This is my first attempt at posting a story. I write a lot of fantasy stuff and decided to seek some feedback…

Hi, my name is Jillian and my husband is John. I never thought I’d be writing something like this, but here I am. First let me tell you about me and John. We knew each other in high school, had a few classes together, but that was it. He was a year older than me and a star athlete. I was the shy girl wearing the thick glasses. Then came college. John went off on a sports scholarship. The following year I went on an academic scholarship. At the time I didn’t know it, but we both went to the same college.

We actually didn’t know it until the summer between my sophomore and junior years. My mom ran into his mom at some charity thing and they got talking. Next time I came home my mom told me about it and I kind of brushed it off. I had a kind of boyfriend at school. No I didn’t envision us marrying, but he was a nice guy and we had fun. I told my mom that was nice and all. Then she said she invited them over for a picnic. Aggghhhhh!

Okay how bad could it really be. I mean who doesn’t Love their mom setting them up right!

Well, it turned out okay. I mean John felt just like me I’m sure. Get through the picnic and then get on with my life. Then he shows up and I was amazed at how much he had changed. Not physically, but he was no longer this… jock. Not that jocks were bad, but they always talk about sports and themselves. And of course he went on about how much I had changed. We both laughed when he asked where my glasses were.

So after an actual enjoyable time, he told me we should get together at school sometime. What he meant was hook up I was sure. And at the same time, I was flattered he asked me.

I should describe us I guess. John was a baseball player. 6’2″ tall with dark hair that he kept perfectly groomed. I’m guessing he was around 220 pounds of very firm muscle. By this time I was 5’3″ roughly 105 pounds. I had long blonde hair. I had started working out at the gym and had a nice firm body with fairly average 32 “B” cup breasts. We are quite the site with him nearly a foot taller than me.

Anyway, we did get together once back at school. Very casual at first, but by the end of the year we were constant companions. Always together. John graduated and planned on going on. He had a business degree and wanted to work on a law degree. He knew his future was not in baseball. That summer we continued dating and before he went on to law school that fall he proposed. The following summer we married. I had my degree and started working, doing medical billing. John did a lot of odd jobs and life was good. We bought a house and did the whole husband-Wife thing. And yes, the Sex was amazing. We did it every day. Eventually we found out I couldn’t get pregnant. I was depressed for a long time, but eventually accepted it. It didn’t seem to bother John, he said he’d like kids, but he was find with just us if that was our future.

The graduated and got an incredible job. He had to travel once in a while, but not much. He told me I could quit working, but I thought I’d be bored sitting at home. Over time his travel has increased, not excessive, but he’s gone usually a week a month with the occasional two week trip. Again, not a lot, but it happens. And when he comes home he makes up for lost time.

Then fast forward. I’m 38 and he’s 39, both on the fast track to forty. We still deeply Love each other and we have Sex more than most. At least a few times a week and always on the weekend. But I have to admit while I like it, it’s not the same, not as exciting as it once was. And John feels the same way I think. Over the past year or so, we have been trying different things to get that excitement back. He has asked me to dress differently and I’ve do it and more for him. Shorter dresses, taller heels, sexier bras and panties. He started to buy me lingerie and I Love modeling it for him. He likes knowing I’m wearing something sexy under my dress when we go out. Then one day he said something about a guy at a restaurant checking me out. The next few time, the same thing. Then I started to notice it more. Yes, I know guys look at women, and I admit I like it, always took it as a compliment on my attractiveness. But now I was noticing them too.

We went to a company function thing and for the first time I remember, a lot of guys asked me to dance. And John almost encouraged me it seemed. I brushed it off, but did have to admit I noticed it.

Then came our neighborhood party. Every year we have a big party with all the neighbors around the 4th of July. We usually have it at our house because it’s big and we have a huge patio / pool. The following week John was going out of town, but was all in for the party. He even took the day before off to make sure everything was ready. He seemed to have something on his mind and eventually it came out. He started out by asking what I was planing on wearing to the party. I was curious because he usually doesn’t seem to care as long as I’m comfortable…

“Maybe you should wear your new thong.” He smiles a devilish grin.

“Oh I don’t think so John. I mean do you really want the neighbors to see me like that. I mean I’ve wore it around before but not in front of that many people all day.”

“Well I know you won’t get any complaints from the guys.” As he playfully kissed me.

This continued most of the day, him telling me how he liked me dressing to show off. He seemed to be totally fixed on it. Then in bed he asked me if I ever notice guys checking me out. We talked as we often do in bed. Kissing and fondling each other as we do. I told him I always notice guys checking me out… nice to know I could still attract their attention. Then he asked if I ever thought about being with anyone else. Not leaving him, but him allowing me to explore. I was shocked to say the least. I tried to brush it off, but realized he was serious. Now he had me thinking about things I never thought about.

The next morning we were busy, prepping everything we could. Every one would bring a covered dish, but we needed tables and chairs and all kinds of things set out. While doing this, John was asking me about me swimsuit and if I notice the new couple, the guy seemed very nice type of stuff. I noticed we seemed to only talk about the husbands and what I thought of them.

Finally I said I refused to wear the thong bikini, but did agree to wear my red one-piece. It’s a Baywatch suit, cut extremely high at the hips and low on the side. It shows off my body, but at least modestly covers my butt. John agreed wholeheartedly, so I changed.

I was busy carrying things out when I heard an all too familiar voice call out. It was our neighbor Jake, “Hey sexy!” I turned and waved, trying to be polite. “Nice suit!”

“Thank you Jake.”

I should tell you about Jake. Most of the people in the neighborhood were in their 30’s and 40’s. Jake was 60 at least. His Wife had past away, I’m sure she was the one who picked the house. Jake had owned the local garbage collection company and sold it when his Wife got sick. He was extremely wealthy, but also very crude. And he was a monster of a man, and not completely unattractive. He had to be 6’8″ tall and 300 pounds. He was exactly fat, but a long way from slim. And like I said crude, very crude. He swore a lot and was always commenting on my Ass.

“For such a tiny package, that’s a lot of Ass!” Just as John came out.

He waved to Jake and said hello. I walked over to John and said, “Well, Jake likes my choice of suits.”

John only smiled, “Oh come on Jill, he’s not all that bad.”

“He says something about my Ass every time I see him.”

“Well, he’s not wrong.” John smiled.

The party was great. Everyone had a good time. John did spend a lot of time telling we which husband was checking me out. At first I was stop it. But after a while I was watching myself to see if he was right. I didn’t know what brought it on with John, but he seemed to really enjoy knowing the guys all found me attractive. Even Jake, who was always saying something.

When the party finally slowed down and people start to leave, there was a lot to clean up. Finally it was just me and John and he was still telling me how sexy I looked and how all the other guys were jealous. Then Jake yelled at us, his balcony kind of over looked our patio, “Hey sexy need some help?”

I waved and told him to come on over. And he did come to help. He was cleaning up things and helping John with the garbage and lifting the heavy tables. But a the same time he was flirting with me. At one point John said, “I think you have an admirer.”

“Just Jake being Jake.”

“I don’t know. He is really checking out your body. Bet if I wasn’t here he’d be all over you.”

I laughed and told him to get back to work. He was right though. Jake was not trying to hide that he was staring at my body.

“Damn Jilly, that Ass looks better ever time I see it.”

I tried to ignore him, but he was persistent. Finally with everything put away, John invited Jake to stay for one more beer. We all sat down and chatted for a while and like I said, Jake wasn’t all that bad. Then John told him he was traveling next week.

“Don’t worry buddy, I’ll keep an eye on Jilly here for you. Always a pleasure to watch her.” Jake laughed. “Right Jilly?”

I could only nod, trying not to encourage him more than necessary.

Later in bed, John seemed more excited than usual. And he wanted to talk about all the guys checking me out. Eventually he asked if I ever wondered what it would be like… with another guy. I reminded him I as not a virgin when we married, which only encourage him I guess. He asked if I ever thought of any of them.

After we made Love, which was more intense than usual for us lately, he came out and said he had been thinking about something. “I can’t help it, but I can’t stop thinking of you with another guy. Not holding hands and dating, but you know… in bed. Please, have you ever thought about it? It’s okay, you can tell me anything.”

I told him no. And I was being truthful. Although I did admit I would agree we needed more excitement but I thought we were both trying to put the extra effort in for each other.

“Well, what if I thought it was what I wanted. To see you…” he paused before continuing. “Well, with some one else.”

I told him the thought had never crossed my mind, but for him I would give it some thought. We snuggled and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

In the morning we had breakfast and as we sat, he wanted to continue our conversation, asking me if I was to pick some one there yesterday who it would be. I struggled to answer him, but finally said I didn’t think I could with any of the guys because I knew all their wives and it would be awkward later.

Then smiling he said, “What about Jake?”

“What?!”

“Come on. He’s close. He’s single. And he’s very willing.” John said with a straight face.

“No way. Okay he is single, but he’s also very crude and not exactly my type.”

“Oh come on. Humor me. Just flirt with him a little bit. For me.”

“Oh babe,that is not a good idea. Flirt with him knowing you’re leaving for a week. I’d have to lock all the doors while you’re going.”

John laughed at that, “Come on. For all the talk, I doubt he’d force himself on anyone. Inside he’s just a nice guy.”

Now I laughed, “Really, nice guy. Even when he tells me what a Hot Ass I have?”

We went back and forth a few more time, kind of having fun with it. Then John said, “Put on your bikini, the thong and go out by the pool. If he comes out flirt a bit with him. For me.”

I gave up, “Okay… for you. But that’s it. And if he bothers me while you’re gone you’re in trouble.”

John couldn’t stop smiling when I agreed.

After lunch, at John’s urging, I slipping into my bikini. It was bright red and showed of my tone body perfectly. I pulled my hair back in a ponytail while John watched. “Your sure about this.”

“Positive babe.” He answered as I notice his cock was forming a tent in his shorts.

With a deep breath, “okay, but you stay close in case I need rescued.”

It was about 2pm when I finally walked out to the pool deck. I started to clean a few odd things left over from last night. After about five minutes I heard Jake’s patio door open.

“Damn Jilly.” As I glanced up and waved. “Nice suit, really shows off that Ass.”

Pausing I looked up and smiled, “Thanks Jake… always nice to hear.” Okay, lose the attitude I thought to myself before, “Why don’t you come down, there’s plenty of food and beer leftover.”

In no time he was at the gate and I let him in. I handed him a cold beer as he made no effort to cover he was checking me out.

“Not sure I saw that suit before. Looks really. Good on you.”

“Thanks Jake. No, it’s new, first time I had the chance to wear it.”

“Well, you can wear it all the time for me doll. Shows off that perfect Ass.”

“Yeah, kind of does… doesn’t it.” As I turned a little so he could see. As I did I notice John staring out the window, watching me, us.

Then Jake commented on my legs and how smooth they were, “Shaved? Or waxed?”

Well, not always, but waxed.” I grinned, surprised he asked.

“Thought so. They look great.” Then he actually touched my leg, running his hand along it, “Too smooth to be shaved.”

His touch shocked and excited me at the same time. I couldn’t believe he was that bold. And I couldn’t believe John didn’t come out to stop him.

I think Jake knew I was shocked, but he read my not screaming or running away as a signal. “Bet the stay smooth a long time don’t they?” Again he caressed the outside of my thigh.

“Ah… ahm, yeah they do. Maybe you shouldn’t be here.” I stammered.

“Oh I’m sorry Jilly. Just, well, you’re so damn sexy. Like I always say, hottest Ass in the whole neighborhood.”

I turned to pick up something and smack, he slapped my Ass, “Yep, sexy and firm.”

I turn, red faced, “Jake!”

He laughed and apologized, but all I could see was the bilge in his shorts. It was huge! I tried not to look, but damn.

“Okay, but don’t let it happen again.”

“Can’t make that promise Jilly, you’re Ass is too sexy to resist.”

I excused myself and walked inside, know he was watching my Ass the entire time. Once inside John grabbed me and kissed me. Hard. “I can’t believe he slapped your Ass. That was so Hot!”

Now I was shocked again. My husband just watched our neighbor slap my bare Ass and he enjoyed it. And his cock was hard, poking me in the stomach. I was confused and not sure what to do now. John asked me how I felt flirting with him and all I could say was how big his cock looked.

Now John stopped, “Really. How do you know?”

I told him it was bulging out as we talked. John quickly told me to go back out and flirt some more, “Don’t do anything you don’t want to do, but I’d Love to see you kiss him!”

“Oh I’m not sure that’s a good idea. Are you sure?”

“Sure Jillian, just a kiss.” He reassured me.

“I’m not sure there is just a kiss with Jake.”

When I returned, Jake asked about John. “Oh he’s on a call for work. Something about his trip next week.”

“Oh yeah, he is leaving isn’t he.” Jake winked at me.

We chatted some more. Jake told me a little more about himself. About his Wife and how much she loved this neighborhood. He told me she had cancer and passed almost 7 years ago. He thought about dated, but didn’t think he could Love another woman. I was almost sweet until, “Doesn’t mean I don’t chase some tail. Just never gonna Love them.” As he stared at my breasts now.

After another 10 minutes of talking, we were standing kind of close. He looked down at me and I was looking up at him. I froze, unable to move as his head slowly came down towards mine. I knew he was going to kiss me, and he did. But it wasn’t rough like I expected, it was really soft. Then I felt his arms around me as his kiss got more intense. Then with his tongue in my mouth and his hands both firmly on my Ass, I pushed him away. He laughed so load I know John had to hear him.

“Damn Jilly, you are one Hot piece of Ass.”

I just stared at him. Unable to move. Again he took that as approval and stepped in to kiss me again. This time as he grabbed my Ass he pulled me tight against him, that huge bulge in his shorts pressed firmly into my stomach. As his tongue pushed between my lips all I could think about was his obviously huge cock. Finally I came back to reality and pushed him away again. “Please Jake.”

Again he laughed, “Sorry Jilly, but I couldn’t resist.”

This time I think he noticed me staring at his crotch and smile. He slid his hand over it and gave it a squeeze. “That’s right Jilly, Anytime you want to know just ask.”

“You better go Jake… John is expecting me.”

He smiled, and kissed me very lightly on the cheek, “Great party Jilly.” And he was gone.

Inside John as waiting. He grabbed me and kissed me, “Damn that was so Hot babe!”

In not time my bikini was on the floor and John had me bent over the kitchen table banging me as hard as he could. When he finally came I turned and asked, “You really got turned on watching that.”

“Sorry Jill, but yeah. It was amazing. I never thought I’d enjoy something like that but what can I say. What about you? Did you enjoy it?”

“Well I enjoyed the result of it.” I smiled as he pulled me to him and kissed me.

“Come on, you know what I mean. But the big question is would you do it again?”

I thought about it. I had no desire to kiss Jake again or ever. But I couldn’t deny John seemed to really Love it. “I don’t know John. But I think I would, for you.”

That excited him even more.

Then he asked, “Just a kiss? Or would you let him go further.”

“I’m not sure. But like I said, for you I’d be willing to try.”

“All I’m asking Jill.” John smiled.

The next day was normal, and the day after kind of, except John install high def cameras on the patio deck, the kitchen and the living room. They were small, but had a really good picture when he showed me on his lap top. The idea was while he was going if I decided to flirt with Jake I should text him and he could watch. I didn’t make any promises, but told him I’d think about it.

The next day he left. He left me alone. With Jake next door.

Nothing happened. But the next day I was outside and Jake saw me. “Hey Jilly.” He waved. I waved back.

“Want some company gorgeous?”

“Sure, give me a minute though.” As I texted John. I immediately got back a thumbs up from John as I opened the gate for Jake.

I was wearing a old pair of cut-off shorts and a crop top, no bra, and bright red panties. Also I was barefoot which would let Jake tower over me.

he came in, we talked like old friends. I was surprised he was actually a nice guy. Then after about a half hour I offered him a beer. “Sure if your serving.”

When I came back with the beer, he pulled my hand, practically dragging me onto his lap. He sat the beer down and pulled me up a bit before kissing me. Here I was, straddling this huge mountain of a man and allowing him to kiss me. All while my husband wasn’t home. With every passing second he became more confident.

After a few minutes, his hands were on my body, one slipped inside my shorts to cup my Ass. As we kissed he mumbled, “Best fucking Ass ever…” as I felt his cock stiffen underneath me.

Then his hand slipped under my top, discovering my bare breasts. I looked at my face as he pinched my nipple, his lips still locked on mine. Then laughing, “Damn Jilly, those are some firm tits Honey.”

Then as he went back to kissing me, I felt his hand slam down on my Ass. “Fuck you’re one spankable bitch.”

This went on for about 10 minutes and I was shocked Jake never really pushed me any further than just some serious making out. Then finally my phone dinged. I picked it up to see a message from my husband. Looking at Jake, “Sorry, it’s John… he wants me to call him… you should go.” Then I realized I was still sitting on Jake’s lap and what had to be a monster cock was pressed firmly into my crotch and I must of been grinding on it.