She's a Dirty Nympho - the kind you should marry (Honey Love, Long Island, Top Shelf, Muscle boy, Red Roses, Delivery Man, Last night, That Me)

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Description: Morning came early for me, 6AM and I am up making coffee. My wife lay in the bed naked with no signs of rising anytime soon. When we got home she wanted to shower and took her time with that. I knocked a few times asking if she was OK, listening for any crying, hoping there would be none. As she came into the bedroom, dressed only with a towel on her wet hair, I saw my bride fully absent the cum that had dried on her, a few hickeys on her neck and breast, her areolas swollen, I suspected her pussy was very sore. I asked how she felt. She smiled at me and said sore and tired but happy. I smiled back, went to her and kissed her lips, letting my hands, fingers wander about the body that had just pleased two strangers. I was hard again but she gripped my shaft and said Honey, I love your cock but I need to sleep, I promise tomorrow. With that, my bride laid down, still with her wet hair in the towel and fell to sleep. Now at 6AM, not really so many hours later, she had not moved. I closed the bedroom door to leave her undisturbed. With coffee in hand, I went to the lanai to enjoy the early morning air. Nothing like it in my opinion, the day before lifeâ??s interruptions, a time to think, dream and sometimes settle your mind about things that sleep did not answer. Thinking of my wife, being used readily by both those men, they knew what I knew, she needed more and she responding to them so completely, so giving, had my mind spinning with desire. They were wealthy, successful men, obviously used to getting what they wanted in life and last night it was my wife, my hot mature wife. I wondered where this was going to lead but I knew the next step was hers. Would she awake saying that was fun but one and done or would she look forward to it again. I needed to work out to sort this out in my own mind. At the club an hour later I received a text, from Ray, thanking us both for the evening before. He took Henry back to the airport and said they both were up half the night talking about her. He wanted to send her flowers this morning, asked for our address. I thought, why not, what can it hurt, she deserved it for giving them probably the best night of their lives not knowing they did the same for her. By the time I finished, showered and dressed, my mind was clear. This was now our life. I hoped she agreed. I stopped for her favorite croissant on the way home. I thought she would appreciate the treat and she so deserved anything I could do for her. I met a flower delivery truck outside. Ray and Henry brought her two dozen red roses in a beautiful vase. I asked the delivery man to carry them inside as I had my gym bag. He put them on the table and I went into the bedroom to get some tip money, leaving the door open for him to see the beautiful woman still naked on the bed. Taking my time, she still not stirring, I glanced over to see him clearly taking in her form. I tipped him and led him out. He just said, you are a lucky man. I said you have no idea. Finally about 11AM she came out to the lanai, in her short silky robe, leaned down and kissed me. I reached into her robe and touched her so smooth skin, my cock hardening now as it had failed before the night before. She reached down and said, I see you are a new man. Pulling her onto my lap, we kissed and just sat there like that in the sun finding comfort with each other. I so loved this woman. It took several comforting moments for us to talk, we just held each other tightly, kissing, necking holding, nothing more. Then she asked about the flowers. I said they were from her not so secret admirers, Ray and Henry. She smiled and said that was sweet of them. I said I thought so too. She went to look at them and came back with the card that came with the flowers. She handed it to me and sat back in my lap. The card read: â??Beautiful woman you have made two lonely men feel like teenagers again and for that we wanted to thank you. These flowers pale in comparison to your beauty and are too little to show our appreciation but we wanted to give you something beautiful this morning. â?? He then went on to give his phone number again, his address and his e mail saying he hoped we could stay in contact. I told her that was a nice note and the flowers were beautiful. I knew she loved red roses and two dozen long stemmed really impressed her. As I finished the note, reading it aloud, I asked, do you? Do I, she asked? Want to stay in touch. She smiled and replied, Id like to. My cock almost released at hearing those words. Then she asked how I felt about last night and staying in contact with him. My response was to lift my wife in my arms, carry her back to our bedroom and reclaim her with the passion of being overseas too long. After, we lay there sweating, breathing hard, holding each other tightly. She said, I guess that means you like it. I smiled and said I love it. That started a conversation that would steer our lives for some time forward. Our life then sort of went back to normal or a new normal. She did send him an e mail and he did respond. As we agreed she shared all communication with me and told him I was her husband and needed to know everything. He said he was fine with that. Of course he made overtures for her to join him alone, drinks, happy hours, dinner, more. She responded each time that she is married and any such meetings include me. We all did meet for drinks, at one happy hour but nothing else came of that. I sensed she enjoyed Ray but liked the excitement of meeting new people. So when we went out, mostly to dance clubs with live music, she was much more open to advances from other men though few ever got beyond flirting and dancing and yes her anklet remained on her left ankle. We followed a couple cover bands in the area and loved to dance to their music. One of those cover band that we liked and had seen and danced to several times was playing in the area again. She told me they were playing at a music club close to us Sat night. I asked if she wanted to invite Ray to join us if he was in town. I thought we had been ignoring much of his e mails and should throw him a bone. She thought about it and said, why donâ??t you ask him, that way he will not mis-understand our relationship. I donâ??t want to encourage more personal invitations from him. I said good idea. So I text Ray a quick message saying we were going, he was welcome to join us, dancing was mandatory. She liked that latter addition. Ray responded that he had dinner plans but hoped to make it there after and can he bring his friend. Jokingly I responded, not thinking I guess, of course the more the merrier. Then I thought about it and what I might have suggested,. Before I could take it back, he sent a smiley face. I told her about it all. She looked at me and smiled. Saturday night she looked stunning, short black skirt, green top straps about her shoulders, wedge heels and her anklet on her left ankle. And of course no bra but her g-string . She fixed up her hair nicely, blown out. Man I wanted to fuck her before we left and did. We were able to find a table with a couple extra chairs at the club. Her dirty gin martinis started the minute we sat down. After a few sips the band started and we were on the dance floor. After a few numbers we went to sit, she sipped more of her martini, almost finishing it, when a younger man, about 40 asked her to dance. T shirt, great arm and chest muscles with tats, she looked at me and I nodded. Off they went. They danced several numbers and then I saw he took her to the bar, where he was sitting and bought her another martini. She was sitting in his bar stool facing him and he was standing there leaning in his body touching her legs, He was trying to work her, an older woman, cougar in his mind, away from her husband, the old guy. Typical as this is, it was fun to watch and I did not feel at all disrespected as I knew my wife. From my perspective, I saw his hands on her thighs, leaning in to whisper in her hear and saw her laughing at whatever he said. One martini led to another before she brought him back to me. He did not like that at all. He became quiet and distant from her. Then after a few minutes of awkward conversation, he said he had to run. I asked her what happened with muscle boy. She laughed, almost dropping her drink. She said he was cute, but a bad flirt, he actually wanted her to go out to his car to fuck. She said can you believe that a few dances, a martini and I want him enough to fuck him in his car like a teenager. I looked off and saw him working another woman, not half as hot as my wife . I said you know honey, not every women here is as hot as you or as classy. She smiled. I knew then that while younger men flattered her, it now took a successful older sophisticated man to bed her. We danced several more numbers together, a few couples on the dance floor smiled our way, no doubt they liked seeing a happy attractive couple out having fun. Back at our table it was getting late for music in South Florida. I said I donâ??t think our friend Ray is going to show. She agreed but said letâ??s wait for the band to finish before we leave. I was happy to. As the band was on its last set, I saw Ray and another man walking around looking for a us I presumed. I waved to him and he came over, my wife was in the restroom at the time. Ray apologized for being late but service was slow and he had told Ben about us and was eager to meet up with us. I said nice and flagged our waitress for fresh drinks. Ray said I can take this and handed his credit card to her saying he wanted to pay for everything even before he arrived. She looked at me, I shrugged and she said OK. They pulled up the two vacant chairs at our table. Ben was another wealthy businessman in his mid 60â??s retired and living in Palm Springs. He was visiting his daughter and her family for a couple weeks and looking for a home here. Divorced and living alone, he could live where he wanted, so here he was. Plus he and Ray sailed a lot when they were both in NYC and lived on Long Island. I asked why he moved to Palm Springs if he enjoyed sailing. He just came out and said it, I liked the pussy and the woman, she wanted to be there in Palm Springs. We all laughed. I knew then that Ben was like most of us despite being filthy rich. She walked back through the club, smiling at anyone that noticed and they all noticed. She was easily the classiest women in the place and loved it. Ray could not take his eyes off her as she approached the table, Ben was looking at me explaining his now defunct Palm Springs connection and its cost. She gave Ray a kiss and big hug, his hands freely roaming her back and finding the perfect curve of her ass with his fingers. She said to him, you have not lost anything have you. He said not for you I havenâ??t. Ben turned and took in the vision that was my wife smiling broadly and holding out his hand. When she gave him hers, he cupped her hand in both of his pulling her closer to him and said you are even more stunning than Ray described you. She looked up at him, gave a telling smile and did not try to pull her hand back. All attention shifted to her quickly, Ray knowing I would not mind at all so long as she was happy. Ray introduced Ben and explained his desire to find a home in Naples. Bed explained about his daughter, grandchildren being there, being retired now and just out of a difficult relationship in Palm Springs, one of his mistakes in life. He and Ray were good sailing friends and he would have his Long Island boat brought down once he found a home. Her interest peeked as the conversation went to the boat . he described it, explaining the size, state rooms, amenities, etc. She asked about the sun deck, he responded that it was spacious and left room for plenty of sunbathers. She smiled and said I do like that. He said then I will have to have you out on it. Again there was that smile. He explained that he usually pilots it himself but will hire a crew if he is busy entertaining on it. . She wanted to know al about how far it could travel, how many people it held etc. He moved closer to her to be heard over the music. I could tell she was impressed in a selective way. The band said it was the last set and last few numbers and picked up the tempo. Ben looked at her and said I hear dancing is mandatory, may I. She looked at me and I nodded, away they went to the dance floor leaving Ray and I alone. Ray wanted to know how we have been, quickly he turned to has she met any other men since our evening together, telling me how hot she is and that he has not stopped thinking about her since that night. I said most of that is private but she remembers their night with Henry very well. Then he went on to describe Ben. He was the CEO of several companies, each one out bidding its predecessor for his skills. The guy is a business school chapter all to himself for making the best moves. Then he added, his fault though is women. Three wives, the latest took him for a cool $20M even with the pre-nupt. I asked what happened with the other wives. He said frankly no woman has been able to keep his attention. He loves to play around and apparently has the equipment to do so and the money. Then he added Ben has probably had more pussy in his life than 10 of mine and the woman all want more. His only mistake is marriage, He is just not the marrying kind. We both laughed and I looked off to see he and my wife in a slow dance, his head bent from his 6â??5ââ?¬ height to chat with her 5â??7ââ?¬ now 5â??11ââ?¬ with her wedge heels. As the band wrapped up the night, they thanked everyone for coming and started packing up. Ben and my wife stopped at the bar for a shot of something and chatted alone for a time. Ray looked over and said it looks like your wife is on his agenda. I said just so she is happy. The came back to the table with shots for all of us, a top shelf liquor Ben said was worthy of new friends. We toasted, my wifeâ??s eyes not leaving the tall man beside her. Ben asked if we could find a place for an after dancing drink. Ray offered his home but I offered a bar we frequented that was nearby at times like this. With that we were off, they in Rays car and us in ours. I asked her what she thought. She looked at me and said, I want to fuck him. I smiled and said then you should. She then asked how we separate him from Ray as she wanted that tall hunk of man to herself. I laughed and said well honey I think he wants you too. We both laughed and I said let me work on it. At our after hours bar, we were able to get a booth with Ben sitting next to my wife and Ray next to me. I knew Ray could sense I was cock blocking him but I wanted her to have time to get to know and arrange something with Ray. After two drinks we said we should call it a night. As we parted Ben leaned down and kissed my wife saying he looks forward to house hunting with her. Ray was a little taken aback but this was a friend so he did not say a thing. On the ride home I asked her what they had planned. She said Ben wants me to help him house hunt, is that OK. I said absolutely the man needs help with the area and maybe some other things since leaving his wife in Palm Springs. Then she said I felt his crotch tonight. He is very big, I want that. I said then you should go get it. She laughed and said I love you.