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She Wanted a Younger Man, chapter 2

by Jeffrey

  

  

  

  

 

The next morning at about 10AM, while Jeffrey still slept a very tired but exhilarated Susan was on the phone with her girlfriend Gail, giving her the update on her date the previous night...

 

Susan was saying, "Honestly Gail, it was so exciting. We were dancing at the club, and it was crowded and dark on the floor, and then there was a slow song. Randy was making me hot, he was dancing so excitingly with lots of hip movement to show off his package...oh, yes, definitely nice and big, but I'll get to that in a minute.

 

"He was really cute. He's blonde and blue eyed; maybe 5'10" trim but muscular. When the slow song started, he walked up slowly and put his arms around my waist and put his penis right against me...yes, I could definitely feel it against my tummy...yes it made me pretty interested. I really hadn't thought of slow dancing at the club until that moment, but I put my arms around his neck and I had to reach up in the halter dress...yes my boobs were in danger of falling out of my dress, and they did, sort of...anyway, it was dark and crowded and I could feel his hands sliding lower from my waist, bit by bit...

 

"Oh, yes, it felt good, and I just let him do it...I know, I know, I'm a slut...so his hands went all the way down and he was feeling my ass and pulling me against him...yes, he was getting harder, I could tell, and it seemed like he was big too!" She paused to sip some coffee.

 

"And then, with one hand on my ass, he brought the other hand up to my hip and he started sliding it up my side... yes... yes... no, not my nipple... right, so I just let him start to get a little feel and I calmly took his wrist and returned his hand to my waist. Yes, the horny boy got the message, at least for that dance...

 

"Then the song was over and the music got fast again and I had to push him away to go back to normal dancing. Soon, though, I got tired so we sat with Nissa and her boyfriend John. Very sexy...yes they're both young...in their mid-twenties I think...I know it's wicked...

 

"On the next slow song, Nissa and I both danced with John and Randy, and in the middle of the song, the boys cut in on each other, which was so sweet...yes I danced with John...not as cute as Randy, but very nice. And as I danced with John, he did the same thing as Randy – letting his hand slide down in back.

 

"Of course I just kept my arms around his neck like a girl is supposed to...yes, that's right...I know...so he's groping me and then to my surprise, this new boy Ben cut in. I danced the last minutes of the song with Ben, and he was very nice too...yes, I figured if the other two boys got a feel, why should Ben be left out....Yes, he felt my ass too. Well, he's a friend of John and Randy...

 

"John and Randy both danced with Nissa during the next slow song as I danced with their friend Ben, and that little slut Nissa had a tinier dress than me... John had both of his hands on those enormous boobs of hers...yes, I know, DD cups, it just isn't fair...

 

"I kept drinking and got fairly smashed. It was hard to call my husband and not sound drunk, but I think I passed. We danced all the slow songs for 3 hours...yes all three boys with us two girls. And then at around midnight, Ben had to go home, and John, Randy and I all went to Nissa's place for a nightcap...well the boys were really insistent...I guess I knew it could get naughty, but we were having fun...yes, slutty, I know...

 

"So we sat around on the couches and talked...yes Randy kissed me...and felt me up...yes, under the halter, it was hard to stop him because my arms were around his neck and he was kissing me so good. It was supposed to be innocent, but then the boys were kissing us and pawing us and the next thing I knew, Randy was trying to undo my halter top...yes, I know...my boobs were nearly naked. I had to put the brakes on.

 

"I saw that Nissa's top was completely off and John was feeling and sucking her big boobs like a madman...yes, he must be a boob-man. Bottle fed, I'm sure. Anyway, John and Nissa got up and went into her bedroom, leaving me with Randy alone in the living room. He was so cute and persistent and YOUNG! And he had a really big bulge in his slacks so I could tell he was very horny.

 

"So, we were kissing, he's a really good kisser by the way, and I was trying to keep his hands at least on the outside of my top. But it felt so good to feel his hands on my boobs, and my nipples were rock hard, and I was getting wet... So I decided to take control of the situation before the boy went crazy.

 

"I pushed him back and told him to take off his clothes. Yes, it was a power rush when he didn't hesitate and obeyed me immediately. No, he undressed really fast, maybe next time I'll make him dance and strip slowly, but he was down to his underwear quick. He looked big, based on the way his briefs were sticking out in front. I said he should take off everything, and he grinned so sexy as he slid his underpants down.

 

"Boing! He was long and thick and hard, and really big, compared to Jeffrey. I had him lay down on the sofa... yes, completely naked... Very nice; trim and fit and muscular... Not hairy at all, just a little blonde hair here and there... The amazing thing was his genitals were completely shaved – smooth as a baby's bottom – I guess all the young men are doing it these days!

 

"Well, I couldn't keep my hands off of him, obviously. A girl has to satisfy her curiosity – especially when she hasn't seen a cock that size in decades. I knelt at the side of the sofa and kissed him as I felt him up. I could barely touch my fingertips around his penis – it was really thick, and so stiff and throbbing and leaky...

 

"So we were kissing passionately and it was so cute – he shuddered and whimpered into my lips as I kissed him, and suddenly my hand was getting wet and gooey! He was spurting all over himself, and me too, and I was hardly playing with him at all, just sort of caressing... He was so embarrassed for ejaculating quickly and apologized; it was so cute because he was blushing. I told him it was ok, but I was kind of disappointed...

 

"Yes, I suppose that's the bad part of having a young man to play with since they might cum too quick – but the good part is that he didn't even get soft! I just kept stroking and he stayed hard! I just looked at all the semen all over everywhere and I didn't want to get it on my new dress, so I took it off... Yes, panties too.

 

"Next thing I know, I've crawled up on top of him naked and I'm sliding down onto his cock – mounting him. Ooohh, it felt so big I thought I'd split in two, but I was really wet and he had lots of semen on his cock, so it didn't take long to get him all the way in. Yes, I had brought condoms, but it just happened so fast and he seemed like a nice clean boy. And I really wanted to feel his naked penis in me. No, silly, I'm on the pill...not a problem... Yes, it felt really good and I'm not worried.

 

"So I stayed still and kissed him for a while to get used to him, and then I slowly started humping. Oh, God, it was soooo good...so big... I figured he'd last a while so I could take my time. I was kissing him as I fucked his gorgeous cock, and I came really hard right away. It was wonderful to feel so much cock in me, I couldn't help it.

 

"I just kept humping on him and I totally lost count of how many times I came. His hands were mauling my boobs and pinching my nipples and making me crazy. Then he was kissing and sucking my nipples and I just kept coming and coming. I must have ridden his stiff cock for almost half an hour all for my own pleasure. It was like he was my own personal hot and throbbing stiff fuck-toy!

 

"Then I could tell he was going to cum again, so I just started whispering in his ear to cum in me, and boy did he ever. His semen filled me up and was gushing out of me and we were a complete gooey mess together. I just kept riding him and he kept cumming in me and it was all wet and squishy between us because of all the semen everywhere and I just writhed against him, feeling all that gooey boy-juice goodness all over me.

 

"He was sooo cute as he came, his expressions were priceless. I really wanted to watch him cum for me again, but it was already after 2AM, and I figured it would take another half hour for him to recover. I decided to clean up and get home, because I was completely exhausted.

 

"I cleaned up his mess in the bathroom as best I could. It was amazing how much semen I had on me and in me and I tried to get clean but it kept leaking out onto my thighs! So I got dressed, and we left without saying anything to Nissa. Randy begged me to let him have my panties, and I felt so wicked when I let him put them in his pocket. His smile was just devastating.

 

"Randy drove me home and I passed out in the car just wearing my messy dress, my shoes, and the mink...he was a gentleman and walked me to the door...no he didn't come in...yes Jeffrey was awake...he tucked me in...no, I don't think he knows I actually fucked Randy. I was pretty careful to wipe up at Nissa's, but I admit this morning I did see some dried semen here and there, so I showered before Jeffrey got up...well, I don't know what to do about the hickeys...yes, hickeys...just like high school...my neck and boobs...I put some makeup on them this morning...it was dark last night so Jeffrey probably didn't see them...

 

"Yes, I told Randy we could see each other again. I'm not stupid. His cock is huge and I still feel kind of stretched out, if you know what I mean...

 

"Well, I've got to run; hope to talk to you soon. Really? I had no idea...well, you should think about it – I can tell you there's nothing better for a woman's self esteem... Yes I remember Peter; he used to mow your lawn didn't he? Oh, I see, well I suppose by now he would be all grown up, wouldn't he... Wow, how many times has he called? That many, well it would seem to me he must still be very interested. He'll be in town in a few weeks, will he? Well, perhaps we could go on a double date or something... Yes, I remember he was a cute boy. Really, you saw him swimming naked in your pool when he did your lawn? That's awesome... Ok we'll talk about him later, bye."

 

Jeffrey had been stirred from sleep when Susan had gotten out of bed and taken her shower. He had come out into the living room, just 10 feet from the kitchen door and sat down in his usual chair. He listened to Susan on the phone and heard much of the conversation. When it ended, he picked up the paper and pretended to read it.

 

The fantastic images that came into his mind during Susan's call had already aroused him greatly. His latent fantasies of Susan with another man had not been a secret in their marriage, but were not really taken seriously by either of them in the past. Not until the other night when Susan had brought up the subject and made it a real possibility in their home.

 

And then of course, last night she had acted on the fantasy...

 

He tried to concentrate on the newspaper, but his mind's vivid images of a young man with a big penis thrusting into his beautiful wife wouldn't go away, and he couldn't help but become erect...

 

Susan hung up the phone and sat in silence a moment, reliving the past night again in her mind. She sighed and stood from her chair and walked out of the kitchen. She was a few paces into the living room, just behind Jeffrey in his chair when she looked up and noticed him. She stopped in her tracks and looked at the man she loved, albeit against whom she had just committed adultery. But she was convinced it wasn't a sin against their marriage, but a new twist that would reignite passion in their bedroom. In her mind, it was not at all the end of their marriage, but a new chapter beginning to unfold.

 

In a flash, her mind replayed all the influences that had brought her to this moment.

 

She had played a wider field in college than even Jeffrey knew, and she certainly had a renewed taste now of multiple sex partners again. Early in their marriage, she and Jeffrey had fantasized about Susan with another man and it made them both very aroused and added to their sex life. Time passed, children came, and that fantasy had waned for both of them – or so she had thought. Then in the past two years, her friend Nissa had started singing the praises of dating younger men, which was titillating, and after her divorce, Nissa had kept a string of young men in their twenties vying for her attention.

 

Then one Saturday two months ago, Susan had left her laptop in her office and needed to go online to download some of her student's papers. She used Jeffrey's computer to do so, while he was out playing a much-deserved round of golf. On a lark, she had opened his 'favorites' file and found link after link to websites and stories featuring words like "HotWife" and "Cuckold" and "FemDom". She never did download her students' assignments that day, but instead spent hours reading and looking at Jeffrey's 'secret stash' of sites and downloads.

 

She had always been the dominant partner in their relationship and marriage. Jeffrey was always quite submissive to her and that had always been one of the traits that she loved about him, and she did love him dearly and always. His submissive nature and secret desires were now displayed in full detail right before her eyes as she browsed in his computer. She even found some files where he stored his favorite pictures and stories that he had downloaded from various internet sites. As she looked at the pictures and read the stories, it was quite a revelation, confirming that his fantasy of a wife who took other lovers was still as strong as or perhaps stronger than ever.

 

Susan had always considered herself to be sort of an "Alpha-Female" as she had been the assertive leader and breadwinner out of the home, and Jeffrey had been the compliant supporter of Susan's accomplishments inside the home. Simply stated, from the time they first dated, she was dominant and he was submissive. Now she knew that he had continued to be aroused by 'unfaithful wife' fantasies all of his adult life, even to that very fateful day of her discovery.

 

In the days after her discovery, she had kept this knowledge to herself, and not discussed it with anyone. What she did do, however, was to perform web searches for additional information regarding female-dominant marriages and relationships. What she found was mind-opening to say the least. It seemed that this lifestyle was both widespread and complex. It broke across barriers of race, religion, and socio-economic status, manifesting in many different 'flavors' of female-dominant lifestyle.

 

She learned that there were sociological, psychological, and physiological arguments for pursuing a female-dominant lifestyle in a marriage, and as an academic, she liked a good logical argument – even if there were good arguments against the proposition as well. She applied some of these arguments when she had finally discussed the idea with her loving husband only a few nights ago.

 

Nissa had been pushing her to "try some hot young beefcake – just for one date" for quite some time. But by coincidence, Nissa had been pushing the matter all the more since Susan had made the secret discoveries on Jeffrey's computer. Nissa was so pushy in fact, that she had set up last night's 'date' two weeks ago, and had dared Susan to accept it.

 

Susan had stewed on it for a few days, and then had finally made the decision to have the discussion with Jeffrey that fateful evening just a week ago. She had brought up the subject, discussed it with Jeffrey, and had judged his arousal. When she saw that the discussion had given him an erection, she knew he was as hooked on the idea of making this 'date' fantasy a reality as she had become.

 

But then last night turned into much more than she had ever expected. She had wanted to test the water, but instead she had found herself diving into the deep end of the pool. Her 'date' with the young man was just to be drinks and dancing. But then at Nissa's apartment, one thing had led to another and she had ridden a gloriously big and young cock. And she had liked it very much.

 

And now here she was, about to engage her husband in conversation for the first time after her 'little dalliance' as she liked to think of it... She took a deep breath and stepped forward as she wondered how much of the phone call with Gail he had heard...

 

In the warmest voice she could muster, she said, "Hi Jeffrey, I didn't know you were up. Did you sleep well?" She saw that he was sitting in his chair in his usual 'house-husband' outfit of small cotton gym shorts and a tee shirt, reading the paper. Though he had positioned the paper over his lap, she was able to detect that he had an erection tenting his shorts, and with a sigh of relief she walked around and sat on the sofa across from him.

 

"Hi, honey. I just walked out here and sat down with the paper,' he lied, not knowing if he should talk about the phone call. He tried to adjust the paper to hide his full erection as he said, "How are you feeling?"

 

"Uh, just fine, dear; it was a late night but I slept like a rock and I feel pretty good." She tentatively said, "How are you feeling, uh, this morning..."

 

"Pretty good, just could have used more sleep, I guess; I wish I could survive on 5 hours like you," he smiled.

 

She looked at him seriously, "I mean how you feel about my...date last night?"

 

"Well," he said softly, "You were out pretty late... and... uh... you seemed to have a good time, I think... and well, uh, when you got home you were... well... sort of a mess, honey..."

 

She saw the tinge of worry in his eyes and she looked at him with love. "Jeffrey, come sit beside me and let's talk about last night." She held her arms out to him and he moved and sat down next to her on the sofa. She now clearly saw the tenting bulge in his shorts and knew this was a very good time to talk.

 

She put her arm around him and let him snuggle against her ample chest, stroking his hair lovingly with one hand and caressing his thigh with the other. She thought of all the times past when they had sat on this same couch with his pants around his ankles as she toyed with his genitals to help him see things her way as they talked...

 

"Jeffrey," she cooed softly, "I think you might be more comfortable if you were to lower your shorts for me. Why don't you just slide them down to your ankles so I can touch you as we talk?"

 

He nodded and pushed his shorts down below his knees and they fell to pool around his ankles, then he settled back into her embrace, snuggling to feel her warmth and comfort. Her soft hand pressed lightly between his thighs and he spread them a little to give her better access to his testicles. "Good boy," she whispered as she gently palmed his testes and began to caress and fondle him.

 

She said, "Honey, I think you heard me talking to Gail on the phone, didn't you?" He nodded his head against her breast. "Well, then, I suppose you at least heard how the evening ended..." He nodded again. "And I suppose that's the reason your pretty penis is stiff, isn't it Jeffrey?" He nodded.

 

"That's nice, dear, I'm glad you liked listening." She paused touching him for a moment and opened her robe on one side, exposing for him the soft comfort of her pillowy breast, and then she laid his head down against her warm softness. "Just snuggle against my breast as we talk, dear," she cooed as she returned her hand to his testicles. She looked at the pretty pink head of his penis and noted the little pearl of pre-seminal fluid that was forming and smiled. She was satisfied that her feminine powers would get them through this first difficult conversation together, as they always had in the past.

 

 "Darling, I want you to know that I really had no intention of more than dinner, drinks, and dancing with my date. I just wanted to start out down the road and see where it led us. But obviously, things went further than I had planned. Much further, honey, honestly. I know I shouldn't have drunk so much, and Nissa's cajoling and taunting just got me going, I guess. I just love you so much and I wanted to have this whole thing move much more slowly, but I can't change what happened now."

 

All the time she spoke, Jeffrey was kissing her breast with no little passion, and wiggling his hips slightly as she fondled his testicles. She asked, "Are you upset that it happened so fast?" He shook his head 'no' and continued to kiss her. "You're such a good boy," she said, and she moved her hand from his testes and began to stroke his small-seeming penis ever so slowly. She could tell he was very aroused, and now it was time to get him to talk. She decided to let him know that she had discovered his internet interests, so that there would be no more secrets between them on either side.

 

In a soft and tender voice she said, "You know Jeffrey, a couple months ago, I was borrowing your computer while you were playing golf, and I found some of your favorite websites when looked at your history, and I found some of your files. I dropped what I was doing and spent most of the day looking at the sites and reading everything. That's when I realized that me having sex with another man was not a forgotten fantasy for you, but still very much alive. That knowledge helped me make the decision to begin dating, partly because it would arouse you, and I admit that having the attentions of a younger man is always a refreshing thing for a lady my age.

 

She caressed him as she said, "Honey, I need you to tell me all about how you feel. Tell me how you felt last night, and this morning, and right now. I really need to hear your words, dear, and I need you to remember that I love you so very much."

 

Jeffrey sat up a little bit and raised his head. He looked at his wife and said, "I love you too; more than ever." He closed his eyes to try to compose his thoughts. "When you came home and brought up the subject a week ago Friday, it was a shock. I had long ago given up the idea that you'd actually go on a date. I just fantasized about it from time to time. And then that day you said you were going to do it. I was excited, but at the same time full of fear and worry, not knowing what it would really mean."

 

He laid his head back against the comfort and security of her warm breast and continued. "I didn't know if it meant you didn't love me anymore, regardless of your assurance to the contrary. And I didn't know if you were going to have a real affair and fall in love with another man and leave me. So I was scared. It was a case of 'be careful what you wish for' because suddenly I had to deal with the emotions that it was really happening."

 

He paused, lost in thought. Susan gave his penis a little faster stroking and said, "That's good honey, please keep talking to me."

 

He said, "All the next week I knew that Friday – your date night – was coming and I counted the hours with excitement and nervousness. I felt weak inside, far more than ever before. Sometimes I would forget, but then I'd remember that your date was coming and it would send shivers up my spine and I'd feel a tug of arousal in my belly. And then the day came..."

 

She kissed him on his forehead and murmured, "You're doing great, honey, please keep going. I really need to hear it all..."

 

"You came home early to get ready. My knees got so weak when I saw your pubic hair trimmed so short, and you told me to shave it all off. It was so sexy, and the thought that you were doing it before your date made me feel so weak inside. I don't know how to describe it. And then your new little dress was so sexy, it was amazing, and the tiny thong and no bra and the high heels...all for your date with a young man. My whole world felt like it was spinning out of control, but at the same time I was both fascinated and very aroused.

 

"And then suddenly you were gone. Every minute ticked by so slowly. I looked at the clock and the phone constantly waiting; just waiting. There was nothing I could do. It was all out of my control. I imagined how hot and sexy you looked. I imagined you dancing with your date. I imagined him pawing you on the dance floor and a darkened booth in the corner, and I wondered how far you'd let him go. Would he touch your ass? Would he touch your breasts? What about your freshly-shaved and oh so beautiful pussy? Would you actually let him touch you...between your legs?

 

"I cleaned the bathrooms. And then I found the empty box of the condoms. I knew I had nothing to do with them, so I knew you had bought them for your date and put them in your purse. I had that sinking feeling again and was instantly erect, knowing that you had decided to have condoms in case you found that special chemistry... You finally called me and you sounded a little drunk, and I know you get sort of wild and uninhibited when you drink. And you were talking about dancing, and with more than one young man, and that their hands would roam on you, and you were dancing all the slow dances.

 

"I imagined these young men touching you and buying you drinks and dragging you onto the dance floor and touching you more. And such a revealing little dress, so thin, and they were feeling your ass in just the little thong, and with no bra I knew they had probably been feeling your breasts too. You had that sexy, horny sound to your voice. I knew they were touching you and making you excited. And then you had to go dance some more and hung up. I nearly fell to my knees it was so intense to just think about."

 

Susan kissed his forehead and as she caressed his face and said, "It must have been very intense for you emotionally; I can hear it in your voice, honey. You're doing really well and I want to hear every detail about your feelings, sweetheart..."

 

"So, I watched TV to try to get my mind off of you, but it was impossible. Your date was driving me crazy. I was constantly erect thinking about your date or the other boys feeling you up. You're just so sexy and beautiful; I knew they wouldn't be able to keep their hands off of you, because I know what it is to be a young horny boy with a beautiful woman. Then it was around midnight that you called again, and I could tell you were pretty drunk.

 

"And as you talked to me, it was clear that somebody had their hands all over you, doing things that were embarrassing you in public. I could only imagine... It was so intense... And you said you were going to Nissa's house with your two young dates. And then you said 'maybe' the other guy would come too, and that you didn't need me to be pick you up. That made me think you weren't sure how long you'd be at Nissa's with the boys, so maybe you were keeping your options open...

 

"When you hung up the phone, the reality hit me that you had brought condoms. You were leaving the bar with some boys to go to Nissa's apartment and you had condoms with you. You could have been coming home, but instead you were going to Nissa's. At that moment, I became convinced that you were going to go through with it that very night and have sex with your date. It made my penis so stiff. I tried to relax, but the next 3 hours just ticked away slowly as I waited for you.

 

"At one point, I thought you would sleep over. It was only a couple hours before dawn and I thought you may have passed out at Nissa's place. But then the car pulled up and then you were in the door. You looked really a mess, but you looked so sexy too. I helped you get into bed and saw your hickeys, and that you didn't have your panties anymore. And you passed out on the bed and there was a little bit of sticky residue on your inner thighs. It was semen, and I sort of went numb inside.

 

"Like a zombie I went to sleep, knowing that you'd had sex. I also knew you didn't use the condom and you had let the young man come in you. You let him fuck you and you let him come inside you, and I just didn't know what it would all mean. I know you're not on the pill, since I had my vasectomy years ago."

 

He took a deep breath and rested a moment as Susan caressed him in silence. She had kept close track on her stimulation of his penis, slowing her strokes to keep him aroused and feeling pleasure, but not letting him approach ejaculation. After a few moments, she whispered in his ear, "So, then, you heard part of what I said to Gail on the phone. Please tell me all about that, honey."

 

He nodded against her breast and spoke. "I came out and you were talking to Gail about how the boys were groping you on the dance floor, which I had already sort of figured out. But then you started telling her about going to Nissa's place, and kissing your date and letting him feel your breasts.

 

"It was so exciting, but I also was filled with that falling feeling and I felt so weak to think of you taking on a young man, making love to him. So then I thought of the semen on you last night – that he had come in you... I'm worried that you might get pregnant..."

 

She held him close and kissed him, "Don't worry about that, dear, I started taking the pill again 2 months ago, the day after I saw the things on your computer; just in case."

 

He let out a sigh of relief, "That's good," he whispered. "So now I wonder what you are thinking, Susan. Do you still love me, even though it excites me that you had sex with another man?"

 

"Of course I love you. I will always love you." She lowered her head into his lap and put her mouth on his penis, gently sucking as she stroked him. He quickly ejaculated into her mouth and she sucked it all and swallowed every drop. She didn't release him until he was soft again.

 

Sitting up, she put her arms around him again and shifted her position to put his face to her breast and offer him her nipple to suckle.

 

"Let me tell you how I see things, honey," she said, as she caressed his face lovingly. "I really liked going out with R... this young fellow, on the date, and I admit that I really enjoyed having sex with someone new. It's thrilling to have a young man between my thighs again, so vigorous and virile."

 

She watched his reaction, but he just calmly continued to commune with her nipple, so she continued. "I want to do it again, and soon. I don't know how often, it's too early for me to really understand how I feel, exactly. But I do know that it made me feel so attractive to have a young man that just couldn't seem to keep his hands off of me. He wanted me and it felt wonderful to be wanted that way. But at the same time, while the young man made me feel so desirable and sexy, it makes me want to have sex with you too. I'm hot for you, honey. You're my man, my husband, my faithful lover. As soon as you're able, I want to feel you thrusting between my thighs. Does that make any sense, dear?"

 

She continued to stroke his cheek and watch him think. After a few moments, he seemed to have processed what she said and he lifted from her breast. "I guess it's good for you to feel sexy. I think you're sexy, and obviously so does your young man. I'd be amazed if any man didn't think you were hot and want you, at least secretly. If it makes you happy, and makes you horny for me too, then I guess it's something that could be good for us. I just hope you don't go too far with it..."

 

"What would be too far, sweetheart, in your mind?" she asked without judgment in her voice.

 

"I just don't want this to pull you away from me. I guess I'm still afraid that you'll fall in love or something." He paused for a moment to think, and finally said, "I heard you telling Gail that he was, well, big; bigger than me. And I hope you don't decide sometime in the future that I'm not good enough for you anymore."

 

She smiled, "Honey, you boy's are all alike – always worried about the size of your penises. Let me ask you a question: Don't you like big breasts on women? My breasts are 'C' cups, whereas Nissa's breasts are at least 'D' cups. I've seen you look at her breasts a lot of times. Admit it, honey, you'd like to see her topless, feel her breasts, kiss her big nipples. Aren't I right?"

 

"I would never do that, Susan, you know that."

 

"Exactly my point, dear, just because a woman has large breasts doesn't make you fall in love with her and want to marry her. Males just like to see big boobs. There's no getting around that, generally speaking. So why wouldn't women like to see and touch a big penis? Just because a man has a big penis I'm not going to love him any more than just because a woman has big breasts you would love her. Do you understand?"

 

"I guess so, it just kind of makes me feel inadequate," he said, "I'm not what anyone would call 'big' in that department."

 

She gave him a playful shove and pouted, "Don't say that about my husband. He is very much more than adequate for me, he's a good attentive lover, has a talented tongue, and can thrust his stiff cock with quite sufficient prowess to satisfy me and then some, thank you very much."

 

Jeffrey smiled at her compliment, "Thanks, honey."

 

"Don't mention it, dear," she said, pulling his head back down to her breasts again. "My other nipple needs some husbandly attention too, you know."

 

"Yes, dear," he said happily as he took her other offered nipple into his mouth.

 

"Now then, Jeffrey, my final thought for you is this. I think that having a little dalliance on the side with a young lover will keep me feeling young and sexy, and you're going to benefit greatly from my renewed sexuality. Clearly many of the articles I read which suggest this very thing must be correct, because I really want you right now."

 

"Mmmmm..." he said, encouraging her to go on.

 

"So I think I should have Friday nights as my date night for the foreseeable future, and we should do what the articles say. We need to make my dates very much an activity that we share and enjoy together. This whole thing should bring us closer...."

 

She watched to see his response, and he seemed to be flowing with her idea.

 

"So, I think you should help me get ready for my dates, and I should call you every hour from now on, and let you know everything that's happening. And I'll come home much earlier from now on so that we can talk when I return from my date. How does that sound?"

 

"Mmm-mmm..." he said, nodding in assent.

 

"And there's another thing that the articles mentioned a few times..." She got up her courage and just said it. "I think we should have sex when I come home from the date. They say it's a good thing for the husband in two ways. First, that the wife sort of re-asserts his position as her husband, which is good for the marriage. Second, the articles suggest it is best if the wife doesn't clean up much before coming home. In this way, the husband can really see that his wife has had another man, based on, well, the other man's semen. The fact that I will have just had sex with my date will make me even more attractive to you, so the articles say..."

 

She watched his face carefully, and she also looked at his crotch. There was the hint of arousal in his shorts that betrayed the look of concern on his face. She was pleased to see that the articles seemed to be spot on in their prediction of a husband's reaction.

 

Jeffrey said, "You won't use a condom?"

 

She caressed his face and guided his mouth back to her breast as she responded. She knew he was becoming nicely aroused, and chose her words carefully to excite her husband even more. The advice on the cuckolding website was really hitting the mark.

 

"No dear, it's best to have a lover that is young and clean, like...my young man. That way, when I have sex with him I will accept his semen into my body, and of course there will likely be some on me as well. One of the best things about young men is that they really do cum in buckets and they can cum several times in an evening.

 

"I'll probably have at least two or even three of his ejaculations when I come home. And I'll be bringing them home to you, to share with you. I don't know where all of his semen will be, certainly inside me, but perhaps on my breasts or face, and certainly running down my thighs. We'll share my adventure together in a very intimate way. Won't that be nice?"

 

He said, "I...guess so...I think..."

 

She went in for the deep specifics to really get him thinking. "Won't it be exciting to make love with me, when your penis is sliding in and out of me and I'm so full of another man's semen? I'd be so wet and slippery with my lover's cum in me, Jeffrey, all for you. And you'd smell him on me, and maybe I'd let him cum on my breasts, and they'd be sticky as you rub against me..."

 

Jeffrey was now fully erect. Susan helped him sit up and then took him by the hand and led him to their bedroom. She smiled a satisfied smile, saying, "Come on, big boy, I think we should practice for next Friday night. And I think we're going to need a lot of practice this week..."

 

They made passionate love as husband and wife. Jeffrey was able to last a good long time, even though Susan spurred him on with wicked little whispers in his ear about how much semen her lover was going to spurt all over her body, and how wet and gooey her pussy would be with her lover's cum.

 

When Jeffrey finally came, he was exhausted and very satisfied. And they both lay in each other's arms and napped.

 

As she was thinking and dozing on the edge of sleep, Susan mused that Jeffrey's penis did feel quite small in comparison to Randy's. She would have to start doing exercises to help her shrink down after she'd had her lover's fullness in her. It was not her intent to become fixated on long thick shafts with big swollen urgently-purple heads, delightful as they were. No, it was not the size of the lover's penis that mattered most, it was the arousal, the titillation, the edge-play of the mind that created the exciting and exquisite emotions that she wanted to feel and share with her husband.

 

She couldn't wait until next Friday, and she now knew her husband was anticipating it too.

 

This is going to be a wonderful marital adventure, she thought, it's going to make everything seem so fresh and new... She certainly was more aware of her sexuality than at any time in the last ten years, and her sweet husband had just had the most urgent and passionate orgasm she had ever witnessed. It was marvelous to have the man she loved pour himself out into her with such complete abandon.

 

It seemed that the female-dominant-marriage websites had really struck upon a deep vein of gold, and she was determined to mine that vein as deeply as she could. They had argued that bringing uncertainty into the marriage bed would heat it up, making the husband wild with urgent need and desire for his wife, and so it had. And it was only the beginning.

 

Her husband's soft breathing as he lay in her arms made him seem so content. She knew that his journey would be more thrilling than he had yet imagined, and more challenging too. Plans were brewing in her mind that were at once intimate, jarring, wicked, and yet full of marital love and joy. If only he knew, she thought, what decadent delights and challenges awaited him. She would fill his heart with uncertainty – even fear – and allay those fears over and over with her return to him. He would become more attentive, attracted, and dedicated to her than ever before as they shared the new deeper-than-ever bond that would form between them through the exercise of cuckolding.

 

Their intimacy would grow ever deeper as she cuckolded him in the new way of modern female-dominance by sharing the experience with him in complete honesty and openness. Cuckolding would become an essential part of their life together, the sexual and psychological driver of their relationship.

 

She looked at the slow rise and fall of his chest, as her husband snuggled against her warm soft body in sleep. She loved him more now than ever. She knew he loved her with all his heart. And she knew that they would be together forever, just as they were now. They both knew now that sex could be based on love, but love was not necessarily based on sex. Sex could be used to increase love in a variety of ways, and she was happy to now be using sexual variety to bring deeper love to their marriage.

 

She drifted off to join her husband in sleep, confident and content in his arms as he was now in hers.

 

Tomorrow and every day after would now be a journey of sexual adventure that they would share intimately, and she was glad for it.

 

 

 

  

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