Not What I Thought 1

By Runtz4


The seat belt warning chimed as we pulled away from Mia and Chris’s house. My wife Alexa always waited until we were out on the road to buckle up, which always bugged me, and she knew it. I felt her intentionally letting it beep, with extra hostility in the air between us.

Alexa had only had sex with me, and I had only been with two other girls before her; neither relationship lasted very long. The funny thing is, they were both virgins when we hooked up, so I didn’t have any experience with someone who had other partners. It was while dating Alexa I realized how fake porn was and became convinced most women only have clitoral orgasms.

We’d been together almost five years and married for four, and while most of those were good, it seemed like we had hit a rut. About nine months ago, in a moment of vulnerability, she shared that she wished she had experimented more before we married. It wasn’t that she didn’t love me or still wanted to be married; she just felt like she missed out on being young and single.

We tried to spice things up a bit by watching some spicy videos together, and she even bought a dildo to add to the small bullet vibe she had purchased a couple of years ago. Honestly, it always made me feel uneasy using the dildo on her. It seemed like a glaring reminder I cum too soon.

None of that seemed enough to keep the excitement going, and for the past couple of months, we rarely had sex. More times than not, Alexa would say she was too tired or just say she was fine and didn’t need anything, then give me a handjob. As soon as I cum, she’d ask me to use the dildo on her, saying she changed her mind. Even then, she needed both the dildo and vibe on her clit to make her cum. I loved her and found her lustfully hot and wanted to make things right. I just didn’t know how.

At 5’6″, she’s a perfectly average height, and her long red hair is striking against her cotton-white skin. Her cheekbones, long neck, feminine frame, and tight tummy resulted from intense gym discipline and great kitchen sacrifice. She’d lost nearly 30 pounds in the past year, and while she’s always been cute, now she was gorgeous with a strong jawline, firm legs, and perfectly perky B-cup breasts.

I had always been the fitter between us, and it didn’t bother me that she was a little heavy. I am 5’7 “and weigh about 170 pounds, with broad shoulders, a 34-inch waist, a beard, and thick dark hair I keep trimmed with a fade.

After backing out of the driveway, she put the car in drive and made it halfway down the street before finally buckling her seat belt. With a clear, firm voice, she let me have it. “I can’t believe you just did that!” She gritted through her teeth. You didn’t even ask me, ” she fumed.

I was completely caught off guard, “Jesus,” I sniffed, “I thought that’s what you wanted.” I pleaded.

“Well, that’s not the point. I wanted us to talk about it, and you never did, and then you just made the decision for both of us.” She fumed, her body tense and her voice stern.

I sat there wondering what I could do to make it right, thinking about what she was saying. “Look, I’ll text Chris and tell’em we changed our mind. I am sure he’ll understand,” I pulled my phone out of my pocket.

“God, no!” She grabbed my phone. “I think I’d die from embarrassment. You made the choice. Now we have to live with it.” Her voice quivered as she confronted me, scolding me like a child.

Last week, Mia and Chris came to our house, like they had dozens of times before. We’ve been friends for over three years now. Alexa and Mia teach at the same school, and Chris and I have much in common. Though they live farther out, we still get together often.

The girls had spent some time together in the kitchen while Chris and I watched the game. After they left, Alexa filled me in on something they had talked about. Mia and Chris were interested in taking our relationship further and invited us to spend a night with them, swapping partners. They had told us months ago they were swingers, and just knowing that about them set a fire inside my wife that couldn’t be ignored.

The way Alexa brought it up and knowing how she had been feeling made it seem like she wanted to do it. Mia was a sexy Hispanic woman, about 5’4, with dark hair and complexion and noticeably large breasts, and a thick ass. Mia and Alexa dressed conservatively at school, so they drifted toward more sensual outfits at home. Mia frequently wore yoga pants that seemed almost painted on, accentuating her thick butt and highlighting her thin waist. I had certainly fantasized about her, plus it had been a while since Alexa and I had been intimate, so maybe this was just what we needed.

The idea didn’t take me by surprise. We’d all been flirtatious with each other and increasingly so after finding out about their lifestyle. The night seemed particularly charged with sexual tension, so when Chris asked if we had made a decision, I just said, “Yes.”

“I am sorry, Babe… I just thought you wanted to do this.”

“Well… yeah, I guess I do. I just thought we would have discussed it first. I mean, this is a pretty big deal, don’t you think?”

“Of course it is,” I agreed.

Alexa exhaled sharply, “Look, you and Chris and Mia have all been with other people, but for me… you’re the only one I’ve ever been with. This is all so new to me.”

“But… I don’t want you to regret not doing this and then resenting me for getting in the way. I just want you to be happy again.” I sighed with vulnerability.

“What? What does that mean?” Alexa snapped.

“I know you love me, but it’s obvious you aren’t happy, and I am not even sure why. But if this will help you feel… I don’t know…desired or sexy, and happy again, I am all for it.” I let that sink in for a second,

“That and Mia’s pretty hot,” I chuckled, breaking the tension.

“Oh, shut it!” She playfully snapped. “But seriously, you’re a little drunk and a LOT horny and may not be thinking clearly. I know we’ve been busy, and it’s been a few weeks since we’ve had sex; I am just afraid once we get home, we’re going to fool around, and once you’ve cum you’re going to regret this and want to back out.”

“Why would I be the one to back out?”

“This is what I mean. You haven’t thought this through. Are you telling me you won’t feel jealous watching me with Chris?” She asked as she continued to drive. “Honestly, Dan, take a second and think about what that’s going to be like in real life, not like in some porn you’ve watched, but to see Chris’s hands all over my naked body, to see him kiss me, and to watch as I take his big cock in my mouth, and finally as he slides his big dick inside your wife.” She huffed, turning herself on as she talked.

“Fuck baby, that’s hot!” I reached over and groped her breast.

“You don’t think you’ll be even a little… embarrassed?”

“Embarrassed? Of what?”

“God, you’re going to make me say it, aren’t you?” She sighed. “Babe, you know you’re kinda small.”

 

To Be Continued…?

 

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