My wife Kay, you can watch

We had moved into a larger house, and we had been together for almost fifteen years. Our life became more routine, but we always had time for each other, even if I was ten years older.

We had always had a strong sex drive, but it seemed slower then, being that we were older. She still was hot, having a nice compact figure, beautiful smile, firm tits, and a nice ass in her mid-forties.

She had always had an active sex life before we met, and she still liked to watch porn with or without me, and I accepted she had more time and energy than me. I had a new job, and was out of the house more often but still home most evenings. Kay had a job in an office part time.

After a few months at work, she started to avoid me in bed more often, but said it was because we were both busy, and it was true, but later, over drinks, she said a few of the younger guys at work were hitting on her and that she had liked it. Especially John. He would bump into her in the break room, and linger by her firm ass longer than needed. She would look over her glasses, giving him a firm look but it was not exactly a no. This began to happen more often, and when she did not push him away, he got more adventurous. His hand would slide up her ass and then reach for a drinking cup. Finally one day, as he was sliding up her ass, she told him that it felt good.

Is it ok that I said that she asked me? She leaned in and could see a bulge growing. Her eyes got big and she stroked me. "You do like it don't you?"

As time went on, he got even bolder. He would stop her in the hall, then run his hands up and down her ass when he had a chance. Recently she gyrated to the touch, making sure nobody was watching. A few days later, at lunch, she leaned back a little while picking up a dropped napkin. He was there and she could feel his cock straining. She looked up and smiled.

When I got home early a few times, she took me into the bedroom to show me her new, almost completely, shaved pussy. It was wet and she wanted me to fuck her on the spot. She told me about the looks she was getting from some of the office guys.

As she told me this I could feel myself get bigger.

When I did not fuck her as long as she wanted I could sense her disappointment.

She said she needed more than I was giving her. The sex was good, but lacking according to her. She described the feel of his cock against her ass. She was wanting it, but she also knew better. She shoved her tongue in my mouth describing how he felt and how she was overwhelmed with a desire to fuck this stud. I got hard again and she noticed.

At work, John would find ways to come up to her and find her sensitive areas through her clothing, rubbing just a little. During office breaks, he would ask how sex was at her age, saying that he said he was wondering because he was in his early 30s. These talks got her to thinking, and her barriers were beginning to disappear. She told him that I was good in bed, but 10 years older. When he had the chance, he would press his advantage to get her horny and wet, but there was no chance to take it further.

He discussed of how he wanted sex more often. She told him she like having sex at least two times a week. He asked if she liked a larger man. Did she wish she had sex more often than she is getting? She knew she should not talk to him about her sexual needs, but she could not stop.

He got more forceful and asked what she needed. She revealed to him that she was somewhat submissive, and loved to feel full when she was fucked. She started to want to be taken by this guy, and she fantasized about feeling him penetrate her. She could not believe it, but she actually wanted to taste his cock. She had never really liked oral sex much, but these thoughts kept coming back.

In the office, there was a supply area between rooms, and one day she was doing some inventory. He squeezed in behind her. She turned and said over her glasses that there was no room for him, but he said he would only be a moment. However, he stopped behind her, saying he was turned on by her tight outfit and wanted to touch her.

She told him that this is not a good idea. Not a no.

He reached around and started rubbing and pinching her nipples. As her breathing got deeper, she stopped her work. He asked if her nipples were sensitive.

She said, "God yes!"

He got more aggressive, started rubbing them, and licked her neck. He worked his way down her body, and his cock was firmly against her ass, but she decided to get out. She turned and gave him a quick kiss and left. She went to the bathroom and pulled down her pants- she was so wet and horny.

At home, in our double bath, as she was bending over to get in that night, she asked about how her ass looked for being over forty.

I said it looked so nice, smooth and now an almost hairless pussy. I wondered when did she did that?

She said, "John thinks my ass looks very nice and he tried to touch me today... does that make you mad, or horny?"

I did not answer and she came up and rubbed my dick.

"He had me pinned in the supply room and I think he wanted to fuck me," She told me she could feel his large dick push into her.

I foolishly asked how big.

She said "He seemed pretty big. I would love to feel a cock spread me out. Would you want to watch a large cock sliding into your wife's dripping pussy?"

I nodded yes after thinking about it for a moment.

"Would you want to watch me suck him like a slut? Tell me to stop and I will cut him off."

I was so hard.

Kay said, "It looks like it makes you hot. Say it.... what would you like? I would be moaning as his cock spread my lips... That would excite you, yes?"

I was almost ready to cum. Again, I did not answer again but my cock betrayed me.

Later that night, she said to me that I was going to have to watch sometime, if she brought guys home. Describing them as larger... Would I like to see her bent over with a dick sliding into her shaved pussy. That I could put it on the security camera at work, and I could watch her suck him off, asking if I would stroke my cock watching.

"I think I might not clean up after I am fucked. Would you suck my dirty pussy?"

The talk was getting more erotic. She told me she could suck a guy off and watch me as I stroked myself. "Is that what I want?"

Where was this going? I had to admit I wanted this to happen.