I have been with my wife Susan for 14 years and we have been married for 12 of those. Susan was adventurous when we first got together, she was open about what she liked, and really enjoyed roleplaying. Not just your everyday roleplays but she would buy expensive costumes with backstories, sometimes decorating our room in different ways to match the costume she had bought. Over the years our roleplays changed, sometimes we were strangers, sometimes we were co-workers and then sometimes, she was married and I was the other man. Eventually it turned in to her being with another man and me being the husband, who was home, unaware of my wife's escapades, well at least until the next night when she would roleplay coming home to tell me exactly what she did the night before. This was all very safe, never any names, never specific people, always "the guy" or "he" and it was erotic and would have me tingling for days. That all changed when a continuing education course came up for her profession.

Susan is a professional in a pretty small field and when signing up for a course a name caught her attention, "Steve", a man from her training days, would be attending that conference. A few days later, while we sat eating breakfast she told me we should talk about something. My heart dropped, what could we need to talk about? Things had been going great. She told me about Steve, she told me how he looked, his reputation around school of being good in bed, of being a good lover and being well, blessed, the guys wanted to be him and the girls wanted to be with him. I listened to her talk, about how, maybe, us being many states away from each other and the course being even more states away maybe it was time to make this fantasy a reality. I told her I would have to think about it and of course she understood, she wasn't even sure herself if it was even a possibility not only for herself to go through with but would he even want to. Over the next few days we talked about it, we had months to decide if we would go through with it but we agreed she would send him an email and catch up.

Due to the nature of their profession the emails were never overtly sexual, started innocently enough until one day she asked him if he was single or married. He responded that he was happily separated and just waiting to sign the paperwork to make the divorce final. My wife and I discussed it further, this could actually become a reality. So we decided how best to respond, to protect our marriage and her profession if this was to ever get out. Well, we are not spies and did the best we could, here are some excerpts from the email chain:

Susan: "You know, you did offer to tutor me that one night in the car, maybe we can go over what we learn at the conference?"

Steve: "I think this is a completely different situation than when we were in training"

Susan : "How so?"

Steve: "Well I think your husband will be there and that doesn't lend well to reviewing the material"

Susan: "yes I am married now, and my husband would be apart of any review, provided you two get along"

Steve: "Well, I've never studied with a woman with her husband present"

Susan: "Its not like he is in the same field, he would have no reason to review, he'll just be there"

Now, I know anyone reading that would easily figure out what was being insinuated but we felt using those phrases could be a way to get our intentions across without being too forward and giving everyone a way out if it doesn't go well when we all meet up. Nothing was planned, we did not agree to do anything, all we did was lay the ground work. We made sure to get a suite for the 2 nights just incase, the last thing we wanted was a small room and a desire to have another man in there with us. A few days before leaving my wife receives an email:

Steve: "I look forward to studying with you after lectures on Friday"

Susan read it and showed it to me, we were both nervous, was this really going to happen? She told me she had bought a new dress, along with a bra and thong set for the first night. After lectures there would be a formal dinner for the families to attend.

It was Friday night, my wife was getting dressed in our room and she looked stunning. Susan is 5'3" 135 pounds with brown hair to her shoulders, brown eyes, a very cute smile, she is not exactly curvy at 34b, but has a very nice classy figure. She had not seen him in almost 20 years, would he even still be attracted to her or her to him? We kissed and said I love you to each other. We took the long elevator ride down to dinner. She saw him and smiled, he returned the smile and had a table with 2 empty chairs in the back. We nervously sat down and began talking. It was very awkward at first, some yes or no answers, the conversation wasn't really flowing smoothly, we got the idea this wasn't going to happen. As the night went on though, him and I started talking a little bit more, about business, about sports, my wife was engaging more and by the time dinner was served we were talking like old friends. We all finished our meals and sat back, each of us unsure what to say next. Steve broke the ice, "This has been a lovely evening, should I excuse myself to my room, or to yours?" As the words seem to linger on his tongue, the silence was broken by Susan hastily saying, "ours" with a big smile. She looked at me and I looked at her and smiled as well.

The same three minute walk back to the elevator felt like 20 minutes, the more steps we took the further away it seemed. The elevator light went on, we stepped in, swiped our room key and pressed 11, as the door closed I turned to see Susan pushing Steven against the back of the elevator. His hands palms against the wall as she kissed him, as he kissed her, and as I stood there in amazement as her hands curiously went right between his legs as his left hand went knowingly behind her. There it was, my wife with both hands rubbing his cock through his pants, as his hand was grabbing a handful of her ass. "Well the rumors were certainly true," I could hear Susan say as her hands never left his cock. "I wasn't worried for a second," Steven replied as we heard the elevator ding and began to open. Susan fixed her dress as I stepped out first, there was no one in the hallway. We walked to our room, I swiped the card, it didn't open. We weren't doing anything wrong, why was I so nervous? Because people might see my wife bringing another man to our room for sex, that is why, but they don't know that, we are all adults and we are all friends. I swipe the card again and the door opens.

I walk in first, followed by Susan and finally Steve. I place my key on the dresser as I ask him if he would like a drink. Steven says he would like a beer if we have one. As I walk towards the fridge I hear him say, "On second thought I'll pass on the beer," as I hear the sound of a belt unbuckling. I turn around to see my wife of 12 years on her knees in front of him, working his belt off of him and rubbing his cock through his pants again. She uses her left hand, the hand that holds her wedding ring, to unzip his pants and pushes them to the ground. As Steve stands there in his boxers my wife massages his cock more, before reaching her right hand in and taking it out. "Oh my God," she says, with nervous laughter and looks away, "the rumors were REALLY true" with such emphasis on really. Steve had a larger cock, this was not a porn size cock or made up internet fantasy cock, but it was obviously larger than what I could consider your normal cock to be, 8" and fairly thick. My wife held it in her hands, she removed his boxers and had him step out of them and his pants. She began to slowly, methodically, kiss, lick and suck on this mans cock. All I could do was sit in my chair and watch her enjoy herself and watch him enjoy her.