Adventuring Into New Life Pt. 01

My name is Sam, and I'm thirty years old. My wife Tani, who is twenty-six, and I have a three-year-old kid, and we have been living in the USA for a few years. We moved here for my job; I work for a large tech company.

My wife, she truly is a gorgeous woman, with her fair complexion, deep-brown eyes, awesome black hair, and 34D-cup boobs; she is hot as hell. She is excellent in bed-- very active and energetic; she likes to play the dominant role in the bedroom, even though she's just five-foot-three and weighs only a hundred-fifteen pounds. Sometimes, I think she might not be getting everything that she deserves from me. I'm, of course, meaning in terms of sexual pleasure. I sometimes feel guilty, that she should probably get someone younger, who could help her be more satisfied. Sometimes, I feel she should have a boyfriend.

Occasionally, during intimate times, I had brought up that idea, but being very conservative, she was completely reluctant to try it. Then I tried to seduce her by asking her to imagine going to a nightclub and dancing with a stranger. We fantasized about my wife dancing with another guy when we were having sex. The sex was very hot that night.

Even though she was reluctant involving another man in our life, I convinced her that we could meet a guy for fun in a public place to see if she became interested, on the one condition that I would choose whom to meet.

I started exploring Tinder. There was a lot of interest, but somehow, I couldn't find anyone that she might be interested in. After a few days, we got a match with a guy stationed at a military base nearby. He was around twenty-two years old, white, and in good shape. His name was Mike. I showed the picture of him to her. Though she was initially reluctant, I convinced her to meet him once. If she didn't like him or didn't feel right, we would just backtrack.

We exchanged our Snapchat IDs and had a video call with Mike, so that both us and Mike could get to know each other as real people. He was very much interested in meeting us, so we fixed a date and time to meet him in at a nearby Starbucks.

We dropped our kid off in daycare, and started preparing for our meeting. She dressed with a sweet red dress and denim jacket on top of the dress and jean's pants

. Her breasts were looking like they wanted to pop through her push-up bra. She was modestly dressed, but very attractive.

I texted Mike on Snapchat and he said he was almost there. We reached Starbucks and waited for him. After a while, he reached the shop, and located us. We greeted him. He was six-feet tall, a well-maintained guy, had blond hair and blue eyes, and had clearly spent time at a gym. He had a body that could grace the cover of a women's romance novel. He had brought a bunch of red roses for my wife. He first shook hands with me and then with my wife. He presented the roses to my wife, who seemed to have become very happy.

We sat at the table facing each other, my wife and I on one side, and the other side sat Mike. We briefly chatted about his work and about his family. And he couldn't take his eyes off my wife. And I could see the lust in those eyes.

He complimented me by saying, "You're so lucky having her as your wife; she is a gorgeous woman."

All of a sudden, I noticed he dropped his pen, and went down to pick it up. I noticed he was looking at my wife's legs, even though she was wearing jeans pants. After picking up the pen, he started moving his foot, rubbing my wife's legs.

I told my wife, "Flirt with him a bit."

She then responded by moving her foot and rubbing his leg.

"Lean forward. Give him a glimpse down the front of that gorgeous top you're wearing," I whispered.

She took a deep breath and nodded. That was my good girl. She leaned forward to give him a little bit of a view of her cleavage. Mike bit his own lip to give an air of lustrous desire.

After about half an hour, I asked, "Would you like to take a walk on the nearby trail, it is beautiful around there."

Both said, "Oh yeah," in an almost-echo-like fashion.

The trail was quiet, one gravel road, covered with trees on both sides. We started walking, with Tani in the middle, between Mike and me. I encouraged her to have a conversation with him. Mike was telling stories of his military career and of parties; both seemed to enjoy each other's company. All of a sudden, Tani's foot got caught on a stone, and she stumbled. She was about to lose her balance and fall down when Mike quickly grabbed her by the waist; she wrapped her hands around his neck for support, and thus prevented herself from falling down.

Tani said, "Oh Mike, thank you very much for catching me, or else I was gonna get hurt very badly."

Mike replied, "The pleasure is mine."

Then, she grabbed his hand while walking. Both of them started walking closer together, occasionally their hips touched. I told them I was gonna sit on the bench for a while to wait for them, and asked them to have a walk but not to go too far away.

I noticed they were walking closer, and that one of Mike's hands was now around her waist, and her head rested on his shoulder. He started to whisper into her ear. Simultaneously, his right hand released her hip, and she was clearly happy to pull it back without assistance, as it started traveling up and down her body, from the top of her jeans-covered thigh to his left hand which was now openly squeezing and mauling her right tit.

I was sure Mike was enjoying every bit of fragrance that was coming out of my wife's body. After around fifteen minutes or so, I noticed them coming back, holding each other closely. On one hand, I was very jealous, but on the other, I was happy seeing her happy.

After they came back, Mike said to me, "I really feel jealous of you, of having such an adorable wife!"

I expressed my gratitude to him. We went back to Starbucks and had another coffee together. I noticed Tani's face was glowing and she seemed very happy. We had to say goodbye to Mike, as we had to pick up our kid. Mike gave a hug to my wife Tani, and kissed her forehead, said goodbye, and left.

After we returned home, I asked Tani, "So tell me, how did it go?"

She kept silent for a moment, looking shy.

I asked her again, "Did you like Mike?"

She replied, "Mike is the type of guy who could be the dream of any girl. I enjoyed walking with Mike a lot. He has a well-built body with good muscle, a wide chest, and overall, a good psyche."

She took a breath and continued, "I felt a current flowing in me when he held me by the waist to prevent me from falling down. I spun around to try to be steady and my hand went naturally to his waist and his to mine. When he caught me, I had my head on his firm stomach. I had a flash in my mind that he felt really toned, he smelled really nice and he had his hand on my hip and it really felt good. I haven't been touched by another man since we got married. He is a great conversationalist, full of humour and easy to talk with."

I asked her, "Anything you noticed interesting about him?"

She told me, "I noticed a huge bulge in his pants, while walking closely with him, holding his hand. Occasionally, the back of his hand brushed the side of my boob and I felt an almost-electric shock course through me, my nipples were getting hard."

It was totally innocent, but her mind raced through the moment and she knew her face flushed red.

I asked her, "Do you want to meet him again?"

She said, "The first impression was good and we could meet him again, and see where it goes."

I was totally surprised because I thought she would not agree to involve another guy in our life. But I was very excited too, because it was my idea and fantasy. We had great sex that night, both of us enjoyed it a lot.

The next day, Mike sent me a message on Snapchat.

"Hi Sam, how are you and Tani? It was really a pleasure meeting with both of you. You are a perfect couple. I'm honoured to be with you. I couldn't sleep that night because I dreamed of Tani. Tani is on my mind all the way through."

I read Tani the message. Her face lit up and glittered like a diamond upon hearing this.

I replied to Mike, "Thanks for your compliment. Tani enjoyed your company yesterday."

"So am I gonna meet you guys again? I really want to meet again."

I replied, "Tani wants to meet again."

"Oh Sam, I would be pleased to spend time with her, thanks for giving me the opportunity, highly obliged. Let's plan something then,"

"What about we go party in a nightclub?" I asked.

"That's a wonderful idea."

"I will discuss it with my wife and set a date and will let you know."

I talked with my wife about it and she told me that she had never been to a nightclub. So she was a bit scared. I assured her that I would be there, that there would be no problem. Tani agreed with the plan.

I let Mike know that we were meeting next Friday in a cozy nightclub at ten, which he readily agreed to.

On Friday, we started preparing for the nightclub. We hired a nanny for our kid that night. Tani had her shaved and done her hair. She wore a coconut-white silk slip-dress on top of a push-up bra, revealing her cleavage a little, and a jacket on top. She was looking like the gorgeous woman she was.

We started for the club around nine-thirty, as it was around a thirty-minute drive from our home. Reaching at the entrance of the nightclub, we saw that Mike was waiting there. He greeted us and grabbed my wife's hand to lead us into the nightclub. I noticed pretty much everyone we passed by while going inside, was staring at my wife; she appeared modest, but at the same time, looked so sexy. We sat at the bar, with my wife in the middle. He ordered drinks for all of us. We chit-chatted while having drinks. Mike was telling us how he felt after meeting in Starbucks and the subsequent walk on the trail.

Then he proposed, "Sam, can I ask your wife for a dance on the dance floor?"

"For sure," I replied.

He then knelt down in front of my wife, and asked, "Would you be my dance partner, my princess, Tani?"

Her face became red, but she said in a shy tone, "Yes."

Mike offered his hand to her, to which Tani put her hand in his. He then held her fingers, and led her to the dance floor. She very shyly looked at me, while going to the dance floor.

It was very crowded on the dance floor. The couples moved around the floor, as I watched Mike dancing with my wife, slowly moving their hips and legs, and him spinning her around. Though Tani was having trouble matching Mike's steps (for Tani, it was the first time in a nightclub), she was slowly catching up.

I noticed guys nearby were staring at them, and some guys also tried getting close to her, but Mike cleverly moved her away from them. Both of them were dancing, looking into each other's eyes, and I could see the glowing faces on both of them. Tani's breasts were waving through her dress and push-up bra. I could not control myself looking at Tani's sexy dress and dancing, but somehow, I managed to keep patient.

After a while, they started dancing closer. Mike took her hand and started spinning her. Occasionally after each spin, she had her head laid in his chest. They moved closer and Mike held her tightly against himself, and I noticed his hand was firmly lodged on her lower back. They were chatting amicably, as they danced; in fact, Tani looked a little flushed at one point.

I could see her boobs pressing against his chest through the thin, satin-silk dress. I watched, as she stood with her partner in front of her, his arm snaked around her waist, holding her possessively. t They looked so natural and casual together. His hands were on her ass and sliding around her hips, as she moved against him. The song was slow, so Mike took her right hand in his left and placed his right hand on the side of her hip. He kissed her neck and ears. His touches on her arm now lingered, and he would gently stroke it. When he leant forward to speak, he would linger as he whispered into Tani's ear. He also moved forward, closer, so he now stood just between her knees.

He turned her, her back now to him and I could see him pull her hips, pulling her arse into his groin, which he gyrated forcibly into her. He released his left hand from her hip and pushed on her back, so she bent forward a little, exaggerating the grinding effect. His left hand now reached down and pulled at the hem of her dress, lifting it so he, I, and anyone paying attention, could see her beautiful arse cheeks.

I absolutely could not believe she was letting him go this far; putting her, effectively, on public display. Not only did she let him, she turned to look back at him over her shoulder, smiled, and ground into him with more force. Mike was enjoying the view that one of her new thongs afforded. He smiled back at her and gave her arse cheek a firm smack. Tani would never have allowed me to do that before, but rather than protest, I saw her bite her bottom lip in pleasure, and give him a little smile.

As the music pulsed through the nightclub, Tani and Mike continued their dance, their movements growing bolder and more synchronized. The chemistry between them was palpable, and I could feel a mix of emotions swirling within me--jealousy, excitement, and a strange sense of satisfaction seeing Tani so alive and radiant. The dance floor was a blur of lights and bodies, but my eyes were locked on them.

After a few more songs, they returned to the bar, both slightly out of breath, their faces flushed with exhilaration. Tani's eyes sparkled as she sat down next to me, her hand briefly squeezing mine as if to reassure me. Mike ordered another round of drinks, and we settled into a comfortable conversation. He was charming, telling stories about his travels with the military and cracking jokes that made Tani laugh in a way I hadn't heard in a while. It was clear she was enjoying herself, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of gratitude toward Mike for bringing out this side of her.

As the night went on, Mike leaned closer to Tani, his voice low but audible over the music. "You're an incredible dancer, Tani. I haven't had this much fun in ages."

Tani blushed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Thanks, Mike. I was nervous at first, but you made it easy."

I caught her eye and gave her a subtle nod, encouraging her to keep engaging with him. She smiled softly at me, then turned back to Mike, her body language open and relaxed.

The night wound down, and we decided it was time to head home. Mike walked us to our car, his hand lightly brushing Tani's back as we moved through the crowd. At the car, he turned to Tani, his expression sincere. "I had an amazing time tonight. Thanks for the dance, and... well, for everything."

Tani smiled, her cheeks still flushed. "Me too, Mike. Thanks for being such a gentleman."

He leaned in and gave her a quick hug, this time kissing her cheek softly before stepping back. He shook my hand firmly, his eyes meeting mine. "You've got a special lady here, Sam. Thanks for letting me hang out with you both."

"Anytime," I replied, meaning it more than I expected.

As we drove home, Tani was quiet, her gaze fixed out the window. I reached over and squeezed her hand. "So, how was it?" I asked, keeping my tone light.

She turned to me, her eyes searching mine. "It was... intense. Fun, but intense. I didn't expect to feel so comfortable with him. Or to enjoy it that much."

I nodded, processing her words. "You looked happy out there. I'm glad you had a good time."

She squeezed my hand back. "I did. But you know I love you, right? This is... it's exciting, but you're my home."

Her words warmed me, easing the lingering jealousy. "I know, Tani. I love you too. I just want you to feel fulfilled, you know? Whatever that looks like."

When we got home, the nanny reported that our kid was fast asleep. After she left, Tani and I collapsed onto the couch, the adrenaline of the night still buzzing between us. Without saying much, we found ourselves in the bedroom, our intimacy fueled by the events of the evening. It was passionate, raw, and filled with a renewed connection that felt electric.

To be continued..