My wife (54) and I (53) have both been previously married. Her first marriage was to a guy who was a CEO. There's obviously no shame in that at all. The shame lies in the fact thar he's an extreme narcissist. She wasn't permitted to work outside the home. He had to approve of her friends. She was given a $5,000 allowance, with which she could buy anything. If there was expenses above that, she needed permission. He also had no sex drive. According to my wife, he had trouble getting hard. When there was sex, it was missionary only and maybe once a month, if that.

When they got divorced, which he requested, before I met her, she "went wild" according to her. Her and I have talked some about that time. She's told about certain guys she dated or FWBs she had. She's never given me an exact number of partners, but has said multiple times, "Sweety, more than 70. That's probably all I should tell you." I've never asked the exact number. When it comes up, it's been her doing. To be honest, some of it I like knowing... has been a huge turn on for me.

When we first met, she told me her biggest fantasy was to have two cocks at once. In itself, very hot...but I was pursuing a relationship with her. I told her how hot I thought it was, but I couldn't imagine sharing her. That made her melt and we had incredible sex.

Fast-forward to about a year ago, nine years after we met. We had gone to the grocery. In the parking lot, there was an extremely attractive young mother struggling with her two very small kids and her groceries. My wife and I both went to help her. Once her groceries were in the car and the kids were under control, I told her to have a great night and went back to my car. My wife stayed and talked to her for about 15 minutes. They were both laughing and having a great time. When my wife got back to the car, I jokingly said, "Babe, for a minute I thought you were flirting with her." My wife blew that off and said, "Nope. Not my thing." I said, "No, if I remember right, you'd rather have a guy join us." She blushed...hard. Before she could respond, I said, "I never forgot when you told me that. Truth be told, now that we're re in love and our relationship is established, what would you say if I told you we should discuss it more? Nothing would make me happier, or turn me on more, than to help you live out your biggest fantasy."

It's been a little over a year since then. We've had incredibly sexy roleplays with one of her toys. At one point out of town at a casino where we were staying in the hotel, we'd ordered some food. While we were waiting, I got up to go to the restroom. When I got back, she seemed nervous but with thus cute littke smile. She said, "So, while you were gone, a black guy sat down across from me. He told me that he thought I was the prettiest woman in the casino. Babe... I never really thought about a black guy being our 3rd (nothing racial, it was truly never a thought in her mind), but he was a great looking guy." My head was swimming and immediately felt myself getting hard. She could see I was flustered. "Baby, don't be mad." I said, "Mad? I'm not even close to mad! Do you see him? Is he close right now?" She said, "I don't see him, but he went that way." I immediately got up, with an obvious bulge in my pants, and started looking for him. I didn't find anyone who met her description. I was extremely disappointed. She sat on my lap and said, "You're serious about this aren't you? I kinda thought you'd been playing along with my fantasy."

Needless to say, spitroasting my wife, and more, is what occupies most of my thoughts.