Hotwife Tiia Pt. 05

Firstly, save yourself from the grief and do not read this story if you don't like cuckold stories.

This is the fifth part in the Hotwife Tiia series. If you haven't read the earlier parts, I encourage you to do so. I've been editing this part for a long time, and I apologize for the delay. Those of you who are interested in reading more about the characters Jakob and Miranda, there will be a spin-off story about them in the near future. Tiia's Hotwifing adventures will continue with one more part.

As always, all characters are over 18. Please leave feedback and vote. Thank you.

***

It was the beginning of May, and once again we were at Gary's Villa. This time the gathering was held in a different setting than the last time we were here with my fiancée Tiia. Today, I was going to marry her and make her my Hotwife for real.

The months and weeks leading up to the wedding had been extremely busy. The parents, mostly Tiia's, had insisted on a larger spectacle and a church wedding, but after countless phone calls and arguments, they finally agreed to a smaller ceremony.

I was glad Tiia had stayed adamant and had been able to convince them that a small and intimate ceremony among family and friends was all we wanted. When we had asked Gary, who was her father's ex-business partner and an old family friend, if it would be possible to arrange the wedding at his Villa, he had been more than happy to oblige us. Things had started to run smoothly from there.

"Let me help you, son," my Dad said when my third attempt to tie my tie failed.

"You are nervous, and that's understandable."

"No, not nervous. I'm anxious to get married. I have been waiting for this day. I couldn't be happier. She is the perfect woman for me."

I am sure that if my father had known all the dimensions of our relationship, he wouldn't have understood why I had chosen those exact words, but this was my life, and I was happy with it. I had been waiting for this day for almost six months.

"She is an exceptional woman, beautiful, friendly, and hardworking. She's good with kids too," Dad continued to praise Tiia.

It was true; she got along great with my sister's kids, and whenever one of her friends brought kids to visit, she loved to spend time with them and had energy to play. She would be a good mother one day.

"I know I have asked this before, but have you thought about having your own children yet? You are not getting any younger, you know." My birthday was just around the corner, and I was going to be 36 soon, so Dad's question was relevant.

The truth was we had already decided to start trying for a child after our honeymoon, but until then, Tiia didn't want to get off the pill. Part of the reason she didn't want to stop using birth control was the fact we were going to spend two nights in Gary's Villa, who was her latest Bull and whose cock she loved, but also because we had planned a short trip for our honeymoon. Even though it was only going to be a three-day visit to Las Vegas.

Yesterday Tiia had asked me would it be okay if she would visit Gary quickly because she had felt the need to have another man's cock in her pussy. Of course, I had agreed and might have even encouraged her to go to him. Unfortunately I couldn't go with her cause both our families were already here, but she had spent two hours fucking with him in the sauna building. We were going to spend our wedding night there.

When she had sneaked back to our bed on the main building late at night, I had licked her cum filled pussy clean and made love to her slowly.

My parents had become more and more anxious to know when they would have a third grandkid, so I laughed at his question.

"We have thought about it, as you are very well aware, and I'm sure we will have news for you soon," I said to my father, and he smiled.

"There you go, son." He said when he got the tie right.

We looked at our reflection in the mirror, and he patted my shoulder. "Now, let's go. Guests are waiting."

Both our families and a few more distant relatives of Tiia had gathered to celebrate our wedding. Sadly, none of my friends were able to come, but I was glad Jakob and Miranda were here. We had become close friends with Jakob during the last few months.

After Tiia had enjoyed a weekend full of sex with Gary the last time we were here, Miranda had come to talk with us. She had opened up about their situation with Jakob. Mainly their sexual problems. After she had found out about our arrangement, she had fallen in love with the idea of being a Hotwife herself and came to ask me to talk with Jakob about it.

I had declined. I felt it wasn't my place to introduce the idea to him, but I told her if they ever got that far, to try it, I would be there to support them with Tiia.

Sometime after, Miranda had confronted Jakob. She told him about the idea of her looking for a lover to fulfill the need he couldn't give her. At first, it had seemed he would take it well, but then he had had an emotional breakdown. Jakob had left the house and was nowhere to be found. When he didn't return home, she called me.

I found him in his favorite bar, and after we started talking, I quickly noticed I had gotten myself involved in their situation even when I had decided not to do so. We had a long talk with him, and a lot to drink. In some weird way, when we were opening up to each other, I felt comfortable revealing to him that Tiia had been enjoying other men for almost a year already. I told him I already was the cuckold Miranda wanted him to be.

He took it pretty well, all things considered, and when he told me about Miranda's need to have other men to satisfy her, I came to realize she had a lot in common with Tiia. For a few months already, I had been toying with the idea that maybe I wasn't the one who introduced the Hotwife fantasy to her, but the other way around. My fiancée truly had more sexual energy than any one man could handle.

Now, when I think about all that happened in retrospect, I see that something good came out of all of it. I had helped Jakob and Miranda solve their issues, and we had become good friends. He was the only friend of mine who knew the truth about our Hotwifing hobby with Tiia. I knew I could trust him, and that's why I had asked him to be my best man.

***

When Tiia walked through the grass-covered aisle, my heart filled with happiness. She looked so beautiful in her white dress. Her radiant smile and eyes fixed on mine made my heart melt. I was sure no man was luckier than I.

Jakob had to nudge me when my concentration had vanished in front of her beauty, and I didn't notice my cue to go to her. Everyone started to laugh.

I quickly recovered. "I owe my best man a huge one. Apparently, I needed a gentle nudge to remember my responsibilities. But honestly, could you blame me? Look at her! She's absolutely perfect."

I managed to make everyone clap and smile. I saw how Tiia blushed. I went to her and kissed her cheek. That's when the pastor had to remind me that the time for kissing was later. It was his turn to make everyone laugh.

The ceremony itself was short, like we had wanted, and when the pastor got to the culmination point, he looked at Tiia.

"Do you want this man to be your husband, promise to love him, respect him, and be faithful to him in all circumstances, for all the days of your life?

She winked at me when she answered, "I do."

After the pastor had read me the same litany and received an affirmative answer, he finally asked me to give her the ring. As I was putting the wedding ring on her finger, I couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to look at the ring the next time she wraps her finger around another man's cock.

After the pastor finally gave me permission to kiss my wife. Everyone clapped once again and came to congratulate us.

***

I was just dancing with my new wife when we were interrupted by Gary, who held a microphone in his hand, asking for everyone's attention.

When we turned to look, we saw both of our parents and Gary behind the microphone. I looked at Tiia, thinking she might know what was going on, but she was as clueless as me. Gary held an envelope in his hands and motioned for us to come on stage.

"Please," he smiled, and everyone cheered as we walked to them.

"The newlyweds will open their presents after the reception, but there is one gift we would like you to open now." He handed us the envelope.

"As everyone probably knows, the plan was for them to go and spend a short honeymoon in Las Vegas, but we," Gary continued, pointing out to our parents, "decided that the first honeymoon should be something more special."

We looked at each other, confused. The plan was to leave for Vegas early tomorrow, but now it looked like there would be a change in plans.

"Please, open your present." Before he got the last syllable out, Tiia had already ripped the envelope from my hand and made everyone laugh.

Gary couldn't resist the temptation to needle me. "It seems like the wife has already taken charge in this relationship." He made everyone laugh again.

"I can't believe it!" Tiia shouted suddenly. She looked shocked. "Look, baby." She handed me a gift card that said we were going to fly to the Caribbean tomorrow, instead of going to Vegas. More precisely, we were going to Jamaica.

They had reserved us a honeymoon suite in Azul Beach Resort, where one of the most beautiful beaches in the world was located. I couldn't believe my eyes. Tiia started to tear up, and she hugged me. Then she hugged Gary, kissing him on the lips. Then our parents. She made everyone laugh and clap. Guests came to congratulate us after our initial shock had passed.

As the sun set, Tiia and I retreated to the sauna building, while others continued to celebrate.

"I can't believe we are going to Jamaica tomorrow," she said when I tried to kiss her neck and undress her at the same time.

"Me either. It will be so much better than Vegas would have been." I managed to get her breasts out and sucked her nipple between my lips teasing it.

"Oh, baby... we are going to make love every night over there," she moaned as I teased her with my tongue.

She unzipped my pants taking my already hard cock out and dropped to her knees, taking my whole shaft in her mouth. I caressed her hair and enjoyed the view she gave me.

"Fuck." I gasped as she started to deepthroat me. "You are getting good at that, wife," I smiled at her.

She took my cock out to answer but kept stroking me, "I have practiced a lot, husband. Last night Gary made me swallow his thick shaft many times," she giggled and continued sucking me. Image of her sucking Gary here yesterday aroused me immensely.

When she got me close to my orgasm, I pushed her onto the bed and dove between her legs. I loved eating her pussy and it was something I had enjoyed a lot lately. When she asked me to come inside her, we made love slowly.

Looking into your wife's eyes the first time you make love as a married couple is something you remember for the rest of your life.

The next day was just chaos. We got up early and drove home to pack. It turned out our parents had arranged a week's holiday for us from work behind our backs. Still, the timetable was tight, since we were going to fly to the Caribbean that same evening.

Exactly 35 hours later, we landed on Montego Bay Sangster Airport in Negril.

We slept the whole first day after we landed and checked into the hotel in Jamaica. The few days before the wedding and the rushed departure to make our flight had drained all energy from us. When we woke in the middle of the night, we laughed, since it had been a quite peculiar way to start our honeymoon.

The next day, we walked around the hotel area, familiarizing ourselves with the surroundings. We enjoyed a nice meal at the local restaurant and drank champagne in one of the numerous beach bars. Walking hand in hand with Tiia in that beautiful scenery, when the sun was going down, was amazing. In the evening, we dined at the hotel.

There we met Justin and Andrew.

***

The two African-American men were sitting at the table next to us. When we had finished eating and were enjoying our drinks, they greeted us. Both were in their mid-thirties, good-looking businessmen, dressed casually. Tiia started chatting with them immediately.

She had just explained we were on our honeymoon when Justin asked if it was okay for them to join us at our table.

"Of course, please," I answered without hesitation.

"Are you on a holiday also?" Tiia asked when the waiter had cleared our table, and we had ordered more drinks.

"No. We have been working. We are renewing the hotel's ICT systems and have been here for a few days. Tomorrow we will wrap up our project and test the systems. Then we have a couple of days off before returning home," Justin explained.

Less eager to talk about work, Andrew asked, "Are you planning to join the beach party tomorrow?"

"We haven't heard anything about a party. Where is it held?"

"There is one every night. The exact place varies, but tomorrow it will be held right in front of the hotel."

"We were planning to go, so why don't you join us?" Justin added, directing his question to my wife..

"Sounds like fun, right, honey?"

I hadn't missed the smile she gave to Justin when he invited us to join them. She had become much more boulder with her flirting in front of me, and I could say without a doubt that Justin made her excited.

"Absolutely, anything for my wife," I said, winking at her. She gave me a kiss.

We continued talking for at least an hour before Andrew decided to head to bed. He told us they need to get up early tomorrow and wished us a good evening. When he got up to leave, I excused myself to go to the toilet.

I wanted to see how Tiia would handle the situation, since during our conversation she had brushed my cock multiple times obviously trying to signal me she had something more than conversation on her mind.

I took my time before I returned to the table.

"Here he is," Justin said when I sat back down. "I was also about to leave. Andrew was right, we must get up early tomorrow. I just wanted to say goodbye to you, too," he said, extending his hand to say goodbye.

"It was a pleasure to meet both of you."

When Tiia offered her hand, he kissed it softly. "Especially your sexy wife," Justin said, winking at me.

That's when I knew Tiia had told him about our relationship and that she was a Hotwife available for sex.

When we got to our room, we were ripping clothes off each other right after the door had closed.

"Would you like to see my wedding ring on a black cock baby?" She moaned when I licked her pussy against the wall. She pulled my head to her wet slit and I pushed my tongue inside her as far as I could get it.

"I want his cock, baby. I've never had a black cock before and I wanna try it."

She was trying to convince me, but I didn't need it. The thought of seeing Justin fuck her was almost overwhelming. I had been hard ever since I noticed her flirting with him.

"I would love to see you enjoy yourself with him, baby."

"He already said it is okay if you want to watch."

I tried to move her on to the bed, but she just told me to get my cock out.

"Fuck me right here. I want you inside me, now!"

I barely got my pants down when she took a hold of my erection and guided it in her pussy. I fucked her standing, pounding her hard, filling her pussy with my cum. I think she envisioned a completely different situation in her mind when she came as she mumbled something about how good it must feel when he fucks her.

The original plan to make love every night had turned into animalistic fucking against the hotel room wall and I was sure next night was going to be even more intense for both of us, if her wish would come true. I was sure Tiia would do everything to make it happen.

The next day, she took me on a tour of the local boutiques, and I was happy as I watched her model some sexy outfits for me. She picked a short wraparound skirt and sheer mesh top to go with a black bra.

"You think he likes this, baby?" she asked, coming to stand right in front of me.

"I will wear my sexiest see-through thong with this skirt tonight."

I moved my hand to her thigh, gently caressing her soft skin. "I'm sure he'll love it."

She opened her legs a little bit, giving me a chance to feel her. When I brushed her mound, she trembled, and I could feel how wet she was.

"I think you are an impatient wife. This pussy of yours is hungry for another man's cock again."

"Am I too naughty, baby? Do you still love your wife even when she graves a black cock inside her cunt like this?"

I rose and whispered in her ear. "I love you more when you are like this, Tiia."

She turned to look at me and we kissed.

***

Justin was waiting for us when we arrived at the beach in the evening. The beach was lively, and the beats of reggae and dancehall filled the air. The soft white sand and the turquoise water of the Caribbean Sea made the atmosphere vibrate with sexual attention, or perhaps it was just the knowledge of all the things that might happen tonight.

"Where is your partner in business?" I asked, referring to Andrew as we sat down at the table he had reserved for us.

"He needed to stay to do some adjustments to the systems. After the tests, we found some things to fix. He is pedantic in his work, but he gave me the opportunity to come and meet this super sexy wife of yours."

He rose and gave Tiia a kiss on the cheek and made room for her to sit beside him. I sat opposite them, like they were the couple, and I was the third wheel.

"So you are sure you're okay with this?" he asked when Tiia laid her hand on his leg, smiling at me.

"I am. Anything for my sexy wife, like I said yesterday." I had a feeling we wouldn't be staying too long. I could see in her demeanor that she wanted Justin badly.

"Okay, I'm cool with it. I am sure we'll have some fun tonight," he said and made Tiia blush.

We took some drinks and chatted about Jamaica and trivial things, all the while Tiia and Justin feeling each other out. He was bold in his moves, but didn't cross the line even though I was sure she would have wanted him to go further in front of everybody.

When Justin took Tiia dancing. I could see from her movements and the looks she gave him where this was going to lead. The chatting was over, and we had been at the party for less than an hour. It didn't take long for them to start kissing on the dance floor.

Their dancing got more intimate, and soon she was rubbing her body against his. I could see Justin getting hard for her. His cock grew in the trouser leg and Tiia was gently teasing it with her fingertips.

I saw Justin whisper something into her ear, making her smile and nod. I didn't hear them, but it wasn't hard to guess what he had asked. I saw from her demeanor and gaze that she wants his cock in her pussy.

Then the inevitable happened. They walked to me holding hands, and my wife's smile revealed they were about to leave.

"Justin wants to take me to his room," she said with reddish cheeks and a lustful smile on her face. She was horny for him.

"You want to go with him, baby?" I was teasing her and wanted to hear her say it.

She looked at me shyly. "Yes, I want to. Would you mind? You can come up later and watch."

I rose and went to her, kissing my wife on the lips.

"I don't mind at all. Have fun. I'll be right behind you."

He gave me a spare key to his room and told me to wait for half an hour before coming up. I watched her walk away, holding hands with her next lover. She glanced at me, giving an air kiss and a naughty smile with a wink.

***

I gave them twenty minutes. I just couldn't wait any longer. I had to see my wife. When I reached Justin's room, I heard Tiia's soft moaning through the door. My hands trembled when I placed the keycard and opened it slowly.

He had a large suite. I guess their business was really booming since it was much larger than the honeymoon suite we had with Tiia. My heart thumped in my chest as I walked to the bedroom. When I finally saw her, I was taken aback.

She was standing on her knees on the bed, topless, wearing only her thongs. She was kissing Justin, who had removed his shirt, but still had his trousers on. Tiia was fondling his crotch as they kissed, and it showed an obvious bulge. Justin caressed her other breast, but that wasn't what took me aback.

Andrew was on her other side. She was stroking his already bare and long black cock with her other hand.

She noticed me coming, and our eyes met. Justin kissed her neck and then lowered her lips to her protruding nipple. She looked at me smiling, all the time slowly stroking Andrews's cock.

"Is it okay baby, if they both fuck me tonight?" she asked and before I had time to answer Andrew turned her face to him and they started kissing.

Her hand on his engorged meat and the ring finger that now had a wedding ring looked so arousing on that black organ. At the same time, Justin slid his hand into her panties and onto her pussy and she gasped loudly.

The view was so stunning that I couldn't answer right away, but once again my cock revealed the truth: I wanted to see those two black men fuck her. She followed me from the corner of her eye as I sat on the chair, they had set in the corner. Cock in her hand, black fingers caressing her pussy, one set of lips on her neck and another on her nipple she looked so beautiful and when we just looked at each other I formed those familiar words in silent.

"I love you, Tiia."

The declaration of my love for her had become the cue for her to let go and do anything she wanted to satisfy her needs. She knew that my love for her was unconditional, and those words gave her the freedom to explore her wildest fantasies.

Justin started to open his trousers, and she eagerly went for his organ. When his cock sprung out her eyes widened.

"Oh, my god... fuck," she sighed and glanced at me. A wide smile appeared on her face, and she wrapped her thin fingers around the massive black organ. She had insatiable gaze in her eyes when she stroked those two hard cocks, and she looked so horny between those two black guys.

They flipped her to her back and ripped her thong off. I looked how my wife spread her legs to them and offered her glistening pussy for their fingers. The men were at their knees beside her and she was stroking both cocks. My own shaft was painfully aware of the show that was about to start before me, and it wanted out.

She began to take turns sucking their cocks, stroking the other while trying to get the other as deep in her mouth as she could. At the same time both Justin and Andrew were fingering her soaked pussy.

Seeing your wife stroking a big black cock with two hands as another one slides his shaft into her mouth is quite raunchy, but so arousing. I had to massage my cock through my trousers.

"God damn this pussy is wet," Andrew sighed pushing his fingers deep inside her, and Justin kept rubbing her clit she came.

"Oh, fuck... your gonna make me come. Just like that, don't stop," she moaned, still holding on to the hard black rod with both hands. When her orgasm started Justin slapped her pussy several times and she squirted a little, giggling and convulsing at the same time.

"Oh my fucking god," she panted. "I want more."

Justin positioned himself between her legs, stroking his cock. She had an almost desperate look in her eyes when she looked the shaft about to invade her pussy. She kept glancing me and the cock, and kept nodding.

"Can I have that dick, please... I wanna feel you so bad inside me."

He gave her what she wanted. Her eyes widened as she took Justin's shaft in her cunt. He proceeded to fucking her and at the same time fingering her clit. Andrew was on his knees over her face and his cock was in front of her. She stroked his shaft and licked his balls all the while taking Justin's dick inside her.

She couldn't take it for long and came the second time.

"I'm gonna fucking cum, please don't stop... please don't stop," she yelled and started squirting again. Several cushes of juices spurted out of her pussy and Justin had to hold on to her hips to keep his cock inside her.

Both men smiled at me, "Your wife is a true BBC slut." I couldn't deny it after I saw how easily she came in their hands.

When she recovered from her orgasm, they turned her onto her fours, and Andrew took his place behind her and Justin ordered her to suck him. Andrew didn't waste any time, but began thrusting his cock in my wife's pussy, holding on to her hips. All I could do was watch as his bare, long cock shone from her juices, when he rammed into her again and again.

I had to take my own cock out and stroke myself.

They made her work for both cocks. When she pushed herself into Andrew's cock, Justin's dick slid out of her mouth. When she took Justin in her mouth, I could see how his glistening cock slid out of her cunt.

Her pussy was gushing. My wife was so wet for these men, I could literally hear it. Just a few thrusts with that black cock and she was ready for another orgasm.

"Ooh, Fuck! Ooh, Fuck! I've never cum so much in my life," she panted and squirmed, but Andrew was relentless and kept fucking her through the orgasm.

Previous times she had fucked other men I had always thought she was the one using them as toys, but now I could see that the roles were reversed, and she was the slut being used. I heard and saw my wife liked being used like this and it only made me hornier for her.

When Justin laid down on his back, she straddled him immediately went for Andrew's shaft. She rode him slowly, letting Justin tease her rosebud with his finger, taking care of the other cock with her mouth alone. The sight was almost too much for me. I had to stop stroking myself.

When I saw how Andrew stepped over them positioning himself over her ass I knew they were going to double stuff my wife. Her ass looked too tempting and was obviously missing fillment. I guess this is what Gary had been preparing her when he took her anal virginity in his Villa.

"You ready for this?" he asked as he slid the tip of his cock in rim of my wife's ass.

"Yes." She sighed. "I want you both inside me."

"Aaahh!" She screamed when that black cock made its way to her anus.

"Fuck, I've never been so full, honey." She moaned barely understandably.

I had to get up and look closer. When she saw what I was doing, she extended her hand, motioning me to come to her. I took her hand and we kissed.

"It feels unbelievable to have them both inside me at the same time, baby," she whispered in my ear. When they started fucking her harder I had to back away, but she tried to keep her eyes on me until she came.

"Ooh, fuck... I can't believe this... I'm cumming again."

Seeing her orgasm like that: one cock deep in her pussy and another in her ass. Her white, naked body between those two black men. The feeling was exhilarating.

I thought they were ready to come when both men started moaning loudly as they fucked Tiia's both holes and she squirmed between them, but when Andrew took his cock out and went to lye beside his friend my wife knelt between them. She had both cocks in her hand once again.

"Let me take care of those cocks... I want you both to come inside my pussy tonight."

She was giggling as she kept stroking both cocks, before swallowing Justin's huge pole into her mouth. She started moaning right away. She switched between those two cocks taking them both deep, making the shafts ready for the culmination.

Saliva was dripping from her chin when she pleasured those cocks for a long time before they split-roasted her again. Andrew turned her to her knees and started fucking her hard. Tiia tried to keep Justin's cock in her mouth, but because she was moaning so hard she could only keep the tip of his shaft in, but stroked him fast.

"Yeah, keep it right there and stroke my friend's cock," Andrew said to my wife.

There they were. Those two practically unknown men, consummating our marriage all over again. Somehow, I got the feeling Tiia wasn't the first Hotwife they had doubled.

"I want your cum. Please cum in my pussy," she pleaded when Andrew's movements became faster and she felt him approaching his orgasm. She pushed her hips to meet his thrusts, doing every possible thing to get his seed inside her.

"Oh, fuck... here it comes," Andrew moaned when he began to fill my wife's eager pussy with his sperm. Tia stopped and took his cock as deep in as possible. He gave her a huge load, since when he pulled his cock out a stream of white sperm flowed out of her and I knew I wanted to lick her clean.

After Andrew pulled back she settled on to her back spreading her used cunt to Justin. He began stroking his cock on top of her.

"Cover me with your cum, baby," she panted rubbing her clit. They masturbated together for a few seconds before Justin threw his seed all over my wife's stomach and breasts. She came at the same time as him, and I had already lost count of how many times she had orgasmed with them.

When the guys got out of bed, I went to my wife and kissed her. She was still breathing hard and was covered in cum.

"Take me to our room and make love to me, husband," she said to me with that loving gaze in her eyes again. I took her clothes and she got dressed, tried to brush her hair a bit, but it would obvious to everyone she had been fucked hard.

When we got out of their room, I pushed Tiia against the wall and kneeled in front of her.

"I want to clean you here, baby."

"What... here," she giggled, but didn't resist when I pushed my face between her legs. She opened her used pussy to me with her fingers, it was dripping their cum.

I licked everything that came out of her cunt. I did it slowly and gently, enjoying every little moan she let out.

"Oh, my god... I love you so much," she slurred while caressing my hair with her fingers. I think I lost track of time as I savored her scent and taste, until the elevator bell rang and we ran to our room.

***

When the honeymoon was over, Tiia stopped taking the pills. I knew I would have my hands full in keeping her happy, since she wasn't too keen on the idea of using condoms with her bulls.

The truth be told we fucked almost every night, and I spent probably hours eating her pussy trying to keep her satisfied. I didn't complain. The only thing that didn't happen was impregnation. We talked about it a lot, since we didn't want to spend years trying, and decided we would go and see a doctor. Just to make sure everything is okay.

The shock was hard for me when the test results came, and it became clear that my sperm count wasn't enough to get anyone pregnant. Apparently, the amount of semen does not correlate with the number of sperm required to impregnate a woman.

We had our first real crisis on our hands. Both of our parents, Tiia's friends, and most of all, we, had been so excited for us to have a child that when we got the news, we were clueless about how to proceed.

We thought about adoption, but quickly rejected the idea because adoptions take years. Tiia wasn't too keen on the idea of artificial impregnation, so our options were quite limited. Until one night, she came to me with an idea.

"Baby, I have been thinking about the most obvious solution we have not yet talked about," she started, and I already knew what she was going to say.

I had already come to terms with the fact that I would never have a biological child of my own, but that wasn't the same as being a father. I wanted to be a father and give Tiia the possibility to carry and give birth to a child.

"I think I know what you are going to suggest, honey."

"You do?"

"Yes. It has crossed my mind already, but I felt you needed to be the one to say it."

She smiled shyly and hugged me. "So, you are not against the idea that I would have another man's child?"

"No, as long as the child will be ours and he will know me as his father."

"He? So, you really have thought about it." She slapped my arm, laughing.

"I don't care if it is a boy or a girl. I just want us to be happy."

She kissed me for a long time, and things almost got out of hand since we had had a busy week at work and hadn't had the time to have sex.

"But tell me, you have obviously considered this too. You have someone in your mind to do the deed, so to speak?"

She bit her finger as was her habit when she was a bit uncertain of herself and nervous. I could understand that, since it's not every day when you need to tell your husband who is going to get the honor of impregnating her.

"Gary."

I didn't say anything. I wasn't against the idea. He was a good man, and I liked him as well, but the idea of him impregnating my wife wasn't too comfortable since he was the only man she had spent all night with, and not just having sex, but also sleeping in his arms. Gary awoke more feelings in her that she cared to admit.

"I have been thinking about this a lot. He has never had children, and without a doubt, he has good genes." She went on giving some good arguments, before she noticed that I was thinking about something else and not paying too much attention to what she was saying.

"What's wrong, honey? Don't you like the idea?"

I looked at her. "It's not that I don't like the idea. I totally agree with everything you have said, but isn't he too close to you? I'm afraid that your feelings for him will get stronger if you are carrying his child."

"I know, baby." She hugged me. "I have thought about it, and I admit he means more to me than just the sex, but not the way you think. I like him as a good friend, but I want him just for sex, not for love."

It was the first time I was afraid of losing her. I don't know why I had that feeling, but I couldn't help it.

"We would need to talk to Gary together and set clear rules if we are going to do this."

"Absolutely."

"Also, if this is going to happen, and you get pregnant, he can't be your bull anymore," I said, looking at her, and she agreed.

"I totally agree. If I come pregnant, his role will change."

"You do understand this might take several tries and or not work at all?"

"I understand, but I've gone through all the options and I think this is the only one for us."

"Okay, I'll invite him here next week."

"Oh, baby... I love you so much."

To be continued in the final part of the series.