It was just coming up to 5.00 a.m. on Sunday morning. It was the third time I had woken up from a fitful night’s sleep. I was alone in the marital bed that I shared with my wife, Paula. I was spending more and more night’s alone during the last year. The reason for this being that Paula now spent an increasing amount of time with David, her boyfriend and lover.

This weekend to which I refer, was the first weekend that Paula and David were spending a full weekend away in each other’s company, staying in a beautiful Cotswolds country hotel an hour’s drive from our home. All of this was happening, of course, with my full approval and support. It was an opportunity for the relationship between the lovers to blossom and grow even deeper.

I had been given the honour of chauffeuring Paula to the hotel on the Friday early evening. Paula had dressed in style for meeting Oli. She wore sheer platinum seamed stockings, 4” heels and an LBD that when she sat down revealed a tantalising glimpse of nyloned thigh. Earlier that day, Paula had been to the hairdressers, followed by a visit to the beauticians for a facial, manicure and pedicure. Prior to leaving for the hotel, I had shaved Paula’s legs and ensured that her pussy was completely smooth. Paula looked and smelt delicious for her weekend of love with David.    

We arrived at the hotel just after 6.00 p.m. and much to her obvious delight, Paula immediately melted into David’s loving arms as they shared a passionate and tender kiss, their tongues intertwined. The love they have for each other was evident as their eyes met. I immediately felt like I should take my leave and as they broke from their kiss, I handed Paula’s case to David. His reaction was to warmly shake my hand, before handing me the room key and suggesting that I take the case to their room, and then join the lovers for a coffee in the lounge.

A few minutes later, I entered the lounge and spotted the lovers chatting and smiling as they sat hand in hand. The feelings I was experiencing were overwhelming. I knew that Paula was now Davids, at least for that weekend, but I also knew that my darling Paula had feelings for David that went far deeper that I had envisaged possible some three months before, when Paula and David had first met.

Over coffee, David suggested that I join the lovers for dinner, but Paula said that she would rather dinner be just the two of them and that I should head for home but that before I left them, I should order three glasses of champagne as she wanted to toast hers and David’ relationship and say a few words.

When the champagne arrived, all three of us raised our glasses. Paula, who at this stage was snuggled up close to David on a sofa, said the following

“I have an announcement to make. Chris, as I think you already know. David is the new love interest in her life. You will always be my husband, but you must now accept that David and I are inseparable and devoted to spending as much time together as his other commitments allow. This weekend is all about David and we would ask that you respect our wishes and not make any contact with either of us”

Paula smiled at me before discreetly slipping off her sheer black panties, handing them across to me and insisting that I finish my champagne and then go to the gents, remove my boxers and replace them with her panties. I meekly did as I was told. The lovers barely gave me a second glance as I walked away, leaving them to spend the next 48 hours together in which their mutual pleasure and enjoyment was all that mattered.

The drive home was a beautiful and exquisite agony. My cock strained against the panties, and I was conscious that I was leaking pre-cum into the flimsy nylon. When I got home, I knew that I was in for a weekend of being constantly aroused. Later that night when I pulled back the duvet cover, I found a handwritten note from Paula. It read:

“My darling Chris, by the time you read this mail. My boyfriend will have made love to me in the hotel room.  He will have filled my pussy with his delicious thick cum, whilst I had my stockinged legs wrapped around his back, pulling him deep inside me”.

My cock immediately stood to attention. My previously demure wife was now playing the part of the hot wife that I had always prayed she would become. Yes, Paula had met guys before and had some fun, but never had she become remotely close to falling in love. I was in no doubt that my lovely wife was now in a full relationship with David and I could not hve been happier for them and indeed myself.

Laying in the marital bed with my cock encased in the tiny nylon panties, I checked my phone to see if the lovers may have changed their minds and messaged me but there were no messages. I masturbated into Paula’s panties at the thought of what the lovers may be doing as midnight approached.

To bring the adventure up to date, soon after noon on Sunday, I received my first message from the lovers. It simply said to be at the hotel car park at 2.00 p.m. but not to come into the hotel reception and that they would find me when they were ready.

I sat patiently in the car and finally at 2.45 the loving couple emerged from the hotel with their luggage. They walked hand in hand towards the car, bother wearing beaming smiles, evidence of their total love for each other.  They stopped some 20 feet from the car and embraced. Paula then wrapped her arms around David’s next and pulled his mouth towards hers. The kiss seemed to last forever and was full of passion. I was totally mesmerised and immensely aroused, as evidenced by my twitching cock. 

I continued to wait but the Lovers seemed not to want to part company and who would blame them, such was their wanting for each other. Eventually, the lovers came and stood at the front of the car and resumed their kissing and hugging. My cock was standing to attention at this erotic spectacle, pushing hard at the flimsy material of the nyloned panties that I had been instructed to wear when I collected Paula. David’s hand pulled Paula so close that I imagine she could feel his hardness pushing against her.

To sum up my feelings at this stage, I was experiencing several emotions, all of them positive. I knew for certain that the dynamics between the three of us had changed irrevocably and that I was now the outsider in this love triangle. I was thrilled beyond words to know that with my encouragement and support, Paula and David were now a loving, adoring couple. Our search for a third person in our relationship had finally borne fruit after many false starts.

Eventually. David opened the front passenger door of the car, allowing Paula to slip in beside me. He reached out to shake my hand and thanked me for being kind enough to chauffeur Paula to and from the hotel. David was not only very much Paula’s lover but also very considerate and understanding of my needs and emotions.  David and Paula shared one last kiss, before he gently closed the car door and stood back to wave goodbye to his girlfriend.

As we drove away from the hotel, I had a headful of questions, but Paula said that much of what had preceded me collecting her was private and that whilst she would be prepared to share come information with me, it would be limited. Paula rightly pointed out that if she were having an illicit affair outside of our marriage, I would be totally oblivious to any detail, so I should consider myself lucky.

I then asked Paula if there were any photos from the weekend. She smiled at me and confirmed that there were many photos taken, both in and out of the hotel bedroom **. Paula then pointed out that the photos were in a private file on hers and David’s phone and were both password protected and backed up. When I politely asked if I could see a random selection, she laughed and told me that maybe in time but her and David would let me know in due course and to not ask again.

**Private footnote from David – one of the main reasons my girlfriend and I did not immediately want to share any pics with Chris, was a rather naughty one.  Unbeknown to Chris, my good friend James had joined Paula and I for a drink after dinner and cheekily asked if he might be allowed to take some photos of Paula and I in the bedroom. I explained that any such decision rested with Paula. “What do you think, Darling?” she asked. I replied that if Paula was happy then so was I. My only caveat being that the pics be taken only using Paula and my mobile phones. James was only too happy to comply with that wish and when I checked again with Paula, she pointed out that not only would she find James taking photos of our lovemaking a huge turn on, but that she and I could now focus all our sexual energies on each other, without having to stop to record the event.

 Back at home, Paula insisted that she needed some sleep and that I was to wake her in an hour. In the meantime, she asked me to send a message to David thanking him for being my wife’s lover and to be assured that she loved him and would not be having sex with her husband for at least a month, to show her total commitment to her much-loved boyfriend. I found being asked to send this message very arousing.

As Paula slept, I unpacked her case and hung the clothes back in the wardrobe. Much to my surprise, there was no sign of any worn, or indeed fresh panties in the case. Clearly, my wife had spent the entire weekend minus any panties. One pair of her stockings had an obvious dried cum stain on each stocking. All three pairs of stockings had clearly been worn during sex.  I held each stocking to my nose and inhaled the sweet aroma of love juices. My mind was working overtime wondering about the intensity of their lovemaking, the positions that had made love in. Once again, I felt my cock harden with excitement.

I woke Paula with a cup of tea and a request to inspect her pussy. She thanks me for the tea but declared her pussy to be off limits to me. She explained that I had to accept and understand that after her weekend with her lover, a new set of rules needed to be drawn up and one of these was that for the immediate future her pussy was exclusively David’s to enter and that apart from shaving her ahead of dates with him, that would be my only contact with the most intimate of her body. I was also informed that again, for a while at least, she would be happy to give me weekly hand relief but that she would wear a glove to do this and that not a drop of my cum was to touch her skin. I told my beautiful wife that I fully understood and respected her decision. Paula’s final word on the subject was that she was totally committed to David and felt it necessary to take these steps to prove it. Before climbing into the shower, Paula informed me that David and she would be happy to allow me to lubricate his cock at some stage and to then insert it into her gaping pussy. would They then want me to lick their love juices from David’s cock after he had cum in Paula. I nodded my understanding, making it perfectly clear that I would be honoured.

Later that afternoon having been told by Paula to calm down, I messaged David to tell him that Paula was happily exhausted and thanked him for being my wife’s lover, adding that he was the most wonderful lover that Paula and I could possibly have wished for. His reply arrived   moments later and stressed that Paula was the most perfect lover and that in case I hadn’t already guessed, their relationship was serious and passionate and that he was grateful for my understanding.

PART 2

10 days after the events of the weekend detailed in part 1 and to some extent life was back to a degree of normality. Paula and David were constantly messaging, although I was oblivious to the content of the messages flowing back and forth. Being largely kept in the dark was very exciting for me.

That evening when I returned home from the office, there was no sign of Paula or her car. As I climbed the stairs, the familiar smell of perfume became more evident. As I entered our bedroom, I noticed that the bed was a mess. The duvet was a crumpled heap on the floor but on the bed was a tangle of stockings and discarded underwear belonging to Paula. A pair of Christian Louboutin black patent heels of Paula’s were on the bed, along with a tiny leather mini skirt. Upon closer inspection of the skirt, I could clearly see dried semen on the material.

Back downstairs in the kitchen, I found a note from Paula. It read:

“Have been in bed most of the afternoon and will be spending the night with a friend. Can you guess who? The bedroom will need tidying up and my heels, underwear and stockings will need putting away. You must not masturbate while I am away. I know that your head will be full of thoughts of how used your wife’s pussy is and how full of cum it must be, but I do not want you relieving yourself”. “No messaging me while I am away and be sure to sleep in a pair of my panties. You can choose which ones”.

Paula continues the story……

David had asked if I was free on the day that Chris is referring to. I had assured him that I was available to him at any time and that I worshipped and wanted him so much. David said that he would come to the house for about 2.00 and that he had a surprise for me. I instantly felt very aroused and excited. I asked what the surprise was, but he refused to tell me.

I showered and washed my hair in preparation for my boyfriends visit. I then applied my make-up, dried my hair, and selected an outfit to wear. I settled on a leather miniskirt with a black sheer top. I completed the outfit with a pair of platinum stockings and 4.5” inch Louboutin heels.

After a light lunch, I patiently waited for my boyfriend to arrive. It is impossible to describe in words the feelings I have for David, but he is very much the main man in my love life now, something that Chris, my husband, it very accepting of, rightly so.

Just before 2.00 I heard a car pull up in the driveway, closely followed by a second car, which I did not recognise. I was intrigued but didn’t have to wait long for all to be revealed. As David stepped from the first car, his friend James emerged from the second car.

David immediately took me in his arms, told me that he worshipped me and was desperate for me.  James also held me close and kissed me, something I was not expecting but I was aroused by and so did not resist. David explained that having taken pics of us making love during our weekend together, James had asked if he could join us again. I assured the guys that I was very happy with the idea and that I was pleased James was so keen to be our cameraman,

In no time at all, I was leading the boys up the stairs, all too aware that they were looking up my very short skirt and that it would very shortly be pushed up around my wait as I lay on the bed with my parted legs pointing up in the air as David entered me.

After a great deal more kissing and posing for the camera, I was laid gently on the bed. I instinctively raised and parted my legs. As I closed my eyes in anticipation, I felt my panties being gently eased down my thighs, before being lifted clear of my heels and handed to James.

 To be continued