Our first time but it ruined my wife

My wife Carol is 30 she’s a blonde who is very attractive. I’ve caught many a man looking at her in ways that they shouldn’t and more than one begging me to let them fuck her ‘just once’. I would tell her every time, usually during sex, which would excite her and her reply would always be ‘only you for me’ with a smile. So that was, just fantasy, me watching my wife fucking another man but we never had the inclination to let it happen until it was almost forced onto us.

I say ‘forced’ but maybe that too strong a word more like coerced. Have you ever met anyone that talks shit but you just can’t come up with a counter argument, the proverbial person who can sell sand to Arabs? Well that’s where all this started.

We went for a weekend break before all this virus started to a nice quiet Cotswold’s hotel and that’s where we met an older couple, him in his early 50’s and his wife in her mid 40’s. He was a businessman and she was the power behind as they say.

The first evening was when I should have seen it coming, they couldn’t take their eyes off Carol commenting on how beautiful she was and how lucky I am and then how I was selfish not to share.

Carol and I looked at each other now and again partly in shock at how open they were and partly trying to work out what the other was thinking.

Around 9pm our new friend said she had to go to her room for a minute but for us not to go away. 10 minutes later she comes back down. She had changed out of her dress and was wearing a skirt with a thin cardigan covered by a jacket. He suggested we move to a ‘cosy’ part of the hotel lounge so we moved to a nook with four soft chairs.

Before we settled I whispered to Carol ‘I think’ but she stopped me and said ‘I know’.

We sat with our backs to the wall with our new friends facing us. She starts asking why Carol had never been a model, Carol blushed, he complemented my wife on how she looked and how she looked after herself and my wife blushed again. Then his wife took her jacket off. She may as well have not been wearing her cardigan. It was thin and open halfway down, it was so thin and clingy that I could see her breasts, I was surprised at how full they looked, her nipples were erect and pushing through the material obviously no longer wearing a bra Her husband laughed and said, ‘well if you have it flaunt it’.

Then it started, she started by asking if we liked to share? Carol chirped back, ‘share what?’ to which she fired back without hesitation ‘that amazing body to start off with’ and we all laughed. The conversation carried on for a while with us being asked all sorts of intimate questions which we fended off as best we could.

Then the subject changed as quickly as it had been brought up much to my relief although the sexual tension was always there if for no other reason that our friend would ‘inadvertently’ run her finger over her erect nipple which was still poking through the cardigan.

His wife didn’t take her eyes of Carol and me, going from carols chest to the crotch in my trousers. The subject changed as quickly as it had been brought up and we started talking about their business And learned a lot about owning holiday homes and the boring subject of estate agency which was what they did. Then as quickly as it the questioning stopped it came back. For the life of me I can’t remember their name’s so ill call them Pat and Stephen.

Stephen leant forward so that his face was no more than inches from us and said quite openly ‘I guess by now I think you know what it is we all want’ Carol spluttered and looked at me and I was worried at what Stephen was going to come out with, there was a pause before he simply said ‘we love to fuck with new friends and we would love to fuck with you both’. It’s funny now but Carol sat back and said ‘oh’ followed by ‘it’s now something we do is it’ to which Pat replied ‘what, fuck? everyone likes to fuck’. There was silence, I had no idea what to say, it was something Carol and I had fantasised about but never wanted take it further than a fantasy.

Pat quickly changed the subject back to her properties and said that they had a brochure which she would love to show us. Carol chirped up about how that would be great and with that Pat pulled my wife up by her hand and pulled her away promising my wife that she would love the properties and how she would even help her get into the business if she wanted...

I watched as my wife was led up the old oak stair case with her and Pat laughing at something one of them had said.

Stephen bought me a whisky which I hate but drank anyway not wanting to be rude. He apologised about being so open not wanting to embarrass us but repeated that sex was wonderful and ‘doing it with strangers was exciting and how we should try it even if it wasn’t with them. I told him how many people told me openly that they wanted sex with my wife, he smiled and said that he knew why and how he would love ‘To have intercourse’ with Carol making it sound like a natural thing to do. He said that he knew that his wife was equally as keen to, as he put it ‘have Carol under the sheets’.

I laughed at the idea assuring him that my wife would never be interested in getting into bed with another woman; He raised his glass and told me that his wife can be very persuasive.

I kept looking at the clock until half an hour had past and wondered how long they would be. I said to Stephen that I wondered what was taking so long and maybe Pat could bring the brochure down, Stephen leant forward again ‘I think you’ll find that my wife has your wife between the sheets by now’ and he let out a belly laugh. I told him he was being ridiculous. Stephen got up and suggested we go and see.

I was now annoyed at his arrogance and was looking forward to seeing my wife sat in a chair looking at houses and seeing Stephens disappointed face.