Watching My Wife On Dates

I guess it really was all my fault. At the age of 30 I found myself running a five man insurance office in a town that I had just moved to. Six months in the secretary gave her notice and quit. My 25 year old wife, Ginger, happened to be a graduate of secretarial school so it seemed a natural fit, except for the company wide policy of not hiring relatives.

From the day I mentioned it to my wife until the day the old secretary left Ginger kept begging me to hire her. She too was in a new town, and with no friends her days were really long and boring, I at least, had some place to go. Her arguments made sense, and the extra money would be nice, so against my better judgment I hired her and told the men she was a single girl who had just moved to town.

Within two weeks each of the five men in my employ hit on her, and I could hardly blame them. Ginger was a blonde ex cheerleader who kept her shape, petite, nice tits and lean tapered legs. After dinner one night I finally asked her if she wanted me to intercede on her behalf and ask the men to stop it.

She looked at her feet for a few moments, cleared her throat, and whispered no. Then she looked me in the eyes and said actually she would like to go out with them, she was running out of excuses, I was either at work, or working at home, or sleeping, so we never went out, she wouldn’t go out alone, and hadn’t been to a restaurant or nightclub since we moved, and maybe once she went out with one or two of them, and they didn’t even get to first base, they would leave her alone. I was shocked, obviously it was something she had thought about, but once again her arguments made sense, and once again I bowed to her wishes.

The next day when Anthony, the oldest and most diligent and professional of the salesmen, asked her out, and was quite flattered when she said yes. That night I watched Ginger, my wife of five years and who I loved dearly, dress for a date with another man. She put on a white cotton bra and panties, over that she wore a high collar calf length dress, pantyhose, and one inch heels. She looked like she was going to church, not on a date. She looked so prim and proper I swallowed my trepidation and watched her walk out the door and into another man’s car.

It was around eight when she left, it was just past one when she returned. There happens to be a streetlight right outside our bedroom window and when I heard a car and leaned out the window I could see Ginger and Anthony quite clearly as he parked in front of our door. With panic in my eyes, my heart in my throat and much to my chagrin, a hardening cock, I watched them embrace and share a deep and long lasting kiss. Ginger finally broke away when he placed a hand on her breast. She smiled at him, caressed his cheek and exited the car.

She waited until he was out of sight then sprinted up the walk way. It wasn’t but a few seconds between the sound of the front door slamming shut and seeing my wife taking off her dress as she entered our bedroom. She leapt into my arms saying she was glad I was awake because she was horny as hell. She proceeded to strip as fast as she could, all the while telling me to get my clothes off so she could fuck me. Another shock went through me, on top of having a hard on from watching my wife kiss another man, she was using language I had never heard her use before.

She pushed me back on the bed and positioned herself over my upper thighs. Then she took my rock solid cock in her soft hands and guided it to her pussy. My shy about sex wife had made a complete change, she was not only instigating our mating, and she was leading it. She rubbed the head of my cock over her pussy lips, where for the first time I could tell how really turned on she was. My cock head easily slid up and down her lips and I felt more lubricant from her pussy than ever before.

Suddenly my shaft was swallowed up by the warmest, wettest sensation it had ever felt. Ginger leaned forward and put her hands on my shoulders, pushing them into the mattress, using that brace she lifted her torso four times in quick succession, each time ending by slamming her weight down on my thighs, forcing my cock into her pussy as far as it could go, while at the same time grinding her clit against my pelvis.

Those four jabs were all it took for my sweet innocent wife to have the most intense orgasm of her short sexual life. Her body quaked and quivered as it straddled me, her head became a bobble doll, rolling in all directions on her stretched out neck. Finally she collapsed in near exhaustion, her chest resting upon mine, while my still hard dick was lodged in her cunt.

She rested that way for a few minutes, then slowly regained her senses, the first of which was my cock still in her cunt. Ginger grinned like a Cheshire cat and leisurely began to hump her pelvis up and down while still lying flat on my chest. My cock could feel her cunt walls as they clamped around its’ intrusion.

We slowly fucked this way for a few minutes when I finally couldn’t bear it any longer and had to know, What’s gotten into you, I asked my wife, I’ve never seen you act like this before. I love my wife for many reasons, one of the most endearing is that she is an honest blonde. Ask her a question and in her naiveté/dumbness she will tell you the truth. So she told me about dinner and drinking and dancing and drinking and talk about sex and drinking and finally about dancing real close and tight and feeling a strange cock rubbing and growing against her thighs and belly.

When she got to the part about feeling Anthony’s cock against her body she came again, and I could feel her cunt walls contracting around my cock. Her orgasm wasn’t quite the earth shaker this time, but it did exhaust her out. She collapsed onto my chest and was soon gently snoring. My cock was still hard and still inside her pussy. I found myself fucking my passed out wife while getting excited about her new found sexual passion. I would soon find out the price for that passion.

Two days later she had a date with Jeremy, he was just a couple of years younger than Anthony and seemed to use him as a mentor. Jeremy had a good head on his shoulders and I liked him For a second time I watched my wife ready herself for a date with another man. This time her full bra was nylon as were her granny style panties. A dark pair of panty hose was covered by a knee length skirt while a high cut sweater covered her bra. She reminded me of the teenage beauty I first met and vowed to marry.

Again she left about eight and retuned after one. Jeremy also parked his car under the streetlight and there I was, watching raptly and with a growing cock inside my pants. Instantly they were in each others arms exchanging a prolonged and passionate kiss. Ginger then broke the kiss and leaned back against the car seat. Jeremy swung around to the side and pulled her sweater up over her bra and with my wife’s eager help unclasped it. My jaw dropped and my cock grew harder when Jeremy and I both saw my wife’s naked breasts. The dark amber of her aureoles contrasted with the alabaster white of her tits as the light from the lamp shown down on them.

He bent over her and for the next few minutes kissed and sucked her nipples while my wife caressed her pussy over her skirt and squirmed her body around. She finally called a halt to the sucking when he reached under her skirt and tried to spread her thighs. She lowered her sweater without re hooking her bra, stroked his cheek, kissed him lightly on the lips and got out of his car. She hopped from foot to foot as she impatiently waited for his car to disappear.

From the window I watched her scramble as fast as she could into the house, then I heard her yelling for me to be awake and ready because she needed to be fucked really bad. Ginger bounded into the bedroom, pushed me back on the bed and pounced on me, not even bothering to take off her clothes. She just shredded her pantyhose by yanking on them as if in a fit of delirium, which, from the way she attacked me, used me, then came on me, all the while moaning and wailing about fucking and cumming and cocks and cunts, I had to concur with.

We fucked until she came, not as intense as that first one the other night, but longer in duration, until she again passed out from the exertion. And again I was left to fuck my passed out wife, this time with visions of Jeremy sucking her tits in my head.

We fell asleep in each others arms and awoke with a mutual desire to fuck again. Ginger was still fully clothed so I flipped her over on her back, pushed her skirt and panties out of the way and fucked her missionary style so I could watch her face as I asked her to tell me about her date with Jeremy. It was another tale of dining and drinking and talking about sex and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing with her back to him so he could slide his hands up and down her body while grinding his cock into her ass.

I asked her about the sex talk, and true to her blonde honesty, she answered bluntly that Jeremy had asked her what she liked done to her to turn her on, and in her blonde honesty, she told him. Jeremy being no dummy was quick to use what she related and got to second base before my wife remembered her wedding vows and got out of the car. And I, also being no dummy, began to do the things she told Jeremy about, and soon I had her crying out as she came in one quick jerk followed by a body wide shiver.

We barely made it into work on time and were there only a few minutes before Charles asked her out. Charles was a middle of the road kind of guy, did just enough to get by, but never exerted himself. It would be interesting to see how far he and Gingers’ date would go.

That night I watched as Ginger pulled some new lingerie out of a sack and began to put it on. The bra was a white nylon support one, that pushed her tits up and apart, creating quite a bit of cleavage. The panties were also white nylon high cut bikini style, that showed a lot of bare thigh at the top of the stay up stockings she also put on, much to my surprise. I mentioned it to her and she said she was tired of the struggle to take her pantyhose off when she wanted to fuck me.

I don’t know what made me say it, but before I could stop myself, I blurted out that it would also give Charlie easier access to your pussy. A dreamy kind of smile crossed her lips as she said with half closed eyes, that she hadn’t thought of that, but it sounded kind of fun. Then she donned a white silk blouse that buttoned up the front and that she left unbuttoned to the top of her bra, exposing the top of her globes and the crease between them.

The dark skirt she then put on ended about two inches above her knees and was skin tight. When she bent over to put on her shoes I could see the outline the edge of her panties made and an inch or so of the dark band of her stockings.

She left near nine and didn’t return until near two. I was almost asleep when I heard their car drive up. I sprang to the window in time to see my wife swivel on the car seat so she was facing Charlie while at the same time drawing her skirt up her thighs until her white panty covered crotch came into view. She put one foot up on the seat, one foot down on the floor and leaned her head back against the passenger door.

I saw her lips move and then saw Charlie put his head between my wife’s wide spread legs. I lost sight of him but had a perfect look at Ginger as her face contorted in erotic frenzy as I could only imagine what Charlie was doing to her, but what ever it was, she was certainly liking it. I considered our situation a moment, she never went down on me, I never went down on her.

Our sex life was very straight laced, Ginger was a virgin and I not much more than that when we married. The honeymoon was perfunctory and then sex took a back seat to school and work. How quickly things change, I pondered, as I gazed upon my wife thrashing about in another mans car while that cars owner did god knows what to her pussy. Suddenly she sat bolt upright and let out a scream that I prayed our neighbors didn’t hear. She reached down between her spread legs and with one hand pinching each ear brought Charlie’s head back into view.

Ginger lowered her leg from the seat and sat back against it, breathing rapidly and deeply. Then I saw Charlie put his hand around Gingers’ neck and begin to draw it down to his crotch. My wife deftly ducked her head from under his grasp and wagged her finger at him. He made a hands to the sky gesture and shrugged his shoulders. Ginger spoke a few words, Charlie nodded and I saw him squirm around on the seat.

Then Ginger put her leg back up on the seat, moved her panties out of the way, giving me a wonderful beaver shot while she got easy access to her abundant pussy juice. She scooped up a load in a cupped hand and disappeared it into the vicinity of Charlie’s lap. I watched as her arm moved in an up and down motion, giving me a good indication that she was jacking him off.

In a few moments he jerked his head back and forth and shimmied his shoulders. A few seconds after that I saw Ginger with a right hand and wrist coated in a shimmering glob filled liquid. Charlie grabbed her arm and pushed her hand towards her face, I was filled with shock and awe when I saw her actually stick out her tongue and lick Charlie’s cum from her hand.

I began to rub my cock as I watched her really get into it as she ran her tongue up and down her wrist and palm, seeing her lap up a particularly large wad and suck it into her mouth, then finishing off by sucking clean each finger and her thumb. She gave Charlie a big smile and got out of the car.

Ginger didn’t even wait for him to fully leave before she was scampering into the house and into my arms. This time I met her and before she could do anything and guiding her forward momentum as she entered the bedroom I soon had her kneeling on the floor, with her torso bent over the bed. I tugged her tight skirt up over her ass, pulled her panties aside and jammed my dick into her cunt.

Ginger squealed in pleasure and ground her ass cheeks back into me. I leaned onto her back and told her to tell me about her date while I fucked her. It was the usual tale but this time on the dance floor he openly played with her pussy and she came on his hand when she noticed other dancers looking at them.

That’s when I told her about watching her in her date’s car when they brought her home. That little revelation set her off, she screeched, shivered and drenched my cock in juices. When she recovered I began to fuck her harder, all the time calling her my slut, and a horny cunt and every other nasty thing my disoriented mind could come up with. Ginger responded in kind, agreeing with my every word, and begging me to call her names while I put my hard cock up her slutty cunt.

We fucked off and on that entire night, with Ginger finally realizing my watching her in the cars was why I was always so hard and ready for her when she got to the bedroom. Just before we fell asleep she whispered in my ear that since I got turned on watching her she will just have to do more for me to watch.

Her giggle was the last thing I heard before sleep took over. Ginger proved true to her word. Tom was the next man to ask her out. He was the youngest and brashest of the salesmen, cocky and full of himself, he would make a fine salesman once the edges wore off.

The night of their date Ginger wore a bright red half bra, it held her tits up, while exposing them almost to her nipples. Her panties were also bright red and covered in lace. A thin string held the front and back together, and it looked incredible on her, especially the way it cupped her round ass when she bent over to put on her stockings, a black pair of stay ups that just about covered her legs, leaving a bit of bare thigh between the tops and the edge of her panties. Her blouse was a translucent silk that did nothing to conceal the bright red bra beneath it.

She buttoned it only to the bottom of her bra, exposing it and all the globes of her tits. If she wiggled too much I was sure her nipples would poke out. Her skirt was a red and black pleated tartan design that came down to mid thigh. In this skirt when she bent over to get her shoes not only the tops of her stockings came into view, but I could plainly see her red panties covering her lower ass cheeks and the crack of her ass.

When she stood and turned around her movements made the skirt fly up in front and I got just as good a look at her panty covered pussy lips. We hugged and kissed before she walked out the door, and just as she exited she told me she left a gift for me on the bed.

As Ginger was departing on her escapade, I dashed to the bedroom to see what she left. I tore open the package to discover a pair of very high end binoculars and a note saying now I shouldn’t miss any of the action.

My little tramp had gone so far as to make sure her husband didn’t miss a beat of his wife’s sexual fun. And I must say she and Tom put on quite the show. It wasn’t until almost three that they pulled in to the light. I lost no time in zeroing in on their activities and putting them in the correct focus with the binoculars. I was rewarded with a scene so close I felt like I could reach out and pinch the nipple my wife just exposed. She then raised her skirt, spread her legs, grabbed Tom by his hair and pulled his head down into her crotch.

I zoomed in on his tongue as it glided up and down the red lace gusset of her panties where it covered her pussy lips. Soon I could see a dark spot starting to spread and the outline of her lips peek through. Then two fingers appeared and pushed her panty crotch into her cunt then pulled it out. It was a sopping mess and had lost all shape, making it easy for Tom’s tongue to slip by the edge and lick her pussy from ass hole to clit. He then settled in on her clit and began to nibble it with his lips while every so often flicking his tongue out and lapping it from top to bottom.

Ginger started thrusting her cunt into his face, she grabbed his head again and mashed it hard between her legs, creating more pressure on her clit which caused her to orgasm. When she recovered she looked up at our bedroom window and winked. She then unzipped Tom’s pants, pushed them down his thighs, took his cock in her hands and guided it to her mouth. I brought into sharp focus the image of my wife slowly inserting another mans cock into her mouth.

Every now and again she stopped, slid her tongue up his shaft and out her mouth, then slither it back in her mouth and proceed to take more of his shaft with it. When her nose and lips finally came to rest against his belly and balls she pulled his shaft from her mouth until just the tip remained, then in one motion swallowed it whole, then back to the tip, then swallow. For someone who never gave me a blow job she really seemed to know what she was doing. It didn’t take much of this fucking my wife’s mouth to get Tom to blow his wad.

Suddenly, while Ginger was busy trying not to gag from the amount of cum being shot down her throat, a pair of headlights pulled in behind Toms’ car. A man quickly got out and approached the passenger door. Tom lowered the electric window and motioned to the man. The stranger lowered his zipper, reached into his pants and pulled out his cock.

Tom gently tugged Gingers’ head up from his spent dick and turned it so she could see what was sticking through her side window. With a sly smile my wife instantly slid over next to the man’s growing cock, grasped it in her hands, put it in her mouth and began to masturbate it while sucking it at the same time.

It didn’t take much of this and the man was soon bucking his cock into Gingers mouth while ejaculating down her throat. Again Ginger did a magnificent job of swallowing everything he could give her, as I zeroed in on her face not a drop of sperm was anywhere to be seen. As soon as the stranger finished he walked back to his car, got in and drove away. Ginger smiled at Tom, kissed his cheek and left his car too.

This night Ginger seemed to be in no hurry to get to the bedroom and I watched her just kind of amble up the walkway and into the house. When I didn’t hear her on the steps or see her in the bedroom I went to find her. I discovered her in the living room bent over the arm rest of our couch, head buried in the cushions, ass pointed to the heavens. Her skirt was pulled up over ass, her panties were pushed to the side, and her fingers were pistoning in and out of her gapping cunt.

Ginger heard me enter the room, picked her head up and told me to fuck her as hard as I could while she told me what my wife slut had done this evening. I needed no second invitation, I unzipped my pants and unleashed my iron bar of a cock while I walked to her upturned ass. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back to me as I violently as I could while at the same time lining up my shaft to pierce her pussy as I pulled.

Ginger began to squeal but between her outbursts of ecstasy I could hear her words as they came out in breathless gushes. At first it was just her telling me to, “Fuck your slut. Fuck your filthy cum loving whore of a wife! Fuck me like a slut should be fucked! Oohhh yesss, fuck me baby, slam that big cock of yours in your nasty cunt.”

Then the story came out, Tom didn’t bother with a dinner, he took her straight to a bar, sat her on a bar stool and fed her two Long Island iced teas. Then he turned her around so she was facing the patrons and pulled her skirt up her legs and bunched it in her lap. He told her to look at the booth right across from them.

When Ginger glanced in that direction she saw five men staring at her stocking covered upper thighs and craning their heads trying to get a peek at her panties. Tom told her to spread her legs and she did as she was told. At this point Ginger stopped talking and began wailing in pleasure as my slamming cock and her recitation triggered an orgasm. When she resumed her story Tom had left to talk to the men then returned, grabbed her by the arm and led her out of the bar.

As they drove to their next destination Tom told her how she had mentioned to one of the men that she was a very inexperienced cock sucker and the he was going to help her over that little hurdle. He pulled into the parking lot of an adult bookstore and escorted my naïve wife into the store and led her around pointing out the wares of the place.

Ginger was the only woman there and was the center of all eyes. Tom took notice of this and went to great lengths to make sure they all got a look at her legs, tits and panties as he paraded her around and made her bend and stoop over to look at things. When he heard the door open and saw the group of men from the bar enter he took hold of her hand and led her back to where the video booths were. They walked down the hall while Tom looked from booth to booth, seemingly looking for something.

Of course he was looking for a booth with a glory hole and when he found one he ushered my wife inside and fed the machine its’ requisite money, told her to watch the movie and that he would be right back. He went to the men from the bar, told them what booth to go to and returned to find Ginger raptly watching a woman fucking seven black men while she lazily finger fucked herself. Tom unbuttoned her blouse, removed her bra, and began playing with her tits.

Suddenly a cock was thrust through a hole in the booth, Tom took my wife’s right hand and put it on the cock and told her to jack it off. While Ginger was masturbating a strange cock Tom was telling her that she had to learn how to suck cocks, and there were ten or so men lined up outside the booth. He said they had volunteered to help her by letting her practice on their cocks.

For the next three hours Ginger sucked off one man after another while Tom told her what to do and how to do it. His instructions were augmented by the videos being shown, he would stop her when a close up of blow jobs would appear and make sure she watched it to get a better idea of exactly what to do. Ginger had three or four more orgasms as she continued her amazing tale.

Finally Tom wiped her face and chest off of all the sperm deposited on her, put her bra and blouse back on and began to leave the store. They were stopped by one man who begged them for a blow job too, Tom told him where Ginger lived and told him to meet them there. That was the guy who showed up out of nowhere to get a blow job from my wife.

Gingers’ story turned me on more than anything she had done before, so much so that my cock remained hard for longer than ever and allowed me to fuck my wife during the length of her speech finally exploding when she talked about the man who followed them home.

Ginger met my orgasm with one of her own and together we tumbled off the couch and onto the floor in our passion. We passed out from exhaustion right there. We woke the next morning and gathered out senses. I asked how she liked her night’s adventure. She smiled shyly and replied she loved it, she felt she was now an experienced cocksucker and loved all the different sizes, shapes and tastes of the anonymous men she sucked off and swallowed.

The floodgates were now open, and Daryl, the last salesman to take my wife on a date had heard all the details of her previous excursions and was more than ready for his chance. Daryl was the only black employee of the company and the only black man Ginger had ever met or talked to. Their date was set for three nights later.

When we got home that night, Ginger asked to be taken back to the bookstore, she wanted to rent some inter- racial videos, especially the one she saw of the woman with seven men. We rented several films, and I used the opportunity to see my wife’s new found talent up close. We went to the booth she had used previously and I watched her suck off four men in the space of a half an hour.

We returned home and fucked our way through three of the rentals. The seven man gangbang gave her one continuous orgasm, start to finish Ginger moaned, shook and quivered while she watched the white woman take on the seven black studs in her mouth, cunt and ass. We watched the other films the next night but Gingers fuse wasn’t really lit until we re ran the gangbang tape, where she once again had one long drawn out cum.

The night of her date with Daryl she didn’t wear a bra or panties, instead she donned a garter belt and long black stockings. A translucent broomstick skirt just long enough to cover her garter straps and a see through blouse tied in a knot under her tits made her look like a walking wet dream. Four inch stiletto heels had her swaying her hips from side to side as she walked to Daryl’s car. The movement had her skirt swishing around her legs, every so often exposing her garter straps and the bare white skin above the stocking tops.

I didn’t see my wife again until late the next morning when she was literally dropped off at the front door. It was a limp, well used dish rag I carried into our house and up to the bathroom to begin her cleansing. She was a mess, her blouse was gone, her skirt was torn, her stockings were just tatters hanging from her legs. Her body, almost from head to toe was caked in dried or drying cum. Her lips and cheeks were coated with sperm, it cracked as she moved her mouth and jaw. I soaked her in the tub for about an hour, refilled it and bathed her and washed her hair. I put her to bed and waited anxiously to hear about her date with Daryl.

It wasn’t until after the next night’s diner that Ginger felt up to relaying the events of her night. We sat on opposite sides of our bed, both nude and both masturbating, she with a dildo and me with my hand. I decided it would be less strenuous this way, and I could hear the story without too many interruptions. Daryl drove her straight to a pool hall on the other side of town, led her to a back room where she was tied lying on her back to a four poster bed. Her arms and legs splayed apart Ginger was an open invitation to one and all.

The men had her fuck for three hours on her back, then untied her, turned her over, retied her and let the assault on her ass begin. Ginger gave herself an orgasm when she got to the part of the men fucking her virgin ass hole. She said it hurt like hell at first but by the time the fifth cock was shoved up her butt she was loving every minute of it.

A couple of hours later they untied her, let her go to the bathroom and stretch a little, then bent her over a bench so both her pussy and ass hole were easily accessible, retied her and let the men take their choice of pussy, ass hole or both. She was tied up at the pool hall for six or seven hours, when she was untied, led back out to the car and driven to a whorehouse.

For the next five hours my wife was used as a common whore, but instead of the usual charge of 50, 100, and 200, Daryl charged five bucks for a blow job, ten for a fuck, and twenty for around the world. An ass fuck was fifty, with pussy and mouth thrown in at no charge, and customer’s choice of what hole to cum in.

Needless to say Ginger was the most used whore in the place, which led to some pissed off regular whores, who in turn attacked Ginger and began a fight, this led to the men making the women eat each other out and make each other cum, then they all got fucked, made to take the men’s cum shots in their mouths, then told to transfer the globs from one woman’s mouth to another. This shut them up, calmed them down, and even got a couple of them turned on.

Ginger now tasted her first pussy and was eaten for the first time by a woman. She told me she didn’t mind it, and the sharing of the men’s cum was a real turn on, but she preferred the rough style of men eating her and fucking her.

The house finally ran out of men so Ginger was picked up like a sack of potatoes, dumped in the car, and then on my doorstep. I shot off twice on hearing my wife’s adventure and she came four times from reliving it. From that day forward she was the office slut, always dressed for easy access to her ass, pussy and mouth, and always ready to be used anywhere, anytime by anyone.

Once the salesmen turned some clients on to Ginger, our office monthly take soared. All the men got performance bonuses, and I received a bonus equal to the size of my yearly salary. In the end I guess I became my wife’s pimp, because she got fucked, and I got paid.

3 Responses to “Watching My Wife On Dates”

  • Kevin says:

    I wish I was my wife’s pimp. I’d love to rent my wife out to do all black gangbangs. Wow, that would be great. Make money and jack off watching black guys cum in my wife’s holes.

  • Joe says:

    Occasionally I would look for men from my wife the most of the time she always managed to find a guy to come to our home to Fuck her. There was a usually chit chat for a few minutes and then the real wet kiss her land back on the couch with her new boyfriend getting ready to give her a real good fucking while I sat there and watch this all happened in front of me what a wonderful site.

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