Wife's Travel Agent with Benefits

Hi all. I'm Marie, a happily married (but sexually unsatisfied) wife that loves family time, dressing nice and I especially love to travel. We've been blessed in that I don't have work so instead I love volunteering to help those less fortunate than I and I do work hard at staying fit and healthy as well. I'm in my early fifties and often get compliments that I don't look anything close to my age.

I'm 5'1", weigh 107 pounds with decent muscle tone, have brown eyes, shoulder length brown hair dyed sandy blonde/light brown and I have 36c breasts. My husband loves that my nipples are almost always hard and points out to me when he catches guys checking them out. He seems to get quite the kick out of it for some reason. I go to a gym right by the local college almost daily and I do catch guys and sometimes even women looking me up and down and paying particular attention to my "high beams." My favorite outfits are my LuLuLemon workout wear so I'm not hiding much when I'm out running errands or at the gym in my LuLu's.

Enough on that, so my husband is an awesome guy and provider but unfortunately things have gotten stale between us. In a recent contentious conversation late at night one of the many topics covered was that he travels a lot for work and I expect too much leisure travel for us on top of his business trips. He says it's wearing him out and when I said I'll just start going on trips without him he said fine, he almost seemed excited about it which frustrated me even more.

That being said, I started looking into and talking about vacation ideas I could do by myself or maybe as a girls trip or something. I also saw online some travel clubs and some were specifically designed for solo travelers instead of couples. I found it interesting but I didn't feel like it was something I necessarily wanted to try. At least not yet.

I usually do my own online travel research and booking but when I told my hair stylist, Alana, what I said to my husband and his reaction she told me I have to sit down with her travel agent and check out some of his recommendations. She said his name is Chris and that he is extremely intuitive and knows how to match a trip to his clients needs and that he is very good at finding hotel and airline package deals. Alana asked me if I remembered the Jamaica trip she took and said that it was almost free because of an offer he found.

She whispered in my ear that he's not hard on the eyes either and always smells so frickin good.

I was intrigued and I'm not entirely sure for which reasons but I made sure I got his contact information from her.

I didn't do anything about it for a few weeks then one afternoon Alana texted me that she told Chris about me and that he promised her he'd take really good care of me. She told me if I sat down with him that she'd knock a hundred bucks off my next hair appointment. I was wondering why she was so insistent that she'd discount my hair styling to go to her travel guy but all she'd say is "you're gonna love Chris, he's such an awesome guy and soooo good at what he does."

I called him the following day and she wasn't wrong, our talk on the phone was very assuring so I agreed to an appointment to discuss my travel preferences and plans. He told me that since the pandemic his old agency went out of business so he started his own business which he runs out of his home but if I wasn't comfortable meeting at his home he can use an office space he has access to.

I felt safe with Chris and told him that his home office was fine with me.

We met the following day (a Tuesday) and I was totally impressed. It did feel odd at first walking up to his 2nd floor condo in the late morning but once we started talking he totally put me at ease. I told him of my apprehension about the appearance of a married woman going to a guy's condo by herself in the middle of the day. It was nice that he didn't just laugh it off, he took me serious and explained that half his building are 20&30 something's working entirely remotely now.

He told me his room mate is a masseuse and uses a studio downtown for some appointments but they've also made the 3rd master suite of their unit into a private massage and special shared space for both of them. Next, he took me out onto his deck and pointed out guys and ladies working from the pool area on their laptops and in the complex's courtyard and main building patio. I guess he's right and being a stay at home wife I just hadn't realized how popular the working remotely thing has become.

So anyhow, we were sitting at his table looking out onto the tropically landscaped common area of his complex and there was a beautiful breeze even though it was in the low 80's outside, it was nice but hardly enough for me to ignore how handsome and charming he was or how good he smelled. My god he smelled so damned good!

Chris was wearing blue slacks that I imagine had to be tailored to show off his muscular thighs and his white polo shirt also accentuated a physique that must require a lot of discipline and hard work to maintain. His chest was absolutely impressive and his nipples were obviously paying their compliments to the cool breeze too.

Meanwhile, here I was in just leggings and fashionable sports top with built in bra support like I was out on my way to a Pilates class. And oh, lookie there, my nipples are pointing at his apparently, great! Thanks body for embarrassing me again!

When we finally got down to business Chris talked me through a questionnaire and took notes but eventually it just became more of a casual conversation. It was all centered around what types of trips I like best and why, what foods I like, do I like mountains or beaches, historical places or big city life and shopping trips, what types of art and culture I like and things of that sort.

I remembered how strongly Alana pushed me to seek out his travel advice and now I see why. He told me how awesome Alana is and that she's been using his services for a couple years and he really enjoys taking care of her. He said she's also a regular massage client of his roommates and he encouraged me to try his roommates massage services as well.

Chris told me he thought he had enough to put together some ideas for me and he'd like to meet again in 2-3 days so he could present them to me. I told him that would be great and Friday was good for him and we set a second appointment for Friday at 2pm.

Chris also asked me if it would be okay for him to text me in-between in case he had a follow-up question he hadn't thought to ask yet and I said of course it would but let him know that I put my phone on do not disturb at 9:00 every night until 7am. He said if he was texting me after nine it probably wouldn't be a travel question then he caught himself and apologized for the comment. I laughed it off but was secretly totally flattered that this young stud just clearly flirted with me. At least I think he did.

I won't lie and say that later on thoughts of Chris and his cologne didn't wander around in the curious corners of my mind. Alana's "easy on the eyes" description was an understatement. There was something in Chris' voice that didn't hit me earlier but all of a sudden I ran back the conversation in my head and realized his tone when mentioning "taking care of Alana" had totally changed and then he caught it and snapped back into his professional persona. It made me wonder now if there was something a little naughty behind the curtain between those two.

I tried to deny that I was excited about my next appointment with Chris but I knew I was because I was very motivated to go to the gym and tanning booth three times in the two days before seeing Chris again. The gym, for me, can sometimes be where I work off other frustrations during dry spells so maybe it was self-serving.

At lunchtime on Thursday, Alana called me and asked me what I thought about Chris and of course I knew she wanted me to dish about how attractive he is. And I did. She told me that she had talked to him and he had told her how good I looked in my leggings and that I had the body of a 30 year old. I was so shocked to hear that him and her were talking about me and especially my body but my neglected ego did appreciate the attention. She joked that she was disappointed that his first compliment wasn't about my hair but apparently he's more of a boobs and eyes guy.

Oddly, about an hour later I got a 24 hour prior appointment reminder text for my Friday appointment with Anders. I assumed it was an autonomously generated text but I replied "Yes, looking forward to it".

Apparently it wasn't AI, it was him because he immediately texted me "travel destination question: do you like crowded beaches so you can people-watch or secluded beaches where you can maybe wear a more risqué bikini if there's no way an acquaintance from home might see you?"

I thought how to answer that and finally decided on "depends on the mood, but right now the secluded one sounds great, are you saying I need to go bikini shopping?"

I saw the 3-dots flashing on my screen for what seemed like forever, then they disappeared and reappeared with the message said "You definitely should, we'll discuss it tomorrow. I am absolutely thrilled to see you again, I've done well at not texting you after 9pm but must admit that it's been tempting, see you tomorrow My Favorite Client."

I miss being flirted with like this, it is so exhilarating. I felt like a high school crush just gave me affirmation.

Friday comes and I went through my entire closet picking an outfit, I wanted to look hot but also casual so I didn't seem to eager about anything more than his travel advice.

But then again, I went to the gym again Friday morning to work out and tan, got a mani/pedi, showered, shaved and put my makeup on more like I do on a date night than for a business appointment. I was in denial about being beyond excited... and nervous.

I had on blue LuLuLemon shorts and a hot pink VS bra with a semi-sheer shirt over it, I felt sexy!

I almost chickened out three times between the car and Chris' front door. When he opened it I was pleasantly startled. He had on tight white jeans and my eyes were automatically drawn to a large bulge, and he had on a colorful silk looking button-up shirt. He looked amazing and of course he smelled so sexy and I took it all in when he hugged me, told me I looked fantastic and thanked me for coming back.

Chris got me a green tea, himself a coconut water and we sat down at the couch, he used the coffee table for his notebook and laptop as he cast his presentation material on the big screen TV. He was being very professional and I was wondering if I had been imagining all the chemistry between us. He also told me his roommate was home today but down at the pool so he apologized if he walks in while we're meeting.

Chris showed me what some mountain retreat destination vacations might look like and then he showed me some beach retreats. He did very well at applying my likes and dislikes because all his ideas were amazing. I really liked the small beach cottage type places and he had them broken down into and affordable and spoil yourself categories. He showed me a really cool option where I can go to seaside locations and stay on really nice boats in the marina overnight while enjoying the restaurants and clubs within walking distance. He also had another folder he'd put together that he didn't open yet, it was called "lifestyle vacations."

The green tea got the better of my tiny bladder and I asked Chris if I could use the ladies room. He apologized to me that I'd have to use his master bath and I told him I'm sure it was fine. He walked me to the double-doors of his bedroom, opened them for me like a gentleman and pointed me across to the master bathroom.

His interior designer was impressive and Chris is the cleanest guy I have ever seen, I quickly joked in my mind that it's so clean and well-decorated that he might be gay but discharged the idea just as quickly. I noticed an art piece over his bed that was a bit erotic but didn't stare because he was still standing by the door so I told myself to take a better look on my way out. I also realized he must be watching my ass so I tried to make sure my walk advertised a feature I work out really hard to keep firm.

I did my business and freshened up then opened the bathroom door just enough so I could check out the painting in his bedroom. It was detailed in parts but abstract in others but it was definitely one male in the center with a man and woman at each side of him paying special oral attention to his very large and thick penis, I mean like really big and really thick. It was very detailed with veins and hair stubble in just the right places. I found it to be so erotic, and classy, and raunchy, all at the same time. I was perplexed. A noise in the living room startled me and I snapped out of my art appreciation trance and returned to the living room.

I told Chris his house is so clean and well decorated and asked if he did it himself or hired a decorator. He humbly admitted that he did it all himself for the most part then looked at me, paused and said he was sorry if the painted photo over his bed offended me. I told him not to be ridiculous and that I was absolutely impressed by it but asked what did he mean by "painted photo?"

Chris explained to me that that was a photograph in the background that was painted over so in some places you're looking at the photograph and in some you are seeing the painted brushwork. He said it was a gift from an Italian married artist couple he had sort of dated for about a year, the husband was a photographer and the wife was a painter. He said when they had to move out of the country that they wanted to capture one of our dates and give him the art to remember them by.

I held my finger up and sat there processing what he just said then said "I'm sorry, 1: did you just say that you dated a married couple for a year? And 2: so that would that mean that the Adonis looking male in the middle is you, like alllll of you. Am I right?"

Chris was embarrassed and apologized saying he should have had me use the 3rd bathroom but he wasn't sure how his roommate had left the studio after an appointment last night.

I told him "Excuse me young man, you didn't answer my questions!" (I guess I was trying to project some sort of authority over him in order to get my questions answered)

Chris said "Yes and yes Ma'am (and he winked at me), let's get back to business before I get in trouble and scare you off."

I felt my body temperature rising, especially between my legs and my nipples were about to rip holes through my bra and shirt. I asked Chris if I can have another drink, maybe something stronger if he has it. He laughed, said thank you and made me a vodka/cranberry on ice. I took two big sips right away and felt the cool liquid running through me. It felt good but cautioned myself that it might have been a risky idea if it hits me and I started sharing my thought's too much.

We are seated again and Chris says "I'm going to try to ask you this cautiously, I really hope I don't cross a line..... I don't know all your circumstances or desires but you said you'd be doing some of these trips alone, when you do so, may I ask if your intent is to stay alone or might you be interested in lifestyle retreats or cruises?"

I asked him what he was getting at. He said I'm trying not to pry into your personal life or offend you but a woman of your looks, with your body would be very popular at some resorts like the lifestyle resort in Jamaica or the Pineapple Lifestyle Cruises that take place several times a year, there's even a local hotel about 45 minutes from here that's been nicely renovated into a lifestyle weekend getaway staycation and weekend night club type of place.

He opened the mystery file folder and cast some images from the resort and cruises he was talking about and it was all barely dressed or nude couples lounging by or in a pool or on the beach and very sexy dressed parties drinking and dancing in a club.

Just as he says this the front door opens and his roommate walks in. Chris minimized the presentation before the roommate could see it thankfully. His roommate is also very tan, fit and lean, he has a swimmers body and I'm seeing almost all of it since he's carrying his towel and wearing only a white speedo swimsuit. He must be pretty well endowed also because I can see the outline of his penis wrapped up towards his right hip.

Chris introduces us and Alex shakes my hand and apologizes for interrupting us then excuses himself to get ready for his next massage appointment. As he walks away he tells me if I ever want a great massage to get his number from Chris or if I've never had a 4-hand massage I have to try one because him and Anders have all 5-star reviews.

All I can think is "is everyone in this building gorgeous and well-endowed?" because so far from my observation it appears so. Wow, just imagine those two young studs both massaging me from head to toe, that would have to be an incredible experience with their big hands roaming all over my body.

Chris tries to draw me back from my fog to the lifestyle vacation pitch on the TV presentation.

I see on my watch that Alana is texting me saying "Alex also says you're a smoking hot MILF too, you go girl".

I'm wondering what the heck is the dynamic with Alana and these guys.

I finally remember Chris question and tell him that I wasn't looking for swingers vacation ideas but I do appreciate him thinking I'd be popular at them. I did say that I do occasionally enjoy a nice quiet nude beach but have never seriously considered a lifestyle vacation.

Chris quickly quipped "but you have jokingly considered it.... noted!"

Chris tells me he's not trying to lead me to a lifestyle change but just threw it out there because as a travel agent some of those places or cruises reach out to him from time to time with super low special offers. He said they need sexy fun females to visit their resort or cruise to keep the female to male ratio appropriate and hot open-minded married women are very popular at such events. He said they sometimes recruit women for specific themed events too like cougar weekends, interracial parties, Cuckold events etc.

I thought wait a minute..... Alana's "almost free Jamaican vacation!"

I'll save this inquiry for my next chat with her, I don't want to put Chris in a spot to dish on her.

Chris continued in telling me MILF's like me are always in high demand. (I blushed because I found out what a MILF was when my husband shared that he overheard an employee telling his co-workers that the Boss' wife was a total MILF (then he explained to me that it meant Mother I'd Like to Fuck).

I asked Chris what a Cuckold event is and he explains to me it's where the husband and wife are in the lifestyle and have an agreement that the wife can sleep with other men but the husband stays monogamous and loyal to only his wife. The wife may let him watch or participate or maybe she doesn't but she always comes back to him and at least tells him all about it. There's many dynamics to how it works out for each couple but from what he's seen the couples are still very much in love.

I stand up and walk over to Chris' bedroom door and point to the art over the head of his bed and ask "is this what Cuckolding looks like?"

He laughs and says "we'll sort of, there were many times that we got together and I was her Bull and her husband was her or our Cuckold but there were many times it was just her and I too and she ran home to tell her husband and have him reclaim her."

I asked "What was the vibe on this particular time?"

Ummmmm........ okay, she made him set up his cameras and he took sexy boudoir pics of her and I being intimate then she had him switch to video and invited him join us. She loved to mentally control him and make him touch me and suck me until I was my hardest then she'd make him guide me into her as I took her. She'd have him watch and take more pictures or sometimes sit outside the door and listen while the video camera recorded it for his viewing pleasure later.

This particular moment was a still photo they made from the video while they were both pleasuring me orally, it was so hot and intense and she thought it was a good representation of our special friendship. They were such a fun couple to hang out with, I sure do miss them.

I said "I bet, it sure looks it." I looked at Chris' crotch and he was apparently getting erect, I could see the shape of his shaft and even make out the head through his pants. I had a lot of thoughts running through my mind that I know I shouldn't be having so I asked if I could use the rest room again.

When I got the privacy I needed I texted Alana back with one hand and rubbed my clit with the other. I asked her what the fuck she got me into. She replied it's nothing but travel help if I want it. However.... if you wish to learn about his other "special services" just walk back out there and turn the pineapple on the coffee table upside down, Chris will take it from there and give you something that you can't even imagine and I can't describe.

I don't think I could do what she was suggesting but I was definitely feeling spicy. My panties were soaked so I took them off and then I felt adventurous and took my bra off too.

My nipples were practically holding my thin shirt up by themselves. I pinched them anyhow just for good measure and because it felt amazing before walking out there. As I walked through his bedroom I decided to have some fun so I left my moist panties and bra in his bathroom. I also took a picture of his piece of art with my phone so I could refer back to it later when I was alone.

I walked back out into the living room and was surprised that Chris had changed into running shorts and a tank top. He said "I hope you don't mind but I'm going to go the gym after our appointment so I got ready while you were in there."

Chris made zero effort to hide staring at my newly freed and very excited nipples. I followed his lead and made it obvious I was staring at the bulge in his thin running shorts. He said I think we lost focus on our travel discussion, we can reconvene that topic at another time if you wish. You were in there a bit so I took the liberty of making you another tea and another vodka/cranberry in case you'd like either. Each had a slice of pineapple in it and I stared at the pineapple ornament that Alana mentioned and I was seriously curious about what would happen IF I flipped it over.

Chris got my attention again and told me he texted the artist couple and asked them if it was okay to show a new client friend the complete set of pictures & videos that he told me they took that day and they said it was okay. He asked me if I wanted to see them.

I probably answered him way too quickly and my voice cracking made me feel stupid. He poured us both a shot of Carribean rum and he toasted our drink with "to the sexy curious lady with the alluring smokey eyes".

Then I thought twice and stopped Chris from reaching for the remote. I told him "you understand I'm happily married right?"

He replied "Yes I do Marie. *long intense pause* Sometimes I meet a very special type of client and she or they, in the case of my artistic couple, have special and specific needs beyond just vacation destinations. I am blessed with a talent for fulfilling those special needs with extreme discretion and understanding. Our mutual friend Alana must know you well and thought you might require services beyond my very legit travel agent skills so she sent you to me. I truly am looking forward to being your travel agent and finding you some awesome get away destinations for you or you AND your husband. I would also be very excited to provide you with ANY other services you may desire, have you seen anything that interests you?"

"I saw the painting, that interests me" and I tried to laugh away the tension in the room.

Chris wasn't trying to settle me down, I could hear it in his voice as he asked "Do you think your husband has an interest in sharing you, me having you or being Cuckolded?"

"I don't know, many years ago he mentioned having a fantasy of sharing me with another man, let's just say I'm newly intrigued."

"Marie, I'm trying to read you..... your eyes and your body language are definitely sending a highly charged erotic message but I can definitely sense an apprehension about you. May I please ask you something very personal? You don't have to answer it if it makes you too uncomfortable. I'll make it easy and ask you two questions so if you're uncomfortable with one you can just answer the other instead and I'll know I was going down the wrong path and I'll reel it back in and we can talk about travel. Okay?"

"Marie: 1. Are you curious about my dick or thinking about your husband right now? orrrrr

2: What's your favorite color?"

I was staring at the form of his dick clearly visible through his track shorts and felt my teeth pulling in my lower lip. I was obviously an easy read and my body was working against my conscience. I tried to buy time by joking that that sounded like three questions to me.

Chris said "look at me Marie, there were only two questions, can you tell me what my second question was?"

I honestly couldn't remember, not even a clue of what it could have been.

Chris stood up and said "Okay, enough of this!" He pulled his tank top over his head while telling me to close my eyes.

For some reason I obediently did as he said.

I heard him shuffling around then it all got so quiet you could hear a pin drop. His fingers of one hand lightly touched my chin and he traced lines all around my face, it felt so soft and nice and of course his cologne was still exciting me too. He eventually ran his fingers over my lips and after a moment that seemed like forever my subconscious must have goaded me to open my mouth and suck his finger in. A moment later a second finger and I was licking and sucking them trying to be as sexy as I could.

Chris whispered to me saying "Ok sexy, open your eyes."

I never stopped giving his fingers a blowjob but I gasped as my eyes opened and the thickest biggest penis I have ever seen in real life was inches in front of my face. It almost seemed unreal compared to my limited mental library of the male penis.

Chris was completely nude. He told me to give him my free hand so I raised it to him and he guided it to hold his dick. My fingers couldn't wrap all the way around it and I was in awe and the weight of it. Chris placed his free hand around mine and squeezed. I felt his shaft harden even more in our mutual grip. "We" began to slowly stroke it.

Meanwhile I'm now slobbering all over his two fingers as he moves closer and starts to rub the head of his cock on my face lightly. The skin stretched over the head of it feels so soft, almost like velvet. He's tracing lines with it all around my face. He goes over my eyes, across my forehead. Down my cheeks and even uses the monster to lift my chin so I'm looking up into his eyes. He takes his hand off the shaft of his dick so now it's only my hand rubbing the soft head all over my face.

This is so amazing, so erotic.

Chris pulls his fingers from my mouth, puts them to his mouth and sucks them clean, I look up and watch him intently.

He stares down at me and says "now try again.... answer question 1, are you thinking about my big dick or your husband, orrrrr question 2, what's your favorite color?"

During him repeating question 2; I lean in and kiss the soft head of his dick and tease his peehole with the tip of my tongue. I kiss it a second time wrapping my lips around the head more this time. I hold his heavy slab of meat up and lick the underside up and down then look up at this Adonis and say "I can't even remember my husband's name right now. With that admission finally out in the air I open my mouth wide and take as much of Chris' big thick cock in my mouth as I can. (*BAM* I can't deny that I'm cheating now). I hold him in my mouth, relax and take even more, then look up into his eyes not sure if he can tell I'm smiling.

This guy is a pro, he has me feeling like my whole body is being poked by a thousand pins and I'm the one giving him attention now. This is completely new to me.

Chris says "that's right Baby, be selfish, take what you need, you deserve to be happy AND satisfied!"

I swear I'm having an out of body experience as I hear myself breathlessly say "That's what I'm talking about" slurp slurp "I had no idea!"

Chris says "I take it the hubby isn't as fortunate as me?"

Slurp breathe "Not even close" slurp, gag, moan.

I can't ever remember feeling such a sense of pure lust for the act of sucking dick but I was definitely feeling it now. I couldn't fit enough of him in my mouth, I wanted it all but there was just no way.

Chris looked down at me and said "Mmmmm looks like I found a hungry little wife! Here Baby, let me take over for a minute and scratch that itch."Then he placed his big hands on each side of my head and said "Open that throat Baby, I'm gonna fuck that neglected married throat, it's okay to show me that inner slut you don't let out at home. You're in a safe space, I won't judge you."

I am so into hearing my slurping, gagging and moaning as well as the sensation of having more cock in my mouth than ever in my life that I didn't realize that Alex had walked out and was watching us. I was startled when I heard his voice saying "oh she's into you Bud, look at her go. Is she a desperate housewife?"

I tried to pull away when I heard Alex but Chris held my head in place and didn't miss a stroke of fucking my face as he tells Alex "This one's special Bro, a real high class client, she's just hungrier than she realized is all."

Alex said "I'd love to watch this show all day you two but I have a massage client on her way so would you two mind taking it elsewhere?"

Chris kept going for at least a minute then said okay as he let go of the grip on my head and pulled his big wet dick back from my mouth. I gasped for a deep breath as he told me to stand up and take all my clothes off. I'm sure the concern of Alex staring at me was evident on my face and Anders controlled me by snapping his fingers and pointing to the middle of the room. I moved to that spot and started to take my top off remembering I was already braless.

Chris said "show my roomy the sexy body you were teasing me with, show him those big hard nipples Baby." Now he moved up behind me and hugged me from behind taking each breast in his hand and lifting them as he squeezed both nipples.

He told Alex, "She's sexy as hell isn't she!" and Alex smiled ear to ear and agreed. Chris whispered in my ear "Now slide those shorts off Baby, I want you to show our friend the whole beautiful package!"

I was suddenly very happy that I upped my grooming habits this morning and shaved myself smooth with the exception of a thin landing strip tuft of my dark pubic hair.

Alex walked closely up to me and quietly says "Mmmmmm look at those sexy tan lines, you are sexy as hell and you should see the lust in your eyes right now." He reached down and slid his finger between my pussy lips, traced a line up my torso, over my breast around my nipple and into my mouth.

I've never felt so vulnerable and exposed, I was nervous but turned on beyond my imagination. I've never been the subject of two men's desire. He put his fingers back down over my clit and between my swollen pussy lips again then he sucked my shiny juice off his own finger and said "Mmmmm you are a tasty vixen, maybe some day Chris will let me have my own fun with you."

Then he turned away and walked back to the massage studio room.

Chris was still behind me and said "lead the way Sexy." I reached behind my back and wrapped my hand around his cock again, it was pressed up against my back and felt so warm on my skin, I led him to his bedroom by his cock.

I was dying to make out with this sexy man! He kicked the door shut as we walked into his room and I heard Alex yell "thank you, have fun".

At the foot of his bed I turned to face him. This man's body was what you see on the cover of romance novels with muscle tone and a complete even dark tan. He was muscular but not too much, tanned all over but not too much and he was completely shaven down there but had the sexiest chest hair.

I slowly ran my fingertips up his chest to his face. He kissed them and I could hold back anymore as I pulled his face to mine. His lips were soft, he ran his fingers up my back and parted my hair with them as his big masculine hand held the back of my head. The kiss started soft and passionate but in no time the intensity was at that high school back seat of the car level. I had his heavy cock in my grip again and was squeezing him hard. His kiss wandered to my neck, then he was sucking on my ear which totally gets me turned on. I whisper to him that I needed him so bad, I needed to feel him inside me.

Chris lifted my chin with his finger and asked me "you will Sexy, you want to be my married nymph? You ready to be taken?"

I moaned "Yes, I need to know what you feel like in me." He teased me by sticking his tongue out but denying me from sucking it in my mouth. He finally allowed me and I tried to suck it in and out like it was a miniature dick. He said someone needs the real thing again and guided me down to my knees, I didn't need to wait for him to tell me anything, I dove mouth first at his big dick. I gripped it at the base with my right hand and held his big smooth balls in my left hand.

I was licking and sucking on him like a mad woman. He stopped me and told me to switch hands. I asked him if I was doing something wrong and he said no and that's when I realized he liked seeing my wedding ring on the hand around his cock.

This man is evil, he is as skilled at physically arousing me as he is at mentally turning me on like I've never felt before.

He sat back on the foot of the bed and intently watched me working on him. I worked his shaft for a bit but my jaw was getting sore trying to take him in so I switched down to his balls. He was so clean shaven, they were big young clean smelling balls and I loved looking up at him and hearing him moaning.

I asked him if he wanted me as well and he moaned "yes, the minute you walked in I started picturing you naked."

I loved hearing that.

I went back to work on the head of his dick. He tasted and smelled so good and I must be doing something right because he is oozing the sweetest tasting precum I've ever earned.

When my mouth started getting tired I stroked him. He made me play with the precum with the tip of my tongue. I guess my excitement was quite evident because he asked me if I was having fun.

Chris layed his torso back on the bed for a few minutes and while his upper body was no longer blocking my view I again saw the art over his bed. As I was between this studs legs licking and sucking the same well endowed penis that is in the painting I was imagining what must transpired to have gotten them into this same position I'm enjoying now and how much they both seem to be enjoying Chris together. I easily understand how they were so drawn to him.

I rubbed and rolled his hard meat covered with the most amazing soft skin all over my face and down my neck and chest slapping my breasts with it the making a trail of his precum connect his dick to each of my my nipples. Then I dove back on it and filled my throat until I had to release him and gasp for a breath.

I stood up and cautiously bent his dick forward over the edge of the bed. I moved towards him and rubbed the head of his rock hard huge member between my legs against my pussy lips. They were swollen and on fire, I gyrated my lips back and forth using his hardness to rub myself. My clit was so hard it was protruding outside my lips and that rarely happens or at least hasn't happened in years.

With a note to complete sincerity in his voice Chris told me I was welcome to use him however I wanted to pleasure myself. Chris made me switch hands again so my ring finger hand was pulling at my nipples and my other hand was manipulating his dick to rub my pussy. His dick was soaked with my juices, I could smell my sex and hear my juicy pussy sloshing across his erection. I was so turned on.

We are definitely not going to need any lube!

Chris was sucking on my nipples moaning and saying how hard I got him. My nipples were sooo hard and sensitive and he was putting the perfect amount of pressure on them, it felt amazing!

Chris said "Baby, I'm not your husband, this isn't going to be the married couples love-making session you're used too. You can go home and get that. That's not what I'm sensing you need anyhow. At this moment you're a married cheating slut, embrace it, have fun with it, we can do those nasty things you were always afraid to do with your husband or previous lovers. I'm going to take you gently at first, I don't want to hurt you, but once you can handle it I'm going to smash and pound that pretty little classy pussy like you've never imagined. You'll cum, I'll make sure of it..... you will cum hard!"

I've never been spoken to like this, it caught me off-guard but he wasn't wrong and I kind of liked it being pointed out to me. I have many times wanted to be Slutty but held back because I felt I was supposed to stay within the Mom/Wife expectations. Chris just made apparent that I was in a safe space with him to throw caution to the wind and just selfishly have fun with his extremely hot body.

I looked at Chris intently while I was thinking then we both leaned in and made out like we were trying to eat each other's tongues. He literally took my breath away, I had to gasp just to say "I want that big young dick so bad, please fuck me Baby. It turns you on that I'm married doesn't it Baby..... gooood! Then take my married pussy, smash it, pump it full of your young seed. Do it now please!!!"

In a flash Chris had picked me up and flipped me onto the bed so I was in the doggy position. He pushed down on my back and lifted up on my hips. I felt so exposed knowing my pussy was popping right out there on display for practically a stranger. A stranger that was about to go where no man other than my husband has gone for the past 30 years.

Anders rubbed and massaged my ass cheeks and said I had such a hot ass. I loved it. He rubbed his big fat cock between my lips and asked me if I was ready to get fucked.

I said yes.

He smacked my ass and said "Nope, doesn't sound like you are."

I said louder "Yes! Fuck me Baby!"

He said "No ma'am, I'm not convinced yet."

I yelled out "Please take me! Please Baby, make me your Slut! I'm giving you all my married pussy Baby, take it.... It's all yours!"

I must have at least convinced him enough to give me the head but even at just that my pussy knew something different and extraordinary was happening. I was gyrating and lucky for me, my body was kicking into overdrive producing its own lube.

Chris said "Mmmmmm that's sexy, your cheating pussy is drooling for new dick, I better not disappoint it."

I didn't see that happening.

He would push into me until he felt how tight I was then he'd rest there and just slightly move to bump against the resisting muscle. It felt so sensual.

Then Chris would withdraw and rub his length between my swollen sensitive lips and across my hard clit before pushing into me again and giving me a little more of his amazing tool. I was quickly realizing that his girth might be the bigger issue.

He was stretching me and once I passed the initial discomfort I knew I was going to really love that sensation. He was coaching me to just relax and let my body show me what it needs. He had my hip in one hand and was guiding his cock into me with the other. For a minute he reached around me and rubbed my clit between his fingers and lightly patted it, my clit liked that a lot.

I remembered how turned on he got seeing my wedding band so I licked my finger and slipped it off. I reached up around my back and placed it on my spine on my lower back just above my ass. With his first few inches tightly inside me he took the hand guiding his cock and lightly traced a line up to the ring. As his talented fingers brushed across my asshole I quivered uncontrollably. I'd swear his fingertips were charged with electricity, I loved it.

Chris ran that finger up to my wedding ring, he took it and slid it back down the same route over my asshole. He was up to something but I couldn't tell what since he was behind me. He withdrew his dick so only the tip was just parting my lips and held it there. He paused and the only parts of our bodies touching was his tip to my lips.

He chuckled and then his phone landed on the bed beside my face.

There was a pic on his phone of my wedding ring resting on his cock, his cock was shiny with my juices and my parted pussy lips were definitely super wet. As I was looking at the pic Chris grabbed both of my hips firmly and he pushed himself into me. The sensation of being filled like never before completely took my breath away.

I heard my ring fall to the tile floor and instantly told myself to not forget to pick that up.

Chris was in me deep, deeper than any man had ever been. I wouldn't say it hurt but it was a bit uncomfortable for sure. He held me firm against him and said "Mmmmm I love tight little married pussies, your pussy is the best." I wasn't sure if he was talking about mine specifically right now or a collective group of us married women he's obviously enjoyed.

He slightly gyrated his hips causing his hard big dick to stir about inside me. It was so foreign to me and I was so into it. My pussy reacted by producing more lubrication for my stud. It felt like he was stirring up lava inside me. I reached under until I felt my puffy lips and his hardness between my fingers, I squeezed my fingers around his manhood so I could rub myself and him at the same time and I was also flexing my kegel muscles.

Chris slowly started pulling partially out then easing back in. He was praising me saying "Mmmmm good girl, get used to me so I can fuck you really good. So I can give you what you came here for."

My body accepting his girth much better now, I was moaning back "Mmmmm yes, you think I'm sexy? You like fucking an older married woman?"

My juices were soaking my hand as I felt him sliding in and out between my fingers.

He told me yes and it made me feel so desirable to have this fit gorgeous younger stud calling me sexy and hot.

He stopped pushing into me and just stood behind me. I wasn't sure what he was up to until he told me to use him and fuck myself.

I was trying to be all sensuous going slow and it did feel great but after a few minutes he smacked my ass hard and said boldly "I'm not your lame ass husband.... I said to fuck yourself like you need to be fucked, like you came here to get fucked!" And he smacked my ass hard three more times and I screamed as I did exactly like he said.

I started rocking my hips like a move I was taught in Pilates class and that was good for a minute but wasn't letting me feel his length so I changed it up and started rocking my whole body back onto Chris' rock hard dick.

Chris said "there we go, now the slut is coming out. Take it Slut, get you some of a real man's dick!"

I was loving how he filled me up but I still don't think I had every inch of him in me at the angle we were fucking. If I was doing this I was determined to do it right, I had to get the whole experience. I didn't ask Chris as is my typical way in sex with my husband, I told him I needed to ride his dick so I could take him deeper. I slammed and bounced my ass back off him several times then I dismounted and heard a sexy pop as he came out of me. As best I could threw him on his back with his dick sticking straight up and I straddled him.

I reached under myself and guided the tip of his cock to my wet pussy hole. I lowered myself quickly down onto him, I had to have it. He's right, this isn't sensual married sex, this is me sport-fucking a hot stud, might as well make the best of it. I was quickly stretched and filled to the brim. Without thinking about doing it I had pinched my nipples hard and was stretching them away from my chest. Chris hit my cervix and I instantly screamed and came like I have never cum before.

I convulsed and my hips gyrated rubbing the head of his cock all around my hard cervix. I could imagine seeing it pushing my button around inside me. I was uncontrollably screaming "oh god yes", "I love your big thick cock" and "thank you, thank you, thank you" over and over.

I didn't care who heard us, I was proud of what I was doing in this moment.

I love the riding position because I can rock my hips back and forth pretty fast and hard and even with my husbands MUCH smaller penis I can get myself off but with Chris' beast of a tool it's a next level experience. I would start to throw my hip action into gear and have an orgasm so intense I just looked up at the painting and shivered, then I'd do it again and another orgasm would rock my body, it was insane.

And the whole time whenever I was able to keep my eyes open the mesmerizing artwork of a husband and wife enjoying his beautiful cock was right in front of me. I could totally understand why it seemed like they were worshipping this Adonis of a sexual man.

I had to take a break after having enjoyed the most intense rolling orgasms of my life. While I was catching my breath I asked my amazing new stud how he got involved with the artist couple. I wanted to know if it started with the wife, the husband or both together.

He told me it started innocently with the wife, then got sexual, then after a while she brought the husband in just to watch. It eventually evolved into her at first making the husband watch then she started making him give Chris head before she and Chris had sex and he watched and it kept escalating from there.

Chris said the wife had a thing when she first started having sex with him that she loved to go home with a pussy or mouth full of cum and get her husband to unknowingly taste it.

I didn't really know what "escalated from there" meant and he seemed to be holding back on that part so I respected it.

He said that they got comfortable enough with it that they did go on a couple swingers lifestyle resort vacations. Chris did share that she enjoyed stopping by pretty often when she knew her husband was in a meeting or business trip so she could send him a new pic of her sucking or fucking without him. Chris said that him and her also had a mutual female friend that is a photographer on the side and sometimes came with to take the pics for her. Then he whispered to me "we too have that same mutual friend, it's Alana, your beloved hairdresser".

Even though I was suspicious of that, I was still shocked and tried to get more details but he refused to share his relationship with Alana.

Chris was sitting in the big cushioned chair in the corner and told me my break was over and was waving his dick at me. He said time for round two and told me to crawl up between his legs and clean all my cum off of his dick.

I got excited right away just looking at his big meat and got down on the floor and as sexy as I could I crawled up between my studs legs. He was stroking himself and told me to suck on his balls. I did as I was told and had fun like never before with a man's ball sack. I was pulling on it, squeezing them, sucking on each one and trying unsuccessfully to fit both of his big young balls in my mouth.

He called me a good slut and for the first time ever I considered it a sincere compliment. I was being a slut, I wanted to be a slut right now for my lover. I was moaning and soaking him in my saliva.

I looked up at my stud and asked him if his Slut could suck his big thick cock. He pushed it down towards my mouth and granted me permission. I slurped on his big member like I was starving. I was stroking him and taking him deep in my throat until I gagged and loving every inch of it and every nasty sound we were making.

I started cockslapping myself with his meat then fucking his cock with my throat. I rubbed my pussy and would stare at him as I licked my fingers clean then I'd finger myself again and push my fingers into his mouth.

I got so worked up at one point that I climbed up onto the chair he was sitting back in and put my feet on both arms of the chair, I pushed my pussy into his face and said "Momma needs some oral attention too." I was grinding my pussy against his face and the pussy sucking skills this manly man had were to die for. I had a slow building orgasm and announced loudly that I was cumming on his face.

As soon as I stopped twitching this badass man somehow reached up and flipped me about so I was facing the bedroom in the reverse cowgirl position while he impaled me with every inch of his big thick gift. He groaned as he buried every glorious inch up in me.

Chris said "Mmmm, look at your fine ass Baby... how's that feel? Bounce that sweet ass for me girl. How's that pussy feeling now with a real man inside you? You having any regrets Slut?"

I was grunting every time he impaled me on him and I was trying to grind on him when he bottomed out against my cervix.

He had my hips in his hands and he was controlling the pace and depth as he took and used my pussy for his pleasure. I was merely his sex toy for this particular moment in time.

I answered his questions (they were probably rhetorical though) in saying "It feels amazing, I love it! You're filling me up completely! Mmmm definitely no regrets, I need this!"

I added "please give me all that big young dick, take my married pussy Baby, be my Stud!"

We were both working up a sweat and making all kinds of noise as his body slammed into my wet pussy.

I'm not used to any kind of stamina from my husband and I've definitely never had sex of this intensity or lust. My husband would have been finished 3 minutes into the blowjob in the living room. I'm thinking this may be what sex is supposed to be like.

We got into a mutual rhythm that felt perfect. Chris' hands are all over me and I love it. My own hands are roaming too giving attention to my nipples and gripping Chris' big smooth balls. I wrapped my hands around his ball sack and stretched it away from his body, he loved it. He reached up and ran his fingers through my hair then twisted my hair so he could grip it well and he pulled back on it so my head was staring at the ceiling. He was pulling me down onto his dick by my hair and saying "yeah, there's the nasty little Slut I knew you were hiding. Take that dick Baby, give me all that unfaithful pussy. Who's my Slut?"

"I'M YOUR SLUT, PLEASE DON'T STOP FUCKING ME, I NEED YOUR BIG COCK SO BAD, I'M YOUR SLUT BABY, I'LL GLADLY CHEAT ON MY HUSBAND FOR YOUR BIG COCK!"

Chris tells me he's going to make me a big dick addict and ruin me for average little dicks like my Hubbies.

All I could do is moan and grunt as he filled me up with every thrust, I was thinking he's right and he may already have done just that.

We were slightly interrupted by a knock at his door and Alex yelling through the door that him and his massage client were leaving now and that he'd be back in a three or four hours. I heard a female voice with him, I'm sure I heard her giggling then we heard the front door open and close.

As I slowly gyrated on my stud I asked him, does that mean we've been going at it for the whole hour he massaged her. He said "Yep, and then some."

That blew my mind, my husband and I have probably never had sex for more than 20 minutes, and that usually includes the foreplay.

I pointed to the artwork and said "no wonder they're worshipping your impressive cock."

Chris said "you really like the painting don't you! Is it art appreciation or the idea of you and your husband being in their place that you like so much?"

I replied "oh, it's definitely both! But let's get back to focusing on the right now for right now please." And with that I started grinding on his cock and rubbing my engorged clit.

Chris sat back and watched me grinding on him for a couple minutes as I was trying to be all sexy. He kept rubbing my ass and complimented on how sexy it looked. I leaned back onto him, kept rocking my hips and turned my head so we could make out. I told him he's a sexy beast and had me so turned on. He reached around and was massaging my breasts and playing with my nipples until one hand slid down and joined mine in rubbing my clit. Another orgasm was building and right when I announced that Chris pushed me up off him and said "nope.... denied!"

He pushed me up onto my feet and thinking it was what was expected of me I spun around and dropped to my knees and tried to get his cock in my mouth. He laughed about my automatic response as he stood and lifted me upright.

One moment I was on my knees, a second later he had me to my feet and another second he had lifted me up so high in the air that my pussy was at his face. He kissed my landing strip of hair, it was matted down due to all our sex juices, he sucked on my pussy for what was probably 3 minutes but seemed like a half hour then he lowered me down his body. He managed to adjust so he had his arms under my knees and lowered me so my pelvis felt him inserting himself in what I imagine must be a wide open pussy in this position.

I was physically and figuratively completely in his hands. I've never felt so vulnerable. I wrapped my arms around his neck and braced myself as I felt him taking me again. He was stretching me good like this, I didn't mean to but I bit down on the bulging muscle on his shoulder in response.

He was trying to relax me with a smooth gentle voice saying "there you go wifey, let me have all of you, let me show you what a real man feels like deep up inside that sweet wet pussy, give it up, let Daddy have all of you."

The Daddy comment struck me as a little odd but fit right in with him trying to comfort and relax me so I kind of liked it.

I was kissing his neck and sucking his ear lobes and said "yes Daddy, please use every fiber of me, I'm all yours Daddy, please fuck me like a nasty Slut. It's your pussy now Daddy."

I tried moving my hips for him but he told me to not worry about it and he'd take care of everything.

He started moving me up and down on him and once I adapted to the extreme stretch he had me in I was really liking this position. My body started reacting to it too and I felt like I was creaming on his dick, something I hadn't done since I was with a high school boyfriend. Chris felt it too and said "look at you, my little nasty slut is getting all creamy for us."

I was breathing heavy and really getting into it and Chris started to walk about the room carrying me without stopping fucking me somehow. This man is impressive in every way. At one point he pinned me against the wall and pounded into me, I really got off to that. Then he took me over to the sliding door that looks out onto his bedroom balcony and he had me throw the blinds wide open. He held me up in the air bouncing on his big dick knowing anyone that walked by and looked up or was across in the next condo building could see us. I liked the thought of putting on a show... a lot!

Hey, don't judge, I was super proud of my travel agent!

Finally he walked us over to the side of the bed and he lowered me down onto it then grabbed my thighs and pulled me to the edge so my swollen pussy was right there completely available to him.

He extended my legs and spread them as wide as possible and instructed me to stay just like that.

He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit rubbing my well fucked pussy, he teased my hole with just the tip then pulled back and rubbed between my lips again. It felt electric and made me jump when he lifted his big thick cock up and let his heavy slab of man meat slap down on my clit. He saw my reaction so he grabbed his thick cock again and repeatedly slapped my clit with it and I wiggled and giggled every time.

He went back to teasing me with just the tip then he asked me if I was ready and of course I said yes. I wanted him again so badly!

I looked down and was surprised to see my clit sticking up all swollen and bright red like never before.

Chris pushed my legs so that I bent my knees and pulled my thighs back up against me. He told me to hold them back just like that so I did just as he directed.

He reached over to the dresser to grab his phone and picked something up off the floor. Oh yeah, my wedding band had fallen down there way back when we started this.

Chris took my wedding band and placed it around my big aroused clit then he got down low, told me to spread my legs wider and look down between my legs towards him.

If I was thinking straight I'd have protested him taking pictures but I was sex drunk and it didn't even cross my mind.

I know what looks sexy so I did the smoky eyes and lip bite look for my hot and hung photographer. Surprisingly, I was actually excited to be the object of his picture.

He took the pic and seemed quite pleased with it. So much so that he started having fun and took pics with my ring hanging from my big hard nipple, with it on the head of his dick as his dick parted my pouting swollen pink pussy lips as if he was pushing the ring into me with his dick. Finally he put the camera and my ring aside on the nightstand and promised to return his attention to my hungry pussy.

He had me holding my knees back and spread wide again. He was slapping his heavy cock against my lips saying "look at my new friend.... with benefits, legs spread wide, that married pussy just waiting for a cock to take it, to use it, to fuck you like the dirty little cheating Slut you are!"

I was moaning to his words when he took my breath away by pushing my legs back even further and plunging every glorious inch of his Alpha manhood balls deep into me. All I could do was lie there, grunt and take it. And that's exactly what I did.

The beast in Chris was awaken and he started pounding away at my pussy. He had me feeling so stretched and full then he's pull all the way out only long enough for me to feel the void inside my pussy then he'd shove it back in and watch my eyes roll back in my head. The sounds coming from my pussy and both of us were out of this world. He took me over and over. I screamed I was cumming at one point and all he said was "I don't care!" as he continued to work my pussy over.

He was like a wild animal and in his fucking frenzy had my knees pinned to the mattress beside my ears. I was literally folded in half with a close up view of my pussy taking every inch of my lovers hard cock as he pile drives his hardness down into me.

Chris sweat was dripping down on me, which would normally gross me out but in this moment I was loving it. It wasn't even perspiration in my mind, it was more like our sex juices. Chris looked at me with a hyper-lustful look in his eyes and he said. "Yeah, I fucking love taking your married pussy! You want my cum Slut? You ready to take a real man's load?"

I begged him to cum for me and he smashed my pussy so hard with all his weight driving deep into me that I exploded and I felt my pussy shaking and gripping his big cock.

Chris grunted ridiculously loud and I felt his cock swell and burst inside me. It was like a jet of hot lava hitting my cervix and deepest pussy wall and between my own orgasm muscles and his jet of cum, it was as if he propelled his cock right out of me.

Once out of me, he grabbed it and stroked it as he shot rope after rope of cum down over my body. The first of it hit right across my gaping pussy and swollen lips, the rest he pointed down at my folded up body splashing down on the underside of my boob and then he found what, judging by the smile on his face, was his intended target... my face.

I don't swallow for my husband but I tried opening my mouth to catch Chris' cum but I was only minimally successful. I did get enough in my mouth though to taste his sex and it was so deliciously hot and sweet. He managed to shoot two ropes and a few extra drops he squeezed out across my face with much of it on my cheek and upper lip.

My view looking up at my sex god was so hot with him breathing like broke a new PR running sprints while squeezing his shiny cream covered cock down towards me, his sweaty body glistening in the sunlight from the open blinds.

He held me there in place, telling me not to move, and he grabbed the phone and wedding ring again. He pushed my wedding ring into the cum so my pussy lips held it in place with cum all over my pussy and the ring and he took a picture while smiling like he was crazy. Once he was happy with his work he took the cum-covered ring out from between my pussy lips and presented it to my mouth and said "you should clean this off and put it back on" and he winked at me.

I made my tongue pointy and stuck it out at him and he placed it around the top of my tongue. I took it in my mouth and cleaned it up tasting the delicious flavor of my studs seed again before putting it back on my finger.

Chris dismounted and unfolded me before he sat back in the big leather corner chair, his cock was only half hard now and hanging beautifully over the front cushion of the chair. His cock was shining with our mutual sex juices coating it and it looked perfect. I grabbed his phone and took a picture of my new favorite person in all his pride and glory and asked him to text it to me later. His pose looked like an invitation and I accepted it by moving down so I was sitting on the floor between his legs.

I worshipped his manhood by slowly and sensuously kissing his softening dick and balls all over. I held his cock in my mouth without moving and just stared up at my new friend (with hung benefits).

Chris looked very relaxed with a huge smirk on his face. We enjoyed the moment for a few minutes until he was fully flaccid in my mouth. Then I entertained him by sucking it in and out playfully. He laughed and asked me "so do you see yourself needing my extra services on a more regular basis Ma'am?"

I looked up at him with a sexy smile and said "Oh I absolutely do Sir!"

He smiled and said good, maybe next time I'll take you into the "3rd bedroom", the way he said it was mysterious, like there was some next level shenanigans that can only happen in the "3rd bedroom". Or maybe I was just reading too much into it. Nah, he is definitely up to something and I bet I'm going to love it.

After I dressed and left his place I sat in my car running what just happened through my head.

You'd think I was contemplating the ramifications of what I had just done but instead I was just thinking I have never ever felt so physically satisfied in my life. Yep, I was addicted already and knew I'd be back for more sessions.