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19/12/2025
Zoe and I had been married eight years. I was thirty and she twenty-eight at the time. we met in college and I fell in love with her at first sight. At five-six she packed a shapely well toned thick body into her small stature. A natural platinum blonde with the smoothest pale skin I have ever seen or touched. I pursued her hard in college as she was very conservative about dating. We dated close to a year before we had sex. I want to say their were fireworks. But as amazing as her body looks, she was very inexperienced inhibited. Regardless I was in love and asked her to marry me. Over a couple years our sex life improved to where she enjoyed me performing oral sex on her as well as other positions rather than just missionary and doggy. I used to fill the gaps of my sexual desires watching porn, My go to was threesomes, leaning more to two guys one girl.
What drove me crazy was noticing the constant attention Zoe received from men. Mostly just looks. but sometimes they would openly flirt with her. Zoe seemed aloof to all of it, while it drove me crazy. Which brings me to telling what happened a few weeks ago. My dad is the oldest of three brothers He and the middle brother both went to college and have professional careers. His youngest brother Wyatt on the other hand chose to join the military. Not just the military but special forces. I remember seeing him after he finished training. He was always tall, now his was very fit with broad shoulders to go along with his chiseled jaw. He struck an imposing figure compared to my dad and other uncle. My dad had used to tell tales of whooping Wyatts ass when they were younger. But after he joined special forces I knew that chapter was closed forever.
Over the years Wyatt would come home on leave a couple time a year. I noticed a change come over him over that time, He was less talkative and often seemed to be in his own thoughts. My dad explained Wyatt had seen and done a lot of things for our country. He had taken lives and lost very close friends. It had taken a toll on him for dure. But one year he came home with a wife and new baby. His wife Emma seemed to be exactly what he needed. She was the only person that could soften him somewhat. She and his bay had saved him from a darkness he had fallen into. A couple years after they married he lost them both in a hit and run car accident. They had joined us for the holidays while he was on a long deployment. I had never seen a man cry so hard as he did before the funeral. During the funeral he was stoic and seemed distant. Uncle Wyatt was enraged with the police not finding the person who fled the scene. So he went looking for himself. When a guy he new from high school contacted him with information about the guy who fled the scene was from a local wealthy family. Wyatt got to him before the police did. Beating the man so bad he left him blind in one eye and needing false teeth in the future.
Wyatt was arrested and went to prison. He got more time because of the wealthy family's pull than they family member did for killing his wife and child. This all happened before I got married and Zoe had never met Wyatt. After numerous appeals and because of his service to our country Wyatt was released after serving ten years in prison. I hadn't seen in a few years. The family through a small welcome home party for him. He understandably was very subdued after serving many years behind bars. But what I noticed most is he was thickly muscled and harder in appearance than he was even when he served in the military. My dad said Wyatt was constantly tested in prison by men that wanted status. After many fights he spent a lot of time in solitary confinement. So I understood why he was a man of few words.
Zoe seemed intimidated by him and avoided to much inter-personal contact. But she also felt heart-broken for him knowing his story. My dad helped Wyatt find work and he stayed with my parents until he could branch out on his own. Things seemed to be going well until mu mom tried to play match maker for Wyatt with one of her friends. Wyatt got so upset with her he and my dad almost came to blows. After things settled down my dad told me for Wyatt the loss of Emma and his baby was still like yesterday. My mom had apologized as had Wyatt. Both my and Zoe's heart were broken for my uncle.
As time went on Wyatt seemed to be doing a lot better. He had his own place and a decent job as a mechanic. He spent a lot of times out in the wilderness seemingly finding a lot of peace hunting and fishing. I was shocked when he asked if I and Zoe would like to go kayaking one Saturday. Neither of us have ever done it before and with some coaxing Zoe agreed. We spent they day each with our own kayak. Initially Zoe and I looked like one legged cucks. But after a while and Wyatts stern instruction we settled into some amazing fun. Zoe was especially amazed at how much she loved the experience. I think I even saw Wyatt smile at her briefly. Wyatt caught some fish and we ate a great meal by a camp fire. After passing his flask around to many times I mad a stupid comment about how he should reconsider my moms offer to find a match for him. Wyatt was up in a flash with rage spread across his face. I thought it would end bad for me.
Zoe jumped in between us bracing both hands into Wyatt's chest while digging her heels in to save ne from a painful lesson. Wyatt looked down at her and the rage left his face. Zoe rarely cusses, but she used every bad word she knew to admonish both of us. She looked so small holding back the mountain of a man in front of her. She told me I was out of line not leaving me out of her admonishing tirade. Wyatt seemed to melt like he used to with Emma. He started to collect things to pack up and leave. Me and Zoe's ride home was a very silent long hour. I broke the silence by reminding her how Emma was the only one who could sooth Wyatt's inner demons. Until she just did it. Zoe admitted she was terrified Wyatt would hurt me. I assured her he probably would have if it wasn't for her. I suggested maybe she could bring him lunch by his job sometime. Or offer to help him with making his apartment look more like a home than a dimly lit cave. Zoe wasn't sure that was a good idea. I asked her just to consider it as she was the only one to be able to get through to him at times.
A couple days later I noticed Zoe had packed three lunches instead of our usual two. I didn't say anything not wanting her to have to explain. Zoe repeated this every few days. One night at dinner she said she stayed and ate with Wyatt rather than just drop it off. She said he seemed to enjoy the gesture. I made her blush a little when I mentioned having lunch with a pretty girl made the meal better. She said they talked about the incident at the lake. He was sincerely soory for his actions and thought I hated him now. She assured him that wasn't the case Telling him we all loved him and wanted him to be happy. Zoe teared up a little saying Wyatt had a single tear run down his face during their conversation. He confided in her that he wouldn't know how to begin dealing with another relationship. He still felt an overwhelming love and loss for Emma. I was shocked how much Wyatt confided in Zoe. But I knew it was helping him tremendously.
It was Emma that initiated another trip to the lake. We had an amazing time and Wyatt seemed to smile a lot more. After kayaking and getting ready to eat I took a break to find a tree to relive myself. When I came back I halted in the shadows while watching Wyatt look at Zoe while she prepped vegetables. It was a look of longing on his face. Suddenly a wave of emotions rolled over me. The most intense was arousal, pushing aside jealousy and fear. It dawned on me Wyatt was attracted to Zoe and that made my dick even harder. I made a noise breaking his attention. He seemed a little flustered but recovered quickly, noticeably shaking his head.
That nigh in bed I was restless thinking about what I observed. Wondering if I imagined things or was it real? What I should do ignore it or explore things further. I couldn't shake these thoughts for days. Zoe let me know we were going to pick out some new furniture and decorations for Wyatt's place. We spent the day shopping and off loading furniture at his apartment. Zoe worked her magic transforming his place into a really nice home. Wyatt ordered pizza and we ate and had a couple beers. We laughed and joked about the day and how Wyatt carried the sofa up two flights of stairs by himself. Because he was to impatient to eat for be to get off a phone call.
It was getting late. Zoe said we should get going she was feeling funky. I'm not sure what got into me but I didn't want the night to end. So i suggested we take a quick dip in the complexes pool. Wyatt said it was after hours, but he often went for midnight swims when he couldn't/t sleep. A look of sadness crossed Zoe's face. She said she didn't have a swim suit. With my heart pounding I suggested she swim in her bra and panties. After a long moment of silence she agreed and off we went. Zoe glance away quickly as Wyatt stripped down to his boxers before diving in. Even in the dim light you could see how ripped his body is. I had seen his tatted legs and arms before. but never his chest and back. with his long blonde hair he looked like a Viking warlord. We all kept our distance as we swam and talked. Zoe admitted it felt great and was glad we did it. I wasn't sure if it was the cool night air of something else but her nipples were clearly aroused. Wyatt would have to been blind not to notice as well. I wondered if it was having the same effect on him as me.
We exited the pool, Zoe rushing to grab a towel. Wyatt was sporting a bulge in his boxers hiding it with a towel held in front of him. This confirmed I wasn't imagining his attraction towards Zoe/ I wasn't sure if Zoe felt the same though. I decided to press on. Back in his place I suggested We shower to get the chlorine off our bodies. Again Zoe said she didn't have a change of clothes. Wyatt said he could loan her a tee shirt. Off she went to shower. Wyatt and I followed suit. It was really late and I suggested we spend the night. Saying Zoe and I could take the couch. Zoe looked exhausted and didn't argue. Wyatt looked at Zoe in his tee shirt that went to her knees but showed off her amazing body. He insisted we take his room and he would take the couch.
Zoe and I settled into bed. My mind was racing with conflicting thoughts. But there was no denying my raging hard on. I asked Zoe if she was awake. She answered me groggily. I decided to pull the band aid off. I told her Wyatt clearly found her attractive. Sleepily she disagreed with me. Telling me it was my imagination. I told her how I caught him looking at her at times and the state he was in leaving the pool. Zoe was suddenly awake and up on one elbow. I explained everything and my idea of her having sex with him. Zoe let me finish before telling me again I was imagining things. Her stiff nipple poking through the tee shirt gave away something more.
I suggested she go out to him. Her jaw dropped. She insisted she couldn't do anything like that. What if Wyatt doesn't take it the same way and got upset again, she asked. I reiterated how happy he seemed when she was around and what I have observed. Zoe got up from the bed and paced for a few minutes. She asked me if I was sure I would be ok with it. I pulled the coves off me revealing a brutally painful hard on. She bit her lower lip then quietly exited the bedroom. I lay there questioning everything I set in motion. I couldn't stand it anymore, I snuck out into the hallway listening to them talk.
Wyatt was lying on his back bare chested and covered by a blanket from the waist down. Zoe stood next to him looking down, unsure what to do. I was even unsure what she should co, my heart began racing. She looked to panic a little, starting to turn and walk away. Wyatt's hand shot out grabbing her wrist. Startled Zoe stammered she was sorry for waking him. Still holding her wrist he asked her if something was wrong. Seeing her standing there in a tee-shirt being held in-place by my uncle/ Made me both scared and excited. She was really nervous and visibly trembling. Wyatt asked if I knew she was there. Zoe only nodded, her wrist still in his big hand. He then asked if she was ok with being there. She seemed to lose her breath, then answered with a soft yes..
Wyatt gently pulled her on top of him. They began kissing softly at first. A small moan escaping from her. His hand rubbed up and down her sides. Their kissing became more frantic as his hands cupped her thick firm as cheeks. Zoe suddenly sat up removing her shirt in a single motion. He squeezed her perfect round tits making her sigh. I watched as she reached back between his legs to feel for his cock, letting out gasp. Zoe slid down his body kissing his chest and stomach with soft delicate kisses. She slid the blanket down revealing his nakedness, and long thick cock. Zoe flicked her tongue over the tip of his cock. Looking him in the eyes she took as much of him into her mouth s she could. Pulling back gasping for air, she repeated this a few times all the while still locking eyes with my uncle. Her head started to bob up and down. His head lolled back a sigh escaping his mouth.
I watched as my normally passive wife began to suck his cock with an enthusiasm she normally does have while sucking cock. See her suck and lick his entire shaft like she was made me a little jealous, but even more aroused. She finally climbed back on top of him raising up and aligning his cock with her pussy. I watched ash her ass rotated and wiggled. "Ahhhhh!" she cried out as she lowered herself onto his dick. Wyatt's hands were under her ass balancing her as she took more and more of him inside of her. Zoe was gasping and mewing like a cat as the intensity of their fucking pushed her closer to an orgasm. She leaned forward and started to move her whole body to fuck him hard. Wyatt slapped her ass cheeks making her yell. They were both moaning and expressing there mutual pleasure.
Wyatt suddenly flipped her onto her back. His cock momentarily slipping out. Zoe immediately spread her legs as he hovered over her. Grasping his cock to guide him back into her, whining for him to fuck her. He pushed in but stopping and holding still half way. "Ahhhhhh! Please don't stop! Wyattttttt!" she cried out as her ass lifted off the couch trying to force his cock to go deeper. He slammed into her making her scream and whimper. His ass rose and fell as she locked her arms and legs around him to make sure he didn't pull out again. Her nails dug into his back as she came more intensely than I have ever seen. Wyatt was getting close judging by his breathing. Zoe sensed he was about to come. "Come inside of me. I want to feel it!", she said. A few more thrust and he let out a very loud climax. It was both pleasure and a release of long held anguish.
They lay there her legs locked over his. His cock still inside of her. His face buried in her shoulder while her she lightly raked his muscular back with her nails. When she returned to me I slid my cock into her soaking wet pussy and knew I was hooked. I came after a dozen strokes. We held each other tightly. "Thank you." she whispered into my ear. It's been six years since that night. We have three kids, our oldest the spitting image of his father, Wyatt.
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What drove me crazy was noticing the constant attention Zoe received from men. Mostly just looks. but sometimes they would openly flirt with her. Zoe seemed aloof to all of it, while it drove me crazy. Which brings me to telling what happened a few weeks ago. My dad is the oldest of three brothers He and the middle brother both went to college and have professional careers. His youngest brother Wyatt on the other hand chose to join the military. Not just the military but special forces. I remember seeing him after he finished training. He was always tall, now his was very fit with broad shoulders to go along with his chiseled jaw. He struck an imposing figure compared to my dad and other uncle. My dad had used to tell tales of whooping Wyatts ass when they were younger. But after he joined special forces I knew that chapter was closed forever.
Over the years Wyatt would come home on leave a couple time a year. I noticed a change come over him over that time, He was less talkative and often seemed to be in his own thoughts. My dad explained Wyatt had seen and done a lot of things for our country. He had taken lives and lost very close friends. It had taken a toll on him for dure. But one year he came home with a wife and new baby. His wife Emma seemed to be exactly what he needed. She was the only person that could soften him somewhat. She and his bay had saved him from a darkness he had fallen into. A couple years after they married he lost them both in a hit and run car accident. They had joined us for the holidays while he was on a long deployment. I had never seen a man cry so hard as he did before the funeral. During the funeral he was stoic and seemed distant. Uncle Wyatt was enraged with the police not finding the person who fled the scene. So he went looking for himself. When a guy he new from high school contacted him with information about the guy who fled the scene was from a local wealthy family. Wyatt got to him before the police did. Beating the man so bad he left him blind in one eye and needing false teeth in the future.
Wyatt was arrested and went to prison. He got more time because of the wealthy family's pull than they family member did for killing his wife and child. This all happened before I got married and Zoe had never met Wyatt. After numerous appeals and because of his service to our country Wyatt was released after serving ten years in prison. I hadn't seen in a few years. The family through a small welcome home party for him. He understandably was very subdued after serving many years behind bars. But what I noticed most is he was thickly muscled and harder in appearance than he was even when he served in the military. My dad said Wyatt was constantly tested in prison by men that wanted status. After many fights he spent a lot of time in solitary confinement. So I understood why he was a man of few words.
Zoe seemed intimidated by him and avoided to much inter-personal contact. But she also felt heart-broken for him knowing his story. My dad helped Wyatt find work and he stayed with my parents until he could branch out on his own. Things seemed to be going well until mu mom tried to play match maker for Wyatt with one of her friends. Wyatt got so upset with her he and my dad almost came to blows. After things settled down my dad told me for Wyatt the loss of Emma and his baby was still like yesterday. My mom had apologized as had Wyatt. Both my and Zoe's heart were broken for my uncle.
As time went on Wyatt seemed to be doing a lot better. He had his own place and a decent job as a mechanic. He spent a lot of times out in the wilderness seemingly finding a lot of peace hunting and fishing. I was shocked when he asked if I and Zoe would like to go kayaking one Saturday. Neither of us have ever done it before and with some coaxing Zoe agreed. We spent they day each with our own kayak. Initially Zoe and I looked like one legged cucks. But after a while and Wyatts stern instruction we settled into some amazing fun. Zoe was especially amazed at how much she loved the experience. I think I even saw Wyatt smile at her briefly. Wyatt caught some fish and we ate a great meal by a camp fire. After passing his flask around to many times I mad a stupid comment about how he should reconsider my moms offer to find a match for him. Wyatt was up in a flash with rage spread across his face. I thought it would end bad for me.
Zoe jumped in between us bracing both hands into Wyatt's chest while digging her heels in to save ne from a painful lesson. Wyatt looked down at her and the rage left his face. Zoe rarely cusses, but she used every bad word she knew to admonish both of us. She looked so small holding back the mountain of a man in front of her. She told me I was out of line not leaving me out of her admonishing tirade. Wyatt seemed to melt like he used to with Emma. He started to collect things to pack up and leave. Me and Zoe's ride home was a very silent long hour. I broke the silence by reminding her how Emma was the only one who could sooth Wyatt's inner demons. Until she just did it. Zoe admitted she was terrified Wyatt would hurt me. I assured her he probably would have if it wasn't for her. I suggested maybe she could bring him lunch by his job sometime. Or offer to help him with making his apartment look more like a home than a dimly lit cave. Zoe wasn't sure that was a good idea. I asked her just to consider it as she was the only one to be able to get through to him at times.
A couple days later I noticed Zoe had packed three lunches instead of our usual two. I didn't say anything not wanting her to have to explain. Zoe repeated this every few days. One night at dinner she said she stayed and ate with Wyatt rather than just drop it off. She said he seemed to enjoy the gesture. I made her blush a little when I mentioned having lunch with a pretty girl made the meal better. She said they talked about the incident at the lake. He was sincerely soory for his actions and thought I hated him now. She assured him that wasn't the case Telling him we all loved him and wanted him to be happy. Zoe teared up a little saying Wyatt had a single tear run down his face during their conversation. He confided in her that he wouldn't know how to begin dealing with another relationship. He still felt an overwhelming love and loss for Emma. I was shocked how much Wyatt confided in Zoe. But I knew it was helping him tremendously.
It was Emma that initiated another trip to the lake. We had an amazing time and Wyatt seemed to smile a lot more. After kayaking and getting ready to eat I took a break to find a tree to relive myself. When I came back I halted in the shadows while watching Wyatt look at Zoe while she prepped vegetables. It was a look of longing on his face. Suddenly a wave of emotions rolled over me. The most intense was arousal, pushing aside jealousy and fear. It dawned on me Wyatt was attracted to Zoe and that made my dick even harder. I made a noise breaking his attention. He seemed a little flustered but recovered quickly, noticeably shaking his head.
That nigh in bed I was restless thinking about what I observed. Wondering if I imagined things or was it real? What I should do ignore it or explore things further. I couldn't shake these thoughts for days. Zoe let me know we were going to pick out some new furniture and decorations for Wyatt's place. We spent the day shopping and off loading furniture at his apartment. Zoe worked her magic transforming his place into a really nice home. Wyatt ordered pizza and we ate and had a couple beers. We laughed and joked about the day and how Wyatt carried the sofa up two flights of stairs by himself. Because he was to impatient to eat for be to get off a phone call.
It was getting late. Zoe said we should get going she was feeling funky. I'm not sure what got into me but I didn't want the night to end. So i suggested we take a quick dip in the complexes pool. Wyatt said it was after hours, but he often went for midnight swims when he couldn't/t sleep. A look of sadness crossed Zoe's face. She said she didn't have a swim suit. With my heart pounding I suggested she swim in her bra and panties. After a long moment of silence she agreed and off we went. Zoe glance away quickly as Wyatt stripped down to his boxers before diving in. Even in the dim light you could see how ripped his body is. I had seen his tatted legs and arms before. but never his chest and back. with his long blonde hair he looked like a Viking warlord. We all kept our distance as we swam and talked. Zoe admitted it felt great and was glad we did it. I wasn't sure if it was the cool night air of something else but her nipples were clearly aroused. Wyatt would have to been blind not to notice as well. I wondered if it was having the same effect on him as me.
We exited the pool, Zoe rushing to grab a towel. Wyatt was sporting a bulge in his boxers hiding it with a towel held in front of him. This confirmed I wasn't imagining his attraction towards Zoe/ I wasn't sure if Zoe felt the same though. I decided to press on. Back in his place I suggested We shower to get the chlorine off our bodies. Again Zoe said she didn't have a change of clothes. Wyatt said he could loan her a tee shirt. Off she went to shower. Wyatt and I followed suit. It was really late and I suggested we spend the night. Saying Zoe and I could take the couch. Zoe looked exhausted and didn't argue. Wyatt looked at Zoe in his tee shirt that went to her knees but showed off her amazing body. He insisted we take his room and he would take the couch.
Zoe and I settled into bed. My mind was racing with conflicting thoughts. But there was no denying my raging hard on. I asked Zoe if she was awake. She answered me groggily. I decided to pull the band aid off. I told her Wyatt clearly found her attractive. Sleepily she disagreed with me. Telling me it was my imagination. I told her how I caught him looking at her at times and the state he was in leaving the pool. Zoe was suddenly awake and up on one elbow. I explained everything and my idea of her having sex with him. Zoe let me finish before telling me again I was imagining things. Her stiff nipple poking through the tee shirt gave away something more.
I suggested she go out to him. Her jaw dropped. She insisted she couldn't do anything like that. What if Wyatt doesn't take it the same way and got upset again, she asked. I reiterated how happy he seemed when she was around and what I have observed. Zoe got up from the bed and paced for a few minutes. She asked me if I was sure I would be ok with it. I pulled the coves off me revealing a brutally painful hard on. She bit her lower lip then quietly exited the bedroom. I lay there questioning everything I set in motion. I couldn't stand it anymore, I snuck out into the hallway listening to them talk.
Wyatt was lying on his back bare chested and covered by a blanket from the waist down. Zoe stood next to him looking down, unsure what to do. I was even unsure what she should co, my heart began racing. She looked to panic a little, starting to turn and walk away. Wyatt's hand shot out grabbing her wrist. Startled Zoe stammered she was sorry for waking him. Still holding her wrist he asked her if something was wrong. Seeing her standing there in a tee-shirt being held in-place by my uncle/ Made me both scared and excited. She was really nervous and visibly trembling. Wyatt asked if I knew she was there. Zoe only nodded, her wrist still in his big hand. He then asked if she was ok with being there. She seemed to lose her breath, then answered with a soft yes..
Wyatt gently pulled her on top of him. They began kissing softly at first. A small moan escaping from her. His hand rubbed up and down her sides. Their kissing became more frantic as his hands cupped her thick firm as cheeks. Zoe suddenly sat up removing her shirt in a single motion. He squeezed her perfect round tits making her sigh. I watched as she reached back between his legs to feel for his cock, letting out gasp. Zoe slid down his body kissing his chest and stomach with soft delicate kisses. She slid the blanket down revealing his nakedness, and long thick cock. Zoe flicked her tongue over the tip of his cock. Looking him in the eyes she took as much of him into her mouth s she could. Pulling back gasping for air, she repeated this a few times all the while still locking eyes with my uncle. Her head started to bob up and down. His head lolled back a sigh escaping his mouth.
I watched as my normally passive wife began to suck his cock with an enthusiasm she normally does have while sucking cock. See her suck and lick his entire shaft like she was made me a little jealous, but even more aroused. She finally climbed back on top of him raising up and aligning his cock with her pussy. I watched ash her ass rotated and wiggled. "Ahhhhh!" she cried out as she lowered herself onto his dick. Wyatt's hands were under her ass balancing her as she took more and more of him inside of her. Zoe was gasping and mewing like a cat as the intensity of their fucking pushed her closer to an orgasm. She leaned forward and started to move her whole body to fuck him hard. Wyatt slapped her ass cheeks making her yell. They were both moaning and expressing there mutual pleasure.
Wyatt suddenly flipped her onto her back. His cock momentarily slipping out. Zoe immediately spread her legs as he hovered over her. Grasping his cock to guide him back into her, whining for him to fuck her. He pushed in but stopping and holding still half way. "Ahhhhhh! Please don't stop! Wyattttttt!" she cried out as her ass lifted off the couch trying to force his cock to go deeper. He slammed into her making her scream and whimper. His ass rose and fell as she locked her arms and legs around him to make sure he didn't pull out again. Her nails dug into his back as she came more intensely than I have ever seen. Wyatt was getting close judging by his breathing. Zoe sensed he was about to come. "Come inside of me. I want to feel it!", she said. A few more thrust and he let out a very loud climax. It was both pleasure and a release of long held anguish.
They lay there her legs locked over his. His cock still inside of her. His face buried in her shoulder while her she lightly raked his muscular back with her nails. When she returned to me I slid my cock into her soaking wet pussy and knew I was hooked. I came after a dozen strokes. We held each other tightly. "Thank you." she whispered into my ear. It's been six years since that night. We have three kids, our oldest the spitting image of his father, Wyatt.
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