This story was written for and with the help of a wonderful lady from Kansas named Carol. I enjoyed writing her story and hope that I can share other fantasies with her in the future. I will forward all your comments to her.
The story really begins about six years ago when my husband introduced a little fantasy to me in our bedroom. His latest dream work was to watch me and another man! Well I have to say that I was more then a bit shocked, I am not a prude or anything and have always encouraged my husband to openly talk about his fantasies but this one was different.
We were both about 35 at the time and married for almost 10 years so I don't even remember what its like to be with anyone other then my husband. He continued his story and I actually felt a little bad for him because he sensed my negative reaction and was looking kind of excited and embarrassed at the same time. I quickly figured that if I told him I thought he was just a tad sick I would risk him never sharing anything again so instead I played along.
He really wasn't looking for much all he wanted me to do was let him pretend to be a masseuse that would give me a massage and at some point make a pass at me. A massage sounded great so I figured why not. He had me lay on the bed in my panties and covered my back with a towel and proceeded to massage me for what had to be two hours. He would come close to touching me in a private area but never really on it, well this was driving me crazy! It must have been the longest session of foreplay we had ever had. He pretended to catch a glimpse of my body as I flipped over or as he moved the towel. Then without warning he started to massage my breasts and I playing the very turned on wife allowed him and said nothing. Well his fantasy ended by slipping his hand under my panties and I came in an instant after all the build up.
After the role-play we made love and it was great. He was so hard and the extended foreplay had me on overdrive. A few hours later we drifted off to sleep.
The next morning he left early to play golf and I just hung out at home. I thought a lot about our little role-play I found myself thinking of different scenarios to play out with him.
We continued to play out our little role-plays from time to time over the next couple of years. I found myself not only enjoying it but also using it to my advantage. My husband has never been a very big take-charge guy in bed but when we role-played a fantasy he would be incredible so whenever I wanted some good and long lasting sex I would bring up a role-play idea. We tried many different scenarios and as we did the fantasy would go further. We went from just the touching massage to oral sex and eventually we were role-playing me having sex with another. In his fantasy sometimes he would imagine himself watching from in the room or a closet or sometimes pretend I was just cheating and he was not there.
Then next stage of our little role-plays would happen after what at the time seemed like a pretty insignificant incident. We had a good friend named Mike that was staying with us for a couple of days while on a business trip. One morning as we were all scurrying to get ready for work he walked in to our bedroom to ask my husband a question thinking I was in the shower and to his surprise I was getting dressed and my husband was the one in the shower. I was sitting at the dresser fixing my hair wearing only a bra and panties at the time. He looked at me and his face turned various shades of red and then he said he was sorry and ran out. I didn't think anything of it since I wasn't naked and my bra and panties covered not much less then a bathing suit. Later that night I told my husband about it thinking that Mike was a bit embarrassed. My husband made light of it during dinner with him and I thought that was that.
Well was I ever wrong, later that night my husband wanted to role-play our little fantasy but this time he wanted to pretend it was Mike. This was the first time we actually gave a name or face to this fantasy guy of ours. I was a little spooked because I knew this was all related to him seeing me but I went with it and had a great time. During the role-play he wanted me to tell him word for word what happened, since the incident had lasted a second he asked me to exaggerate a little. So the story became more involved with me having on only panties and Mike lingering talking to me while we exchanged glances. Well once again my husband rewarded me with on great night of sex.
The next morning my husband made a comment that the whole idea of our Mike seeing me was so sexy he wouldn't mind it happening again. I was kind of floored by this and didn't know how to take it but the whole thing was making me feel pretty sexy.
I spent most of the day wondering what if anything I should do. Later that night a while after we had gone to bed I got a chance to do something and I surprised my self by doing it. My husband and I had been in bed for a while and I heard our Mike go into the bathroom between the master bedroom and the guest bedroom. Mustering all my courage, I decided to pretend to not know he was already in the bathroom and go out in the hall. I was wearing a short chemise that was a bit sheer with panties underneath. I waited till I heard him start to open the door and then walked to the door. The timing was near perfect as we bumped into each other in the dark hallway. Naturally he was startled and in the commotion his hand brushed against my breast. I almost fell and he pulled me into his arms to keep me from collapsing from the collision. He was wearing shorts and his body felt warm against mine. He was very surprised and a bit embarrassed but did sneak a nice look. I tried covering up a bit with my hands and giggled as he said we have to stop meeting like this.
Well hubby was ready to explode when I got back to the bedroom and so was I.
Mike left and we continued to have our role-plays but now they were more specific about people and how the seductions occurred. They also frequently had the theme that I was somehow caught partially nude to start. The partial nudity I had shared with our friend had turned me on quite a bit. I had never been a very sexy dresser or anything like that so I was surprised that I had enjoyed it. My husband had also liked it and I had a feeling he would want me to repeat it at some point.
A few months had past and we planned a short trip to Cancun, I was looking forward to a nice relaxing time but my husband kept talking about the topless beaches. I was not at all crazy about walking around topless but I also knew he would wear me down on the issue.
The short four-day vacation started pretty normal as we spent the first day lounging at the pool and relaxing. In the afternoon I decided to play some volleyball so I went down to the beach while Ken went over to the bar. I stood and watched a few people playing and a younger very cute Hispanic man looked at me and asked if I wanted to play. He introduced himself as Carlos and positioned me on the team. Well we played a couple of games and when it was over Carlos walked back to the pool with me and I introduced him to Ken. Carlos left quickly and we finished our day with a nice dinner.
The next morning at breakfast we ran into Carlos and ended up sitting by him at a large table. We chatted quite a bit with Ken as usual just looking on. It turned out he was in the Navy and on some much needed vacation. He was feeling a bit lost because his buddy was supposed to come along but had to cancel at the last minute so he came solo. We finished breakfast and went our separate ways.
Ken quickly started to ask about going over to the south side of the beach and going topless. I wasn't that comfortable with it but knowing that I would never see anyone there again I gave in. We walked over to the beach and set some towels down and I removed my top. At first I laid on my stomach trying to hide a bit but as time went on I rolled over and didn't feel that awkward. Ken sat up trying to catch guys looking as they walked by. Then as I was lying with my eyes closed soaking up the sun I felt a presence and a shadow I opened my eyes to see Carlos standing over us saying hello. I started to blush a bit and was a bit tongue-tied. He simply chatted a little about the weather and how great the water was. I didn't know whether to cover up or what. Carlos stayed for no more then a minute or two and then left us. As he left I was feeling a wide range of emotions. I felt a bit embarrassed and at the same time aroused at being exposed like that. Ken started telling me how hot it was for him to have a stranger standing there talking to me with my breasts exposed although he was a bit disappointed because Carlos appeared to be a true gentleman as he didn't stare. Well I don't have to tell you that later that afternoon we had a very hot role-play which included Carlos and our beach scene.
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