I have happily become my wife’s cuckold over the last few years as my ability to please her any way other than orally waned significantly as the little blue pills stopped working well.
Anal creampie is not something that happens often, but often enough. We limit the number of men we get involved with, most are married and we insist upon testing as we prefer it bareback. We have always met them in our bedroom or theirs, and on occasion at a hotel.
Recently she stated that she wanted a change, and was tired of just meeting for anal creampie without having some fun before hand, like being on a date. I asked her what she meant, as I was fearful that she would not want me to be there, although I stated that it would be OK as long as she came home to me to share the story while I pleasured her. But she has other ideas.
She had been talking about one of her customers named Phil, and how he had been pursuing here, and decided that she would call him. She called Phil and made a date for the following Friday, but would not share her intentions with either of us. Friday came and she had me help her get ready, bathing her, shaving her pussy smooth, scenting the special areas and then I watched her dress into a sexy sheer black bra and panties. Then a simple button up blouse and short skirt and she was ready for anal creampie.
Then she told me that I would be her driver for the night and that I was not to speak unless spoken to and we left to pick-up Phil. He was a little taken aback to see me driving, but yet after a moment did not seem to care once she told him that I was the “designated” driver for the anal creampie evening, with a laugh.. I was told to take them to a nice Italian restaurant in town, and upon arriving was told to wait for them. An hour or so passed until they came out, obviously a little tipsy from the wine, and I was told to take them to a local club for dancing. Looking in the mirror on the way there I could see them sharing passionate kisses and his hand caressing her breasts. At a corner I stole a glance back as I turned and saw her hand rubbing his cock through his pants as his hand slipped under her skirt. And as usual, my cock perked up at the sight.
When we arrived at the club I was again told to wait. After an hour or so, I had to pee and thought it would be a good excuse to peak at the goings on and there they were in a darkened corner with their hands all over each other. I quickly exited so I would not be caught spying on them…..
Another hour passed, and then I heard her laugh as they walked to the car holding hands. He opened the door for her and as he walked around to his side, my wife reached over the seat and dropped her bra and panties onto the seat besides me and reminded me to not speak a word during the anal creampie.