Hot Wife Wendy gets a surprise visit from a realtor and his client.

My name is Chris Cavanaugh and I’m a typical man. Yes ladies, I sometimes forget to tell my wife stuff I should. You know? Like dinner plans, or guests coming to see us, company get togethers or other details I may forget. It’s not on purpose but I know it’s important for my wife, Wendy to know these things in advance and be prepared.

Well this story is about one of the many times I FORGOT to tell Wendy about an appointment and it turned into something really exciting for all involved.

Wendy and I are a Stag and Vixen couple. If you don’t know what that means I’ll try to explain it briefly. I love Wendy with all my heart and she knows it. It’s an overwhelming and all consuming love I have for her. I wouldn’t deny her anything that makes her happy or brings her joy. That means anything! Wendy and I are totally devoted to each other.

Whatever Wendy desires, I want her to have because my joy and pleasure stems from hers. That includes the pleasures of another man. Yes we have some limits to that, but for the sake of this story I’ll just say, she and I agree on these limits and we openly and honestly communicate with each other. No secrets. No deception. No disrespect. Total devotion to and from each other.

We’d had a few adventures as a Stag and Vixen couple, but never apart. Always as a couple and always with prior agreement as to with whom and where. That is until May 6th of this year.

I was at work that day and had totally forgotten about an appointment with our realtor who was showing our house to potential buyers. Wendy and I wanted to move closer to the city where I work, and out of our 3,000 square foot home. It was just too big for the two of us.

The 45 minute commute was wearing out tires, and hastening wear and tear on our vehicles. Plus the extra fuel it took each week were just a few reasons we were ready to buy another house closer to my job.

My agent, Jim called me a week prior while I was in the middle of a meeting with a customer of mine. So I quickly agreed to the date and time and hung up. I totally forgot to make a notation of the appointment and thus, forgot to tell Wendy about it too.

Monday May 6th comes, and off to work I go. Wendy was off that day and decided to sleep in late. She woke about 9a and sat on the couch in the living room until about 10:30 enjoying coffee and catching up with her friends on social media. She was also sending me some very naughty text. I rather enjoy those! Distracting. But very hot.

Wendy is gorgeous. She has the most piercing blue eyes you’ve ever seen. I mean they’re jaw dropping and captivating!

Despite being a woman in her 40s and having had two children years ago, she has a gorgeous figure and body. She’s incredibly sexy and has a highly active libido. She also has a very active imagination and her and I can talk fantasies for hours.

When we make love, it’s ON and I mean hot and heavy. She’s incredible. I mean an extraordinary lover. She loves giving and receiving oral and she’s found she really enjoys them both simultaneously. Yes, she swallows.

That morning I over slept so we hadn’t had sex, so after she’d sat on the couch checking messages and getting a chance to read a few private messages from one of her favorite thirds, (she only has 2 that we’ve been with) she found herself quite horny.

Wendy has a few toys and she likes to bring them out in situations as I’ve described. So she decided to have a hot shower and some alone time.

She text me at about 10:30a to tell me her plans for the next hour and said she’d send me a few pictures. Of course I was thrilled. So I encouraged her to adjourn to our bed and take as many pictures as she liked.

In a little while I get a selfie in messenger of her naked in our shower. She was holding her phone up and shooting down on herself. Water cascading down her body and steam rising from the heat. She was biting her lower lip with her left hand between her legs. The hot water was running down her gorgeous body. Geez she’s hot!

A few minutes later she sends another pic. Now she’s wrapped in a towel and shot the selfie looking in the bathroom mirror. Beautiful!

Next I get a text from her that says she has her favorite toy and is laying in our queen size bed with nothing but her satin bathrobe on. She asked me if I could FaceTime with her for a few minutes? You know? To encourage her a little. Of course I accepted and immediately excused myself from the office and went out to my car for some privacy.

Wendy’s FaceTime request came up on my phone as I was walking out the door and into the parking lot. As soon as I accepted the request, there was my gorgeous wife. Piercing blue eyes staring right at me.

She said “hello babe ... how’s your day?” “Better now, gorgeous! You’re being rather frisky for Monday. What’s gotten you all fired up this morning?”

She smiled and said “Just thinking about you and me and...” she picked up her toy and showed it to me. It’s a realistic and lifelike vibrating dildo. Slightly larger than my cock at 8” long and 4” girth.

I’m an average guy at 6” long and 2.5” girth. So her toy takes a few minutes for her to get use to.

Her toy is also a deep cocoa shade. She’s had many fantasies about interracial sex in the past. We just hadn’t had the time opportunity or met anyone she’d felt comfortable with to act on those. So her toy was her way of making that fantasy close to reality.

Wendy tells me she’s going to put her phone in a stand on the bedside table and let me watch her for a few minutes. As she places the phone down, I can hear the television in the living room just down the hall. She grabs her drink first and finishes off what appears to be whiskey on the rocks. Her favorite.

“Babe, how many of those have you had today?” I asked with a chuckle.

“A few” and smirked back at me. I love it when she’s feeling uninhibited.

“What were you watching on tv?” The voices I hear are of two men and a woman. In the background. The woman is moaning and I can hear the two men giving mumbled directions and grunting.

Wendy reaches for the silicone lube and squirts a little on her toy. “I was watching some threesome DVDs we have.” She smiled at the camera and strokes her toy. “Do you mind?”

I had to clear my throat and I looked around the parking lot to make sure I was not being approached. “Babe you know I don’t mind that at all!”

Wendy laid back on the bed and begins rubbing the vibrator against her clit. From the camera position I couldn’t really see much. But I can tell she’s easing the toy in slowly. I just watch in relative silence. There are few soft moans from Wendy and in the distance I can hear the television.

I hear a door open and close in the background but write it of as part of the porn DVD. I hear to new voices as well, but again write it off to the DVD playing in the living room.

Wendy is now moving her hand up and down a little faster now as reaches her first orgasm. She looks over toward her phone and smiles and says “That’s one. I wish you were here because I could really use t...”

Suddenly a look of surprise comes over her face and I hear two men gasp! “We’re terribly sorry Mrs Cavanaugh! We had no idea anyone was here!”

Wendy was quickly removing her toy from her pussy and sat up to cover herself with her robe. I said nothing!

I realized at that moment that the two people in the house were Jim, our realtor and his client! I had no idea who he was, but was sure they both seen more than either had ever imagined.

Wendy scowled at that phone for a split second and then changed the scowl to a smirk!

“God I’m so sorry, gentlemen! Apparently Chris forgot to mention you were coming today!” I see her stand by the bed and tie her robe.

I can hear foot steps going down the hall as Jim replied “Please forgive us ma’am. We’re terribly sorry. We’ll come back another time.”

Wendy looks straight at the camera and whispers “This is going to cost you, babe!” I stammer a “I ... I ... but...” she places her index finger to her mouth as if to shush me.

“Wait a minute gentlemen!” She says down the hall. “Before you leave, we have to talk. I’ll be in there in just a moment.”

“Uhh ok. Are you sure?” “Yes.” Wendy replies. She looks at me in the camera and says, “You be quiet and behave. I’m going to leave the camera on but black out my screen. You sit right there and watch or you’re going to be in serious trouble when you get home.”

With that the camera moves around the room and I now have a clear view of our bed room. Wendy placed her phone on the mantel above our fireplace at the foot of our bed.

I can see her walk out of the bedroom still wearing her satin robe. Her toy is still on the bed.

I listen intently and can hear the dvd still playing in the background and bits of Wendy, Jim and another voice from the living room. I can’t tell what they’re saying.

Several minutes pass and I was about to turn my phone off when I see movement in the door way of our bedroom. Wendy is walking backwards and leading Jim and another gentleman I’ve never seen before into the room. Not by their hands. No, she has their cocks in her hands!

As she clears the doorway, she glances toward the camera and smiles. I gasped out loud but quickly covered my mouth to catch myself!

As she approached the bed, she released their cocks, spun them around and pushed the two men back onto the bed. “Sit down and make yourselves comfortable, gentlemen. I’m going to put on a little music.”

She walks over to the mantle and looks straight into the camera to wink at me. She’d flipped the camera view around so the HiRez camera has a clear view of our bedroom looking toward the foot of our bed. I see Jim and another man seated on the edge of the bed with their cocks protruding from their open zippers.

I hear our little bookshelf stereo pop to life and some R&B music play.

In the meantime, Jim and the other man are watching her intently. Jim laid back when Wendy turned around, but the other gentlemen stayed sitting up and stroked his rather large cock.

Jim was well dressed in suit and tie. Black slacks with a white shirt and blue tie. He’d taken his jacket off and placed it on a chair near the bed.

The other gentleman was a tall, dark skinned black man. He was in kaki pants with a red polo shirt.

Wendy walked back to the bed and once again held their cocks in each hand. “As I said in the living room, Chris failed to tell me you were coming today. That’s not the first time he’s forgotten to tell me about something as important as having guests. So I feel I owe you gentlemen an apology of sorts for driving all this way and me not being prepared to greet you.”

“Mrs Cavanaugh...” But he’s interrupted, “Wendy.” She corrected Jim. “Wendy” he continued “I’m sure it wasn’t on purpose.”

“No, I’m sure of that. But I’m sure he won’t mind if I show you both how sorry we are that HE forgot about your appointment. Besides, I have some unfinished business of my own that I think you and Jamal can help me with.”

Jamal! That’s the client and potential buyer’s name! Crap! Now I remembered!

On my iPhone screen I can see Wendy stroking both cocks as Jamal puts his hand around the back of her head to pull her mouth to his. Wendy is on fire and I can tell she’s loving the control she has over these two men.

To see my wife in that situation was incredible. Damn that looked so hot and my own cock strained against my dress slacks. Given that I was sitting in my car in a public parking lot in the middle of the day, all I could do was suffer with the uncomfortableness of it, and watch.