Behind Husband's Back

[MikeXIrons]

My fave sneak was on a train to Frankfurt with hubby. We shared a car with a lovely gentleman engaged in great conversations. The intellectual stimulation got my juices flowing with inuendeaus of opportunity. Always hungry , my husband suggested the dining car , eventually he went on his own. With my blouse unbuttoned just below the clasp of my bra, I asked the gentleman what's your favorite color? leaning forward for a obvious down blouse peek. Red was the reply , oh good

Mmmmm.... naughty tease! Does your husband get to hear about your adventures? Or is it a secret?

 

[MikeXIrons]

My fave, alluring eye contact with the diner on the other side of the room, and meeting him in the lou. Buns up over the porcelain and a nice peck on the cheek after he donates. Returning to the table and playing footsy with my husband

MMmmmm... sexy... seduction without a word... just eye contact and smiles... then one gets up and heads down the hall glancing over with a little head tilt to mean "You coming?"

I've always had lots of measures of "naughtiness"... one is "least time between meeting and kiss/suck/fuck" and "least words spoken before kiss/suck/fuck". Your scenario could max out the words one at zero.

 

[Reshbod]

There's something very hot about a scenario where a woman is having sex, but has to / wants to have a conversation with someone else (ideally her husband or BF) in the midst of it, trying to hide what's going on (or not?).

Similar to that is trying to have a phone conversation while being with her lover. The more mundane topic the better, then having to hold the phone away while she orgasms. At the end, she's kissing his spent cock and says "love ya" and hangs up. Or she initiates phone sex with her husband while being fucked in order to react freely or cover up an escaped moan.

edited to clean up mangled sentence.

 

[GlennJenko]

It's hard for me to find the right build up though, like how would the conversation go to grow the connection with wife and her classmate, what would make the wife give in, how would the classmate do it, idk just a lot to think about.

To throw in my ow two cents, I have a few ideas/suggestions

Have the woman become pregnant when she was 18. She never went to college because of it, always saying she'd go the next year but getting swept up in being a mother for her daughter. But now the daughter's in college, she has no excuses or distractions.

I think the start of the "relationship" is easy. He's a hot-blooded young guy, she's a sexy older woman. He's going to want to hit on her. Maybe this happens at a party a friend of the woman's daughter who goes there drags her to, telling her she never got the college experience so should enjoy herself.

At the start the woman can outwardly say she's not receptive to the guy and thinks he's immautre, but deep down she does find him attractive.

Then they're paired together on a class project and she discovers the guy is actually kind of sweet, and absolutely gorgeous. They get closer as they become study buddies, with the daughter's friend remarking on their closeness. The woman of course denies anything is going on, but the friend again just says that she should get the full college experience.

With that mantra in her mind, one night they drink too much and end up kissing. He apologises and leaves, but neither can think of anything but that so he returns the next morning and they have sex.

 

[Reshbod]

To throw in my ow two cents, I have a few ideas/suggestions

Have the woman become pregnant when she was 18. She never went to college because of it, always saying she'd go the next year but getting swept up in being a mother for her daughter. But now the daughter's in college, she has no excuses or distractions.

I think the start of the "relationship" is easy. He's a hot-blooded young guy, she's a sexy older woman. He's going to want to hit on her. Maybe this happens at a party a friend of the woman's daughter who goes there drags her to, telling her she never got the college experience so should enjoy herself.

The story I am currently working on is very similar to your suggestions. In it, the woman in her first year of college meets the man who will be her husband. They date and midway through her second year, they decide to move in together. Because he's almost finished and has a line on a good job after, she drops out and works full time to support them with the idea of going back when things settle down.

He gets a good job and they marry and have a kid/s so she never has the time to go back to school. When her daughter goes off to college and they deal with empty house syndrome she begins to think about her previous plans.

With everyone thinking it's a good idea she applies to her dream school and gets accepted only it's several hours away so she has to get an apartment and usually goes home over the weekends.

She gets into a class where several students have taken the earlier classes together and have formed a study group. One of the young women invites her to join and she meets several people including her future lover. He lives near her so they see each other often. At first everything is school related but as they get to know each other they find out they have a lot of common interests. They start hanging out first with the study group, then more and more just the two of them. They are just friends but then they realize it is something more...

 

[Curious_2]

There's something very hot about a scenario where a woman is having sex, but has to / wants to have a conversation with someone else (ideally her husband or BF) in the midst of it, trying to hide what's going on (or not?).

I had a story kernel about a young couple... the husband was in finance and not terribly handy. The man next door was very handy and willing to help any time. The young wife asks him to help her with a variety of handyman things, in part because he's hot and charming. Pretty soon he's coming over to "fix the pipes" pretty frequently.

The husband starts to build their daughter a tree house, but stalls as always. The neighbor offers to help the wife finish it. As he puts the final touches on it she climbs up to join him. The husband comes home and she greets him and catches up on his day, and tell him what a great job the neighbor did in the playhouse... all while hanging out of the window of the play house, all while seated in the neighbor's lap, having lifted her skirt.

Ideally the playhouse is low enough, or there's a ladder nearby so the husband can give his wife a little kiss hello while she's trying to hold back an orgasm.

He asks when dinner is and she says, "Well, John still has a little more screwing and drilling to do here in the playhouse, and then I'm going to help him clean up. Why don't you get dinner started and I'll come join you when we're done here."

The husband tries to peak over her shoulder to see inside and whispers, "You know I always jealous how often he's over here doing things I should be doing..."

"Don't be jealous hon, there's plenty for you both to do around here..." and she gave him a long sexy kiss that got him horny. He figured the kiss must have been good for her too, because she REALLY looked horny after it.

Gorgeous lil wife

 

[MikeXIrons]

TLDR: A wife goes on an annual ski trip with her old college ski team buddies. She fools around with her ex in a gondola while the husband watches unsure what he sees through the foggy glass.

And then like always, I got a little carried away.

A couple (Jack and Jill - yes, they get teased) go on a ski vacation each spring with her old college ski team friends.

They arrive late and meet everyone in the gondola line, quickly piling into the fast-moving old 4-person gondola cars. Jack is the 4th one in, filling the gondola. He’s unhappy it splits him from Jill.

She and Paul, a guy from their group (and her ex) get in the next one. The group behind them stick together leaving Jill and Paul alone.

Jill smiles, "You always were a master at jockeying the lift line"

Paul smiles and says, "Triple Crown”

Without a "How've you been, good to see you", Jill drops to her knees, unzips his ski pants, and goes to work with her mouth while Paul enjoys the beautiful view inside and outside the gondola.

Meanwhile, Jack is twisting and straining to look back at the gondola behind them. He's jealous of Jill's college ski team buddies, partly because she dated one of them - he's not sure which. It's hard to twist and look back. He's unsure what he glanced out of the corner of his eye before the windows fogged up.

Soon, Jill swallows, licks her lips, and takes a seat next to Paul. She looks uphill and says proudly, "Time to spare!"

Paul grins, "That's one! And damn, you've gotten better at that" They spend the rest of the ride to the top making out like the horny college kids they used to be - and revert to each year when they get together.

The race team had a tradition (one of many) where a couple would try to, in a single day, do a handjob, blowjob, and fuck before reaching the top. All three in a day is a "Triple Crown". It's not easy to be alone in a gondola for three rides. It’s not easy to get into ski pants quickly, especially for the fuck.

The other rule: if you start it, you must complete it. As long as it's left undone, it dooms you to bad luck in future relationships. The girls on the team were pretty sure this part of the "tradition" was made up, but they all swore an oath to the rules and traditions of the team.

"You didn't start with handjob? Were you thirsty?"

Jill laughed, “Strategy. It'll be hard to get private gondolas. I'll save the handjob for last and do it under a jacket or something even if people are with us.

"With Jack there? I’m in"

Her ex always took perverse pleasure in proving he could still tempt Jill away from any guy. She’d never been able to resist. But she needed to find a way.

"You're twisted", she said with a smirk, “Jack won’t last long on the slopes, so, wipe that shit-eating grin off your face. I want to wrap up the triple crown this year. I'm married now. We're not kids on the ski team anymore, getting drunk every night.."

"Agree to disagree” he interrupted, “While the challenge is unmet, you're still on the team. Regardless, you’re getting drunk tonight"

They laughed and got out of the gondola to rejoin the group. Jack was waiting. Feeling insecure, he made a show of kissing his wife before skiing off. He had to get moving to have a prayer of staying with the former racers.

Paul skied up next to her and leaned in for a kiss too. She quickly looked around, "Hey! Careful! I don't need everyone talking for Jack to hear. And he could have looked back"

Paul gently wiped her chin and smirked, "Then, you probably shouldn't kiss your husband with cum on your chin", and he skied away, his racing form annoyingly as good as ever.

The story idea was supposed to end here. If you're offended by story "ideas" running long, stop now.

Each day they attempted the Triple Crown, and it felt fun and crazy and sexy just like the old days. At night they drank and made bad decisions, but those are stories for another time.

By the last day they had come close, but hadn't pulled off a triple. They had just one blowjob to show for the final morning.

They were headed to the top, packed into the 80-person gondola. Jill followed Jack and Paul into the crowd to get to the back. They stopped when they could go no further. Jill felt pushed from behind by the crowd and squeezed between the two men. Jill and Jack were face-to-face inches apart. Paul was pressed against her from behind.

Paul started making small talk with Jack over her shoulder, all the while fondling her ass under cover from the crowd, with the shit-eating your-girl-wants-me grin Jill knew so well.

She reached back with her own hand and Paul took hers and held it while he asked Jack about how the two of them met, slipping his other hand into her ski pants to grope her bare ass.

He fondled her fingers, intertwining his with hers - he knew that was a turn-on for her, while telling Jack what a great couple they were: "really... intertwined. I can't put my finger on it, but I have to hand it to you"

Jill reached into Paul’s ski pants bringing his hand along.

She teased the head of his cock with her fingertips. Paul was telling Jack how everyone loved Jill back in college. She was always willing to give someone a hand and he thinks she still would. Jack concurred. Jill blushed. Jack gave her a little kiss.

Paul twirled her engagement ring around her finger feeling the diamond on his cock, then back again to feel it slick with precum. All while asking, “Tell me about the proposal. How'd you get this ring on her finger?"

Jack proudly told the story. Jill kissed him again, with a little tongue. Jack looked back wide-eyed with a proud grin. He felt silly having felt jealous of Paul before.

Paul said, "With a proposal that good, it’ll stay on forever”, while sliding the ring off her finger.

Jack joked, "You BETTER keep it on your pretty little finger so everybody knows..."

She cut him off with a longer kiss.

Jill worried Paul would drop it down his pants. She pushed her hand further into his pants, pushing her finger back into her ring, and her palm onto the head of Paul's cock, gripping the length of it in her fingers, giving it a hard squeeze to scold him, then no motion at all to punish him. His hot breath on her neck told her he wouldn't last long.

She broke her kiss with Jack and said, “Don’t worry about my ring. It's right where it needs to be"

Paul slid his hand deeper into Jill's pants, past her ass, until he could just feel her warm wetness and tease her with a fingertip from behind. She tried to cover her gasp saying, "and as for fingers, they are all in good places too" She put her remaining free hand on her husband's crotch.

He grinned, clearly enjoying their secret naughtiness.

...all while Paul's finger pushed in and out of her - just a finger tip, but it was driving her wild.

Paul tilted his hips to fuck Jill's motionless palm while asking, "Paul, are you going to come next year?"

“Yes, I hope so”

Nearing the top, Jill resumed stroking Paul's cock. She looked back over her shoulder and asked with an impish smile, "And you, Paul, are you going to come?"

Paul struggled to speak, "Yeah, I'm going to come. I couldn't stop if I wanted to" Then a pause and a definitive "I'm cuming" while looking into Jill's eyes.

Jill felt his body jerk and then felt her hand fill up with his hot cum.

She turned back to Jack to give him a long slow kiss to distract him from grunts or faces that Paul was making. Jack pulled her closer to him, which caused her to step one foot forward, separating her legs, allowing Paul to get another knuckle and another finger into her.

She was dripping wet and wanted the kiss for its own sake as well as the distraction.

Jack asked, "Mmmm, what was THAT for?"

“Just to thank you for being OK with the trip. Some husbands would be jealous of old college friends"

Paul added on, ”Yeah, Jack, thanks for sharing Jill"

Jack feigned offense, "I'm not SHARING her. She's all mine" He kissed her possessively while she squeezed the last drops from Paul’s cock.

Paul replied, ”NOT what I meant, of course"

"Yeah, I know. You can have her for all your ski shenanigans, crazy terrain, secret team traditions and all that"

"Thanks, I’ll take you up on that. Don't know how much longer the traditions will last. At least one more year, because left some things undone. We'll try again next year, won't we Jilly?", he said, leaning down over her shoulder, allowing him a little more penetration.

The gondola entered the barn. Jill and Paul scrambled to pull wet hands out of pants without being obvious.

Sitting on the plane home, Jill thought to herself, NEXT year, I’ll behave - once I get this Triple Crown monkey off my back.

If there were a next chapter we'd find out if the husband knew all along. And if the wife knew the husband knew. And if the lover knew and one or both of them knew.
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[RoperTrace]

TLDR: A wife goes on an annual ski trip with her old college ski team buddies. She fools around with her ex in a gondola while the husband watches unsure what he sees through the foggy glass.

And then like always, I got a little carried away.

A couple (Jack and Jill - yes, they get teased) go on a ski vacation each spring with her old college ski team friends.

They arrive late and meet everyone in the gondola line, quickly piling into the fast-moving old 4-person gondola cars. Jack is the 4th one in, filling the gondola. He’s unhappy it splits him from Jill.

She and Paul, a guy from their group (and her ex) get in the next one. The group behind them stick together leaving Jill and Paul alone.

Jill smiles, "You always were a master at jockeying the lift line"

Paul smiles and says, "Triple Crown”

Without a "How've you been, good to see you", Jill drops to her knees, unzips his ski pants, and goes to work with her mouth while Paul enjoys the beautiful view inside and outside the gondola.

Meanwhile, Jack is twisting and straining to look back at the gondola behind them. He's jealous of Jill's college ski team buddies, partly because she dated one of them - he's not sure which. It's hard to twist and look back. He's unsure what he glanced out of the corner of his eye before the windows fogged up.

Soon, Jill swallows, licks her lips, and takes a seat next to Paul. She looks uphill and says proudly, "Time to spare!"

Paul grins, "That's one! And damn, you've gotten better at that" They spend the rest of the ride to the top making out like the horny college kids they used to be - and revert to each year when they get together.

The race team had a tradition (one of many) where a couple would try to, in a single day, do a handjob, blowjob, and fuck before reaching the top. All three in a day is a "Triple Crown". It's not easy to be alone in a gondola for three rides. It’s not easy to get into ski pants quickly, especially for the fuck.

The other rule: if you start it, you must complete it. As long as it's left undone, it dooms you to bad luck in future relationships. The girls on the team were pretty sure this part of the "tradition" was made up, but they all swore an oath to the rules and traditions of the team.

"You didn't start with handjob? Were you thirsty?"

Jill laughed, “Strategy. It'll be hard to get private gondolas. I'll save the handjob for last and do it under a jacket or something even if people are with us.

"With Jack there? I’m in"

Her ex always took perverse pleasure in proving he could still tempt Jill away from any guy. She’d never been able to resist. But she needed to find a way.

"You're twisted", she said with a smirk, “Jack won’t last long on the slopes, so, wipe that shit-eating grin off your face. I want to wrap up the triple crown this year. I'm married now. We're not kids on the ski team anymore, getting drunk every night.."

"Agree to disagree” he interrupted, “While the challenge is unmet, you're still on the team. Regardless, you’re getting drunk tonight"

They laughed and got out of the gondola to rejoin the group. Jack was waiting. Feeling insecure, he made a show of kissing his wife before skiing off. He had to get moving to have a prayer of staying with the former racers.

Paul skied up next to her and leaned in for a kiss too. She quickly looked around, "Hey! Careful! I don't need everyone talking for Jack to hear. And he could have looked back"

Paul gently wiped her chin and smirked, "Then, you probably shouldn't kiss your husband with cum on your chin", and he skied away, his racing form annoyingly as good as ever.

The story idea was supposed to end here. If you're offended by story "ideas" running long, stop now.

Each day they attempted the Triple Crown, and it felt fun and crazy and sexy just like the old days. At night they drank and made bad decisions, but those are stories for another time.

By the last day they had come close, but hadn't pulled off a triple. They had just one blowjob to show for the final morning.

They were headed to the top, packed into the 80-person gondola. Jill followed Jack and Paul into the crowd to get to the back. They stopped when they could go no further. Jill felt pushed from behind by the crowd and squeezed between the two men. Jill and Jack were face-to-face inches apart. Paul was pressed against her from behind.

Paul started making small talk with Jack over her shoulder, all the while fondling her ass under cover from the crowd, with the shit-eating your-girl-wants-me grin Jill knew so well.

She reached back with her own hand and Paul took hers and held it while he asked Jack about how the two of them met, slipping his other hand into her ski pants to grope her bare ass.

He fondled her fingers, intertwining his with hers - he knew that was a turn-on for her, while telling Jack what a great couple they were: "really... intertwined. I can't put my finger on it, but I have to hand it to you"

Jill reached into Paul’s ski pants bringing his hand along.

She teased the head of his cock with her fingertips. Paul was telling Jack how everyone loved Jill back in college. She was always willing to give someone a hand and he thinks she still would. Jack concurred. Jill blushed. Jack gave her a little kiss.

Paul twirled her engagement ring around her finger feeling the diamond on his cock, then back again to feel it slick with precum. All while asking, “Tell me about the proposal. How'd you get this ring on her finger?"

Jack proudly told the story. Jill kissed him again, with a little tongue. Jack looked back wide-eyed with a proud grin. He felt silly having felt jealous of Paul before.

Paul said, "With a proposal that good, it’ll stay on forever”, while sliding the ring off her finger.

Jack joked, "You BETTER keep it on your pretty little finger so everybody knows..."

She cut him off with a longer kiss.

Jill worried Paul would drop it down his pants. She pushed her hand further into his pants, pushing her finger back into her ring, and her palm onto the head of Paul's cock, gripping the length of it in her fingers, giving it a hard squeeze to scold him, then no motion at all to punish him. His hot breath on her neck told her he wouldn't last long.

She broke her kiss with Jack and said, “Don’t worry about my ring. It's right where it needs to be"

Paul slid his hand deeper into Jill's pants, past her ass, until he could just feel her warm wetness and tease her with a fingertip from behind. She tried to cover her gasp saying, "and as for fingers, they are all in good places too" She put her remaining free hand on her husband's crotch.

He grinned, clearly enjoying their secret naughtiness.

...all while Paul's finger pushed in and out of her - just a finger tip, but it was driving her wild.

Paul tilted his hips to fuck Jill's motionless palm while asking, "Paul, are you going to come next year?"

“Yes, I hope so”

Nearing the top, Jill resumed stroking Paul's cock. She looked back over her shoulder and asked with an impish smile, "And you, Paul, are you going to come?"

Paul struggled to speak, "Yeah, I'm going to come. I couldn't stop if I wanted to" Then a pause and a definitive "I'm cuming" while looking into Jill's eyes.

Jill felt his body jerk and then felt her hand fill up with his hot cum.

She turned back to Jack to give him a long slow kiss to distract him from grunts or faces that Paul was making. Jack pulled her closer to him, which caused her to step one foot forward, separating her legs, allowing Paul to get another knuckle and another finger into her.

She was dripping wet and wanted the kiss for its own sake as well as the distraction.

Jack asked, "Mmmm, what was THAT for?"

“Just to thank you for being OK with the trip. Some husbands would be jealous of old college friends"

Paul added on, ”Yeah, Jack, thanks for sharing Jill"

Jack feigned offense, "I'm not SHARING her. She's all mine" He kissed her possessively while she squeezed the last drops from Paul’s cock.

Paul replied, ”NOT what I meant, of course"

"Yeah, I know. You can have her for all your ski shenanigans, crazy terrain, secret team traditions and all that"

"Thanks, I’ll take you up on that. Don't know how much longer the traditions will last. At least one more year, because left some things undone. We'll try again next year, won't we Jilly?", he said, leaning down over her shoulder, allowing him a little more penetration.

The gondola entered the barn. Jill and Paul scrambled to pull wet hands out of pants without being obvious.

Sitting on the plane home, Jill thought to herself, NEXT year, I’ll behave - once I get this Triple Crown monkey off my back.

If there were a next chapter we'd find out if the husband knew all along. And if the wife knew the husband knew. And if the lover knew and one or both of them knew.

Guy in first pic, looks a little like Thor, Chris Hemsworth.

 

[MikeXIrons]

Can you all give me rapid fire of ideas of hot wife doing arousing and sexual acts unbeknownst to husband?
I've seen one where husband is asleep in a nearby room all while in the living room, wife is getting dp'd by two dudes.
What's a nice situation or case where the hot wife is able to take on her lover while husband is doing something else?
Much appreciated

A couple seeks out marriage counseling because they have been together for quite a while, and things just aren't quite right. Nothing dramatic, but, they agree a "tune up" might be good.

So, they start seeing a therapist. They both like the process and keep going for quite a while.

Every session has the same format. All three of them meet and talk. Then, the counselor meets with them individually. Then they all come back together for a quick recap.

At some point the husband starts telling the therapist that he thinks his wife is cheating on him. The therapist suggests he not tell his wife this until he can process his fears himself. They spend lots of time exploring why he's become insecure.

Time goes by and his suspicions remain and they keep working through it.

Unbeknownst to him (or, perhaps beknownst to him), the only time his wife cheats on him is during the one-on-one sessions on the couch in the office with the therapist, while he sits on the other side of the door in the waiting room... waiting for the therapist to come to the door and say "You can come in now..." at which point he sits down on the couch where his wife has just had sex and listens as the therapist recaps how he can help strengthen his marriage this week.

And of course, the commit to coming back next week to keep the process going.

 

[MikeXIrons]

Can you all give me rapid fire of ideas of hot wife doing arousing and sexual acts unbeknownst to husband?
I've seen one where husband is asleep in a nearby room all while in the living room, wife is getting dp'd by two dudes.
What's a nice situation or case where the hot wife is able to take on her lover while husband is doing something else?
Much appreciated

Not quite "behind his back", but...



A guy (Todd) has an old college friend (Dave) who has always been good-looking and charming and a ladies' man... annoyingly so. He seemed to view dating as a competitive challenge about which to give his friends shit.



He was the kind of guy who did 100 unforgivable asshole things and, the next time you were out for a beer, you forgave him for some reason you didn't understand.



He'd broken up a dozen friends' relationships by sleeping with their girlfriends.



During those years Dave would call Todd when he "bagged a babe", to rub it in and brag. He would even call while in the act of bagging said babe. That's how good-looking and charming he was... women would put up with that and laugh along while he called his buddy to brag while fucking some woman... bragging about how hot she was and how much she wanted it, sometimes giving a play-by-play. Todd wouldn't admit to anyone, but, sometimes, it was kinda hot in a voyeuristic kinda way.



This eventually ended as they all got older and married, even Dave. After that, they mostly just played golf and talked about the good old days. Dave was still an ass, but, mostly domesticated.



Not surprisingly, Dave got divorced at some point.



After a respectable hiatus (a day?) he returned to the dating scene.



Todd was surprised when "the calls" returned. He'd lay in bed beside his wife, Linda, and listened to Dave brag about some babe he had "bagged" or was currently in bed with. Todd would tell him to stop calling... that he didn't care.



Linda would sometimes reach over and hit "speaker" to listen in for sport, silently mouthing "OMG, What an ass" and worse. She hated him with a passion and didn't understand how Todd could remain friends with him.



On the other hand, Todd did notice that, after the call was done, his odds of getting laid were noticeably higher, so, not all bad.



One evening Todd got "the call" from Dave. Linda is out at her weekly pottery class, so, he figures he'll humor his old friend, and settle in for a call without hanging up. Dave proceeds to tell him all about his latest conquest who is, as we speak, sucking his cock.



Dave describes her, "She's SO hot too. I think you'd like her. Kinda your type... medium length wavy brown hair, big tits, cute smile, big brown eyes, nice legs, smart as fuck, freckles. You like freckles, right? Shit, now that I describe her, that sounds just like your wife, Linda! Now that I say it out loud, she DOES look like your wife... only sluttier. You know I've always thought your Linda was hot, right? No offense, it's a compliment. Are you pissed that this chick looks like her? You are, aren't you?" Dave laughed his trademark asshole laugh."



Dave gives a play-by-play of the blowjob he's getting. Todd can hear the slurping and moaning in the background and can't resist rubbing one out while he listens.



When Linda gets home from pottery, he gives her a summary, knowing she'll be eager to vent about what an asshole Dave is. She reiterates that she doesn't understand how he's friends with such a jerk.



And so, the calls continue. Sometimes Linda is home for them and she increasingly want to listen in and rant about what an ass he is.



And, on pottery nights, sometimes Todd takes the call solo and listens to Dave describe his weekly slut with endless detail... that all aligns with how his wife Linda looks. He likes how Linda looks, so, it's a turnon, but, at SOME point he starts to wonder if Dave is just fucking with him on purpose, or... no... that can't be. Dave' just fucking with him. He won't give Dave the satisfaction of getting upset and sneakng around.



Maybe Dave is lying about what his slutty woman looks like. Maybe those moans are just another woman who happens to sound like his wife.



He decides to trust his wife completely, which makes his life easier. He doesn't have to worry, and, he gets to enjoy pottery night which is his biggest turnon of the week.



He decides that, if she IS cheating on him, he just doesn't want to know. The once-a-week call is just too erotic to risk. If he's listening to his wife get fucked, so be it. It's all upside. The alternative is all downside.



What rational person would choose otherwise?

 

[MikeXIrons]

A couple seeks out marriage counseling because they have been together for quite a while, and things just aren't quite right. Nothing dramatic, but, they agree a "tune up" might be good.

So, they start seeing a therapist. They both like the process and keep going for quite a while.

Every session has the same format. All three of them meet and talk. Then, the counselor meets with them individually. Then they all come back together for a quick recap.

At some point the husband starts telling the therapist that he thinks his wife is cheating on him. The therapist suggests he not tell his wife this until he can process his fears himself. They spend lots of time exploring why he's become insecure.

Time goes by and his suspicions remain and they keep working through it.

Unbeknownst to him (or, perhaps beknownst to him), the only time his wife cheats on him is during the one-on-one sessions on the couch in the office with the therapist, while he sits on the other side of the door in the waiting room... waiting for the therapist to come to the door and say "You can come in now..." at which point he sits down on the couch where his wife has just had sex and listens as the therapist recaps how he can help strengthen his marriage this week.

And of course, they commit to coming back next week to keep the process going, strengthening their marriage.

 

[MikeXIrons]

Can you all give me rapid fire of ideas of hot wife doing arousing and sexual acts unbeknownst to husband?
I've seen one where husband is asleep in a nearby room all while in the living room, wife is getting dp'd by two dudes.
What's a nice situation or case where the hot wife is able to take on her lover while husband is doing something else?
Much appreciated

A couple lives happily in a city apartment.

The walls are paper thin. Their neighbor next door sometimes brings home a date and has sex. It's loud enough for them to hear... their bed is right against the wall separating the two bedrooms.

They joke that he must be good because the women always seem to be quite into it, and loud. They also joke because neither of them have ever seen the mystery man who lives there.

After a while joking about it, they find themselves lying in bed, listening to sex on the other side of the wall. He gets hard. She pretends to be shocked, trying to embarrass him, but, in the end, giving him a handjob and rubbing herself.

They both sheepishly admit that they've masturbated on the rare occasion when alone, triggered by the sex next door. From then on, when the action starts next door, one or both of them masterbate together, or help each other do so.

Except Thursdays.

She takes a weekly class, so is always out on Thursday nights. He falls into a Thursday routine: making a simple dinner, lying down in bed, and reading.

It's occasionally interrupted by sex next door, but not often. Until recently.

Recently Thursday nights have become pretty reliable: she heads to class, the husband has some dinner, reads for 30 minutes, gets a beer or glass of wine, and settles in for the show when the neighbor's date arrives and they have loud amazing-sounding sex.

He masturbates.

Two hours later his wife comes home. Having missed the show, she wants all the details. She gives him a handjob while she asks him one detailed question after the next. While stroking his cock she asks him all about what he heard and why it turned him on. He explains that her moans are just better than most, her orgasms sound better. He can't put his finger on it, but it's just hotter.

One time while teasing him, edging him, torturing him, he admits that one of the best things about the Thursday woman is that her moans and sounds remind him of her, his wife. She's flattered, and strokes him to a great orgasm and one of her own.

He hopes someday she'll skip class so she can join him, but, it never works out. For some reason, she's never around when the hot-sounding woman is next door.

 

[MikeXIrons]

A man gets a neurological disease that effectively paralyzes his whole body. He's going to recover, but it may take months where he is completely unable to move at all as if in a coma.

They all assume he's essentially in a coma, unable to see or think, but that's not true. He's "in there", but has no way to communicate... which makes for a boring existence.

Until his hot young wife starts flirting with one of his doctors. Then his life became a bit of a soap opera. His wife was always an expert flirt. On one hand he was hurt and pissed. On the other, he could use the entertainment.

Everyone spoke around him as if he weren't there, including his wife's sister scolding her for flirting with the doctor and his wife defending herself as just trying to take her mind off things.

And the doctor, talking to another doctor, when no one was around, saying "Yeah, and this guys wife, you should see her, so HOT, and I think I might be able to close the deal."

"No, she'll flirt with you, you scumbag. But, you're not closing any deal!", he screamed silently.

He'd given up trying to scream "I'm here! I'm in here!" and had resigned to watching life go by like a movie. Though, he knew it was temporary and he'd be back eventually. That helped some.

A week later the man watched helplessly as his wife and the doctor kissed at the end of his bed. But, a nurse interrupted because visiting hours were ending.

At first he was pissed. Then he tried to find some empathy. She was going through a lot, watching him lay here helplessly.

The flirting and kiss paid off... the doctor made sure her husband got assigned to a better (private) room without another patient. And extended 24 hours visitor privileges so his wife could stay all night.

"Aha he thought... she was just using him!" he thought.

The late hours came in handy the next night when his wife visited late, and the doctor worked a late shift.

She was visiting when the doctor came by.

They picked up the kissing where they had left off when interrupted. This time, there was no danger of being interrupted (the doctor assured his wife).

He watched, unable to move or speak, as they undressed each other. Damn, she looked so good, he thought.

The doctor sat on the edge of his bed and his wife knelt in front of him and sucked him, just a couple feet from him. He wanted desperately to sit up to get a better look. She was good at that.

He was aching with jealousy and anger, but, it seemed muted by the artificial "distance" of his situation. As close as they were to him, it was like watching a movie.

The doctor stood up, spun his wife around and bent her over the bed. One of her hands was on his chest and one on his thigh, though he couldn't feel it.

The doctor fucked her from behind.

He watched her face, which was right in front of him, fill with passion. She was so beautiful, especially when she was horny like this. And he couldn't for her to cum. Her face was always amazing.

But, he wouldn't see it. The doctor drove her body forward with each thrust. Her hands slipped and she fell forward, laying across his body while the doctor fucked her from behind.

He wanted to lift his hands and hold her and forgive her for this indiscretion even before it was over.

She pulled herself back up onto her elbows.

"Hey!", she said, looking down at the sheet in front of her. He's got a hardon!

The doctor, still pumping her from behind, said "No, not possible."

His wife looked her husband in the eyes and quietly said, "Are you in there?" just before her orgasm rippled through her body and she fell onto her husband's motionless body again.

After the doctor unloaded into her from behind, he cleaned up and left. She curled up onto the bed, cuddled with her husband, and, just before falling asleep, whispered to him, "If you're in there, I guess we're going to have a lot to talk about in a couple months, eh?"

 

[MikeXIrons]

Can you all give me rapid fire of ideas of hot wife doing arousing and sexual acts unbeknownst to husband?
I've seen one where husband is asleep in a nearby room all while in the living room, wife is getting dp'd by two dudes.
What's a nice situation or case where the hot wife is able to take on her lover while husband is doing something else?
Much appreciated

TLDR: Your wife gets auctioned off at a charity auction. You intend to buy her as a donation to the charity... but someone outbids you and "owns" your wife for 24 hours.


Your wife is very involved with a charity. It's very important to her. She donates a lot of her time. They throw a yearly auction night with dinner, lots of items to bid for, and the grand finale - a date auction of some eligible bachelors and bachelorettes... and several of the key board members and volunteers, including your wife this year.

It's all in good fun, and you intend to win the bid for your wife. Leading up to the auction you tease that, once you buy her, she's your property for 24 hours to do with as you please. It turns out the idea brings out a little domination kink you didn't know you had. And, you're surprised it's even more true for your wife, "OK, I'll submit to whatever you want for 24 hours and it will be my sole focus to please you. You better be the winning bid though... rules are rules." Leading up to it, the two of you have some great sex fantasizing about what her day of servitude might look like. Multiple times one of you asks "But, would you HAVE to do that?" and the other always replies, "Rules are rules..." and you'd proceed with whatever the fantasy was. "Rules are rules" became a fun inside joke.

The night of the auction arrives. Everyone is drinking and having a good time. You get your bidder's paddle and are ready. Your wife gets up on stage with the other "auction items". Damn, she looks good.

While waiting for your wife to come up for bid, you help drive up the price on a couple of ladies to help maximize the fundraising for the charity. One man, maybe 5-10 years older than you, makes eye contact with you and smiles, seeing what you're doing. He's a board member and also a big donor. You bid back and forth a couple times with a wink to drive up some prices before some guy manages to buy his own wife for more than he intended to donate. Plus, some of the ladies being auctioned clearly care if they go for a high price... good for their ego. You know your wife likes the idea of fetching a good price.

Typically, the winner's 24 hour clock starts as soon as the purchase is made, with some exceptions. For instance, the board member wins a couple of bids each year and puts them to work in his restaurant a week later as servers and donates half the profits to the charity, so it becomes another fun night out for you and your wife each year.

Some winners, especially if they just bought their own spouse, make a big show of collecting their property and heading right out the door to get home to bed to make the most of their 24 hours. Some of the single bachelors and bachelorettes do the same. There's much hooting and hollering and cat calls for each, with the woman often beat red as she leaves the venue with the implication they are rushing home to have sex. All in good fun.

One young beauty clearly appreciates your bidding, looking over at you with a grin, wondering who you are, appreciating that you are bidding for her. The board member bids against you again, driving up the price. She's strikingly beautiful... the only one on stage that gives your wife competition (beating her, you have to admit). You're already hoping she serves you at the restaurant night. But, this time the board member drops out sooner than usual, leaving you as the final bidder. You panic since it's a lot of money and because of the hurt look and glare your wife is giving you as the auctioneer says, "Going once... going twice..."

You look over at the board member who shrugs, then silently mouths "congratulations" across the crowded event as the auctioneer shouts "Sold!"

Like the previous winners, you approach the stage and take your property by the hand to lead her back to your table where you learn her name is Linda, a board member's niece in town visiting and thought the auction sounded like a fun idea. Your wife won't even make eye contact with you.

Then it's your wife's turn. You start the bidding and she gives you a silent look that says "Yeah, you BETTER". You know you're screwed if you don't bid more for her than Linda. But, you know you can't. You checked your credit card before coming to make sure you had room for a nice big donation, but, Linda just cost you most of that. If a credit card doesn't go through, they make a big fuss about reauctioning that person. It's all in fun, but, still embarrassing.

The board member is bidding against you again, as are several other men. Your wife is hot... she might set the record.

The bidding process had been a big part of your fantasy fun over the last couple weeks. Your wife really liked the idea of lots of men bidding for her and you saving her at the last second from being taken away by some other man. The thought made her wet every time. By looking at her on stage, you could tell the real-life moment was even more of a turnon for her. She was enjoying each new bid from all the bidders, turning her head from one to the next as they bid more and more for her, imagining what each potential owner might do to her if her husband doesn't save her from them.

You make eye contact with the board member, hoping to communicate that you need him to stop bidding. He doesn't. Neither do the other bidders. Your wife is looking at you expectantly as the auctioneer starts looking for one more bid from you, but, you have to lower your paddle slowly. Several bids later, and a new record price, the board member buys your wife.

Your wife is going to be pissed, especially for restaurant night when she won't be dining, but rather serving. You try to silently indicate "SORRY!" to her, but she won't make eye contact.

The board member approaches the stage and collects his new property. She gives him her hand playing up the subservience with a quick "look what you're missing out on" glance in your direction. To your surprise, he then leads her toward the door. The cat calls come quickly and loudly. You chase after them as he leads your wife out the door.

You catch up to them just as he's helping your wife step into his fancy car.

You say, "Hey, hold up... that's my wife."

Without looking up he replies, "Not for the next 24 hours she's not"

You look pleadingly at your wife who is collecting her beautiful white dress into the car... which reminds you how much you had been looking forward to undressing her tonight... knowing she'd gotten some new sexy slutty undies to debut for the occasion.

She says testily, "Forget something? I think YOUR property is inside. Obviously, you wanted her more than me tonight."

You stammer, unsure what to say. Resigning to your fate you say, "Hon, you know you don't have to..."

She interrupts you, smiling slyly, "Rules are rules" She closes the car door and is whisked away by her owner. You look at your watch to note when the 24 hours would be up and you'd get her back.


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[Fuumayami]

A couple seeks out marriage counseling because they have been together for quite a while, and things just aren't quite right. Nothing dramatic, but, they agree a "tune up" might be good.

So, they start seeing a therapist. They both like the process and keep going for quite a while.

Every session has the same format. All three of them meet and talk. Then, the counselor meets with them individually. Then they all come back together for a quick recap.

At some point the husband starts telling the therapist that he thinks his wife is cheating on him. The therapist suggests he not tell his wife this until he can process his fears himself. They spend lots of time exploring why he's become insecure.

Time goes by and his suspicions remain and they keep working through it.

Unbeknownst to him (or, perhaps beknownst to him), the only time his wife cheats on him is during the one-on-one sessions on the couch in the office with the therapist, while he sits on the other side of the door in the waiting room... waiting for the therapist to come to the door and say "You can come in now..." at which point he sits down on the couch where his wife has just had sex and listens as the therapist recaps how he can help strengthen his marriage this week.

And of course, the commit to coming back next week to keep the process going.

I can see the therapist making some visits at the house when husband is at work for some more individual sessions with the wife

 

[Fuumayami]

Not quite "behind his back", but...



A guy (Todd) has an old college friend (Dave) who has always been good-looking and charming and a ladies' man... annoyingly so. He seemed to view dating as a competitive challenge about which to give his friends shit.



He was the kind of guy who did 100 unforgivable asshole things and, the next time you were out for a beer, you forgave him for some reason you didn't understand.



He'd broken up a dozen friends' relationships by sleeping with their girlfriends.



During those years Dave would call Todd when he "bagged a babe", to rub it in and brag. He would even call while in the act of bagging said babe. That's how good-looking and charming he was... women would put up with that and laugh along while he called his buddy to brag while fucking some woman... bragging about how hot she was and how much she wanted it, sometimes giving a play-by-play. Todd wouldn't admit to anyone, but, sometimes, it was kinda hot in a voyeuristic kinda way.



This eventually ended as they all got older and married, even Dave. After that, they mostly just played golf and talked about the good old days. Dave was still an ass, but, mostly domesticated.



Not surprisingly, Dave got divorced at some point.



After a respectable hiatus (a day?) he returned to the dating scene.



Todd was surprised when "the calls" returned. He'd lay in bed beside his wife, Linda, and listened to Dave brag about some babe he had "bagged" or was currently in bed with. Todd would tell him to stop calling... that he didn't care.



Linda would sometimes reach over and hit "speaker" to listen in for sport, silently mouthing "OMG, What an ass" and worse. She hated him with a passion and didn't understand how Todd could remain friends with him.



On the other hand, Todd did notice that, after the call was done, his odds of getting laid were noticeably higher, so, not all bad.



One evening Todd got "the call" from Dave. Linda is out at her weekly pottery class, so, he figures he'll humor his old friend, and settle in for a call without hanging up. Dave proceeds to tell him all about his latest conquest who is, as we speak, sucking his cock.



Dave describes her, "She's SO hot too. I think you'd like her. Kinda your type... medium length wavy brown hair, big tits, cute smile, big brown eyes, nice legs, smart as fuck, freckles. You like freckles, right? Shit, now that I describe her, that sounds just like your wife, Linda! Now that I say it out loud, she DOES look like your wife... only sluttier. You know I've always thought your Linda was hot, right? No offense, it's a compliment. Are you pissed that this chick looks like her? You are, aren't you?" Dave laughed his trademark asshole laugh."



Dave gives a play-by-play of the blowjob he's getting. Todd can hear the slurping and moaning in the background and can't resist rubbing one out while he listens.



When Linda gets home from pottery, he gives her a summary, knowing she'll be eager to vent about what an asshole Dave is. She reiterates that she doesn't understand how he's friends with such a jerk.



And so, the calls continue. Sometimes Linda is home for them and she increasingly want to listen in and rant about what an ass he is.



And, on pottery nights, sometimes Todd takes the call solo and listens to Dave describe his weekly slut with endless detail... that all aligns with how his wife Linda looks. He likes how Linda looks, so, it's a turnon, but, at SOME point he starts to wonder if Dave is just fucking with him on purpose, or... no... that can't be. Dave' just fucking with him. He won't give Dave the satisfaction of getting upset and sneakng around.



Maybe Dave is lying about what his slutty woman looks like. Maybe those moans are just another woman who happens to sound like his wife.



He decides to trust his wife completely, which makes his life easier. He doesn't have to worry, and, he gets to enjoy pottery night which is his biggest turnon of the week.



He decides that, if she IS cheating on him, he just doesn't want to know. The once-a-week call is just too erotic to risk. If he's listening to his wife get fucked, so be it. It's all upside. The alternative is all downside.



What rational person would choose otherwise?

I can see it progress more. While Todd's at work, he gets a call from Dave who brags he's fucking that slut who looks like Linda in her martial bed. Todd's heart beats fast listening to then fuck imagining that it COULD be Linda his friends fucking.

 

[Fuumayami]

A man gets a neurological disease that effectively paralyzes his whole body. He's going to recover, but it may take months where he is completely unable to move at all as if in a coma.

They all assume he's essentially in a coma, unable to see or think, but that's not true. He's "in there", but has no way to communicate... which makes for a boring existence.

Until his hot young wife starts flirting with one of his doctors. Then his life became a bit of a soap opera. His wife was always an expert flirt. On one hand he was hurt and pissed. On the other, he could use the entertainment.

Everyone spoke around him as if he weren't there, including his wife's sister scolding her for flirting with the doctor and his wife defending herself as just trying to take her mind off things.

And the doctor, talking to another doctor, when no one was around, saying "Yeah, and this guys wife, you should see her, so HOT, and I think I might be able to close the deal."

"No, she'll flirt with you, you scumbag. But, you're not closing any deal!", he screamed silently.

He'd given up trying to scream "I'm here! I'm in here!" and had resigned to watching life go by like a movie. Though, he knew it was temporary and he'd be back eventually. That helped some.

A week later the man watched helplessly as his wife and the doctor kissed at the end of his bed. But, a nurse interrupted because visiting hours were ending.

At first he was pissed. Then he tried to find some empathy. She was going through a lot, watching him lay here helplessly.

The flirting and kiss paid off... the doctor made sure her husband got assigned to a better (private) room without another patient. And extended 24 hours visitor privileges so his wife could stay all night.

"Aha he thought... she was just using him!" he thought.

The late hours came in handy the next night when his wife visited late, and the doctor worked a late shift.

She was visiting when the doctor came by.

They picked up the kissing where they had left off when interrupted. This time, there was no danger of being interrupted (the doctor assured his wife).

He watched, unable to move or speak, as they undressed each other. Damn, she looked so good, he thought.

The doctor sat on the edge of his bed and his wife knelt in front of him and sucked him, just a couple feet from him. He wanted desperately to sit up to get a better look. She was good at that.

He was aching with jealousy and anger, but, it seemed muted by the artificial "distance" of his situation. As close as they were to him, it was like watching a movie.

The doctor stood up, spun his wife around and bent her over the bed. One of her hands was on his chest and one on his thigh, though he couldn't feel it.

The doctor fucked her from behind.

He watched her face, which was right in front of him, fill with passion. She was so beautiful, especially when she was horny like this. And he couldn't for her to cum. Her face was always amazing.

But, he wouldn't see it. The doctor drove her body forward with each thrust. Her hands slipped and she fell forward, laying across his body while the doctor fucked her from behind.

He wanted to lift his hands and hold her and forgive her for this indiscretion even before it was over.

She pulled herself back up onto her elbows.

"Hey!", she said, looking down at the sheet in front of her. He's got a hardon!

The doctor, still pumping her from behind, said "No, not possible."

His wife looked her husband in the eyes and quietly said, "Are you in there?" just before her orgasm rippled through her body and she fell onto her husband's motionless body again.

After the doctor unloaded into her from behind, he cleaned up and left. She curled up onto the bed, cuddled with her husband, and, just before falling asleep, whispered to him, "If you're in there, I guess we're going to have a lot to talk about in a couple months, eh?"

Wife wants to see her husband react some more so she fucks the doctor again. Seeing his hardon, she smiles knowing he likes what he sees. Maybe she even gives him a blowjob while she gets viciously railed by the doctor.

 

[Fuumayami]

TLDR: Your wife gets auctioned off at a charity auction. You intend to buy her as a donation to the charity... but someone outbids you and "owns" your wife for 24 hours.


Your wife is very involved with a charity. It's very important to her. She donates a lot of her time. They throw a yearly auction night with dinner, lots of items to bid for, and the grand finale - a date auction of some eligible bachelors and bachelorettes... and several of the key board members and volunteers, including your wife this year.

It's all in good fun, and you intend to win the bid for your wife. Leading up to the auction you tease that, once you buy her, she's your property for 24 hours to do with as you please. It turns out the idea brings out a little domination kink you didn't know you had. And, you're surprised it's even more true for your wife, "OK, I'll submit to whatever you want for 24 hours and it will be my sole focus to please you. You better be the winning bid though... rules are rules." Leading up to it, the two of you have some great sex fantasizing about what her day of servitude might look like. Multiple times one of you asks "But, would you HAVE to do that?" and the other always replies, "Rules are rules..." and you'd proceed with whatever the fantasy was. "Rules are rules" became a fun inside joke.

The night of the auction arrives. Everyone is drinking and having a good time. You get your bidder's paddle and are ready. Your wife gets up on stage with the other "auction items". Damn, she looks good.

While waiting for your wife to come up for bid, you help drive up the price on a couple of ladies to help maximize the fundraising for the charity. One man, maybe 5-10 years older than you, makes eye contact with you and smiles, seeing what you're doing. He's a board member and also a big donor. You bid back and forth a couple times with a wink to drive up some prices before some guy manages to buy his own wife for more than he intended to donate. Plus, some of the ladies being auctioned clearly care if they go for a high price... good for their ego. You know your wife likes the idea of fetching a good price.

Typically, the winner's 24 hour clock starts as soon as the purchase is made, with some exceptions. For instance, the board member wins a couple of bids each year and puts them to work in his restaurant a week later as servers and donates half the profits to the charity, so it becomes another fun night out for you and your wife each year.

Some winners, especially if they just bought their own spouse, make a big show of collecting their property and heading right out the door to get home to bed to make the most of their 24 hours. Some of the single bachelors and bachelorettes do the same. There's much hooting and hollering and cat calls for each, with the woman often beat red as she leaves the venue with the implication they are rushing home to have sex. All in good fun.

One young beauty clearly appreciates your bidding, looking over at you with a grin, wondering who you are, appreciating that you are bidding for her. The board member bids against you again, driving up the price. She's strikingly beautiful... the only one on stage that gives your wife competition (beating her, you have to admit). You're already hoping she serves you at the restaurant night. But, this time the board member drops out sooner than usual, leaving you as the final bidder. You panic since it's a lot of money and because of the hurt look and glare your wife is giving you as the auctioneer says, "Going once... going twice..."

You look over at the board member who shrugs, then silently mouths "congratulations" across the crowded event as the auctioneer shouts "Sold!"

Like the previous winners, you approach the stage and take your property by the hand to lead her back to your table where you learn her name is Linda, a board member's niece in town visiting and thought the auction sounded like a fun idea. Your wife won't even make eye contact with you.

Then it's your wife's turn. You start the bidding and she gives you a silent look that says "Yeah, you BETTER". You know you're screwed if you don't bid more for her than Linda. But, you know you can't. You checked your credit card before coming to make sure you had room for a nice big donation, but, Linda just cost you most of that. If a credit card doesn't go through, they make a big fuss about reauctioning that person. It's all in fun, but, still embarrassing.

The board member is bidding against you again, as are several other men. Your wife is hot... she might set the record.

The bidding process had been a big part of your fantasy fun over the last couple weeks. Your wife really liked the idea of lots of men bidding for her and you saving her at the last second from being taken away by some other man. The thought made her wet every time. By looking at her on stage, you could tell the real-life moment was even more of a turnon for her. She was enjoying each new bid from all the bidders, turning her head from one to the next as they bid more and more for her, imagining what each potential owner might do to her if her husband doesn't save her from them.

You make eye contact with the board member, hoping to communicate that you need him to stop bidding. He doesn't. Neither do the other bidders. Your wife is looking at you expectantly as the auctioneer starts looking for one more bid from you, but, you have to lower your paddle slowly. Several bids later, and a new record price, the board member buys your wife.

Your wife is going to be pissed, especially for restaurant night when she won't be dining, but rather serving. You try to silently indicate "SORRY!" to her, but she won't make eye contact.

The board member approaches the stage and collects his new property. She gives him her hand playing up the subservience with a quick "look what you're missing out on" glance in your direction. To your surprise, he then leads her toward the door. The cat calls come quickly and loudly. You chase after them as he leads your wife out the door.

You catch up to them just as he's helping your wife step into his fancy car.

You say, "Hey, hold up... that's my wife."

Without looking up he replies, "Not for the next 24 hours she's not"

You look pleadingly at your wife who is collecting her beautiful white dress into the car... which reminds you how much you had been looking forward to undressing her tonight... knowing she'd gotten some new sexy slutty undies to debut for the occasion.

She says testily, "Forget something? I think YOUR property is inside. Obviously, you wanted her more than me tonight."

You stammer, unsure what to say. Resigning to your fate you say, "Hon, you know you don't have to..."

She interrupts you, smiling slyly, "Rules are rules" She closes the car door and is whisked away by her owner. You look at your watch to note when the 24 hours would be up and you'd get her back.

Oh man, I can clearly see the husband trying to call her to apologize, but she never picks up. Then he gets a call from her 3 hours later. She's breathing heavily and sounds absolutely drained, "Hi honey... Mister Board Member here is... really working me to the bone." She giggles. Then he hears what might sound like a passionate kiss and then hears a man say, "I'm not done with you yet." He snarls and you wife giggles some more. "Gotta get back to my duty. You know the rules. Talk to you later." She hangs up leaving the husband perplexed and heart racing. The 24 hour days is almost done, but no sight of his wife. She calls and tells him that she's staying another 24 hours, giving a lame excuse like they are discussing more charity events and such. Before the call end, he thought he heard a hard slap and the wife trying to contain her moan. Husband is standing there with a hard cock.

 

[MikeXIrons]

I can see it progress more. While Todd's at work, he gets a call from Dave who brags he's fucking that slut who looks like Linda in her martial bed. Todd's heart beats fast listening to then fuck imagining that it COULD be Linda his friends fucking.

Oh yeah... good addition. He hears background noises like a dog bark or a train passing that sure sounds like a common sound in his apartment... or at least no background sounds that are disqualifying. And that bed squeak sure sounds similar, but, nah... couldn't be.

 

[MikeXIrons]

Oh man, I can clearly see the husband trying to call her to apologize, but she never picks up. Then he gets a call from her 3 hours later. She's breathing heavily and sounds absolutely drained, "Hi honey... Mister Board Member here is... really working me to the bone." She giggles. Then he hears what might sound like a passionate kiss and then hears a man say, "I'm not done with you yet." He snarls and you wife giggles some more. "Gotta get back to my duty. You know the rules. Talk to you later." She hangs up leaving the husband perplexed and heart racing. The 24 hour days is almost done, but no sight of his wife. She calls and tells him that she's staying another 24 hours, giving a lame excuse like they are discussing more charity events and such. Before the call end, he thought he heard a hard slap and the wife trying to contain her moan. Husband is standing there with a hard cock.

Or, he contacts the charity and agrees to simply double or triple his purchase price to extend his ownership?

Or maybe just the occasional cryptic texts from her because her owner isn't allowing her to call?

I can imagine the husband also staring at his family location tracker app able to see where she is located... and that being interesting in some way. Maybe he goes there to get her... and it's on a gated estate so he can't get it. Or... he sees the location suddenly move across the country. He freaks out that she's been kidnapped... and pursues. He keeps chasing the signal all over. It turns out, the board member took her phone away and gave it to someone to lead the husband on a wild goose chase. It turns out there's another less-known rule to the auction that, when the buyer returns his auction purchase, there has to be someone to return her to. If that person's a no-show, and no one is there to reclaim her, then the clock resets for another 24 hours. After several no-shows, return of the woman is at the discretion of the buyer. Imagine how upset his wife will be when he repeatedly doesn't show up to reclaim her.

Then again, a happier ending would be she's returned after 24 hours (or maybe 48 or a long weekend?) and she returns happy and horny as ever. Maybe she's not allowed to tell him all that happened? Maybe it further cements their fantasy life and they can't wait for next year's auction where he has no intention of winning?

 

[MikeXIrons]

Husband took the kids to a baseball game or something while the wife is getting owned by her father in law in amazing ways

Just to make it a little more "behind his back", what if it was a minor league game at a small stadium with bleachers?

The kids run off to get autographs. Wife wanders off to get a drink while husband stays in the bleachers to keep an eye on their stuff and watch the game.

In the drink line she flirts with a guy. He buys her drink. One thing leads to a lot of things and they wind up under the bleachers sucking and/or fucking away.

The husband is right above them. Maybe he hears and even looks down, but it's too dark under the bleachers to make out faces.

If the husband didn't notice because he was too into the game, she returns a little mussed up and he doesn't notice. If he did hear, maybe when she gets back he says, "You're never going to believe what you just missed..."

 

[MikeXIrons]

Can you all give me rapid fire of ideas of hot wife doing arousing and sexual acts unbeknownst to husband?
I've seen one where husband is asleep in a nearby room all while in the living room, wife is getting dp'd by two dudes.
What's a nice situation or case where the hot wife is able to take on her lover while husband is doing something else?
Much appreciated

A bunch of coworkers get together for a night of drinks & board games.

They choose Diplomacy... a game where you battle for Europe. Negotiating alliances is necessary to win. Backstabbing is inevitable. How your pieces move on the board is recorded on paper and submitted, then everyone's orders are enacted simultaneously on the board. It's part of the game to pull someone aside to speak secretly in small groups or one-on-one, often in the next room for privacy. The game board was set up in the dining room / living room of the apartment. 2 bedrooms, the kitchen, and the bathroom were used for negotiations.

One coworker brought a new girlfriend. The coworker was a smart, but unassuming geeky guy. Nice enough. His new girlfriend caught the host's eye. She was a petit little elf-like hottie with shortish blond hair in a sexy little pixie cut. The host usually prefers long hair, but, the short hair suited her impish face - both adorably sweetly cute and also a hint of mischievously naughty sexy.

It was hard to concentrate on the game. He took every opportunity to pull her aside for negotiations, but it was tough not to be too obvious what he was doing since the rest of the group was actually focussed on the game.

Huddling close in the bedroom for whispered discussions had his focus on her, not the game. He tried to balance wanting more time with her... with not making it obvious to the rest of the group, especially her boyfriend, what he was doing.

He wasn't sure if she was being flirtatious or not... alone in the bedroom to discuss strategy saying "I want to help you out, but I can't completely betray Mick. I can try to help you out down south a little, but, I can't totally abandon Mick." She was either teasing him on purpose or she was just a natural flirt and didn't know it... little casual innocent touches, leaning in too close, the occasional bite of the lower lip. He gave in to any request she made in the game when she did that. He lost pretty badly.

He got his answer during the second game when she said, "I've got a proposal for you, let's chat" and led him to the bedroom and closed the door. She turned and kissed him. They spent the allotted time groping and making out and then returned to the group just in time to submit their moves.

They spent the rest of the night "negotiating" the same way with several more one-on-one discussions culminating with a quickie. The quickie was pretty quick since the whole night had been foreplay.

 

[MikeXIrons]

I'm not sure why this one never occurred to me before.

I’ve had plenty of dirty ideas about a wife who is a massage therapist.

Until this thread got me thinking about it, it never occurred to me that the close-proximity behind-the-husbands back could work here in at least two ways.

TLDR:
1) A wife gives her husband a massage at her spa. She places a hot towel on his face while she massages him. Her lover quietly enters and gropes her. She gives them both happy endings at the same time.
2) Amy works from her home “spa room” in the refinished basement and makes it clear to Tim that he’s not to go down there. She gives happy endings or she has a lover who books her time for a “massage” right under Tim’s nose. Either way, her husband is often just a stairway away from her stroking, sucking or fucking. Her husband sometimes comes to the top of the stairs and talks to her she’s “working”.


The “got carried away” version:

Amy works at a resort spa where all the staff are attractive and fit. Tim is jealous, especially when she comes home horny. She assures him she never crosses a line with a client. It's not worth losing her job over.

She didn't say anything about crossing lines with the staff though. Carlo started as a partner to practice and learn new techniques with, but, soon the practice sessions included happy endings and more.

One day Tim drops her off at work and discovers her first client cancelled. He takes the slot. It's her job; she’s tired after work; he doesn't get as many massages at home as you'd imagine.

He gets the full spa treatment... scented oils, music, etc.

When he rolls over onto his back he gestures toward his hardon with a grin.

She says, "It doesn't matter that you're my husband, I have to remain professional”

She puts a hot towel over his face, tucking it neatly under his head, and starts working on his legs. His hardon looks uncomfortable. She says, "I’m not allowed to, but, there's no rule that YOU can't”. She fills his palm with oil, smooths it around, and places it on his belly.

“I don’t know... really?”, he says, tempted, but a little embarrassed.

Tim hears the door open. A man's voice says "Oh, sorry. I saw a cancellation on the schedule, so I thought... Sorry, never mind."

Carlo sizes up the situation, smirks, and steps quietly into the room. Amy raises her eyebrows as if to say, “really?”

Amy says, "No problem. Hey, before you go, can you turn up the music?” Tim hears the volume rise and the door close. He doesn't hear Carlo walk silently over to kiss Amy on the back of her neck.

Tim asks, "Who was that?"

"Carlo. He's a therapist"

Tim jealously asks, "Is he hot? He sounds hot"

Amy giggles, looking Carlo in the eyes, "Yes, Carlo is hot” Carlo presses himself behind her, rubs her ass, then around her hip to her stomach, then up to her breasts.

She continues, "...but everyone here is pretty hot. You don't have to worry. Just relax and enjoy" as she runs her hand close to his cock to get his mind off the topic.

Tim moans, “Just for one minute?"

She continues to tease the area, but says, "No, these hands are NOT allowed to touch a client's cock. I thought you liked that rule. Would you rather we eliminate that rule? I could make more in tips”, she teases.

Carlo continues to explore her body with his hands as she slides a hand up her husband’s leg and massages his groin.

She says, “Imagine it's me touching your cock. Tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll help you imagine it’s ME doing it”

He thought he understood, "OK, just tease the tip with two fingers. I love when you do that."

He did to himself what he’d just described.

She reached behind her and did the same to the head of Carlo’s cock, which she then described,"Mmmm, I can feel the head. It's so hot and hard. Do you want me to keep touching it?”

“Yes, keep touching it”, and after a moment, “Now all the fingers"

She added her other fingers to Carlo’s cock, still just fingertips teasing the head, just like her husband was doing to himself. She described what she felt, "Mmmm, I'm rubbing right under the head where it's nice and sensitive. There's so much precum I don't think we needed the massage oil. I know the feel of this cock. It’s been in my hands before.”

He was skeptical initially, but, he was loving this little game of hers, and obviously so was she. Her describing what she was “feeling” was helping him imagine it was her hand on his cock, not his own.

She continues, “I’ve had this cock in my mouth too”

“Oh, yessss. Suck it”, he gasps.

“I wish I could. If you insist, I promise I’ll suck this cock tonight. Do you want me to?”, giving Carlo’s cock an extra squeeze when she said “this”

“Oh god, yes. Suck it tonight.”

“OK, I will. Tell me how to touch it for now”

"Wrap your hand around it and sloooowly slide down the shaft, with a very light grip. I don’t want to cum yet.

"I’m stroking it slow and soft, up..... and down... and up... and down...”, matching what her husband was doing and describing what she was doing to Carlo’s cock.

“Mmmm... it's so big. I can feel the veins against my fingers. I like when my thumb goes over the head.”

“A little faster...”

She does as asked, stroking Carlo’s cock a little faster.

This continues with Carlo groping her, Tim telling Amy exactly how to stroke Carlo’s cock, and her describing exactly how her lover’s cock feels in her hand.

Tim pants, “I can’t wait for tonight. This makes me want to fuck you SO much,”

“This cock in my hand? You want THIS cock in my pussy? Me too. Let’s see how good your imagination is...”

She gently takes her husband’s hand away from his cock and pours more oil into his palm saying, “my pussy is THIS wet right now”.

She moves from the side of the massage table to the top, bending forward, running her hands down his chest, then back up. She bends over so her mouth is right beside his ear and says quietly, “Make a fist... nice and tight like my pussy”

“Now, imagine you’re pulling my tight yoga pants down to my ankles. Yeah, like that. I’m getting tingles feeling your hands pull my pants down, knowing I’m about to get fucked. That cock’s no longer in my hand. I can feel it pressed against me from behind. Do you want it in my pussy?”

He’s amazed how into it she’s getting, but if it turns her on, he’ll certainly play along, He takes his fist and touches the tip of his cock with it a couple times.

Carlo, also enjoying the game, presses his cock against the outside of her pussy.

She moans, “Oh, I can feel that. It’s going to feel so good in me. I like the feel of your hands on my hips. It makes me think I’m about to get a cock thrust hard into me.”

Tim is tempted to shove his fist down onto his cock, but he’d cum right away. Instead, he brings his fist down just onto the tip of his cock, then back. Then again.

Carlo does the same.

She moans, “Oh, you tease. I can feel the head of the cock in me. I want more. I’m pushing my hips back trying to get more of it in me, but I can’t”. Carlo was enjoying the game too, pulling back so she couldn’t get more until her husband dictated it.

Tim continued, slowly, inch by inch sliding deeper into “Amy’s tight pussy” with each stroke, while she reacts to and describes how Carlo’s cock feels in her.

“It feels so good in me. So big. So... oh shit, I don’t feel a condom. Are you fucking me bareback?”, looking over her shoulder at Carlo.

Tim says, a little surprised, “You want it bareback? Is that a turn-on? Damn hon, what’s gotten into you today?

Trying to cover her slip, she whispers into his ear, her lips touching it as she says, “A bareback cock’s gotten into me. I was just asking YOU if you want it in me. It’s up to you”

He grunts, “Fuck yeah” and pushes down hard and pauses “all in”, loving the imagined feel of being deep in Amy. Carlo does the same, though even deeper.

She moans and enjoys the moment, “Oh fuck. It’s in me. It’s really in me. So deep. Oh shit, those fingers on my clit are going to make me cum. Oh, hon, I have a cock in me right now and it feels so good and I already can’t wait for next time. I feel so slutty. What do you think about that?”, she asked, getting a strange thrill from being totally honest with her husband, even if he doesn’t know it. She and Carlo do.

He moans in response, “I like it. A lot. I like your slutty side”

She kisses Tim’s upside-down lips and says, “Maybe you should pull out. I’ll finish with my hands.”

In response Tim slowly slides his hand the full length of his cock 3 more times, ending with a final deep thrust and cum streaming onto his belly. Carlo does the same and also cums.

Amy whispers in Tim’s ear, “Oh, shit I can feel the cum in me. Pumping into me right now. You’re making me feel so slutty, making me take this load of cum. I’m gonna... oh shit, I’m cumming now”.

All three of them tense together, and then eventually relax.

She reaches back to feel Carlo’s cock slide out. “So much cum. You’re so bad. I can’t believe you made me do that.”

Tim moves to get up. She puts her hands on his shoulders, “Relax. Keep your imagination going. No need for reality right now.”

Her husband smiles, exhausted.

She rubs his chest, spreading his, and a handful of Carlo’s cum all over, while wistfully saying “Soooo much cum in me. It’s already dripping down my leg. You stay put. I’ll go get some wet towels.”

She and Carlo slip out. She returns with a hot wet towel and wipes her husband clean.

He says, “Damn, that was hot”

She agrees, “You don’t know the half of it”

- https://ibb.co/10bnh7q

 

[Reshbod]

I'm not sure why this one never occurred to me before.

I’ve had plenty of dirty ideas about a wife who is a massage therapist.

Until this thread got me thinking about it, it never occurred to me that the close-proximity behind-the-husbands back could work here in at least two ways.

TLDR:
1) A wife gives her husband a massage at her spa. She places a hot towel on his face while she massages him. Her lover quietly enters and gropes her. She gives them both happy endings at the same time.
2) Amy works from her home “spa room” in the refinished basement and makes it clear to Tim that he’s not to go down there. She gives happy endings or she has a lover who books her time for a “massage” right under Tim’s nose. Either way, her husband is often just a stairway away from her stroking, sucking or fucking. Her husband sometimes comes to the top of the stairs and talks to her she’s “working”.

I love the idea of the wife working out of home and doing it while the husband or other family are right there sometimes just a few feet away. Rather than a massage therapist, I'm thinking something less sensual. Maybe she's an accountant and she helps people and small business people with taxes and other related things. One client she's been seeing for years and helping to save a lot of money wants to show his gratitude, and by that point she's willing to accept it.

He offers to send more clients her way and she happily agrees and ends up running two businesses.

 

[RIPAphrodite]

I always find the key is to make it nasty as possible