Doctor Examines Wife - Fantasy IRL

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In my head, I have always had fantasies about showing off my wife or maybe more specifically, exposing her to other men. I am confident that Marie, my wife, enjoys being watched by other men, she just won't admit it. Because of my fantasies, I often very carefully choose what my wife wears when she goes out, whether we're grocery shopping or out to dinner together, on a girls' night, and even her doctor appointments.

When my 48 year-old wife Marie needed a new doctor, she decided to see someone recommended by her long-time physician who was retiring. It was a male doctor which was new for her but she didn't seem to mind the change because he was recommended by someone she had seen for more than 20 years.

So when we went to see Dr. Lee Paul, I scripted my wife's doctor's visit in my head, beginning with the outfit I chose for her to wear -- a sheer white semi-see thru blouse, no bra, a tight black skirt cut above the knees, skimpy panties, and modest high heels. I thought that Marie might think this outfit was odd for a doctor's appointment but she did as I asked and wore it.

Since the doctor was new to us, I thought I would try to expose more of my wife to him than would normally happen in a first appointment. Plotting for myself, I also decided to wear a hidden camera to my wife's exam because of what I was planning to do.

When we entered the air conditioned doctor's office, I was happy to see Marie's nipples get a little hard. She has beautiful breasts which I think are even more amazing since she has put on some weight over the years.

A mature, attractive nurse eventually called Marie's name and led us into an examination room. I couldn't help but stare at the sway of her hips as we followed her, she had the kind of rhythm that made you think she was a good fuck. When the nurse, Sally, took her weight, I could see my wife was a little upset:

Height - 5 feet 5 inches

Weight - 146 lbs.

Temperature - 97.8°F

Pulse - 89

Blood Pressure - 124/79

"Dr. Paul will be in in just a minute." Sally said, giving me one last glimpse of the swell in her tits under her uniform.

As we waited for the doctor, Marie grumbled about needing to get back into her body and eat better to lose weight. I replied that maybe the new doctor would have advice for her.

There was a knock on the door and when it opened, an Asian man entered. He was maybe in his 30s and looked too young to be a doctor.

"I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong room." I interjected as we made eye contact.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Lee." He paused in response to my comment. "But people call me Dr. Paul. I'm here to do a check-up on Marie... Who must be... you?" He said locking eyes with my wife.

"Yes, I'm Marie." She responded and I noticed that her knees were spread as she sat on the examination table.

"Oh, I'm sorry doctor.... I thought... Well, the name threw me off... I was expecting a... uh, you seem so young." I stammered.

"No problem, David, is it? You're Marie's husband? I get that all of the time because Asians tend to carry their age well. And I go by my first name because I like to have more personal relationships with patients." he said graciously.

Dr. Paul Lee looked more like a K-Pop star in a lab coat than a doctor. I didn't know what to make of him but he seemed nice enough and Marie's previous doctor had said he graduated from Stanford medical school. He had a strong posture that made him a presence in the examination room and his styled hair, defined jawline, and big smile added to his general charm. I sat back as the exam began and fidgeted with my phone to turn on the hidden camera I was wearing.

Dr. Paul started to run through a long series of questions for Marie about her health history. After about 10 minutes, he summarized and concluded, "Ok, so good so far. Um, I noticed that your body mass index is a little high, what do you do for exercise Marie?"

"Well, the nurse weighed me with my clothes and shoes on so my weight isn't quite that high but I haven't really exercised too much in recent years so I need help with that." she offered meagerly.

When he continued and started to ask her about her sexual history and breast examinations, I noticed Marie crossing and uncrossing her legs more than usual. Seeing that, I asked some additional questions to Paul to have him probe further -- "She hasn't had regular breast exams in a few years, doctor." "Not sure she has had a cervical exam ever, have you honey?" "And isn't she supposed to have a colonoscopy soon?"

After all of the questions, Paul began a general physical exam of my wife. I watched intently as he checked her eyes, ears, nose, lymph nodes... then her blood pressure and next her breathing with a stethoscope. When he was checking her chest, I noted that she had complained a little about her breathing and asked him to check more closely.

"Would it help if you listened by putting your stethoscope directly on her skin? I'm worried she might be developing heart palpitations or something." I said trying to act innocent.

"Honey, I'm fine." Marie interjected.

"Well, it's possible now that you are getting, uh, a uh little older." Paul said. "We can get you on an EKG at another appointment if you prefer Marie. Or, I can listen now."

"Ok, might as well..." Marie conceded as she untucked her blouse to give the doctor access. "Should I unbutton this?" She didn't wait for an answer and revealed her braless breast to her new doctor.

"Whichever you prefer Marie. Oh, okay... Now breathe deeply every time I move my stethoscope." Paul whispered as he caressed Marie's chest with the listening device.

I could see my wife's nipples getting hard and she was breathing deeply. I'm sure Marie did not expect anything more than the doctor touching her with the stethoscope but I was hoping it might get a little more intimate.

The doctor seems to concentrate with intensity and there was no way he couldn't notice Marie's hardening nipples. I watched with growing excitement in my pants and froze when Dr. Lee looked over to me, eyeballing my crotch.

I had to repeat to myself in my head, "Try not to stare too much. Try to act like you are more interested in your wife's health than her being exposed to the doctor."

"Things seem pretty good and normal here." Paul said.

I could hear in his voice that he was a little excited and his eyes never really left Marie's chest. I suspected I would get too excited if this lasted much longer but I had to add a comment or two to test the waters.

"Well, I'm glad you like what you see. But what are some of the signs of heart palpitations or lumps in Marie's breast or problems with her cervix? A friend of ours was diagnosed with cervical cancer last year..."

"Um, well there is nothing in Marie's health history that would make these things a concern. I assume you are doing breast self-check-ups regularly?"

"Actually, I haven't Dr. Lee." Marie said, leaning back and parting her knees again. She was in no hurry to button her blouse and my cock was stiffening. I was so happy I would have video of this to watch again later.

"I feel good overall so I haven't been worried, should I be?" I could tell she was attracted to the doctor for some reason.

"Well Marie. You can do almost anything you want to your body until you are about 50 years old and then things change pretty significantly. Are there any concerns you have? We can discuss more privately if there is anything that concerns you that you don't want to say in front of your husband."

"No, Paul. I like to be opened... I mean open in front of my husband...." Marie replied.

"But I do think you should come in for more extensive testing soon Marie." I added thinking about how to expose my wife more fully to the doctor.

"Well then, we can schedule some tests for the beginning of next week and make sure you are in good shape. To be blunt, I will say right now that your body-mass index is a little high Marie and high blood sugar will put you at risk in several different ways. What are you interested in doing for more exercise? How much do you drink every week?" the doctor asked.

"Oh, I love to have a glass or two of wine every night... is that bad? I'll do whatever you say doctor. I do think that I could be in better shape and maybe you could help me with that." My wife responded.

"I love good wine too. Wine isn't so bad for you, but maybe a new exercise routine would be good for you? I can call you with some suggestions at the end of the day when I am doing paperwork. and you can schedule those appointments for the next few weeks on your way out. I'll have to put my thoughts together about how we can get that body back in shape and looking good. I mean feeling good." With that Paul shook my hand but when he turned to my wife I noticed that he held her hand for a while and looked her in the eyes as he said, "I'll talk to you later tonight Marie."

As we left the doctor's office I asked my wife how she liked her new doctor. "He seems so smart and seems to know what he's doing. I like his holistic approach and that he's very direct." Then she paused and added, "He's good looking too which doesn't hurt."

"I noticed that he was very attentive during the examination. He seemed to look you over pretty good, which was nice. and he said he could help you get into shape as well so that will be nice for both of us. You know that I love your body but you don't show it off like you used to and you know how much that pleases me."

When Paul called later that evening, Marie went into another room to talk to him for some reason. I couldn't really hear what they were talking about but there was some laughter and it seemed like a long call, almost 30 minutes. When she came back into the living room I asked her how it went.

"He had a lot of interesting things to tell me. Gave me some good tips about nutrition and fitness. Paul also said that he teaches private yoga classes and said he could fit me into his schedule any time. The one thing that might interest you David is that he said that he could teach you how to massage me so that my circulation is healthy. I told him that I was interested in all of it because I want to look as good as possible now that I am almost 50 years old."

Hearing all of this had my mind racing. I could see Marie being exposed to Dr. Lee in all sorts of ways, at his office and in our house if he came over to the house for yoga lessons.. I wondered if it even might go further. but I also wondered why Dr. Lee would be interested in my wife because he was very good looking and seemed to be very fit. He was obviously successful as a doctor.

A few days later we went back to Dr. Lee's office for our next appointment which was Marie's breast exam. After he greeted us he mentioned that because Marie seemed to have dense breasts that he would do a special exam. First he would examine my wife's breasts with his hands and then with an ultrasound device.

I asked him if this was a normal procedure and he said that this was a special case. He was looking Marie in the eyes as he said this but then turned to me and asked me if I had any concerns. I told him it was fine and remembered to turn on my hidden camera.

The doctor then asked Marie if she wanted to wear a gown during the exam or if she was okay being topless. Jokingly she said, "I think my husband would prefer if I was topless for this," which made the doctor look at me quizzically.

Marie started to unbutton her blouse and removed it, exposing herself to Paul. Since I told her not to wear a bra she was immediately ready for the exam. My wife's breasts could not be more perfect to me. Firm and standing out on her chest with just a slight sag because they are natural. I think they are her best feature. And her areolas are almost silver dollar size and such an amazing color.

As Paul began examining my wife's breasts she flinched and squealed, "Oh! Your hands are cold." And I could see her nipples were getting hard. My cock was starting to twitch at the site.

"Yes, I was right, your breasts are quite dense which makes it more difficult to do an examination. So it helps to have the human touch in addition to the technology of an ultrasound." The doctor said all of this in a clinical tone but he never removed his hands from Marie's breasts so I could tell that he appreciated their size and firmness. I'm sure he was also enjoying her hard nipples which are very beautiful.

Paul continued for about 10 more minutes taking each breast in his hands and pretty much studying every Square millimeter. He then told Marie that he was going to examine her nipples as he took them between his fingers and squeezed them. This made my wife squirm and moan out loud.

"Oh doctor!" She whispered, clearly turned on. "Oh, I'm sorry. You just surprised me."

"Okay Marie. Everything seems to be fine and your breasts are in great shape. But you should be doing some sort of breast exam on a fairly regular basis at least once a month. To help keep your breasts healthy you should get some special bras that give you proper support during the day and when you exercise. Nike makes some great fitness tops for women that I think will fit you wonderfully given that you are larger than most women. And I am assuming you don't sleep with a bra on."

"That's right Paul. I sleep in a nude actually." she responded.

"Okay, well, the next step can get a little messy. I need to cover your breasts with some gel so that the ultrasound can get a better reading."

"Okay sir. That sounds fine." my wife murmured.

I thought I was going to lose my mind when I heard the doctor say this. I made sure the angle of the camera was perfect so that I could capture his hands greasing up my wife's tits.

Paul's gloved hands slowly coated each of my wife's breasts with some sort of gel that made them glisten. she looked so good and ready for a tit fuck. I thought I could see a bulge in Paul's pants but he took the ultrasound paddles and began moving them around to create imaging of my wife's breast. After a few minutes he stopped and picked up a towel. I thought he would hand it to Marie so she could get cleaned up but instead he started wiping the gel off of her tits.

"Well everything seems to be checking out just fine. but like I said you should make sure to take care of your breasts and examine them regularly. you did just great and everything looks great. so nothing to worry about for now. When you leave you should schedule your cervical exam for next week. and let me know if you want me to come by over the weekend for a yoga lesson and that massage I mentioned to you. I look forward to seeing you next week."

"Thank you doctor. See you next week." my wife said in a sultry voice.

I was a little speechless after all of this and didn't say much on the way home, but once we got in the door I took Marie into the bedroom and began kissing her wildly.

"Wow! what's gotten into you David. I guess that doctor's visit did something for you?"

"I know lots of men like looking at you because of your body and it's not a big deal. But watching someone touch you did something to me!" I muttered as I groped at Marie's body. "Seeing a doctor feel you up was... uh... exciting."

Just then I remembered that I still had the hidden camera on and excused myself to the bathroom to hide it. When I took my pants off and I couldn't believe how hard my cock was. I was so excited that when I finally penetrated Maria a few moments later I couldn't last more than a minute before I groaned and filled her up with what felt like an abnormally large load for me.

"Wow David, you are overly excited." she said and paused. "I think I'm going to go shopping for those bras that the doctor mentioned. And I think I'll give him a call and schedule a yoga session for the weekend. Do you want to join us for the yoga or just wait for your lesson in massage?"

"I think I'll pass on the yoga but the lesson will be good." I said as I got up to clean my cock.

In her mind Marie was thinking that her husband needed a lesson in how to please a woman sexually. as she walked out the door she wondered if that was something that Paul might be able to teach him as well.

When Paul came over a few days later for the yoga and massage session, he was wearing an outfit that showed off his fit body and what was apparently a good sized cock. The outfit wasn't too revealing but made it clear that he spent time sculpting himself. I could tell that my wife appreciated what she was seeing. I had told Marie that she should wear a sexy yoga outfit for me but I also knew Paul would likely appreciate it.

During the yoga lesson I snuck around the corner to watch as Paul took Marie through different poses and adjusted her position. He corrected her repeatedly and she kept asking him if she was doing it correctly. "Am I doing it right?" she would ask coyly. There was clearly some flirtation going on and I wonder where it would all lead.

An hour later Maria and Paul appeared in the kitchen ready to cool off with the drink. "How did it go?" I asked, seeing my wife's body glisten with sweat.

"It was great honey. I think you would like yoga and it might help you gain some stamina. Holding some of those positions can be a real workout. Paul taught me how to breathe through the discomfort of some of the stretches and I'm going to keep practicing. I'm definitely ready for a massage so if you're ready to learn, let's go."

"Where would you like to do it?" Paul asked

"In the bedroom I think. Follow me." Marie added with a little innuendo.

It felt like I was following them into their lover's bed and I couldn't help but get a hard-on watching Paul work on my wife's body. After a few minutes of talking through different muscles and pressure points Paul had me take over.

"That's the spot honey. But do it a little harder like Paul did." Marie groaned clearly, enjoying the whole scenario.

I could feel the cum boiling in my balls and stopped worrying about the growing bulge in my pants. it felt good to be working on my wife's body and I couldn't wait to fuck her as soon as Paul left.

"Well it looks like you know what to do now David. So I'm going to be on my way, see you next week at your appointment." Paul said

"Oh don't leave now Paul. Why don't you stay for a glass of wine? You said you liked wine and I forgot to pay you so let me go get my wallet." With that Marie pranced out of the room. A moment later we awkwardly followed her and I poured a few glasses of wine in the living room..

"Well I really appreciate you taking such a hands on approach to my health Dr. Lee. I feel so lucky to have fallen into your hands for my health care. I know that David also appreciated you looking out for me. Isn't that right honey?"

"Yes. It's great to know that my wife is being taken care of. I worry about it since there is such a big difference in our ages. It's hard for me to keep up sometimes. So having the inspiration has definitely helped me and we look forward to your ongoing services."

"Well a doctor's first commitment is to the well-being of his patients. so I am happy to help in whatever ways that I can. They say healthy relationships are the key to long lives. so you must have some healthy relationships in your life David. you are clearly a lucky man." he was staring directly at Marie's tits when he said this.

"And like I was saying Marie, it will help you to stretch every day to get the tone back in your long legs. And adding some crunches into your workouts will help tone your body in the way that you described to me. You should also remember to take those pictures of your body so that you can make before and after comparisons. We can track your progress with regular appointments if you like."

"And do you think I should take nude pictures so that I can really see the improvements in my body?"

"Well that's up to you Marie. but there is some research that says that spending time naked helps trigger a response that motivates people to work out harder." Again Paul said this in a very clinical tone but the topic itself gave me the impression that he had some secrets. "Well I should be going now. I have a dinner date. I will see you all next week. I assume you will be at the appointment as well David?"

"Yes, I will definitely be there Dr. Lee. See you next week." Then Marie added, "Here's what I owe you for today." And she tried to hand Paul what looked like a few $100 bills in cash.

"Oh no, I can't accept that. It was my pleasure to do some work with you today." Paul offered.

" I insist!" And with that my wife pushed her hand into Paul's pocket where it lingered for a few moments.

"Ah! Uh, thank you. Totally unnecessary but a wonderful gesture. See you next week." He said as he slowly walked away. It was clear that my wife had touched his cock which had the effect of giving me a hard-on.

As soon as Paul left, I pulled Marie into my arms and squeezed her tight. She Seemed almost as excited as me and we had a quickie right there in the living room. As much as I wanted to last I couldn't, but fortunately this time Marie was so worked up that we came at the same time.

To get ready for her cervical exam the next week Marie went shopping and bought a tight white skirt that was extraordinarily short for her. She also bought matching heels and a white button up top that flattered her tits. She also laid out in the sun every day to add some tone to it. The morning of the exam, she went to a salon and had a makeover which made her look very different - her new makeup made her look dramatically sexier.

When Dr. Lee greeted us I told him that his exercise tips seem to be working. Marie was exercising every day and I felt like I could see a difference already. He did a double take when he turned to greet Marie and said "Wow" under his breath.

As I asked Paul a few questions about massage and pressure points, Marie started very slowly unbuttoning her shirt. I realized the camera was pointing at the doctor so I turned toward Marie and mentioned that she was a little nervous about being examined today. When I watched the video later I saw that my wife was stripping for us but tried not to draw attention to it. I think the doctor was aware of this but on camera you can hear him talk through what is about to happen with the procedure.

He seemed fine until Marie dropped her skirt to the floor and picked it up to set it on the dresser. Now she stood before us in just her panties And heels because she was again without a bra. I took a really deep, loud breath and coughed at the sight.

When she took her panties off, we got an amazing view of her freshly shaved pussy. This caught Dr. Lee off guard and he was mesmerized for a moment. when he got his wits about him he asked Marie if she wanted a gallon.

"No. I think I'm okay given what's about to happen. I just want to know that everything down here is healthy." she said as she slowly slid a finger across her pussy. Then she climbed up on the examination table and asked, " what's next?"

I couldn't believe what was happening and was so happy to be recording it because it seemed like it was straight out of a porn video.

Dr. Lee helped Marie put her legs in the stirrups and I could tell that he had to concentrate to remain professional.

"I'm glad I've been stretching because otherwise this would be very uncomfortable." Marie said rather nonchalantly but never taking her eyes off of the doctor. I actually had to sit down to take the scene in. Unfortunately, what happened for the next 10 minutes or so was so clinical that my video footage seemed more like a documentary than a hot sex scene.

I wanted to tell him he could feel her up, but I knew this wouldn't go over well with anyone, no matter how much I thought Marie might want to fuck Dr. Lee.

But then Dr. Lee surprised both me and Marie by asking her if she wanted a rectal exam in addition to the cervical exam which he had just finished.

" I guess so. If you recommend it, Dr. Lee." Marie said apprehensively.

"OK, could you lift up a little for me please?" Paul asked.

She did and in doing so I caught a glimpse of her wet pussy. I wasn't surprised that the exam got her excited.

"Now I'm going to lubricate you down here so that I can examine you properly." with that he pulled out a small bottle of lubricant and coated his fingers. "Sometimes I ask patients to get on all fours but in your case Marie I think this will work fine."

It was an intense sight! My wife lifted her hips to give her asshole to the doctor. I nearly passed out but made sure to keep my focus so that the hidden camera would capture every second.

Paul said, "okay, good," and he put one hand on her bottom and said, "Now I will spread your cheeks a little and put some lubricant in you So that you don't feel any pain. it will be a little uncomfortable at first when I penetrate you."

I could see her muscles clench some as he said that. With one hand he spread her cheeks with a thumb on one cheek and his fingers on the other he exposed her beautiful rosebud. Then he rubbed the tip of his other index finger on her clenching and unclenching butt hole. Then he pushed the tip of his finger past her clenched sphincter.

She jumped and said, "oh no!"

"It's okay," Paul said as he pulled his finger out And then reinserted it. she squirmed a little more and realized it was already in there was nothing much to do.

I couldn't stop grinning. After several minutes of gazing at her glorious asshole, Paul pulled his finger out. Finally he said, "Okay, I don't feel anything that seems concerning, so you should be good until your colonoscopy in a few years."

She quietly said, "okay" and sighed.

For one final moment Paul bent in close between Marie's legs and paused. Then he added, "You did great Marie. Hopefully that wasn't too uncomfortable for you. You are healthy down there, which is great."

"Thank you Dr. Lee. I really appreciate the thorough work you do." Marie said as she got up and slowly started to dress.

"Yes, Dr. Lee. Thank you. I am happy to know that my young wife has a lot of good years ahead of her, especially since you've taught her a new exercise routine. I am actually wondering if you could do more training with her. As you know I am quite a bit older than her so it's hard for me to help her when it comes to physical activity."

"Well I will need to check my schedule. but I think I might be free Saturday afternoon if that would work for you. I can text you later today." Paul replied.

"Oh, thank you, Dr, Lee. I have some other stuff I would love to ask you about too, if that's okay." Marie said.

"Please call me Dr. Paul, like the rest of my patients. And I'm happy to have help anytime so please don't hesitate to reach out."

I was so horny when we got home that I immediately wanted to fuck my wife. But Marie had other ideas and said she wanted to go work out so that she could continue her fitness regimen. While she was out for a long walk and stretch, I watched the video from the day and jerked off in my office.

I was in the shower when she got home and noticed her laughing and smiling as she texted when I walked into the living room. "Who's that?" I asked, seeing her preoccupied.

"Oh, it's just Dr. Paul confirming for Saturday. He's answering a few of my questions about dieting and getting my body toned even faster." She said.

"Oh really? What's he saying?" I inquired.

" I was asking him about the comment he made about nudity helping to accelerate me getting into shape. He said It's a function of human psychology. Visualization and the positive feedback loop in our brains. So now I have a plan for Saturday And if that goes well I will make it a regular part of my routine. I think it might make you happy, that is if you still think my body looks good." With that Marie looked at me teasingly in the eyes and sauntered away.

On Saturday morning I was up very early as usual and spent some time editing together the videos I had shot of Marie at the doctor's office and during other errands when I had her dress up. I didn't know if it was the video or the exercise or the scenario in the doctor's office but she looked so good that I couldn't help stroke myself off.

When I was finished I noticed that Marie was in the shower so I tried to join her. but she laughed me off and got out as soon as I got in only offering me a few strokes to my cock and a kiss.

"That should keep you going today along with a surprise I have for you." She teased.

"I can't wait." I said and continued to rinse off.

A while later when I went to find Marie I was stopped in my tracks by the vision of her naked in high heels in the kitchen preparing brunch. "Is this my surprise?" I asked.

"Kind of." she said. " I am going to spend the naked as I do chores and get ready for my workout with Dr. Paul. I am going to see if what he said about visualization and being naked is true. So it's for me but it's also a treat for you. do you still like seeing your wife naked? What do you think?" she quizzed.

"Sounds like it's going to be an exciting day all around. I guess we'll see what happens." I teased wondering where the day would go. The thought of exposing my wife to Dr Paul in our house was super exciting so I spent a few hours hiding cameras around the house. I knew I would have video of Marie prancing around the house naked in addition to whatever else would happen. I also went to the liquor store and bought an expensive bottle of whiskey with the hope of keeping Dr. Paul around and getting him a little tipsy.

Just before 4:00 Marie told me that Paul should be arriving soon. She was prancing around getting an appetizer ready in case Paul wanted to stay for a drink. Seeing her naked all day long put some extra energy in my cock and I was excited about fucking her that night. I could also see that she had some extra energy as she seemed to glow in a way I hadn't seen in years.

A few minutes later the doorbell rang and Marie asked me to get it while she got dressed. I went to open the door and out of the corner of my eye caught my wife standing there naked in heels, lingering just long enough so that Paul must have seen her over my shoulder as I opened the door.

Soon enough, Marie and Paul were in their yoga routine and I went to my office to make sure I had captured video from the day and from yoga session happening in my living room. It was interesting to see them moving through posed together, synchronized, with Paul periodically giving Marie instructions or touching her to fix her physical posture in a post. Soon enough, they both were glowing with perspiration as they moved and stretched and posed.

After about they were laying side by side on the floor with their eyes closed, their bodies pulsing with breath. Moments later, Paul turned to my wife and asked her if she wanted to do some ab exercises. He also mention that he had a gift for her if she wanted to do more upper body and posture work.

"Sure, I would love to tone up my arms and do whatever I need to do to be in better shape. I want to be able to take care of David and make him happy." Marie offered.

"Ok, let's have you do 50 crunches and then I'll get the gift and set it up for you." Paul responded.

Marie grunted through the 50 crunches with Paul's encouragement as he held her feet, her body extending up and down with each movement. It was almost like watching her ride him as she moved back and forth toward him.

When she finished, they both took a deep breath before Paul got up to go to his car. A few minutes later, Dr. Paul returned with a pull-up bar that you install in a doorway. He asked my wife where to put it and she suggested the door to my office off of the living room.

Knowing they were about to enter my office, I quickly hid all of my camera toys and shifted my computer to some spreadsheets. "Oh, what do we have here?" I said in greeting as they entered my office.

"Honey, Dr. Paul got me a pull-up bar and I thought this would be a good place for it. Maybe we could both us it to get stronger?"

"Oh, that's fine, go ahead." I stammered hoping they didn't see what was on my computer screen.

"This will only take a minute and it won't damage your doorway. I have two installed in my house." Paul said as he quickly mounted the bar in the doorway. "Let me show you some basic exercises you can do to strengthen your arms and your abs."

As Paul demonstrated, his hyper fitness became apparent. But I could tell that my wife was most interest in Paul's well-defined abs as his shirt lifted to expose his midsection. It was a little embarrassing for me but I am 70 so I knew I could never keep up. But Marie was mesmerized and asked questions about what she might be able to accomplish with dedication and hard work.

"Well, I'm confident that you would love how you look with commitment and it would be great for your long term health. Your core is so important to your health so hanging on the bar like this and doing leg lifts will give you focused definition in your abs and it will help your back and your general posture, which is so important. Just like what we were working on in yoga. Do you want to try? Give it a shot, do what I just did with the leg lifts as you hang from the bar." Paul smiled in encouragement as he said this.

"Ok, a new routine to get shape. I'm doing this for you David, so I hope you appreciate it. Don't laugh, honey." Marie offered as she reached up to hang from the pull-up bar.

Far from laughing, it was an amazing sight to see Marie's tits on display as she hanged from the bar. I wished I had a camera to record her but this was all impromptu. I could tell that Paul was also appreciating how hanging from the bar showed off the lines of my wife's body.

Suddenly he offered, "Now Marie, try to do a pull-up. This will help your body balance your strength with your weight so eventually if you can do 5 pull-ups you will be where we want you to be in terms of strength and definition."

Marie struggled and groaned in exertion but could only manage a half pull-up. "No!" Paul interrupted. "Keep your grip and now try some suspended leg lifts to work on your abs. Lift your legs to 90 degrees as you hang, this should be easier. Yes, that's it. Up and down... two... three... keep going. I bet you can get to 10."

As Marie struggled through 7, 8, and 9, Paul helped her by lifting her calves to get them to parallel.

"Yes, 10! That's awesome Marie! You might be a little sore tomorrow but that's always a sign of growth. And maybe you will need a massage... which David can help with." Paul exclaimed with genuine enthusiasm.

"Well this is cause for celebration!" I added. "How about we start happy hour? I have a new whiskey I think you will appreciate Paul. Mature like a fine woman, just like my beautiful wife Marie."

"Stop David! You two get a drink. I'm going to rinse off and make myself more presentable for the evening." Marie exclaimed as she headed toward the master suite.

I ushered Paul into the living room and poured us a round of whiskey. I was enthusiastic because of Marie's new commitment to fitness but also because of the growing collection of videos I had that featured my wife in various states of undress, either with Paul or because of him. If I was a professional video editor, I'm sure I could have created some amazing Pornhub videos like my favorites Playback4fun but for now I was happy with my private collection.

As our first round of drinks was concluding, Marie finally made her entry and she was definitely a site. She was wearing extra high heels with an extra short tight skirt that barely covered her ass cheeks, and a top that fit tightly across her big tits. She joined us in the living room where we were sucking ice cubes and seemed to deliberately choose to sit across from Paul but away from me. When she sat down her skirt rose up and made it clear that she wasn't wearing panties and I suspected that she had just shaved her pussy minutes before.

"How's the whiskey gentleman?" she asked, taking in the scene. Sensing that the mood was right and that we were feeling a little loose, Marie leaned forward, flashing Paul her cleavage, and pouring us another round as she asked if we wanted to hear a fun story.

"Sure honey. Tell us what you're thinking." I encouraged her.

"Well, David, you know this already, but Paul you might be interested to know that because of your encouragement I spent the day naked from the moment I got up until when you rang the doorbell. And it made me feel alive in a way that I'm not sure I've ever experienced. So when we were working out earlier it felt extra sensual and I felt different in my body than I've ever felt before."

"Ah... tell us more Marie." I eagerly interjected, both curious and hopeful that my wife would share something with lurid details.

For a split second, I saw Marie glance at me, searching for the boundary, then flicked her eyes back to Paul as if daring herself onward. She inhaled, maybe the deepest breath of her day, and continued, "It unlocked something, I think. This feeling like I could do anything, that I was wanted or maybe... exposed. Every sensation seemed brighter. I felt like a little bit of an animal, or a goddess, or maybe both at once. Even now, I feel different than I did before. It's like everything I feel has changed temperature." She laughed, nervous, but she didn't look away from Paul, and her laughter tipped into a subtle moan as her left leg crossed over the right, causing her skirt to ride even higher on her thighs.

Paul's gaze was clinical, but also hungry, and for a second I worried my wife would stop. Instead, she held his stare -- a long, slow gaze. "I'm serious," she said, her voice low. "I kept thinking about the way you said to pay attention to my body, Dr. Paul, every sensation. And all day, every touch, every brush of air, every place my skin touched a chair or the counter or the sheets -- it all felt magnified. Sometimes I worry David will get tired of seeing me naked, but today I couldn't be naked enough."

I felt a surge up my spine, a cocktail of jealousy and arousal. I poured us all another round of whiskey, even though my wife rarely had anything but wine.

Paul didn't say anything at first, just nodded as if taking notes for a case study. Then, softly, "That's not unusual, Marie. Most people have never really seen themselves as they are. Most live in their bodies but never truly feel." He paused, the silence almost vibrating in the room. "But there's power in new practices. Sometimes you have to see yourself through someone else's eyes to understand yourself. Or to realize your full self and what you are capable of in this world."

Marie's fingers lingered on her glass. "I think that's what I wanted. Maybe always. Someone to look at me and see more than what's just there. Or maybe less. Maybe just flesh and bones and someone to be with." She brought the glass to her lips and drank -- three long swallows of whiskey, her throat working. "I'm not sure exactly when it started, but after today, after the way you pushed me in that workout, the way you explained what would happen to my body if I kept doing it -- I couldn't stop thinking about how my body felt. Whether it was soft or hard, how it moved. Whether someone was watching." Her cheeks flushed and she paused, but she didn't sound embarrassed. "I realized I liked it. Being watched and feeling wanted."

Paul's eyes flickered. "Do you feel more alive in your skin, Marie?" he said, sipping his whiskey in reflection. "Voyeurism isn't so bad when everyone enjoys the view." The words tumbled out clinical and warm at once. My head spun as I tried to read what was happening in my house with my wife and what I wanted and what might be happening. Was Paul suggesting something, was I drunk? Did my wife want to fuck her doctor?

Something shifted then -- a silent tilting of the floor between us. Marie uncrossed her legs and recrossed them the other way, letting the skirt climb impossibly higher. Her thigh glowed in the evening light. "Is it normal to be this excited after a workout?" She asked, the note of innocence entirely transparent.

"It is if the workout is good enough," Paul said. "Endorphins flood the system, the body gets hungry for oxygen, touch. For recovery." He smiled. "For pleasure."

Marie rolled her lip under her teeth, her gaze roaming the surface of the table, not quite meeting his eyes. "Well, I think I want to learn how to prolong this feeling so that I can get into better shape. Clearly, my body needs some help."

I set my glass down and tried to anchor the moment. I wanted to say something subtle and sophisticated, but the whiskey and the vision of my wife's bare thighs had unraveled my capacity for subtlety. "You could have another workout session," I said, "after dinner or maybe tomorrow?"

The suggestion hung in the air. I saw Paul register it. Marie's pulse was visible along her throat, and I realized she was breathing the way she did when she was sexually excited.

"Well, I'm up for it if you are Marie," Paul said, "But I would love to hear more about what is was like for you to spend the day naked. And if David pours me another whiskey, I might be telling you two some stories that might be better left untold."

"Yeah, honey, tell us more about your day." I encouraged.

Marie took a deep breath and encouraged by her drink, continues sharing.

"It started out feeling silly and stupid," she said, threading both hands through her hair, which hung in loose waves now. "Like a dare in my own house. I made the bed naked, and the sheets felt cold at first, but that made me notice the temperature of every part of my skin, where it touched the air, where it touched itself. I vacuumed, I did some laundry, and when I bent over to get things out of the washer I had this idea that it must look pornographic, the way my body bent. I thought, if anyone was watching--" she glanced at me sideways -- "that would be the what they'd see, my body exposed fully."

She paused, chasing the memory with another sip of whiskey. "At first, I kept thinking 'what if the neighbors saw in the window.' My heart would race. But the more I did it, the more I wanted to --"

She drew a slow, thoughtful breath and at first I thought she might make an excuse to stop, but instead Marie continued as if confessing to a priest. "It wasn't just the nakedness exactly. It was the idea of being seen, and seeing myself. I went out in the backyard and laid on the chaise lounge by the fence. I listened to the birds and felt the sun on every inch of me. It was almost like being peeled alive, but... not painful. Just hyper-aware. I wondered if the neighbors would notice, or the landscaper. I think I wanted them to. I think I want more of that. I know you like it, David. Me being exposed. But I like it too, maybe more than you."

She eyed me over the rim of her glass and for a moment I felt like we were in a marriage confessional. "There's something about being watched, or imagined, that just... turns me on. I've never really admitted it. Even to myself. Maybe I always thought it was for you, David. But today it felt like it was for me."

She set her glass down. Her hands trembled just slightly. There was a pause and I realized I was hard, sitting there waiting for her to tell us more.

Paul was calm and focused, but you could see his brain working. "That's a kind of liberation. I think most people want more of that." He looked at Marie with the kind of directness you learn as a doctor and nowhere else. "There's research that shows women especially are conditioned to feel shame at being seen. But when you override that, when you let yourself be seen by someone else, that makes you feel alive. Like it isn't even your own body, but the body of someone being invented by your third eye."

Marie licked her lips as she listened. Then she added, "Today I spent so much time picturing myself from the outside, from above, from behind. Lying in the sun, loading the dishwasher, even standing in front of the fridge -- seeing myself as if I wasn't myself." She paused.

Paul was listening intently. "It's actually a documented phenomenon. There's a theory in neuropsychology called the 'observer effect' -- not just in physics, but in human consciousness. When you know you're being observed, your experience changes. Most people find it uncomfortable; some find it intoxicating."

Marie smiled, "I think you know what category I'm in, Paul." Her voice was a caress, but not for me. "It is almost as intoxicating as this whiskey."

Paul smiled. "It's a rare thing, being so honest. Most of my patients would never say this out loud. But that's exactly why so few people ever change. No one gets better pretending to be what they aren't."

Marie nodded, her eyes flicking between us to measure her revealed secret. She looked at the bottle, then back at Paul. "When you say 'observer effect,' do you mean it literally? Or do you think it's just the fantasy of being watched that changes things?"

He thought a moment, "Both. The fantasy primes it. The reality cements it. I think our minds are built to anticipate the gaze of someone else, even before we actually feel it. When it happens for real, you either shrink or you grow." He reached for his glass and took a sip.

There was a strange clarity in the silence that followed. My wife, a little flushed and more beautiful to me than ever, watched Paul who folded his hands and leaned forward as if he were about to take a patient's pulse. I just sat and watched them, knowing I was both audience and possibly accomplice.

It was Paul who finally spoke, his words softer and more deliberate. "David, what did you do all day while Marie was experimenting?"

"Uh," I cleared my throat and refocused my attention away from all of the fantasies I was creating in my mind. "I, uh, ran some errands. You know, grocery shopping and got the car washed, watched some golf..." then added with a smile for my wife, "... and of course, admired the new view here at the house."

Paul smiled in response. "Well, there's something else you can do as you continue to work on your fitness Marie. A sort of thought experiment or meditation"

"What is it?" Marie asked eagerly.

Paul glanced at me, then back to her. "It a visualization exercise. You said you wanted to see yourself from outside and that it made you feel different today. After your yoga sessions, when you are scanning your body, you can start to imagine in detail, not just how you feel physically, but imagine what your body looks like from someone else's point of view. Not to be critical of yourself, but to love yourself and the person you are becoming. You said you felt alive today. This is an exercise to help you feel that way more often."

Marie's face lit up with something. I couldn't read her. She looked down at her lap, then to me. She set her glass down and with a slow, precise movement, stood up from the couch.

Paul did not look away. It was clear that my wife had his full attention.

Marie, standing tall in the evening light, looked at us both. Mesmerized, she started, "I felt... untouchable," she said after a moment, her breathing uneven, "and at the same time, like my skin was a filter for my pleasure that anyone could use."

"I felt like I could suddenly be anybody," she murmured, "... feeling my skin and muscles in every movement..." She shifted her weight, chest heaving with an exaggerated sigh.

Marie's response became a whisper, her lips parted just enough to give speak softly. "I felt desirable. I felt worthy of being the center of attention..."

She stood there for another moment and I could see her calves flexed above her heels.

"Wow. I can't believe... I just said all of that out loud." Marie uttered as she sat back down.

There was an awkward moment of silence because the whole scenario was like some sort of combination of an art film and a porn movie.

"Oh, look at the time." Marie said, resetting the tone in the room. "Paul, why don't you join us for dinner. David can run and get us some take out. I'll call ahead so it shouldn't take too long." Marie offered.

"Oh, I couldn't... I've taken up enough of your time." Paul said with a hint of hesitation.

"We insist. David, go run down to the Inn and I will call in the order. It should only take 10 minutes so you'll be back in no time."

"Ok. Be right back." I said. With that, I was out the door but not before turning all of my hidden cameras back on to capture anything that might happen in my absence.

The video I watched later revealed quite a show, which, coupled with watching my wife prance around the house naked, made quite an intense little movie once I edited all together.

Apparently, as soon as I left, Marie went to my office to call in the order. But she told the restaurant that the order would be picked up in 30 minutes, not 10 like she told me which is why I was gone for about 45 minutes total.

After making the order, Marie asked Paul to show her the proper technique for doing pull-ups again which he did by doing 5 slow ones and talking through them. I could see my wife admiring his biceps and his abs again. She even said so out loud. "Paul, I do have to say that your abs are really sexy."

"Well, thank you Marie. I work hard at it and you will definitely see more definition in your mid-section if you do the exercises I showed you earlier." He was eyeing her body as he said this.

"How about I do another set right now?" She said as she reached for the bar, putting her breast on display for Paul.

"Great! One, two, three..." Paul counted out loud, his eyes drawn to my wife's bare legs, her skirt barely covering her.

"FOUR! Ugh..." Marie grunted as she swung forward and wrapped her legs around Paul, her arms around his neck.

Reacting by instinct, Paul caught her in his arms and she my wife started kissing him. He responded by taking her in his arms and devouring her mouth. They moaned and tongue kissed, their bodies grinding together intensely.

"Paul, put your cock in me and fuck me." Marie beckoned. I was surprised as I had never her talk like that.

Paul responded by cupping Marie's ass cheeks and grinding into her as he held her suspended off her feet against his body.

"Oh, I can feel your hard cock. Do you want me Paul? Take me now." She said as she reached between their bodies. "Oh, it's so hard and big. I want you in me."

I had heard the internet rumors about Asian men having small cocks but I knew better from watching porn. In a video of pornstar Deauxma - one of my favorites because she reminds me of Marie with bigger tits - an Asian guy named Keni Styles fucks her hard until she squirts all over him.

For a quick moment, Marie and Paul unlocked. Paul stepped back for a moment and took in the side of my wife in her tight top, short skirt, high heels, and new sexy makeup. She was an incredible sight and Paul aggressively stepped toward her and began stripping her, leaving her only in her heels. Paul then took Marie in his arms again and kissed her as she caressed his hard cock. Paul was clearly big and the flex in his cock looked unnatural in its hardness.

"Your cock is so beautiful but we only have a little time Paul. Take me. Hurry." Marie mounted Paul again, rubbing her naked pussy lips on his hardness with her legs locked around his waist. When Paul lifted her up, she positioned his cockhead at her pussy hole and he let her slide down on his length. As he entered her inch by inch, she groaned in satisfaction.

"You feel so good Marie. So tight and wet. Mmmm..." Sharing a sloppy wet kiss, Paul athletically lifted her up and down by her ass, fucking her onto his hard cock. She wrapped her legs around him whimpering. He bounced her up and down making her beautiful tits shake as she moaned and groaned. Her breathing was loud and I could tell she was feeling more pleasure than ever had with me. It was amazing to see my wife flailing around on another man's cock, her heels flipping back and forth to the rhythm of Paul's thrusts.

Paul slowed for a moment and pulled Marie in closer to tongue kiss her. My wife aggressively took his tongue in her mouth moaning and squirming on his dick. I was in awe and started stroking myself as I watched the video of my wife with another man.

Suddenly, Paul started bouncing Marie hard on his throbbing cock which jolted her to orgasm. "Oh, jeezus! I'm cumming Paul. Oh, so good baby. Keep fucking me."

Seeing my wife shaking in orgasm on her doctor's cock made me extra hard myself and I started stroking faster.

"Oh Paul! Keep going... Please... I think I'm gonna cum again..." Her voice trailed off.

"Don't cum yet Marie." Paul commanded as he stopped bouncing her up and down, instead grinding deep into her. Between more sloppy tongue kissing, Paul moaned, "I couldn't say this in front of your husband..." more kissing... "but an active sex life..." tongue slurping... "will improve your fitness..." tongue in Marie's ear... "and activate hormones to help you lose weight." He pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "I'd love to help you with that."

When he finally let her down he had her sit back in my office chair. "Now I want to make you cum again really hard. I want you to really let go for me baby. Doctor's orders."

Paul then extended her legs over his arms and reentered her swollen pussy. Gripping the arms of the chair as he fucked her, he added speed and friction by pushing her back and forth on the wheels of the chair. As the chair rocked back and forth, he pounded her in every direction. It was an amazing sight. I had never seen anything like it or even imagined it. Using the arms of the chair for leverage Paul ramrodded my wife's pussy while making her tits shake wildly. I'd never seen anybody fuck so hard and I could tell that my wife loved it. My office chair was now a fucking apparatus for my wife and her doctor.

Sitting now in the chair where Paul ravished my wife and her pussy, I watched the video footage which was definitely like a hot amateur porno movie. I knew that I would remember the scene every time I sat in my office chair. It seemed to offer the perfect platform for Paul to jackhammer my wife using the arms to keep her spread wide and add to the leverage for fucking her deep. The chair seem to make my wife's body available to Paul in every way. His mouth was all over her tits and they could kiss while he pummeled her pussy, owning it and bringing them both intense pleasure.

Watching the recording gave me the thought that we could get rich making porn videos of my wife getting fucked by her doctor. They look like professionals on screen because they were so passionately going at one another. The best part of it that this was real life, my real life. My fantasy of playing doctor with my wife had become real and was captured on film. And I wondered if it would continue because if it did, I would need better camera equipment with better audio.

As I watched the end of their amazing fuck session, I saw Paul whisper something to my wife as he fingers her cunt. He's pulled out of her at this point and his cock is bobbing around. I watched the video over a few times and couldn't figure out what he said but she moans and nods her head 'yes' as she spasms on his fingers one more time. I also took note of the fact that it looked like Paul hadn't cum while my wife had at least 3 orgasms in about 30 minutes.

I looked at the time stamp on the video and knew that I would be walking in the front door with food any moment. On the video, Paul looks at his phone and quickly gets dressed and Marie does the same. It made me wonder what I would have done if I had walked in on them while they were fucking. I think I might have just watched from the doorway and not do anything to stop them.

Paul slowly kissed my wife one more time and she reciprocated passionately before they made their way back to the living room. I couldn't tell what they were talking about on the video because they were whispering to one another across the coffee table.

As soon as I started to open the door in the video of our living room, Paul got up and began to leave. Back in real time, I remember Paul looked a little flustered as he left, telling me that he got called into the hospital because of an emergency. This seemed normal to me at the time and I didn't think anything of it until I watched the hot video action later on.

In bed later that night, my thoughts were rushing and my cock was hard but Marie said she was too tired for sex. I knew why of course but didn't have the will to confront her. Was this the first time Marie had fucked another man since we got married? Did I really care given the fact that it turned me on so much? In fact, I started to think about how to scheme and film more encounters for my wife and Paul or better yet, watch in person and maybe participate. I wondered if I should tell them that I wanted them to fuck if I could watch and maybe help plan the scenarios. Did I want that? What did I want?

The next morning I decided to drive out to a lake and take a walk to think things through. To me it seemed obvious that Marie wouldn't leave me for Paul or anyone else and it didn't seem like Paul wanted Marie for anything else than pleasure. I also worried that some of this was my own fault for always wanting Marie to dress up and expose herself to men. Maybe now that she had had an affair, there would be more because she knew she was sexually attractive to a successful man who was helping to transform her in more ways than one. After an hour or so, I still wasn't sure what I wanted but I knew that Marie was a special woman and my wife. I also knew it turned me on to see her get fucked, really fucked by Paul, something that I was no longer really capable of, even with Viagra.

When I got home, I thought I saw Paul's car driving away from the house as I turned the corner onto our street. But there are a lot of black Mercedes sedans in the world.

When I walked in the house, Marie was in the bathroom. I knocked on the door after about 10 minutes to see if she was ok.

"I'm fine, just need a minute... my stomach is a little queasy." She said through the closed door. "I'll be ok once this passes. Then I'm gonna take a long bath to clean up."

I took the opportunity to go to my office and rewatch the video from the day before and noticed that I had forgotten to turn off the cameras last night, probably because of my excitement seeing Paul fuck my wife in the chair where I was now sitting. I was about to delete the footage thinking it would just be the empty house but rewound it to make sure I didn't delete anything from the day before. I was also about to find out why Marie was taking so long in the bathroom.

As I reviewed the video, I saw Marie come on screen in the living room and I wasn't particularly surprised when I saw Paul too although my pulse quickened. As I watched the scene unfold, Marie was all over Paul the minute he walked in the door. There was a clear sense of urgency between them and in less than a minute, Paul was fucking my wife on the sofa, his pants around his ankles and my wife still in her skirt, panties pushed to the side. I could tell she was about to cum after just a few minutes of Paul's jackhammering. She came so hard that she pushed him away shuddering in pleasure.

Paul sat back, his hard cock standing straight up on display as Marie caught her breath. Slowly, my wife stood up to strip for Paul who reached for her tits the moment they were uncovered. He kicked out of his pants but then reached into his pocket for something. It looked like a bottle of lubricant.

"I want to fuck your ass Marie. Will you let me? I want to fill your ass with cum since I didn't cum in you last night."

I was a little surprised to hear Paul talk like this but then again I wasn't surprised at all given the fucking he gave my wife last night.

Marie stood in front of Paul naked, hesitating. She was trembling, but not with anxiety. Her lips pulled into a sly, tender smile as she looked down at him, his cock rigid and glistening with her juices. A momentary flush of color danced across her face, and then she nodded.

"Are you really asking or will you just take what you want?" Marie's voice was so quiet it barely registered on the video. I leaned in, my own breath getting quicker.

Paul simply pulled her down onto his lap so she straddled him, then began tongue kissing her. His hands, strong and precise, pulled her ass cheeks apart as they mashed lips together. Then he reached down and began to apply the lube. I watched in perverse awe as my wife, who I'd only ass fucked a few times when we were way younger, relaxed into his grip like she'd been waiting for this.

He worked the lube into her ass in slow, small circles. With exquisite patience, he massaged her asshole, getting her ready.

Watching the playback as I sat in my office chair, I could see that Marie was on fire with anticipation; she wasn't just giving in to Paul, she was hungry for it. Paul worked a finger into her, then another, stretching her slowly, and Marie lost her composure collapsing into guttural moans that echoed across the room.

I could see her hands, claws now with her bright red fingernails and her shimmering diamond wedding ring, digging into Paul's shoulders for balance as he spread her and eased her down onto his throbbing erection, careful to let her body adjust. His cock, thick and slick, slid against the tight ring of her asshole, meeting resistance and then, with a collective gasp, parting her as he pressed the head inside. Marie's eyes fluttered, her lips trembled, and for a second she looked directly toward the camera, giving herself to the invisible audience, to me, to an imagined stranger watching her.

Paul fucked her ass in slow, relentless increments, his hands kneading her waist and her hips, pulling her down until he was buried to the hilt. My wife's back arched with each gentle push. She started to whimper, but it wasn't pain that made her vocal, it was the unbelievable pleasure of being truly possessed, of being cock-stuffed and helpless with her cheeks splayed open for Paul. Her moans muffled against his neck; she bit his skin and jerked up and down on him, unable to keep still even as he held her impaled.

"I can't believe how good this feels," Marie managed, wrenched out of her own body by the sensation. Paul fucked her in patient, rhythmic thrusts, and she let her body ride each wave, losing herself to the force of it, the rawness, the completeness.

He whispered to her, "You're giving it to me, aren't you Marie. I'm gonna own your ass."

She nodded, face flushed and beautiful in the morning light, her arms wrapped around his neck, holding on for dear life. It was as though she wanted him so badly she didn't care who saw. She wanted the idea of herself, open and filled and ruined for anyone but her lover. Paul's hands were everywhere all at once, controlling her hips, massaging her tits, guiding her mouth when he wanted to taste her again. He leaned forward as he drilled her, whispering encouragement into her ear, words lost to the rhythm of their bodies.

Almost methodically, Paul worked my wife's asshole, alternately fucking her with slow, deep thrusts and then with savage, quick ones. Marie bucked and tensed, each wave of sensation sending a tremor through her thighs. At first she tried to muffle her moans, but soon she abandoned even that, gasping and crying out as if she wanted the whole neighborhood to know what was happening to her. Each time Paul bottomed out inside her, Marie let out a ragged, helpless cry of surrender. She shuddered and worked herself down, ass swallowing more of him until she was fully seated, wrapped around his thickness and barely able to breathe.

Paul's control was relentless. He didn't let his own pleasure run away with him, instead guiding each thrust to maximize her openness, her exposure. He pulled her cheeks apart as his cock stretched her, feeling the way her body yielded to him.

Marie moved with him now, building rhythm, her voice a running commentary of helpless desire. Every stroke, every motion, she moaned openly, almost sobbing with the force of what she was feeling. She clung to him, sweat beading her skin as they both were about to explode.

"Yes. Cum inside of me. I want you to fill me with your hot cum Paul," her voice shaky but sure. Paul smiled and kissed her, biting gently at her lip, then took her by the hips and started to fuck her with steady, deep thrusts. My wife, normally so quiet and restrained in even our most passionate moments, had no inhibition left. Each movement made her moan louder, each stroke made her beg for more.

"Harder. Please, Paul, don't stop." When Paul did exactly as she asked, picking up the rhythm until the sound of skin on skin echoed through our living room, my own body clenched with jealousy and awe. Marie, riding Paul, let go so completely, her mouth open in unfiltered ecstasy.

I pressed my own cock through my pants, watching as they neared their climax.

Paul didn't last much longer. With a grunt he slammed up into Marie and held her impaled, trembling, his head buried in her shoulder. Marie seemed to cum at the same time, her whole body locked up in a spasm, half scream, half sob. For a long moment they just clung together, breathing ragged, and then Marie collapsed against his chest, limp and sated.

They stayed like that, Paul's arms wrapped around her, his cock still buried inside, until her breathing slowed and she started to giggle. She kissed his cheek and nuzzled into his neck, her hair a wild mess.

"I can't believe I just did that," she whispered. "I've only done anal a few times before but now I want it more Paul. I assume you can help me with that Dr. Lee?"

Paul smiled and squeezed her hips. "You're amazing, Marie."

She sat up slowly, still perched on his lap, and looked down at herself. I could see the mess where he'd finished in her, creamy and leaking. "I need to clean up. I have no idea when David will be back."

"What do you think he would have done if he'd walked in on us?" Paul asked as he got dressed.

Marie paused, then shrugged, as she gathered her clothed from the floor, Paul's cum oozing from her asshole. "Honestly?" She smirked. "I think he would've stayed. Maybe watched. Maybe even... helped." She let the implication hang, the half-smile on her lips a dare.

Paul zipped up his pants and said, "I think that might be true."

She leaned in and kissed him, lingering close, then whispered, "Next time, maybe we don't wait for him to leave the house."

Paul smiled, as if that thought had already occurred to him. "Next time," he repeated.

After Paul left, Marie went straight to the bathroom which is where she was now as I watched the video of their morning romp.

Seeing my wife get her ass fucked by her doctor was enough to make me cum in my pants with very little stroking. The easy mess in my pants was clarifying. I now knew that my wife would be seeing her doctor on a very frequent basis. I made up my mind that I was going to have a long conversation with Marie as soon as she got out of the bathtub. I also made up my mind that I was going to schedule all of her doctor appointments for her from now on...