We’d talked briefly about my wife getting with other men, or rather I had suggested it and she had showed little in the way of interest. She’d never said no but it was difficult to see it happening given her levels of enthusiasm.
That changed when we attended a friend's wedding in the south of France. Among the guests was a guy that she had history with, in fact he was the guy that split us up in our early days with her telling me there was someone else she fancied.
He was the guy who fucked her on their first date, told her he didn’t use condoms and the guy who left her needing a morning after pill. He was also the guy who ghosted her after that and subsequently gave me a second chance.
I felt a slight twinge in my stomach when I noticed them talking that first evening and an even bigger twinge later that night when she told me that he said he would be up for no stings attached sex if she was. When I asked her thoughts she answered “probably not”. It didn’t stop her talking to him some more later that night at the bar though.
The next morning we got ready for the wedding, I watched as she laid out her dress that she agonized over for hours before buying and watched in disbelief as she put on her underwear.
She had packed a pair of big pull in shorts / knickers that gave her the “right shape” in her dress, but that plan seemed to have changed as I watched her put on a small lacy thong and a matching bra.
And that was the moment that I knew my wife was going to fuck another man.
I kept a close eye on them all evening, noticed him slipping off and her shortly afterwards. I watched from a distance as they started kissing and got I quietly closer just in time to see him turn her around and lift her dress up.
I watched as he took out his cock, moved the white thong to the side and slip inside her. It seems he hadn’t changed his stance on the use of condoms, he hammered her hard for a few minutes before unloading inside her. They quickly got themselves together and left before I made my way back to the party.
That night in bed she rejected my advances, nervously telling me “something happened tonight”. I think she knew that I knew- we cuddled and went to sleep.
The next morning we didn’t talk much about it- I asked if it was good and she said yes. I asked if we could have sex and she said no. We didn’t fuck again on that trip.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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