She knows how incredibly aroused I get when she plays the cheating wife. Although I always know when she is having sex with other men — that is our agreement — there is something about her cheating on me that sometimes makes me vibrate I am so horny. I love imagining her experiencing mind-blowing sex with one (just one???) really hot, dominant and well hung man. So when we are in the mood for cheating, we agree that the men she beds remain unaware I know what is going on. As far as they know, this really hot woman they are fucking is cheating with them on her husband. It is their secret…
I know exactly how she will act with a man she desires: She will flirt like crazy to make him desperate to fuck her. When he kisses her, she will tell him to do whatever he wants with her. And when he is fucking her, she will beg for his cock between moans, screams and orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. The images of her actually having those intense sexual experiences is what I live for…
We went to a couple’s cottage this summer not realizing that they had also invited another friend of theirs. He was much taller than my wife, which she loves, fit and he had what she loves most: sleepy bedroom eyes. As soon as I saw him, I knew he would make her weak in the knees. She confirmed this by taking my hand to sturdy herself as we were being introduced and she gave it a couple of gentle squeezes to let me know how turned on she was. Being experienced at this kind of thing, we have a language we speak in front of others — touch, glances and words — that none of them detect. My gentle squeezes back told her I want her to go after what we both knew she was already craving: a man she had known for less than two minutes. That’s one of the things I love about my wife: how easily she gets weak for the right man.
My wife is a masterful flirt. She is subtle and sophisticated in her approach, which is devastatingly powerful for the man who is the object of her desire but hard for others to detect. She has raised making a man desperate to fuck her to an art form, in part because of my encouragement. She is like a predator even though she is ultimately submissive and melts in the presence of a dominant lover. I get so turned on watching her hunt…
She started her surreptitious flirting after the first drink. She has a low tolerance for alcohol and I love how her inhibitions weaken after just one glass of wine. I could see how she was tormenting this man even though the others were oblivious to her actions. She is like a boa constrictor when she is hungry for a man, slowly, ever so slowly trapping her prey in her erotic grip so that it is impossible for him to say no when she decides the time is right. I knew this guy was doomed right from the very beginning.
My wife is also a pro at flirting with men when nobody around, especially him, realizes I can witness it happening. So I get to see it unfolding, detached and from a distance, as I watch her use her eyes, her smile and her touches to send tremors of desire through his muscular body. When she was standing right next to him, if he made a clever or funny comment, she made sure to touch him on the arm to show her approval…and affection.
Our hosts were cooking dinner so the three of us went down to the dock for a late afternoon swim. My wife wore a skimpy bikini with the full intent of giving him an improper view of her slender, sexy body. We could see from his speedo that he had a nice cock and that was confirmed in spades when we finished swimming. His wet bathing suit clung tight to his beautiful cock and because she was continuing to secretly flirt with him, he was struggling to keep it from getting hard. I loved that he thought there was this secret, dangerous sexual game going on between the two of them, and that I appeared be totally unaware. It is important for our game and my arousal that he think everything is happening behind my back.
She made sure to lay on the chaise lounge opposite him so that he was looking right up her virtually naked body, from her beautiful red painted toes to her seductive lips and her mischievous almond-shaped eyes. She began rubbing her feet and toes together as if to give herself a gentle massage. This caused her legs to move back-and-forth and to part a little bit. Once she had his attention, she would side-eye me from time to time to see if I was looking away and, when she saw that I was seemingly not paying attention (which I did often on purpose), she looked away from him, put the tip of her finger between her teeth and slightly open her legs. Although my gaze was averted, my focus was completely on my periphery and I could see everything that was going on between the two of them. Fortunately my sunglasses concealed by eyes but the slight bulge in my bathing suit was becoming a problem. He wasn’t the only one that was having a tough time containing his erection.
She has a little trick that she does with her bikini when she is horny for a man and is moving in for the kill. She very subtly opens and closes her legs, causing the edge of one side of her bikini to slowly work its way between her pussy lips. She pretends to not notice it happening and he thinks he is seeing an accidental exposure of one of her pussy lips. She will part her legs for a little bit so he can see her one labia and then close them, all the while pretending she is oblivious to her “accidental” exposure. I loved seeing him out of the corner of my eye struggle to look at her pussy without being obvious to either her or me.
Although he is clearly receiving all of her sexual signals, he still has no clue of her real intent. On the one hand, she is being blatantly sexual with him. But she never makes eye contact with him when she is doing it, so he doesn’t know if her exposure is by accident or on purpose. On the other hand, he can’t imagine that she is really coming on to him when I am right there. He is so conflicted. Knowing that confusion exists in his mind is a real turn on for me. I can tell he desperately wants her but at this point, he can’t imagine there is any hope of that.
The wine flowed through the evening and we all got very loose. Unbeknownst to our hosts — and to me as far as he knew — her flirting with him continued all through the evening. Exhausted and quite drunk, our hosts went to bed early and left us to our own devices. As it became more and more obvious to him how horny she was for him, they both became a little sloppy with their flirting so I could see it happening between them even more.
I made the excuse that I needed to walk off the wine in the warm night air, which was a deliberate move to give them some time alone for the first time. All I did was walk outside and hide behind a tree so that I could look in the window and see them. Still just wearing her bikini, she got up and took some glasses into the kitchen. He followed her until they were standing close enough that their arms touched. I was watching everything. I was going out of my mind with horniness because I knew she was about to make them cross the threshold into cheating.
She turned to him, glanced side to side to make sure they were alone and then looked right up into his eyes, just inches from his face, obviously inviting him to kiss her. He leaned into her cautiously, still not fully certain that she wanted to go this far. I knew he was also petrified they would get caught. But then his lips touched hers and they were gone. I watched her immediately melt into his body as she wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. As they kissed passionately, I could see her caressing his shoulders and his back, and I knew she would be so turned on by how strong and muscular his body was.
He didn’t know it but what he did next was perfect. He grabbed her ass with his two big hands, one cheek in each hand, and he pulled her roughly into him so that she could feel the hardness of his big cock against her bare belly. She loves feeling big hands on her ass and a masculine man expressing his physical dominance over her. Up until now she had been the aggressor, the predator. But now she was handing the reins over to him, and letting him know with her whimpers and moans as they kissed that she was surrendering to him.
I watched her slide her hands to his muscular chest and gently push him away because they were being unsafe. While they were no longer kissing, they were still embracing and gazing into each other’s eyes, frozen in the moment while this intense desire for each other flowed between them. As they parted, I watched her hands slide down his body and touch his cock. And then she turned to the sink to rinse the glasses.
I came back in quickly because I wanted to walk in on them before his erection subsided and before she had time to catch her breath. I wanted to watch their awkwardness as they tried to act natural while, at the same time, hiding the huge bulge in his Speedo, the red flush in her face and the almost uncontrollable lust and desire they were feeling for each other.
I told them I was tired and was going to go to bed. Our hosts had a bunky separate from the cottage with two bedrooms and a bathroom. He would be sleeping in the room just down the hall in the bunky. My wife told me she would be there in a few minutes, that she had to finish cleaning up. I knew exactly what that meant so I left them alone together and I went to bed. Instead of going straight to the bunky, I hid behind the same tree and watched them through the kitchen window.
They gave me a few minutes to get settled in “bed” and then I watched as he grabbed her, pinned her against the wall and started kissing her aggressively, just the way she loves it. She acquiesced instantly, as she always does when a man forces his masculinity on her. My view was from behind him and I could see him grinding his groin into her. She grabbed one of his hands, and slid it between her legs and inside her bikini bottom. She loves getting finger banged and I could see he was doing it aggressively, which is exactly what she wanted, and she finally had an intense but quiet orgasm with his hand covering her mouth. I absolutely loved how they were nose to nose while she was orgasming, looking so intimately into each other’s eyes.