As a very happily-married couple who have dabbled occasionally with wife-sharing, we’ve had some pretty patchy experiences (which I’m sure many of you will be familiar with). But something happened this weekend which is so thrilling that we are both absolutely buzzing and I’m sure will be well received here, especially since I guarantee it is a 100% factual story. By way of brief background, we had an Extras account previously at SH but never seemed to get much success. Plenty of exciting prospects who either didn’t turn up, were rude/arrogant, or who backed out for silly reasons. As someone who gets extremely excited by the thought of my wife being fucked it truly baffled me that here was a gorgeous and sexy woman in her early 30s offering herself on a plate to a number of men, but being faced with excuses all the time. I do realise that men can get nervous, but Poppy is as understanding and patient as they come, there really wasn’t the need to be shy. Anyway, we closed that account after many disappointments and I started this one more to detail experiences than anything else, as we decided that instead of fishing around unsuccessfully online for suitors, Poppy (who is now mid-30s, size 14/16, 36DD tits and a shaved pussy which gets wet very quickly when turned on) would much rather discreetly accept some of the many dirty offers she has had from work colleagues and the like where she had been cautious before. We didn’t do much about it until she went on holiday this summer with our teens and her parents. Not my kind of thing so I stayed at home and thought I’d enjoy a couple of weeks of the house to myself. But I missed her almost as soon as she left and we were Skyping & Whatsapping regularly. I don’t know if it was the detachment which did it but we had some incredibly rude conversations, during which I would tell her how I want her to be fucked by loads of guys one after the other and her being absolutely rampant at the thought of it. So by the time she returned, we’d decided I would be cataloguing her guys and that she would take up the offers she had previously been cautious about. Poppy had had a couple of hotel meetings with satellite office staff who she flirted with (she works for a very well-known nationwide company) but nothing to write home about, and yet again they seemed to be spooked that she was meeting them with my full permission. However, this weekend she (and, as a result, I) had such a thrilling experience that we have both been all over each other since! We had teased each other with the idea that one of her friends’ partner had the hots for her and mercilessly (and filthily) flirted whenever he drove her home after a night at their place. She used to play up to it and tell him that one day he would get to have her but he probably thought she was just a prick-teaser. It wasn’t that, it was more that this was risky as we had to be absolutely certain that if he really meant it and that it wouldn’t be found out. He is an electrician and we had fantasies whereby he would come over to sort her out if I made myself scarce. We have thought recently about turning our garage into a utility room which would – of course – require someone to set up an electric supply out there as it is not attached to the house. The electrician, Dan, had made it clear he wanted her and was no shrinking violet, and Poppy was confident that it wouldn’t take much to get him in the sack if I kept out of the way. So we laid plans for that but their having long-awaited sex was far more sudden and unplanned than that! I was out with our kids at Lord’s for Saturday’s Cup Final and a socket blew in our kitchen while Poppy was using the dishwasher. She texted me and said she would try to get Dan to fix it and it was only then that it dawned on her that this was a perfect opportunity with an empty house all to herself! I texted back that I was fine by it if she wanted to go for him so she messaged him. At first he said he was quite busy but once she told him that she was naked and just out of the shower with a house to herself till 7pm (as it happens much earlier since the game was a thrashing), he instantly replied that he’d be around but wouldn’t have long and could only perhaps share a ‘grope’. Poppy texted me to say she would work on him and that she was confident that if he got a taste he would want more. She was absolutely spot on! I was now stuck at cricket but completely zoned out, thinking only of what might be happening at home. I received a text saying he was there and then it went quiet for a while. I was just not interested in the game anymore, instead imagining what could be going on. It was a max of 20 minutes later when I got our code word of “13” which meant he was her 13th ever sexual partner. Yes, she had been fucked by him! I couldn’t wait to find out what had happened but had the kids crammed in next to me so it was impossible by text in case they could see it so I had an agonising wait until I could get away. Fortunately, (in the unexpected circumstances) the match was a no contest so I made an excuse about getting away before the crowds and we left. I have never wanted to get home so badly! I got in and she was beaming from ear to ear! She had always said that she wanted to have him because it was an “itch to scratch” having known him since teenage years, and it was quite clear she had enjoyed the experience. We suggested the teens might like to go to friends’ houses because we were home early and they (eventually) did. We then fair dragged each other upstairs and she gave me the full story. He had turned up and looked around to see if anyone was in. “Where is everyone?”, he said, to which she replied “at cricket, till 7”. He then grabbed her and snogged her lustily for around 5 minutes before coming through to look at the blown socket. He then got on the ground and got to work as he was short on time and probably shouldn’t have been there at all. Poppy watched and made a few suggestive remarks about how he looked good in shorts, brazenly teasing him by saying she wondered what he looked like out of them. He must have got the message loud and clear because he then stood up, took his shorts and pants off and got back to work! Poppy said that she took this as a green light and – as he laid down on the floor to reach behind the washer and fix the socket - got on her hands and knees and proceeded to suck his cock. He reacted with a “fucking hell!” but continued to work but joked that if she put him off and got a shock it would hit anyone who was touching him too (he had cut the supply so couldn’t happen), so she backed off him for a while but said she couldn’t resist so after stroking his balls for a while then went down on him again. She said he was satisfyingly larger than me which surprised her as I’m not underly-endowed, but they were a little exposed in the kitchen as could be overlooked through the window so she curtailed her lust and got him up, moving him to the lounge where she had already thought to close the curtains. She then stripped off in front of him and got on her knees to fellate him again, while she said she revelled in the delighted moans of pleasure he was giving out, saying to her that she is “a dirty bitch”, how he’d never had this kind of treatmet at a job before, and how much he wanted her. Having fixed the socket, he now had to put the electrics back on and so Poppy was treated to him walking back through the house with an erection to the hallway to flick the switch. Once everything was working again and the socket had been fixed it was time for Poppy to see if he would sort out her socket too. She led him upstairs to our bedroom (she apologised about this to me, saying she knew it was wrong to which I replied that I didn’t care, just get on with the story!) and made him lie on the bed for more cock-sucking. She said that he was stiff as an iron bar as she deep-throated him and then moved up his body to ride the fat cock she had wanted for many years. At one point she sat up and he was so deep he jabbed into her cervix, giving her a shooting pleasurable pain and she instantly orgasmed as she is very sub and enjoys that. He held her up and rammed his cock hard up into her for a while before pushing her off and preparing for a different position. She thought he was going to do her doggy-style so assumed the position, only for Dan to pull her ankles backwards and leave her prone on her front in the middle of our double bed. He then leaned in and entered her “in one thrust” which took Poppy’s breath away. She said he briefly paused as he got used to being inside her and then started to fuck her now soaking pussy. Initially sensual, turning her head sideways so he could deeply snog her as he fucked her, self interest took over and he raised himself up and – according to Poppy – “fucked me really fucking hard!”. After initially saying that he wanted it to last, he soon said “fuck that, I’m going to come in you” to which Poppy eagerly begged him to fill her up. And that he certainly did! Three or four hard deep thrusts and she could feel his big cock pumping a lot of pent-up seed into her willing womb. Just as he was slowing down, Poppy reached her own climax and Dan generously continued to pump away at her while she came on his cock too. He had been in the house less than 20 minutes but a 15-20 year old fantasy had just come true and she was full of Dan’s cum and delighted about it, albeit quite sore. He rolled off her and was worried about the cum leaking onto our bed, but Poppy eased his fears by saying that she tells me all about her extra-marital liaisons and that I’m as happy as she is about them so he has no worries there. They then chatted briefly and both agreed they’d had a mind-blowing time. He understandably didn’t want his partner to find out even though he is apparently getting no sex at home and sleeps on the sofa. He said that he was really sorry about having to rush off because he didn’t want to just fuck her and leave, but that he loved the sex and really wanted to do it again. Not just once but “a lot”. Which, of course, is absolutely fine by Poppy and also by me. As you can imagine, after being told all that I fucked Poppy rigid twice and added my loads to that of Dan’s inside her, and she sucked the cocktail of the both of us off my still hard cock afterwards. The best bit? Well, we still want our garage wired as a utility room and they have already broken the seal, so to speak, so there are many future opportunities for them both to explore each other’s bodies, this time with a lot more time to relax and enjoy it. But as Poppy and I both agree, the way it all came about for the first time is so very unexpected and thrilling, it will live with us for a long long time. As a postscript, our agreement that she would become a slut on her return from holiday still applies, and she has a couple of interesting prospects with workmates in the pipeline. I’ll keep you posted on those if they occur but I’m over the moon that Poppy now has a trustworthy and eager fuck buddy who fucks her like she wants to be fucked, is comfortable with me knowing about it, and with a perfect alibi to do exactly that in the future.