Invitation To Fuck My Wife
It was a few weeks before super bowl weekend when he contacted me. "Hey, how have you guys been?". That was what I saw in my messages. He and I had attempted to setup a play date with him and my wife for the past several months, but to no avail. Either his schedule didn't fit ours when we were off or ours didn't fit his. One time I had him scheduled to fuck my wife back in December. Everything was on track, but she got her period the day before and I had to cancel their date. My wife never knew any of this. I don't typically inform her of the plans I make to have her fucked.
So I saw his message and knew he likely had free time coming up. So I replied back and we shared generalities about how things had been since we chatted last. Then he asked how my wife was doing, and if I would be interested in having him come by for a visit sometime soon. It turns out that my wife was leaving for a business trip in a few days. I didn't see an opening before then. I knew she would be returning the day before Superbowl Sunday. So I offered for him to come by that evening after she arrived, or during the day or morning of Superbowl sunday.
He told me he would have to get back to me as his work schedule changes weekly. He was a local guy and we had met him before. He was a good communicator and had followed through before. So he and I left it there for about two weeks. That's how many encounters start; after initial contact, suggested dates and times are offered. From there, it's a matter of everyone's availability. Most early plans don't pan out as everyone seems to be busy, including us, and schedules get in the way. But sometimes, everyone's schedule syncs up, and plans are finalized and a meeting happens.
And so it was, a few days before Superbowl weekend arrived, the guy texted me and said he could make it on Saturday night around 8pm or 9pm. I texted back that the date would be fine and suggested a compromise of 830pm. We both agreed that was the date and time. I told him I would text him the morning of the date with the hotel room location and room number. And that's where we left it.
I didn't inform my wife of the plans he and I had made. I never inform her until just before it happens. There are two reasons for this; the first is that my wife is submissive to me sexually, and she fucks whoever I tell her to. So I don't consider her thoughts about who and when or where I have her fucked. That is just how it is with us and my wife is fine with it. Secondly, plans I make don't always pan out, such as when she got her period and I had to cancel the plans. So I don't usually tell her until things are more solid, and then, I don't usually tell her until an hour or two before it is about to happen. Sometimes, I don't tell her until a guy arrives at our door. But that is not typical, I usually give her at least a little time to prepare.
On Friday night before the superbowl, things became more solid as I texted the guy to see if he was still on for Saturday night at 8:30pm. He texted back shortly after to tell me yes, and that he was very excited about fucking my wife again. She had pleased him well the last time they had fucked and I could tell he was genuninely excited to see her and use her again. My wife had been very pleased with his performance too. He is well endowed and had challenged her a bit because she has a tight, little pussy. But she had enjoyed his thick cock and how he had used it. He was very skilled with it, I must say.
My wife was still away on her trip at this time, so I still saw no reason to tell her about the plans. I decided that I would tell her the next day after her plane arrived.
I met my wife at the airport around 4pm that Saturday afternoon. Knowing that we had to be at the hotel I had booked in just a few hours, I knew I had little time to spare. My wife had mentioned that she had not eaten lunch, so I decided to take her to an early dinner. We drove to a restaurant and had a great meal. After dinner, we drove home and brought her things inside. It was then that I told her that she was going to be fucked in a hotel that night.
It was about 645 pm when I told her. We had to be at the hotel by 830pm. Her reaction was one of surprise. But it was a pleasant type of surprise. She was also a little nervous which is typical before I have someone fuck her. She could also feel the pressure of time as the date was in less than two hours. I could see she truly didn't see it coming, lol. But as usual, she made no complaint and did not resist my plans at all. She is very service oriented. Like a good, obedient wife, she simply took a shower and packed lightly for the visit to the hotel. And then off we went.
We arrived at the hotel literally minutes before our guest was due to arrive. No sooner than I had begun unpacking some of my video equipment, there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and greeted our gentleman guest who was right on time to the minute (a great quality for a man in this lifestyle). My wife had just finished slipping into her night gown and she came over and greeted him. As they began chatting, I walked to the back of the hotel room to finish setting up my camera. Before I had even touched my camera, and just seconds after he had walked in the door, I turned to see him embracing my wife and sucking her breasts as his hands caressed her beautiful ass. "Damn, that was fast!" I thought to myself as I fumbled to get my video camera on to film the sexy things that were about to happen. He obviously couldn't keep his hands off my wife. I was happy that he realized that my invitation to take this ride with her was a full-fare ticket.
The two of them wasted no time. My wife had his pants down and his thick cock in her mouth within moments. I had begun recording, of course. I'll save the details and the rest of my thoughts about the encounter until after I have posted a long video of that night. I just wanted to relate in this post, the way things happen for us in a typical invitation leading up to the enounter.
So I saw his message and knew he likely had free time coming up. So I replied back and we shared generalities about how things had been since we chatted last. Then he asked how my wife was doing, and if I would be interested in having him come by for a visit sometime soon. It turns out that my wife was leaving for a business trip in a few days. I didn't see an opening before then. I knew she would be returning the day before Superbowl Sunday. So I offered for him to come by that evening after she arrived, or during the day or morning of Superbowl sunday.
He told me he would have to get back to me as his work schedule changes weekly. He was a local guy and we had met him before. He was a good communicator and had followed through before. So he and I left it there for about two weeks. That's how many encounters start; after initial contact, suggested dates and times are offered. From there, it's a matter of everyone's availability. Most early plans don't pan out as everyone seems to be busy, including us, and schedules get in the way. But sometimes, everyone's schedule syncs up, and plans are finalized and a meeting happens.
And so it was, a few days before Superbowl weekend arrived, the guy texted me and said he could make it on Saturday night around 8pm or 9pm. I texted back that the date would be fine and suggested a compromise of 830pm. We both agreed that was the date and time. I told him I would text him the morning of the date with the hotel room location and room number. And that's where we left it.
I didn't inform my wife of the plans he and I had made. I never inform her until just before it happens. There are two reasons for this; the first is that my wife is submissive to me sexually, and she fucks whoever I tell her to. So I don't consider her thoughts about who and when or where I have her fucked. That is just how it is with us and my wife is fine with it. Secondly, plans I make don't always pan out, such as when she got her period and I had to cancel the plans. So I don't usually tell her until things are more solid, and then, I don't usually tell her until an hour or two before it is about to happen. Sometimes, I don't tell her until a guy arrives at our door. But that is not typical, I usually give her at least a little time to prepare.
On Friday night before the superbowl, things became more solid as I texted the guy to see if he was still on for Saturday night at 8:30pm. He texted back shortly after to tell me yes, and that he was very excited about fucking my wife again. She had pleased him well the last time they had fucked and I could tell he was genuninely excited to see her and use her again. My wife had been very pleased with his performance too. He is well endowed and had challenged her a bit because she has a tight, little pussy. But she had enjoyed his thick cock and how he had used it. He was very skilled with it, I must say.
My wife was still away on her trip at this time, so I still saw no reason to tell her about the plans. I decided that I would tell her the next day after her plane arrived.
I met my wife at the airport around 4pm that Saturday afternoon. Knowing that we had to be at the hotel I had booked in just a few hours, I knew I had little time to spare. My wife had mentioned that she had not eaten lunch, so I decided to take her to an early dinner. We drove to a restaurant and had a great meal. After dinner, we drove home and brought her things inside. It was then that I told her that she was going to be fucked in a hotel that night.
It was about 645 pm when I told her. We had to be at the hotel by 830pm. Her reaction was one of surprise. But it was a pleasant type of surprise. She was also a little nervous which is typical before I have someone fuck her. She could also feel the pressure of time as the date was in less than two hours. I could see she truly didn't see it coming, lol. But as usual, she made no complaint and did not resist my plans at all. She is very service oriented. Like a good, obedient wife, she simply took a shower and packed lightly for the visit to the hotel. And then off we went.
We arrived at the hotel literally minutes before our guest was due to arrive. No sooner than I had begun unpacking some of my video equipment, there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and greeted our gentleman guest who was right on time to the minute (a great quality for a man in this lifestyle). My wife had just finished slipping into her night gown and she came over and greeted him. As they began chatting, I walked to the back of the hotel room to finish setting up my camera. Before I had even touched my camera, and just seconds after he had walked in the door, I turned to see him embracing my wife and sucking her breasts as his hands caressed her beautiful ass. "Damn, that was fast!" I thought to myself as I fumbled to get my video camera on to film the sexy things that were about to happen. He obviously couldn't keep his hands off my wife. I was happy that he realized that my invitation to take this ride with her was a full-fare ticket.
The two of them wasted no time. My wife had his pants down and his thick cock in her mouth within moments. I had begun recording, of course. I'll save the details and the rest of my thoughts about the encounter until after I have posted a long video of that night. I just wanted to relate in this post, the way things happen for us in a typical invitation leading up to the enounter.
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