Journal of a Journey - Book 73

The exuberance she has over Paul has been diminished by the stress of getting ready to shuttle our ******** off to college this weekend. The estrogen battles have begun marked by points of shouting and yelling which are followed almost immediately by both of them being sombre and admitting that anxiety and nervousness are to blame. So, while last night’s talks and actions were quite fun and sexy, they were somewhat overshadowed.

Paul and her had their lunch meeting yesterday and I perceived that Suzanna was actually nervous yesterday morning. She doesn't know it but I noticed it as she stood in front of the mirror after her shower, she just seemed to primp a bit more. Example, even though she wasn't doing anything more than meeting him for lunch, she did dab some perfume between her breasts and I even saw her spritz a little down lower! It wasn't just my imagination either but I swear that just from her obviously thinking about it, that her pussy mound seemed to be more swollen.

I have to say that it turned me on incredibly to see her like that without her even being conscious of it; that she (and I) both seem to feel when she's turned on and horny like she is.

I didn't need to help her pick out what to wear, she wanted to feel sexy and she turned to me and held up a lacy bra and panty-set against her and said "like?". My smile was all she needed and I have to say it was exciting to see her do almost a reverse strip-tease as she slowly stepped into her panties and pulled them up very sexily. Her nips were hard when she pulled the bra into place and they were visible through the thin material. Over that she put on a smart but sexy dress and that was it; sexy but not slutty at all.


Over the course of this evening she shared with me that, " he's a nice guy and that he has a sexy way about him". She said he was surprised that she declined a glass of wine over lunch but that didn't affect their conversation at all. At first she said they talked about general stuff but as their food arrived she said he finally said he 'just had to ask' …. and he did.

He asked her about what she meant when she had told him , "my husband likes to let me have fun". She teased him a bit and said, "like this lunch date, he likes that I have fun like this".

I can't recall her exact conversation but he asked her what other fun I tolerated and she said she replied that it's really up to her and not me and that I just want her to be happy. She said that the smile kept growing on his face as she told him this but ended by saying, "I won't do anything that doesn't turn him on" (meaning me). After that she said that the conversation kept going in that direction and although she didn't provide any details she did tell him that she'd had several boyfriends over the past year.

I told her I was surprised that she told him this so freely but she said that he was very complimentary over what she said about our relationship and even respectful in some ways. I told her that he was surely just trying to make her comfortable but she said that he shared some of his own thoughts on 'open marriage' as he called it. She didn't correct him by saying it was only her and not me that enjoyed other partners but he did say that he was looking for 'fun' and not 'something more'.

As they talked about his ****** she got the distinct message that he's not looking for another wife. She actually said he talked very strongly about 'his condo' and 'his life' in the sense that she didn't feel he was necessarily looking to change any of that but, then again, how much can you really talk about in only about 45 minutes?!

They actually talked a lot about how things went when his own ******** went off to college some years earlier and she said he laughed at the tension Suzanna and our ******** feel and said that his ex-wife and their ******** went through much of the same. He did compliment her by how she portrayed the fun we've had as something that he and his ex-wife didn't have. He laughed that we are so looking forward to an empty-nest when, for his marriage, that wasn't a good time for them at all. He advised that if it was anything like his own experience that until after this weekend, probably not till next Wednesday, will we feel like we can begin to relax and breathe deep when we're sure our ******** will be settled into her dorm-life.

As their lunch came to an end, he picked up the tab and she said he used my line that she's a 'cheap date' in that lunch wasn't very expensive. She giggled and said that she'd, "enjoyed our first date". As he walked her to the car she told him that they should get together again next week maybe for lunch.

When they reached her car he asked her, "can we do dinner instead of lunch?".

She smiled and said, "we'll get to that" and on a spur of the moment she leaned up at him and kissed his cheek and said she wanted to meet for lunch once more when she wasn't as preoccupied as she felt at the moment.

He smiled and agreed, "same place, same time?" When she said yes, she said he leaned in and this time gave her a kiss on the lips and said ,"I hope I can have more of these next time".

I have to say that it made my cock throb as she told me how flushed she felt at his sudden more intimate kiss and how sexy it felt when she wasn't at all ready for it.

In bed last night I lay next to her in my boxers and t-shirt and she came onto the bed next to me in her long-t-shirt. I asked her outright, "so, are you going to sleep with him?”

She giggled and said, "I haven't decided yet but he's really nice". I didn't mention it to her but if this was truly a 'date' for lunch, then if she was going to see him again and if we've truly returned to her younger desires, then it's a virtual certainty that she'll have sex with him. I didn't need to say it, it was obvious.

I looked at her more closely as she lay next to me and I could see the horniness in her eyes. I gave a laugh and said, "are you going to have some fun along with me tonight?” She smiled at me and without either of us looking down, I could tell she was pulling up the front of her night-shirt and sure enough, I felt her bare hip rub against my side as I slid my boxers off.

As if it wasn't obvious, it quickly became apparent that Suzanna wanted to fantasize about Paul and she wanted me to help her as we both had our solo-fun. It is just so erotic to see her out of the corner of my eye with her knees bent and her legs spread as we lay there talking. I left it to my mind as we started rather than eagerly get up on my elbow to watch her fingering herself. It was very erotic to know she was as horny as I was (again!) about the same thing but knowing our thoughts were from different perspectives.

We talked openly like we often do and she had no qualms about telling me that she felt all light-headed and that she felt herself get suddenly turned on when he kissed her on the lips like he did. I asked her if she felt herself get wet and she giggled and nodded saying that she was thinking of him right now. She turned and asked me if it bothered me that she felt that when he kissed her. I shook my head and told her that it was kind of sexy to think about now and that led to a short but erotic conversation about her feeling good about things based on what she felt from kissing him, that this was a good sign. I laughed at her and asked if her nips got hard too and she moaned softly and gave a sexy 'yes' and answered, "uh huh" as another yes when I asked if she thought he saw them (I suspected he could if she wanted him to).

I tipped my head up a little and saw that she was beginning to push her fingers into her pussy as well as just rubbing them around the outside. It was very erotic to see her arch her back and pull her knees back a little as I saw her start to truly finger-fuck herself. I was going to lean over and offer to take over but instead I kept on stroking my own cock as I watched her get hornier and hornier as we talked more.

It was when she started to tell me that she hoped he 'has a big cock' that we both got more into masturbating and the sexual arousal levels kept raising. She told me how 'one day' she wants to feel him in her to which my reply of 'just one day?' made us both break out laughing but it also broke the mood a bit.

She rolled towards me and let me run my hands up and down her body and when my fingers found her pussy she moaned to me that she hoped I wasn't mad that she was turned on by thinking about what might be. I told her that it thrilled me and I took her hand and put it on my cock which made her moan deeply as she stroked it. A minute later she took my hand from her pussy and put it back on my cock and she told me to tell her about if I was horny about Paul and her.

I told her that I hoped to meet him like she said and I even said that, "I think I'd like to meet the guy you're going to be fucking". She moaned as I said it and told me it turned her on to hear me say it like that. I told her how hot it'll be to see him undress her for the first time knowing he's going to have sex with her. She moaned for me to describe it the way I'd like it to happen. I wasn't too specific but I did have some general stuff that I knew would work for both of us. I started with telling her that just how she was right then was already a turn-on that she was thinking about being with him and over the next few minutes I told her how horny it'd be to see her give herself to him. She moaned louder and louder as I told her how I wanted to help undress her but that I would want him to have her first.

My mind was 20 minutes ahead of my mouth so I had all sorts of visions in my head that sometimes would get me to daydream and stop talking to her, at least until she'd respond with a moan and I'd continue.

She had at least 3 fingers in her pussy pushing into her before she'd pull them out to do it again and I could tell from how wet she sounded that she was almost ready to cum herself. I was struggling to tell her how erotic it'll be to see her climb up on top of him and guide his big cock into her pussy. It was when she moaned loudly as we talked about when she'll finally let him cum in her bare that she finally let herself go and for the next few moments I watched her rub and stroke her pussy till her fingers were a blur as she finally started to cum herself. Needless to say, the thought of her rubbing herself to a furious orgasm as she thought about him, that thought drove me to my own orgasm. As I moaned loudly as I started to cum I felt the bed suddenly shudder as she rubbed herself to yet an even more intense orgasm than the first time.


Our ******** is off at college and so-far, so-good. Keeping our fingers crossed. Suzanna is torn between emotional extremes since dropping her off, of loving the upcoming sense of freedom one minute and mourning the 'loss' of our little girl.

Our son is still at home through till next weekend after which things will truly change for us.

Suzanna's emailed Paul a few times and they're meeting for lunch again this week at which time they'll decide on what's next. She's already suggested that the three of us get together and, no surprise, she said he's a bit reluctant so far, not fully understanding how things work between her and me.


Last night was eye-opening in a different way. Suzanna's made it very clear and admitted she's nervous; nervous about everything. Putting it bluntly, as if the longer she's gone without another boyfriend, in a way, she said the more she's feeling like she's drifting back. Now that this 'stranger' (her words) has approached her, she's feeling conflicted at times and in a way, scared.

It obviously wasn't a terribly sexy conversation so we both sort of got up on elbows and turned to each other to talk. I asked her why she's not taking a more aggressive approach to finding another guy. I again mentioned going on-line, to a dating site, if nothing else but to have some fun with. As we talked it suddenly struck us both (and I don't even think she even realized it for a few more minutes) but she's never had to look for a guy before. It's as simple as that; everyone she's had so far has approached her and, as we talked, she began to lament that, "I gave into every one of them too".

I hadn't really thought about it, I mean I liked that she slept around but hadn't thought that she'd never said no to a guy who asked her out and that she seemed to go along with what each wanted, etc. I told her that she'd been selective around them and not simply jumped into bed with them right away, but I saw her point. Thinking about it this morning, I guess you could say she'd never met a guy she didn't like.

I didn't want to tell her or play up that she's 'easy' and that there's nothing wrong with enjoying sex. I also thought about reminding her about the old saying that, "bad sex is better than no sex" but decided that wasn't a good thing

I told her that I was sorry for bringing it up and that I was happy about this guy Paul and I tried to lead the conversation back towards there, but she wanted to talk more about what she was feeling. She said that except for long ago, she'd never chased guys or had to 'come on' to a guy to get his attention.

The more she talked, the more I realized that it must have taken a lot for her to come up with saying she wanted to take those college photography classes and to take a step in that direction. I told her so and she agreed that it did make her feel better about things. I laughed at her and said, "I bet it made Glenn feel better too" to which she punched me in the arm!

Me asking her about it brought up something else she said she wanted to talk to me about. I looked at her not sure where the conversation was going but pre-emptied and told her that I understood what she was saying and it made a bit more sense to me. I laughed and told her that the best cure for this was to, "get back in the saddle again" to which she said she knew that and that she still wanted me to know that nothing had changed in terms of what she still wanted.

She looked at me and asked, "you too, same feelings and desires?" to which I gave her a 'duh, what do we do every Wednesday night....' reply and added ,"do you need more convincing?" or something like that.

She giggled and hugged me and said, "I'm crazy sometimes, aren't I?" A second later she said, ".. sorry, it's just that I feel that a lot of stuff is going on right now" and she admitted that our-baby, our ******** going off to college may have affected her more than she thought. In my head it just said that it reinforced the mom/wife stuff with her.

I tried to turn the conversation back and we talked about Paul and she said that she liked how things started with Robert and that she wanted to see if Paul felt the same way about her. She said that rather than lunch this week, he was going to take off early as Suzanna's company closes at 3pm for the holiday weekend and they were going to get together for drinks. I was about to say something when she said, "maybe you can meet us there and meet him?" She had suggested that to him in an email that we all meet but he seemed hesitant in his reply and said he wanted to talk to her more about it.

I laughed and asked her if she was going to surprise him by having me show up and she said that she would text me and that she thought maybe we'd meet later, like 5pm or something. She emphasised that it was just an idea and that she'd ask him more when she saw him later today.

I asked her if she liked him. She smiled and said, "yeah.... maybe...." and a moment later she added, "... can't tell yet....".

I asked her more about why she put it like that and she said, "... you know... I have to be turned on by him.... you know.... in bed...." and again reiterated that she really wanted me to meet him first before she got to that point with him.

As we talked more I asked her what her thoughts were on that; when did she think the first time might happen. I nearly choked when she surprised me and said, "maybe this weekend?" and added, "… you know, if you are okay with him and he's okay with everything".

I asked if that was rushing things and she said that those were just her thoughts and that she obviously hadn't talked with him about them and we both said that maybe he's busy or has plans, etc. but I have to say that it was enlightening hearing her say she had thought about all of this.

So maybe that's something that eventually we'll talk about, I think when she thought about it, even back when we were dating, as I'd said, if she liked you she'd have sex with you. There's more that we talked about that left a part of me is thinking maybe she's feeling conflicted about never saying no to anyone who's asked her out since we started all of this? I don't know but it's a thought I have.

I eventually was successful in turning the conversation back to Paul and I teased her about wanting him to come to our house the first weekend when we have it to ourselves (our son is leaving on Saturday morning to head back to school). She giggled and admitted that when she's in-the-mood (and it made me realize that without a boyfriend, she's been trapped in the mom/wife role for a long time now) that she knows what she wants. She turned to me and patted the bed between us and in an instant I knew what she was suggesting. I was horny already and this turned me on even more. I asked her if that's what she's thinking and she said that, "I thought it'd be nice" but then later said that maybe it'd be too much for Paul for the first time to be in our bedroom? I joked with her that maybe he'd react better if she just jumped him right in the living room! She giggled at that and said, "that would be fun".

I noticed she was rubbing her pussy through her night-shirt, I don't even think she realized it, but it made me smile to see her accept her horniness and I told her so. I told her that I loved when she was so horny, she moaned back in agreement.

We talked about what she wanted to do with Paul as I slid my boxers off and she, now openly, pulled up the front of her night-shirt. I asked her what she wanted to do with him. She was quiet at first but then said, "he's pretty good looking" and I waited for her to talk more and then she said more quietly, "I want him to lick me". I was surprised as she'd never been quite this explicit and then she said something about liking how he looks and then said something like she'd, "like to see his face down there". I say it surprised me because despite everything, she's still a little reluctant about initiating oral-sex with a guy, as in asking him to do it to her and I know it is something she finds very intimate (obviously letting him put his tongue into her pussy is!). She told me she just has this desire about him and added, "especially after that kiss".

I told her it made me horny to hear her getting worked up like this and she giggled and she told me again how she 'hopes he's big' and I teased her that she'll enjoy it if he is! We bantered around back and forth; her looking at me stroking away and at other times me leaning up and seeing her plunging her fingers into her wet pussy obviously thinking about him. She wanted to know if I was turned on like she was and I told her again that I'd missed the fun and excitement of seeing her with another guy and that I thought it was great.

She had her eyes closed as she told me how she hope's he's gentle with her at first to get her turned on but then how she hopes he will, "really want me..... like Robbie did....".

I groaned back at her and told her that I was happy I was going to be a part of it this time.

In the end she went on to tell me how she hoped he'd seduce her and, "… make my panties wet". I encouraged her to tell me about her fantasy view of him coming over and as she told me how she wanted him to feel comfortable with me and how she wants, "to be able to have him anywhere in the house..."; that really turned me on but when she started to say, "… maybe he could spend the night..... you know baby.... so it doesn't have to end so abruptly...." my head started spinning. I was on the brink when she said, "it'd be nice to sleep with him in our own home", well, that just did it for me. I know I had all sorts of thoughts and visions of her in our bed with him as well as flashbacks from when she and Dan were here that a moment later I I surprised her by moaning loudly and cumming all over the place. She moaned as she heard me cum and she was quiet herself for another moment as I could feel the motions in the bed and I got up on one elbow to watch her masturbate to her own orgasm which ended beautifully with her stroking at least 3 fingers into her pussy while she pinched and pulled at her own nipples through her night-shirt. I loved watching her as her body relaxed and her breathing slowly returned to normal. She smiled as she turned to me and saw that I'd watched her. She giggled and said, "it makes me horny thinking about it".

I'm sure there's more I could have written but I'm trying to keep this brief. Tomorrow afternoon will be interesting; I'm hoping it all works out.


Apparently Suzanna went out to lunch several times at that restaurant when she was in that photography class and that was where Paul first saw her and took some notice. I suspect it might have been the clothes that she wore on those days. Although she had been dressing for Glenn's benefit, it must have been that which caused Paul who used the same restaurant to also take notice.

Their paths hadn't crossed again for several weeks. Suzanna said that she didn't think about it but that to get out of work a little earlier on the nights the classes were on, that she had in fact gone there for take-out at lunch instead of spending more time elsewhere. She said that only after Paul explained when he first noticed her did she figure out the pattern as other than on the day of classes, she rarely went to the same place for lunch. He said that he'd been right beside/behind/in-front of her on those days but that she always seemed preoccupied (with Glenn no doubt).

I asked her if she's told Paul about the specifics of these circumstances and she said that she's hinted around at it but intends to explain it more fully on Friday.


Last night we talked and I specifically asked her what she's told him about me and us so that I would know how to feel and act when we meet. She said that she's told him that we've essentially had an open-relationship for 7 years and she's told him that she's had longer-term boyfriends. That also included her telling him that she's gone away overnight and longer.

She said that she has also talked with him a few times on the phone and that their communication hasn't all been via email. She said she hasn't told him about anything else other than I don't mind her having sex with other guys and 'relationships' that included staying over.

When I asked about his reply to this, at first he said that he'd, "never been in a Penthouse Letter before" but has now warmed up to where he says okay about meeting me and that he's said he's 'curious' about how this would work out with him, all things that Suzanna said she answered with, "we'll just have to see".

I asked her what she thinks is going to happen when we meet, she said she was hopeful that it wouldn't be too awkward and she said that if need-be, she'll be the one to break-the-ice. That made me feel better, that she was going to take a bit of the lead if the conversation became awkward.

While she seems confident and quite up about everything, I still sense a bit of anxiety or maybe apprehension on her part but actually quite endearing to see.

She seems to like him so far so that's a big step. If truth be told, I'm the one who's actually a little nervous at meeting him. It's been a long time since I was in this position; about to meet the guy who might be fucking Suzanna next. There's no doubting it's exciting but it makes me a little nervous too.

She just called and confirmed that they are meeting about 3:30-4pm.


She just texted me and said she's sitting opposite him and he said it's okay for us to meet and he told her to text me. I'm leaving in a few minutes; nervous and anxious!


I met him last night. To say it was a little weird is an understatement, as I was driving there I thought that this is the first time I'm meeting her potential lover before they've had sex. I started to feel like I was her father in a way feeling like I needed to 'approve' of her boyfriend. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I didn't want to approach it that way. I decided that, as Suzanna said, she would lead the conversation, but that I would approach him more as meeting a new potential friend/acquaintance than seeing him only as my wife's potential lover. By the time I got there I'd gotten myself and my thoughts in a good place and when I walked in it took me a minute to find them in a booth on the far side of the bar.

I saw them before she saw me and was able to size him up from a distance. He seemed average build, comparable to me in overall size (that made me feel good right away), his hair was definitely darker, maybe black with some grey (less grey than mine for sure). He had on a casual golf-shirt and jeans, nothing special. The look on her face told me that she liked him. It was not just her smile, but how her eyes lingered at him and how she had this deep look to her that I've seen many times before.

She looked up as I approached and waved me towards her. She sat opposite him so I didn't see his face till I was standing next to them. "Honey, this is Paul, the guy I've been telling you about."

Without a flinch, he stood up and put out his hand and said, "Nice to meet you Stefan".

I guess you'd call him handsome. Speaking as a guy I'd say he was good looking (again, comparable to me!) I immediately thought in my head that he's not much different than me so that made me feel good in that it wasn't some different type of guy that seemed to turn her on the most. As I sat down next to Suzanna he spoke pretty freely to me and said that Suzanna had been telling him more about me and that it was good to put a name with a face. I told him the same that she'd told me about him and that she'd done a good job describing him.

The waitress came over shortly and I ordered a beer and I also asked if anyone wanted any bar-food. By the time the waitress had brought my beer and another glass of wine back for Suzanna we had agreed on what to order by then. Once the food discussion was over we moved to the obvious subjects of the weather; summer ending; holiday weekend; plans for the weekend. (He said he was going to see his ****** over the weekend so clearly nothing is going to be happening this weekend). We continued our idle talk but began to slowly talk about more personal things. Suzanna talked about us maybe going away next month for a week and Paul talked about hoping to do some more skiing this winter.

I was surprised he was a skier as Suzanna hadn't told me that yet about him and that led to a lot of talk as we ate about where he's skied and where we've been to ski. We talked about our ski trips before we had kids and how different it was once we had a ****** to consider. We went on to say how we hoped to have more now, after kids have left home. He laughed and said the same, that in the first few years after his divorce, he travelled a lot and did things he wanted to but his ex-wife didn't.

We skirted around the obvious 'elephant-in-the-room' subject for a while and I have to say, he seemed like a normal guy to me. Maybe not the warm and friendly kind like Frank was who just befriended everyone and who was hard not to like, but this Paul seemed like a normal guy. He did have some harsh words for his ex-wife and he complimented Suzanna and me on not falling into the rut that his marriage did.

It seemed like the conversation was going as an obvious lead-in. Suzanna told me later last night that it was something she'd told him, that when she thought the conversation would be comfortable, that she would talk about Paul and his ex-wife and that she told him that the compliment that he bestowed on her when they talked (how we hadn’t fallen into the rut) was something that would be an easy way to start to talk about sex.

And she was right. As soon as he said about the 'rut thing' that she said something like, "well, we worked through that" and that sort of was the start to the conversation taking a more hushed and private tone and he responded with, "yeah, you mentioned that".

That was the trigger, she literally turned to me and said, "baby, I want to go out with Paul a bit, you know, a date or two and maybe have some fun"; just like that. I mean maybe that wasn't the exact words but she said to me right in front of him that she'd like to go out with him.

I was quiet. I mean we hadn't rehearsed any of this at all but I could tell that she'd had more than a few glasses of wine that had relaxed her. Then she sort of looked at both of us and said, "there, I said it....”

If I wasn't quiet already, I was after she sat back in the booth leaving Paul and me sort of hunched forward looking at each other.

He spoke first and said, "I've never done anything like this before" before adding that he was referring to being in a situation where the husband knew what was going on. He said he wasn't proud of it but that he had dated married women before when the husband had been ******* but then he laughed and said that he suspected, "there's a lot of that stuff going around but this is a first for me …" meaning that I, the husband, knew about it.

The thing was, it was the way he said it that was very just open and honest. I looked at him and steeled my breath and told him that Suzanna and I had a bit of an arrangement where I was okay with her enjoying herself, but then I turned more serious and emphasized, "as long as it doesn't get out of hand". I immediately followed by saying, "we're married and this is..."

He interrupted me just as I said that and he looked me straight in the eye and said, "I just want to have fun, I am not interested in stealing her from you".

(Later on Suzanna told me that she knew I would be concerned about that when we started to talk and she was right. She was also right that his immediate reply like that, which did sound honest and genuine even if it was rehearsed/planned, did make me feel better about him.)

So I kept talking but toned it down in terms of the seriousness and said, "and this is something we're doing to have fun and …" I turned to look at her "… weird as it sounds, it's brought us closer together". I held her hand and she made no secret of putting her arm around me.

He looked at me and said that it sounded crazy and again, like a Penthouse Story, but that he was okay with seeing how things worked. He asked me, "so, are you saying that we can like go out on a date?"

I smiled at him and said yes and added, "if that's what she wants" to which I followed by telling him that, "for now, I'm happy letting her have what she wants … " and then I jokingly added, " .. with whom she wants too …. as long as it's what she wants."

He seemed taken aback and we talked for a bit about how we'd been together for just about 30 years now and he seemed really surprised.

He seemed intrigued that we could both be still this into each other and liking each other as much as we do, and again he mentioned, "compared to my ex-wife". He told us that things were good between them even when they had kids, but that when the kids got to be teenagers, that she just changed. He said she got cold and very critical of things and that they just drifted apart. It was the sex that was the first casualty but then everything else seemed to go with it. He made a joke that by the time his kids were graduating college, that there wasn't even animosity left between them, that they just decided, this is it, this is the end. He says that because the kids were older and she'd detached from it so long ago, that there was no bitterness or anything.

He said that he is annoyed that he is still having to be paying her alimony but Suzanna even said that it's not like she has a great job to live on. That got her a nasty look from him but he continued on that he said to both of us that he'd essentially already been living single even before they divorced so now it seems more like a decade to him since he'd been truly married. I had to laugh when he said he had no plans on going back.

We talked about who he'd dated and that brought us to him telling us that he would always be discrete and he mentioned how he'd dated 2 or 3 married women in the past decade or so. Suzanna asked again if any of their husbands had found out and he said no, emphasizing his discretion but mentioning that scenario did open the door a bit further.

Between the drinks and once he'd talked so openly about himself it seemed like it was an encouragement for us to talk more freely and over the next hour or so Suzanna and I shared that she's been seeing other guys for several years now and I added that it turned me on more than I expected it to.

Suzanna and I had already agreed that we wouldn't play up any of the more cuck-ish things including our denial stuff, at least not at first. We simply told him that she'd had some freedoms over the past few years to enjoy getting away from being a mom and wife. He smiled and said that he didn't think he could ever feel that way about his own wife but admitted that maybe it'd been a good thing for us given how we seem together now.

We talked a bit more but never really got into sharing anything more. It was obvious from what we'd said that I would happily accept her dating him and I helped out by extending an invitation to come to our house for a barbeque or something like that. I already knew it couldn't be this weekend so it seemed safe.

Suzanna gushed right away and said how nice it'd be to have some company and seemed to emphasize, "now that we have the house to ourselves" but again, nothing more was said other than saying, "yeah, sounds like a good idea".

To be honest, I wasn't sure how to say anything more explicit than I already had and the conversation just didn't lead to where I felt I could say, "oh yeah, and that invite includes sex too" but I think it was rather obvious what we had in mind and perhaps it was made easier for all of us keeping it unsaid.

It was now close to 7:30pm and to be honest, I was starting to feel like a 3rd wheel. When Paul excused himself for the bathroom Suzanna immediately wanted to know what I thought and when I said, "he's nice, very nice" she looked at me and said, "then you're okay with it all?"

I looked at her and said, "what?"

"Me and him … going out and stuff, you know...."

I just looked at her and said, "do you really need to ask? You're gushing about him and he's certainly nice enough… " and a second later I added, "… just be careful, right?" and we kissed

There was more said in the kiss than any words could share; she looked at me and said, "always".

I saw Paul walking back from the bathroom and I told her that I was going to leave and that she should have some fun but then come home. She smiled and said that she will and that she didn't think she'd be too long. I started to ask her, "are you ..." to which she looked at me and said, "I'm not ready to have sex with him yet, if that's what you're thinking....”

A second later he was sliding into his side of the booth and as he did I looked at him and said, "Paul, it was very nice meeting you but I’m going to get going now".

He stood back up and shook my hand and said, "it was really nice to meet you and I hope to see you again soon".

Suzanna stood up and hugged and kissed me and said goodbye to which I responded with a laugh and said, "don't stay out too late" making the joke that I might be sounding like I was her father.

They both giggled and she said, "don't worry baby".

It was maybe 8pm when I walked out of the bar and got in my car. I'd like to say I sped home but I didn't, I took a scenic route home with the windows down and the sunroof open. It was just getting really dark out when I got home so I opened a beer and sat on the deck and thought about things. He seemed like an okay guy. He didn't offend me or anything and as I sat there I started to ask myself whether I was going to be okay with him having sex with Suzanna in our house; in our bed. So far, he seemed okay. I don't want to say that I felt any real chemistry or sparks between them yet but there's an obvious interest and desire in each other.

She surprised me by getting home just 30 minutes after me. She said that after I left that they talked about me for the rest of the time. He finally asked her the question of whether "... you know, Stefan has been there with you and....." as in trying to ask her if I've been there while she's had sex with other guys. As they walked out of the bar and got to his car she told him that I have been there many times and that we both find it exciting to share the moment. He looked at her and said that he hoped he'd be okay with that if that time comes for them. She told me she looked at him and as she leaned in to kiss him she said, "when that time comes". She said that a second into their kiss he must have realized what she said because he suddenly got very intense and passionate with her including leaning her back against the car and this time, running his hands down her body over her clothes, feeling all of her for the first time.

She broke the kiss and she looked at me and said that for a moment she thought about getting into his back-seat and either sucking his cock or having sex with him but that instead, she wanted the desire to build for both of them so even though he'd gotten her to breathing heavily, she broke the kiss and giggled with him that, "maybe next time we'll figure out where to go to have some more fun".

Our son was due home by about 11pm - his last night out with his friends - so both Suzanna and I knew that our passions were going to wait 24 hours to be quenched! She sat next to me on the deck and told me how wonderful she felt and that she liked how things were going with Paul. She told me how horny she was and that she hated having to wait but that she knew she'd enjoy it even more having to wait. I also was wicked horny but I too knew the value of waiting.


So, it's today. Our son left about 2pm so he'd miss any shore or holiday traffic heading back to school. Suzanna left just after he did to go and visit her parents so, as she put it, "when I come home later, it's just you and me!” There's 2 bottles of Prosecco in our fridge waiting for her return.


I can say that just the idea of this maybe working out with Paul has gotten her quite aroused. Sex Saturday night was just phenomenal with her easily getting wet and open as I teased her about being excited about trying out a new guy soon! She giggled and agreed and said that even when she's alone and she lets her thoughts go to thinking about what might be, that she says she gets wet and aroused. I don't see the chemistry yet between them but I think it must be building.

She says she'd like the first time with him to be when they're alone, that she says he feels awkward enough that she thinks it'd be easier this way. She asked me and I agreed that it'd probably be easier on him if the next time we all met and saw each other was after they'd already had sex for the first time. She said that, "he can see that you're okay with it".

Suzanna's already working out in the yard for a bit enjoying our last of the holiday weekend, I'm about to join her. She's got a t-shirt and just her bikini bottom on and is giving me a raging hard-on seeing her nipples through her t-shirt.


She is meeting Paul for a dinner-date on Friday night. Yes, a real date. We talked about it a bit over the past few days and I told her I was okay with it. Last night we talked more and, well, let’s just say some new areas were broached last night that still have my head spinning this morning.

Yes, we followed our normal Wednesday night routine. It's even more arousing for me now that the kids aren't home as we could talk more loudly and openly as well as having the sexual nature of the evening starting a bit earlier. About 9pm Suzanna came down in just her silky bathrobe and panties on and we sat in the living room for a bit (actually she sat on my lap and we kissed and made out for a while!) She was absolutely turned on as her breasts were firm and her nipples were like little pebbles in my mouth as I sucked at and felt her breasts. She moaned and giggled as she felt my cock hardening in my shorts and with the robe hanging open she stood in front of me and suggested we go upstairs and have some more fun.

We talked about Friday night. I asked her if this was their second-date and she knew why I asked as her usual pattern is that if she liked the guy enough to go on a second-date with him that she'd likely also have sex with him. She giggled and asked me if that was going to be a problem but she already knew my answer as I groaned back that I wanted her to do it and I told her again that I missed her having a boyfriend and all of the excitement that brought with it.

She was all smiles when I slid my shorts and boxers off and I was hard already. She moaned at how horny she was at thinking about a new guy and she giggled a bit at telling me she felt like she had a crush on him and that she was eager to see him. I told her how I missed knowing and sharing her with another guy and she said she loved hearing that from me, that after all this time without her having a regular boyfriend, that she thought I might feel differently or perhaps not be as enthusiastic as I was in the past.

I assured her that I still loved the thought and knowledge that she'd be having sex with another guy and that he might become her boyfriend and perhaps even more. She cooed and moaned that she loved hearing me say all of that and she said that she hoped that with things being more open between all of us, that I might enjoy things more too.

As we talked I stroked my cock and everything we talked about just got me hornier and hornier. She told me how she hoped he'd be good in bed and how she too had missed the excitement that she now felt with Paul but also how that made her feel around me too and how she liked that there was always a sexual thrill between us when she was dating even if it was unspoken. As she put it, "we were doing stuff ourselves too".

I went along with the talk and I told her that I missed how she felt after she'd been with another guy and that I liked knowing that she'd been sexually active with another guy. As we talked back and forth at one point I told her that I missed knowing that another guy was making her cum and she moaned when I said that and she said she missed that too; as she put it, "I miss how another guy feels".

I was getting more and more worked up and I could feel a huge load brewing. Her sexy behaviour earlier and now, talking more loudly and more boisterously, it was really getting to both of us. She leaned over and kissed me at one point and asked me if I still wanted to be the 'beta'. I moaned back that I did and that I did want to go back to that and the way we both felt at that time. She slid closer to me and said she loved me and that she wanted this to be something that really worked for both of us.

As we talked she said that she wouldn't tell Paul of my desires right away but that first she wanted to be sure that things went well between 'all of us' before it would be something she eventually has to share with him. I told her that I was okay with that and that if she thought the time was right and she felt he would be okay with knowing about my 'preference' then I'd be okay with it.

She said that he'd been asking more after we'd met about what sorts of things that she'd done in the past that I was okay with and didn't have a problem. She said she didn't give him much in details other than telling him that I am okay with her sleeping with him and spending time 'dating' him. He seemed to accept it but she also said that at the same time he didn't seem to believe it too. I laughed and said that 'time will tell' and that he'd eventually come to see and understand.

She held my hand and asked me if I really enjoyed being a cuckold (yes, she actually used that word) and when I said yes she smiled and then asked me whether I would want her to do things that might turn me on more in that way; she asked me about stuff we'd done in the past and whether it turned me on. Again I moaned a yes back to her it seemed to me that she seemed to turn much sexier and spoke in a more sexually aroused tone.

She cooed and said, "what would you think about us maybe coming back here on Friday night?”

I groaned back, "you mean after your date?" to which she replied, "yeah baby....."

I gave another moan and she continued, "I thought that might be something you'd like". I was stroking away as she continued and said, "so, you'd be okay if you know, we came back here and you know, had sex here?”

If I wasn't already on the verge, hearing her asking me this was pushing me quickly to it. I moaned back that it would be okay with me if it was okay with him and she cooed that she hoped it would be.

I thought maybe that was it but she kept going. She commented on how big and hard my cock looked and teased, "looks like all this talk has made you really horny baby....” She watched me stroke for a moment before she continued.

"So you'll be okay if we come here on Friday then..." and when I nodded and moaned a yes back she giggled and smiled and said, escalating things, "can we use our room baby?" She knew the answer but knew that asking me would tweak my arousal even more. When I hesitated for a second she added, "you know, right here...." and she patted the bed beside us and as I opened my mouth to say something she whispered, "… makes me hot to think about it....".

I grunted my response rather than trying to say it and she knew she'd struck a nerve. She continued and said, "does that turn you on 'cuck' to let me do it here?”

Oh my god, was she on an up moment saying all this to me. She knew the answer even before I moaned it as more pre-cum started to ooze from my cock; she saw it and a second later she put her finger against the underside of the tip of my cock and wiped up an emerging drop. I stared at the glistening drop on her finger and as she moved it towards my mouth I opened and she touched my tongue. It tasted sweet.

It was right then that she sat up more on her elbow and talked to me in a normal voice (aka, not all sexy as she had just been doing) and said, "would you like it if I did things that made you feel more that way?”

I looked at her and I could tell she wanted an honest answer and I took a deep breath and said, "Yes, that if you wanted to do things like that, that'll be okay with me".

She looked at me and said she thought it might be fun and then she asked me if I really wanted to do it and would I want to do anything on Friday night. I wasn't totally sure what she was saying so she asked me again, if they came back to our house on Friday, whether I'd want her to do anything specific.

I asked her, "where are you going with this, what are you thinking?" because it was obvious she had something on her mind by this point.

She leaned in and kissed me and said, "remember that story that turned both of us on ..... You know the one with Matt and Sheila and David in it?"

I knew what story she was talking about (it was one I'd shared with her long ago I had found off the web). I recalled that it was a pretty heavy cuckold story but I wasn't totally sure what she was getting at regarding it so I said hesitantly, "yeah, what about it?”

She looked at me and said, "well, I was wondering if you'd want to do some of what was in that story?”

I still wasn't sure so I said, "what do you mean?”

That was when she slid off of her elbow and leaned down closer to me and touched my arm as I stroked my cock and she cooed in my ear, "remember, in that story, how it happens with David the first time?"

I vaguely remembered the story but couldn't place what she was talking about and that's when she said, "would you like to do what Matt did in that story?" and then she said it, she said, "would you like to give me to him?"

In that instant I remembered the story and what she was talking about; how Matt had undressed Sheila in front of David and then openly 'gave her to him'. Oh my god, did that get to me, hearing her say that. Then she added, "I thought it might be something that would turn you on a bit...... and ..... well, it would certainly make him feel comfortable....".

My head started to spin and my cock was throbbing like it was on the verge of a nuclear explosion. When I didn't reply she kept going and told me how sexy it'd make her feel to know that I would be there and would maybe share that moment with her and him and she said, "it'd be the first time he'll see me naked" and she thought it might be something very sexy to do and she wanted to see how I thought about it.

My head was literally spinning. I now knew very well what story she was talking about and it was erotic to think about and I lost myself in those thoughts.

She was still talking to me, it sounded like she was trying to ease me into it. She said stuff like, "you can just slowly undress me and it can be the 3 of us if you want" but then she added that, "it would be nice for him to be comfortable the first time so maybe just me would be better". She talked about how horny it'd make me and all the while I was still getting lost in my thoughts at what she was saying and the more she talked the more I got lost and just couldn't think of what to say other than nodding and grunting 'uh huh' at times. When she finally asked me, giving the bed another pat, "could we maybe be alone in here for a while?" that it all got to me and all of a sudden the next tug on my cock brought me to an explosive orgasm! I came hard enough that even she was surprised and moved back from it. The first spurt landed near my chin and the next few streaked my chest as I let it go.

I caught my breath as my orgasm finally ended and opened my eyes and then became aware of Suzanna moaning away herself next to me. I glanced over and smiled when I saw her hand in her panties and realized that my own arousal had led to hers too!

I watched her as she finished herself, loving seeing her eyes closed and her knees slightly bent as she moaned softly. So erotic to see her fingers under her panties and to hear the squishing wetness as she finger-fucked herself to her own orgasm. She opened her eyes and looked sheepishly at me to see that I was watching her and then she smiled when she got over her own initial surprise at being watched. She just looked at me and smiled and said, "that thought turned me on too....”


I was disappointed there was no sex here tonight. I should have known better but she had made it clear earlier that, "I'm feeling tired and I need to be saving myself". I knew what she was really saying.

As we lay in bed watching some TV before going to sleep she noticed I was antsy and pulled the blanket back to find me slowly masturbating. She told me to go in the other room if I was still horny. So here I am and I expect she's probably asleep by now. She seemed calm tonight but I know under the surface she's a ball of nerves.

I should add that before bed she looked at me and said, "you know, it may not work out for tomorrow, you know, to come back here..... we'll see baby". When I started to ask her more she just said, "we'll see tomorrow, I just want it to work out" and I knew that she was right, there wasn't anything more to really say.

I'm still kind of in awe from what she said and asked last night. Even if it doesn't happen, that she was thinking that way. I soooo miss her having a boyfriend if it brings back this kind of stuff between us....

Damn, a fine time to fill up this book. Need to go out and buy a new batch!

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