Over the years as I developed in my chosen role as a sexually liberated wife, more and more I came to understand and appreciate my husband's perspective as a husband to a naughty wife. I do love pleasing my husband and I have to say that pleasing him, trying to make many of his fantasies come true, has been a wonderfully fun and rewarding project for me.
The summer of 2003 was a very pleasant one for my husband and I. We had just moved into a beautiful condo in an upscale building and were greatly enjoying living on our own without children for the first time in many years. Our youngest daughter had finally moved out on her own and condominium life allowed us more spare leisure time than we had enjoyed in a long while, in fact, since our first few years of marriage way back in the seventies.
I had left my job in the business world and was very excited about my plan to experiment for the first time with sex-related employment in the coming fall, specifically internet videochat. I had dabbled in it a little to try it out and was planning to give it a full-time shot in the autumn. For that summer however, I was essentially a woman of leisure. That gave me lots of time and opportunity to fully embrace my status as a sexually liberated wife which I did with great enthusiasm.
My libido was incredibly high that summer and I met so many great guys to help me exercise it. I was like a kid in a candy store. On numerous occasions I had guys over in the afternoon for some great afternoon sex and would share the details with my husband that evening after he arrived home from work. He really enjoyed hearing about my daytime adventures but I was always looking for ways to share with him even more. I had grown to love catering to his hotwife husband fantasies which I found myself relating to better than ever before.
Sometimes I would call him at work while I was home having sex with a guy whom I had invited over. I would describe to him what we were doing and he could listen to the sounds of his wife being thoroughly fucked by another man, often a man that he had never even met. If he had time, he would hang on and listen to the sounds of me cumming hard on the other guy's cock before he had to let go and go back to his responsibilities at work. He really enjoyed those phone calls, especially when I was with a guy who understood my husband's perspective and who contributed by speaking up and talking about what he was doing to me so that Mike could hear over the telephone.
Surprisingly, quite a few of the guys I met, particularly the ones that were more mature, had little difficulty understanding the fantasies of a hotwife husband. They also understood that if they made my husband happy, they would be almost certain of having lots of opportunity to have sex with me. There were a couple of the guys I met that were particularly good that way. With their help I was able to give my husband a number of kinky erotic surprises.
One of those was a guy named Sean whom I had chatted with on MSN regularly for a while but whom I had never actually met in person. He seemed like a really nice guy, about thirty years old, who was an ex-military man and in training at the time to be a city policeman. He lived close by and we had tentatively agreed to get together as soon as we had a good opportunity.
Mike had mentioned several times how cool it would be if, after getting home from work, he walked into the apartment to unexpectedly find me being fucked by a good-looking guy. One day when I was chatting to Sean, I had an idea. I suggested that he come over later in the afternoon to help give my husband an erotic surprise when he got home from work. At that time, Mike's work routine was quite regular and I could usually predict within minutes just when he would arrive home on a normal work day.
That particular day when Mike unlocked the door to our suite and walked in, he found me lying on the sofa in the livingroom with Sean between my legs slowly fucking me with his long thick cock. As he entered the room, both Sean and I looked up with a smile and casually greeted him without the slightest hesitation in our gentle fucking, as though it was something that was perfectly normal and happened practically every day. I formally introduced Sean who stopped screwing me for a moment to reach up and shake Mike's hand when he extended it. After the formal introduction Mike sat down, obviously excited about his surprise, and we all chatted together for a few minutes while Sean continued to rhythmically move his cock back and forth inside me.
Shortly Sean dramatically picked up the pace of our fucking. When he did, I wrapped my legs around him, clasping my ankles behind his back, and soon began to loudly beg him to fuck me harder and make me cum. He plunged into me over and over without stopping until he brought me to a shattering climax while Mike looked on captivated. A few strokes later he pulled out and spurted his semen all over my belly.
We talked Sean into staying for dinner after which he left for home, leaving Mike and I to entertain ourselves which we did with great enthusiasm and success. Mike was so happy wth his surprise that I decided right then and there that I would do it again as soon as I could manage it. When I did do it again, I wanted it to be with a different guy this time, another guy that Mike had never met. It was two or three weeks later before I had the chance.
In a future update I will tell you all about the next time I surprised my husband that way. That summer and autumn of 2003 was full of erotic adventure for us. Over the next few months, I will be writing several detailed stories to capture some of my most exciting experiences from that period. They are currently planned for publication in Volume 2 of my ebook series, "Memoirs of a Naughty Wife". As usual, the associated pictures and video will be included along with the stories in the special online edition of the book.