My wife, Jessie, has a great body. Even after thirteen years of marriage and two kids she has kept her shape and turns heads wherever she goes. Like many men, I often fantasized about letting other men see her sexy body. I also dream of seeing her having sex with another man.

I figured that this would always remain one of my fantasies that would remain unfulfilled. Like my fantasy of sleeping with the entire Dallas Cowboy Cheerleading squad, I figured that it just wasn’t going to happen.

You see, Jess was extremely self-conscious about anyone seeing her body. She always dressed conservatively to hide her 34C breasts and the curves of her ass. She was virgin when we met and even though we had sex before we were married, I never saw her completely nude until our wedding night.

I shared my fantasies, about other men seeing her nude and having sex with her, but she promptly and firmly rebuffed me. She told me that she was married only to me and that her body was only for my use. Despite her objection, I would frequently mention my fantasy while we made love, but she would either refuse of just laugh, like what I wanted was a joke.

Increasingly this became a point of contention, till one night it became a full-blown fight. For the first time since our marriage, we slept in separate bedrooms. I remained in our bed, but Jess stormed off to the guest bedroom for the night.

The next morning, we both had to go to work but neither of us spoke as we dressed to leave the house. I could tell from her eyes that she had been crying, but I could also clearly see that she was still angry. She was an hour late getting home from work and when she came into our house she was carrying two shopping bags from an upscale department store.

She walked past me without saying a word and stored the bags in our bedroom. I took the fact that she put her bags in our bedroom as a good sign, but she still looked angry. The kids were playing at a neighbor’s house, so Jess got each of us a beer from the refrigerator and said, “We have to talk.”

Since we were in the kitchen, we both sat down at the kitchen table. Up till now I had not been too worried, but when she sat across the table from me, visions of divorce began to creep into my head. I sat quietly while Jess gathered her thoughts.

“I know you want other men to see my body,” she said, “and you know I am very uncomfortable with that.” “Yes,” I replied, not wanting to say too much just yet. After another pause she went on. “So, I will try to give you your fantasy ... but it has to be the way I say.” I was not sure how to answer. I wasn’t even sure if I should answer. My heart was racing and my dick was swelling at a record speed. I even felt a little dizzy as I croaked out, “Okay.”

We were interrupted by the return of our children and as soon as my erection had subsided, I got up from the table and helped prepare the evening meal. We stayed busy with kids’ baths and homework until it was time for us to turn in. That night in bed my wife came to bed wearing a sexy nighty. She was clearly in the mood for sex. We cuddled together and I teased her nipples through the sheer material as she explained that she would try to give me my fantasy, but that I had to be patient.

Jessie said that she wasn’t sure how far she could go but would start by dressing so that she could tease another guy. She made it very clear that she could never do anything in our hometown or in front of anyone we knew. My wife suggested that if we went to a neighboring city, about 80 miles away, she would start by dressing sexy and flirting with someone.

That night I pounded her pussy with more than my usual level of enthusiasm. Jess noticed and commented on my level of arousal. I told her that I was very excited about her decision to try and give me my fantasy. We held each other for a long time while we talked and decided that on Friday night, we would go out.

It seemed like an eternity before Friday night arrived, but each night she had several questions about what I thought could happen. She seemed to be warming to the idea of having sex with a new man. Her biggest concern, after making sure that my feelings for her wouldn’t change, was how she would get from flirting to possibly having sex with someone she just met. Since this was new to me also, I really had no idea but suggested that the guy would take the lead as long as she appeared willing.