I think it all started when I became aroused when “A” paid other men attention. I`m a firm believer that 2 people choose to live together, and that each person is an individual that likes to be with each other. Yes? She couldn’t help it, she is a natural flirt.

As the years together rolled on. House making, children careers etc. We discovered each other intimately, and found out more about what pleased each of us. And I found out that it turned me on, imagining her with other men. Simple as that! Did I think this was wrong? Nah! I didn’t think about it. The excitement was too good. We would tell each other stories as foreplay, and it became obvious that the ones that worked were the ones where she got fucked!

Then came an opening. We love live music, and we went to see a band play, and after the show, the group mingled and A was terribly flirting with the lead guitarist. I made note of this, but said nothing on the night, or for a few days after. But I did make some inquiries after him. Turns out, we have a mutual friend, and “slash” is single. Not long separated from his long term missus. A bit of a messy divorce on the cards. “So he would be up for things” is my thinking. I thought the best course to take would be to approach him and perhaps propose a meeting, or something. It`s all new to me this stuff.

As luck would have it, the group were playing again locally, so I managed to pop down to see them by myself. During a break in the show, I asked “Kirk” if I could talk to him outside. I basically asked him outright, if he was up for some fun sometime. He was quite taken aback and a little bit shy about giving an answer. So I suggested that we perhaps meet him for a drink and see how things go.

A week or so passed and we arranged to meet in a pub near town. The night went superbly. A, blatantly flirted with “buckethead” and he was often looking across at me for reassurance and was obviously uncomfortable. During the evening, I made sure I gave them some time alone, fetching drinks (taking forever), hanging around outside, ridiculously long trips to the loo etc.

When I had a chance to be alone with A, I asked how things were going. “Quite well I think” was the reply. Then she leaned forward and whispered “ I`m sure he likes my unshaven pussy”. Whoa, wait, how does he know? Did you tell him? “Whilst you were out, I secretly undid my jeans and led his hand down to feel me”. Well you could have knocked me down with a feather! I was dumb struck!

When Angus came back he was wearing a very red face and was very sheepish. I’m not surprised as he had basically fingered my missus in the pub ffs!

I went outside for a smoke. The emotions that I felt were emotions that I’ve never felt at the same time before. Anger, fear, excitement, anticipation and as horny as fuck! What a night this was turning out to be. More alcohol was consumed with fun and laughter and Jimi was relaxing. At closing time Eric suggested that we go back to his place, it turns out he lives not far away, walking distance. Now ``I’m not a submissive, but walking behind them whilst they walked with A`s arm in his, again stirred such powerful lust in me.

We got to his flat and he showed us to the lounge. We sat on the couch with our back to the door whilst BB went to fetch drinks from the kitchen. He called out. “ I don’t have much in the way of drinks, I’ll pop to the off-licence before it closes, its, just on the corner”.

“Don`t worry I said”, I’ll go! Knowing full well it would give A time to work her magic. It was only a 2 minute walk, but I wasn’t in a hurry.

I got back to the flat and opened the front door as quietly as I could, put the drinks in the kitchen and then moved to the lounge door. God my heart was pounding.

I opened the door normally, and saw A straddled on Carlos`s lap. She was facing me. I froze, she panicked and leapt off him and sat on the couch beside him. There was some adjustment of clothing and some very awkward fidgeting. I calmly asked what drinks they would like, beer or white wine. I poured the drinks and dutifully served them. I posed myself on an armchair facing them.

“Don’t stop because of me” I said. Keith was red faced and flustered; A looked relaxed and was smiling. Both were staring at me.” Everything’s cool” said I. A stood up and slowly took off her lightweight black jacket, revealing a tight lace top that hug her stupendous body. Stevie just stared open mouthed, glued to his couch, hands by his side. A turned towards him with her back to me, she bent over blocking the view with her beautifully formed jean covered arse. I moved position and sat on a footstool about 6ft away from them, but with a perfect vista. A slowly started undoing his shirt button from the top down, when she got to the 3rd one, she leant further forward and kissed him passionately on the lips, still holding his shirt buttons. Brian didn’t move, he kissed her back but his hands remained by his side. Me! Jeez! The feelings that were pulsing through me were the most intense that I have ever felt. Impossible to describe.

She undid more buttons and pulled the shirt from his jeans with some force. She was in command of this situation. She helped him remove his shirt and threw it across the room, then bent down and kissed him again, running her hands over his chest and shoulders. A took a step back and started to unfasten his belt. Eddie looked at me, I smiled and winked in reply. A started to unbutton his jeans and to pull down his zip. She was struggling so she stood up and beckoned him to do the same. Randy obeyed and they both embraced in a passionate kiss. The Edge`s hands were all over her, groping her arse and kneading her breasts. This was hot!

She stopped and pulled away, she continued to lower his zip and slid down his jeans, they stuck at his knees so I moved forward and offered my assistance by tugging the jeans to his ankles, thus showing my permission for them to continue. A put her fingers in the elastic waistband of his boxers and pulled them down by bending her knees thus she came head to head with his cock! He was flaccid! WTF!

She looked up at him and kissed his cock gently; this encouraged a small jerk from his manhood. She then turned her head to my direction. Again I smiled and winked. A held his hands and guided him to sit down, jeans and boxers around his ankles, but I wasn’t looking at attire I was gawping at the scene in front of me. My beautiful faithful wife was seducing a guitarist and I loved it!

I stood up and moved the foot stool so she could sit and be more comfortable, in front of a half-naked man we didn’t really know, and his increasingly growing cock! A was stroking his thighs with both hands, moving them together slowly towards his groin, all the time staring at him, eye to eye. Her hands started to massage from her fingertips, she gently hovered over his genitals touching him lightly, until his cock rose sufficiently for her right hand to grasp him firmly. Whilst her left hand moved toward her own breasts. Sensually feeling herself. His right hand reached for her mouth , playfully circling his thumb over her lips. She opened her mouth allowing him to enter her and circling his thumb with her tongue. She turned to look at me. Yup I was drooling, not proud of it but it was the truth! All this time, her right hand was slowly wanking him, pulling his foreskin down and up, he was getting properly hard now. She could see that he was somewhat dry, so being a dutiful lady, she bent down and took his cock into her mouth. I`m actually imagining that bit because her hair covered the spectacle. Bugger!

Now suitably moist, she continued wanking him, holding him firmer and moving more rapidly. Chuck was writhing on the couch now and his hand had moved to her breasts, trying to free one from her top and bra. A`s left hand was now cupping his balls and kneading them with glee.

I stood up and positioned myself behind A and slipped off the straps to her lace top, and skilfully (if I do say so myself) undid her bra with one hand. This action freed her gorgeous breasts and she put her left hand behind her head, much to the visual satisfaction of Jimmy. Perhaps it took much satisfaction because with a moan, a groan and a lot of panting. His cock exploded pure white spunk straight up in the air. A didn’t stop, she milked him dry, only slowing down when his grip on her tits became uncomfortable.

Her hand was covered with love juice, there were droplets and streams on his stomach , chest and thighs. His eyes were closed and he was out of breath.

A held his cock for a few more seconds, then released it, wiped her hands on his arms and the back of my hands. Wow! What a slut, my slut! A stood up and nonchalantly walked to the bathroom, still half dressed, breasts free and bouncing. She stopped at the door, brushed back her hair, and blew me a kiss. What a woman.

When Bo had caught his breath, he apologised to me for Cumming so quickly , he explained that “it had been a while”.

I told him not to worry things might go longer next time, with a wink.

We left not too long after, with good vibes and with words to meet again. Nothing was spoken on the way home, other than A saying, “ I like the taste of his cock”.

To be continued.