One time she couldn't hide her excitment
So when me and my wife started sharing her sexually with a buddy of ours it was so very hot.
I remember when we were getting ready to do it for the first time and she was nervous. She said she would try it and I said I didn't want to try it, I wanted us to start doing it. She asked "What if it turns out you don't like it?" I said "I will do it til I do then."
So a few weeks later, after we had shared her about five times, Tim had said he would try to stop by later this night. So we were pretty amped up and she was dressed in a lose fitting wife beater T-shirt and nothing else. We got to messing around and had sex. We originally were just starting with out him but things got out of hand and I finished before he arrived.
For the most part I really liked sharing her when I was horny and most times the thought or mention of having him over would make me horny but there was a time in between these where I wasn't so sure how I stood on the whole thing.
I didn't have any regrets of what we had done and was sure I wanted it to continue but I also had those moments of "What did I start?" thinking.
So after we had had sex and it was getting kind of late for Tim to be showing, she was still bouncing around the house like a sex charged super ball. She would go from the computer room to the door and back. So I finally said to her " Maybe we shouldn't do this tonight." She stopped bouncing and paused for a second and said " OK.". I could feel the disappointment in her voice but she just kind of slowed down and was watching me on the computer but still going to the door to look out.
Not more than 2 minutes after I told her we shouldn't do the sex stuff with Tim that night, He walked in.
She immediately bounced from her chair and went to the door of the computer room with a huge smile on her face.
He and I said hello and talked about what I was doing on the computer.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed she had moved from the computer room into the next room and they were exchanging glances. Finally I saw her motion for him, with her head,to follow her to the bedroom.
He followed and they disappeared.
I was a little upset with her that she was just ignoring what we had just talked about.
Also, she seemed to be only concerned with him and payed no mind to invite me along or even acknowledge my part in this relationship.
As I sat at the computer brooding she came bouncing back in all smiles and giddy. She put her hand on my shoulder and whispered in my ear " Your ok with me and Tim going to the bedroom right?" .
In my best disgusted voice I said " Hell no. Why would I care?". She kissed me on the cheek and thanked me and bounced off to have sex with just her and Tim.
I think I was more confused than I was mad. I just sat in the chair at the computer trying to put things into perspective. I was going through conversations we might have afterwards and in some instances I was mad in others hurt. I never think I toyed with the idea, at least very long, of asking her to stop. She was really enjoying what we were doing and I loved seeing her that excited and aroused.
So when they finished, they both came back to the computer room and Tim sat down while my wife hovered behind us.
Me and Tim started to talk about what I was doing on the computer and after a minute or so my wife leans in and kissed me on the cheek again and said she was off to bed.
As she walked past Tim she said "Thank you."
After she was gone Tim simply said " Wow."
We giggled a bit in agreement and went back to my project.
That wasn't the last time I had feelings like that. For about two weeks after we started our new sex arrangement I had issues on and off and went as far to give me a knot in my stomach at times.
After those two week, all the while remembering that night, I became increasingly obsessed with them sexually.
I found that what I had at first saw as a problem with her deciding how and who she would have sex with was actually what I was wanting.
I started to point out to her, when she would mention Tim coming over and asking me if it was ok, that it wasn't up to me. I wanted her to make up her own mind of what she wanted and when and just let me work around it.
I needed to see her acting freely with her desires and embracing them openly with no guilt.
The more she acted like it was what she wanted and to simply notify me that she was going to his house or when he came over just do her thing, the more I liked what I was seeing.
Seeing her increasingly respond to Tim's presence and finding new ways for her to experience their relationship as an entity of it's own, for her pleasure was such an incredible thing to see unfold.
I remember when we were getting ready to do it for the first time and she was nervous. She said she would try it and I said I didn't want to try it, I wanted us to start doing it. She asked "What if it turns out you don't like it?" I said "I will do it til I do then."
So a few weeks later, after we had shared her about five times, Tim had said he would try to stop by later this night. So we were pretty amped up and she was dressed in a lose fitting wife beater T-shirt and nothing else. We got to messing around and had sex. We originally were just starting with out him but things got out of hand and I finished before he arrived.
For the most part I really liked sharing her when I was horny and most times the thought or mention of having him over would make me horny but there was a time in between these where I wasn't so sure how I stood on the whole thing.
I didn't have any regrets of what we had done and was sure I wanted it to continue but I also had those moments of "What did I start?" thinking.
So after we had had sex and it was getting kind of late for Tim to be showing, she was still bouncing around the house like a sex charged super ball. She would go from the computer room to the door and back. So I finally said to her " Maybe we shouldn't do this tonight." She stopped bouncing and paused for a second and said " OK.". I could feel the disappointment in her voice but she just kind of slowed down and was watching me on the computer but still going to the door to look out.
Not more than 2 minutes after I told her we shouldn't do the sex stuff with Tim that night, He walked in.
She immediately bounced from her chair and went to the door of the computer room with a huge smile on her face.
He and I said hello and talked about what I was doing on the computer.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed she had moved from the computer room into the next room and they were exchanging glances. Finally I saw her motion for him, with her head,to follow her to the bedroom.
He followed and they disappeared.
I was a little upset with her that she was just ignoring what we had just talked about.
Also, she seemed to be only concerned with him and payed no mind to invite me along or even acknowledge my part in this relationship.
As I sat at the computer brooding she came bouncing back in all smiles and giddy. She put her hand on my shoulder and whispered in my ear " Your ok with me and Tim going to the bedroom right?" .
In my best disgusted voice I said " Hell no. Why would I care?". She kissed me on the cheek and thanked me and bounced off to have sex with just her and Tim.
I think I was more confused than I was mad. I just sat in the chair at the computer trying to put things into perspective. I was going through conversations we might have afterwards and in some instances I was mad in others hurt. I never think I toyed with the idea, at least very long, of asking her to stop. She was really enjoying what we were doing and I loved seeing her that excited and aroused.
So when they finished, they both came back to the computer room and Tim sat down while my wife hovered behind us.
Me and Tim started to talk about what I was doing on the computer and after a minute or so my wife leans in and kissed me on the cheek again and said she was off to bed.
As she walked past Tim she said "Thank you."
After she was gone Tim simply said " Wow."
We giggled a bit in agreement and went back to my project.
That wasn't the last time I had feelings like that. For about two weeks after we started our new sex arrangement I had issues on and off and went as far to give me a knot in my stomach at times.
After those two week, all the while remembering that night, I became increasingly obsessed with them sexually.
I found that what I had at first saw as a problem with her deciding how and who she would have sex with was actually what I was wanting.
I started to point out to her, when she would mention Tim coming over and asking me if it was ok, that it wasn't up to me. I wanted her to make up her own mind of what she wanted and when and just let me work around it.
I needed to see her acting freely with her desires and embracing them openly with no guilt.
The more she acted like it was what she wanted and to simply notify me that she was going to his house or when he came over just do her thing, the more I liked what I was seeing.
Seeing her increasingly respond to Tim's presence and finding new ways for her to experience their relationship as an entity of it's own, for her pleasure was such an incredible thing to see unfold.
