My wife and I had often talked about her making love with another man. We would discuss it while we petted, and as she got hotter and hotter we would screw. I dared her to go to a bar in a nearby resort town, and flirt with a guy. I said if she liked him, she had to promise me that she would try and get alone with him. Then she had to at least kiss him and let him fondle her bare breasts. But she could go as far as she wanted. She agreed to this. I had included it because I felt she might chicken out even if she was with a guy she liked, but if she went this far to please me, then she might go further. She decided to go to Beachville, and if she met someone tell them that she married, and from out of state, visiting friends in Mainville.





I was out of town for a few days, and she called me to let me know she was going to do the dare. The next night she called me again to say the evening was very successful and she would tell me the details when I got home. I was so nervous that she had actually done something that I had to run to the bathroom. I could not wait to get home.





The next night we jumped into bed and she told me how she had gone in the bar and ordered a drink. A younger man came over and joined her, and she liked him. She told him that she was married, and that took him back a little, but then she added that she was from out of state and visiting friends in Mainville, and she was bored, bored, bored.





He soon asked her if she wanted to go someplace, and she suggested a walk on the beach. She followed him in her car, but could not find a spot where they had access to the beach. He asked her to come in to his motel room, he was a salesman and visiting the area too. She went upstairs to the room, and started to chicken out, just like I was afraid of. Then she remembered what I had said about letting him at least play with her breasts. So she went in with him, and they started necking. He left on one small light and turned off the others. She let him play with her breasts and started getting very hot. She had to go to the bathroom, and when she came out she left her dress, bra, and panty hose off, returning to him in just her slip. They jumped into bed and soon were having fun. She sat on top of him and rubbed her clit against his very hard cock. She was completely nude now, and he played with her breasts as she moved up and down. She said to me that she thought he wanted her to suck him, but she was to shy to do that. He rolled her off of him and onto her back, and rammed his cock into her. A few seconds later he pulled out and said he did not want to cum yet. He cooled off a bit and rammed it in again. He lasted as long as he could, but the third time he went in her, he came. So she did not fuck as much as she wanted, but she did like the experience a lot. I did too, I fucked her brains out I was so excited. Later, I told her they should have ordered a snack from room service, and sat around a while, and then gone back to bed. He would have lasted a lot longer the second time. I asked if she gave him her phone number, and she said no, I said that was good, if she had he would have been screwing her every time he came back on sales calls. She seemed to really like that idea, I guess it never dawned on her that I would let her do it over and over!





Within tow weeks she was making love with me and asked if she could do it with a guy from work. I said yes, that was hot, but I did not think there was anyone there she liked. She said that was true before, but Tom told dirty jokes and she thought he was interested. She said if she encouraged him she would have to do it whenever he wanted, not just one time. I said that would be hot.





If the sales men was too brief, Tom was the opposite, he would screw her for hours at a time, and he had her suck him all the time. I will write about that another time.