I Need Your Opinion -
My name is Vicki. I was married for 25 years to an older man. Sex with us was missionary style, lights off, totally dark during sex, etc. My sex life was conservative for so long enough that I got used to it. He passed away a year ago.
I have been friends with a man named Steve for far longer than I even knew my husband. In that 26 years we have become VERY good friends and even made love a few times. About 6 months ago he surprised me by proposing to me and we married. Sex is wonderful, but Steve has an appetite for things that my former husband did not. Things that when they first came up seemed like things I just would not do to, but time passed and he kept at me while we made love . The talk of sexual scenarios like other men fucking me, seeing me nude, them feeling my breasts, was lighting fires in me that I didn't even know could be lit. I was surprised at myself for being arroused at the idea of such things, but I can't deny they made me unbelievably hot.
Long story shortened my husband wants me to get sexual with one of his friends he rides motorcycles with. He don't want to start blantantly. He's been very understanding for going slow. He has been asking me lately a lot to allow myself to be seen totally nude by his friend. He said maybe we could set it up where I'm pretending to be sleeping on the bed with the door to the bedroom open. After some beers, working on the bikes, maybe his friend will have to go to the bathroom. To get to the bathroom in our home one has to pass by the master bedroom doorway and then he can see me totally naked. No touching or anything--just let him see me nude.
The problem is I'm in my mid 50's. Steve says I am waaaay hot and men would drool to get to my body, but I don't see myself like he does evidentally. I think in one's mid 50's they just can't compete with the 20 something's out there and so who would get turned on by looking at me? My husband's friend is in his mid 40's. I think I look too old now to be attractive to him. So I'm posting my pic on this site to see what you men think. My husband is biased. He says I'm hot. I say men won't look at me favorably anymore...so we have a bet. If I post a pic and men give me unfavorable feedback, I won't do this with his friend. I do not want to embarrass myself. If I'm wrong however and men see me differently than I see myself and you all do think I can pull this off, then it's on.
I DO NOT want any kindnesses. I want total objectivity and honesty. I trust your opinions, because you don't know me. How would YOU react if you saw this body in front of you? Too old? Or still got it?
BTW...as you can see I have medium long blonde hair, and am told I am quite attractive by many men (facially) other than my husband. The face you don't get--today--I'm just interested if I'm attractive sexually. If I decide to do this based on your feedback----you all will be hearing from me how it went and maybe some more pics too. ;) Please feel free to reply to my personal email address with your comments:
hotcouple_vicki @ aol.com
A FEW HOURS AFTER THIS WAS POSTED:
I was surprised by the comments I got from you guys. :) Blushingly surprised!! Evidentally my husband was right and I don't see myself as guys see me. I was flattered. What you all think of me made me feel really good about myself. And it made my husband feel really good too, because of course he won his bet. LOL Now I'll have to make good on my end of it. At least now I'll feel a lot better doing it. Now I just hope Mike responds as well to me nude as you all have.
The plan is to wait until Mike comes over to hang out with my husband. They work on their bikes and shop projects and just hang out in the garage and drink a few beers together a few days a week. Mike lives just 3 doors down and drops by at will, so inviting him won't be necessary. I'll just wait until he comes over on his own. Whenever that happens next I'll say a quick hi and then excuse myself into the house, telling them I'm going to take a nap. The plan is to rumple the bed up some as if I messed it up napping. Then I'll strip naked and lay down on the bed in a relaxed position like I'd be sleeping, spread eagle and on my back. So it don't look planned, I'll leave the bedroom door open just a little, not all the way, like the dog pushed it open just enough for him to come into the bedroom. Then I'll fake sleep and wait for the beers to get to Mike so he'll head to our bathroom. Hopefully he'll look in and see me. I don't know what to expect or what will happen, so this is all I can say about this for now. Nervous or not, I WILL do this, thanks to you guy's comments. When I have a story to tell you, I'll post it. My husband says thanks to you all for helping him. I say thanks to you all for helping my opinion of myself. Watch for future posts from me......and cross your fingers he'll look into the bedroom.
Unless any of you have any ideas for how we can do this nonchalently some other way and not make it look set-up. ??
A DAY AFTER THIS WAS POSTED:
I've gotten so many nice emails to my posting that I'm overwhelmed. I started writing back individually, because I expected at best I'd get a couple of comments, but then I was amazed at the number of you guys that are commenting positively about my picture. The comments keep coming and I can't keep up with individual replies anymore so I'm going to send a blanket mailing of what's going on. I'll just get into it. If I had read this email about myself four days ago, I'd have laughed and thought what a story!! But this morning I'm pinching myself and saying WOW, I'm sore down there and you guys are largely why. So here's how yesterday went.
In the morning about 10 Mike called and told my husband he'd be right down. He had a question on some investments and needed Steve's advice. I tore into the bedroom and undressed and got the bed rumpled up to make it look like I was still in bed. I put on a blindfold (a suggestion from one of you guys) so I wouldn't be embarrrassed if Mike peeked into the bedroom and saw me and then came in and touched me. But that was not to be. He called back 10 minutes later and said nevermind he'd do it some other time. My husband came in and told me what the call was about and we had a great laugh that I got naked so fast and looked so pretty laying out for him. We played a bit, but didn't make love.
The day progressed like all others here, except I did spend a lot of time on here yesterday responding to ideas you guys were sending me for doing this, and just saying thanks for the nice compliments to some of you individually.
Over lunch my husband and I decided to invite Mike and his wife over for BBQ and some beers and just hang out, play cards, whatever. They came over at 6------and we ordered pizza instead. Grill broke. Wouldn't light. Plans are made to be broken I guess. Everything we planned went by the wayside one at a time yesterday because of one thing or the other. So Steve and I had a quick conference in the kitchen and agreed to just go with whatever happened and if an opportunity of some kind of opening just came up that could work, to heck with plans. They weren't working anyway so how could we follow one? First Mike was coming over for investments, but didn't. I was running around to get naked, getting up, getting dressed again because that fell thru, planning side dishes all day that go with BBQ----but the grill didn't work. Finally we just decided, like I said, to go with whatver happened in a fluid way and if it worked fine, if not maybe we could make a plan of some kind another time that would.
So we had pizza. LOL About 8:30 Linda said she wished she could stay but she still works a job. My husband retired at 50 and never has to work again. (I love that) Mike runs his own business so he can come and go as he wishes, but his wife Linda still works a mid-management job for an auto dealership in town so she still has to work---and travel occassionally. Anyway she said she had to catch a flight at 6 something to go to Chicago, which meant she had to be up and at the airport by 5 a.m. My husband and I looked at each other and the bells went off. Linda would be out of town maybe in the next few days something would open up with Mike home alone??
But again the plans changed.
Linda told Mike to stay and enjoy himself, but she was going home for the evening to get some sleep, she had an early day the next day. We all said our 'goodnights'.....''have a safe trip' and all of that and Linda went home. That left the 3 of us in the house. Within 3 minutes of Linda leaving Steve looked at me, smiled and excused himself to go get Mike a beer. I heard his rustling around in the kitchen. I walked non-chalantly over to the kitchen doorway and glanced out there to see what he was doing. Steve was stuffing a paper grocery bag with the rest of the beers in of the fridge.. He put the bag in the pantry on the floor and closed the door. Then he winked at me. I got it immediately---out of beer--trip to the Quick Shop. I told Steve to take Mike out to the garage to party--(I needed time to change) because I was gonna clean the place up some and then hit the sack early myself. He nodded and just mouthed the words "right now??" I shook my head and whispered "I guess so. We said we'd just go with whatever presented itself......."
Steve brought two beers he saved out of the bag in, handed one to Mike and kept one, and sat down on the sofa and watched some TV for a few minutes. Then casually he asked Mike if he had gotten the investment thing taken care of? Mike said not really, so Steve invited him out to his office in the back part of our garage to see if he could help him with it. We had added a room on there that wasn't on the original blueprints and made it into a very nice office space for Steve. He had the shop area to putter around in, and the office and a bathroom all right there for himself.
On the way went out to the garage Steve gave me a little peck on the cheek. I again told the boys to have a good time....I was gonna clean the place up and then hit an early bedtime myself. Both smiled at me and went on out to the garage.
I knew eactly what I was gonna put on. Steve had bought me a nightie out of a Frederick's of Hollywood catalog a while back that I have never worn. Modelled for myself....yes. LOL So I knew it was sexy. The nightie was so sheer you could read thru it at 100 feet. Black. TOTALLY see thru. Maribou trim around the neck and down between the breasts and around the bottom hem. It stopped just an inch below where my legs met my crotch and it came with no panties. It didn't tie or fasten. It was more like a bed jacket. It was cut with the maribow so those trim pieces down the front laid inbetween my breasts. Having larger breasts to put the maribou trim pieces down inbetween--that kinda held it closed in front. That's kind of hard to describe. I hope you can picture what I mean. Then I went about cleaning up the pizza boxes and glasses and plates.
A few minutes later Mike stuck his head in the kitchen door and started to ask if I could hand him out a couple of beers, but only got about half of that out once he saw me in the nightie. I smiled at him and said "sure." I walked over to the refrigerator and opened the door. If I wasn't clearly being seen already, the light inside the refigerator must have shown the rest as I bent over to look for a beer in there, because the next thing I know Mike was behind me leaning over with me to look into the rerfrigerator and I could feel his crotch pressing against my butt.
I had modeled this before in front of my bedroom full length mirror to see what it looked like if I bent over in this nightie, and so I knew clearly it was up over my back, exposing my whole butt, and my pussy was in full view to Mike from across the room. No wonder he came over "to help me look". LOL
I stood up and turned around to tell Mike we were out of beer and as I did we were face to face just inches apart. He looked down at me and didn't say a word. He just slid his arms around my waist and put a hand on each of my butt cheeks and squeezed each of them and then pulled me closer to him. Then he said I was beautiful and looked so good. He said I looked in that nightie like the pictured me looking----and he had pictured what I looked like naked so many times. I looked him in the face and told him I had had a dream or two about him too. We kissed and as we did his hands began to roam under and over the nightie. He felt my boobs and ran his bands down my sides and his fingetips back up my side and ribcage lightly. It gave me goosebumps, but I loved it. He again played with my boobs and he was kissing me non-stop.
My arms were around him but I had not "touched" him yet. Then I felt one of his hands go down between our bodies and I felt his fingertip go between my lips and settle on my clit. He rubbed it in slow circles and told me he wanted to fuck me so bad he could taste it. Then he said he had to stop because he was afraid Steve would wonder what was taking him so long and come in, So he moved back away from me. The robe was wide open in front and he just stood looking down at my body. Then I told him........"Steve wants you to fuck me. He wants to catch you fucking me. We've talked about it a lot and he wants to watch you fuck me, or share me with you so you both can fuck me at the same time." Then I asked him why he thought I'd be dressed like this knowing he was just in the garage and he might come in and see me?
Mike's mouth fell open and then he just looked at me. He turned away and walked over to the garage door. He looked back at me but didn't say anything. Then he slowly turned away again and went back out to the garage without saying a word.
I thought one of the guys yesterday was right, Some guys just won't violate friendships to do this with a wife and evidentally that was the case here. I was hot......and embarrassed at being turned down. I wondered how I'd face Mike again---or Linda. And then the garage door opened and it was Mike again. The first thing he said was, "I told Steve we were out of beer, and he said he'd be right back. He just left to go to the Quick Shop for more." Quickly Mike crossed the kitchen and he began to kiss me. His hands were everywhere on me at once. As he kissed me he moved me backwards towards the dining room table. When my butt bumped against it Mike reached down and took ahold of my butt and he lifted me up onto the edge of the table. I was groping his cock thru his jeans now and he had one of his long, thick fingers all the way up to the knuckle into me finger fucking me. I fumbled with his zipper and then he said "let me". He stepped back, unzipped and pulled his jeans down over his hips. He had on no underwear and his cock sprung out of his pants. I could see instantly it was not as long or thick as my husband's, but I didn't care. I leaned back and braced myself as he slid the head up and down between my wet lips. After he had lubed it with my juices he found my hole and pushed it in. His hands were on my ass pulling me closer to the edge of the table and he was pounding my pussy. I don't know if I expected him to be slower or more gentle or what, but Mike was fucking me like crazy. He literally was fucking me so hard that I could hear the table legs creak at each thrust. I don't know why but the crazy thought went thru my mind we were gonna break my new dining room table. But he just kept slamming his cock into me and I loved it. Steve was a much more gentle methodical lover, and that I REALLY like. He takes him time to move side to side and in circles---different angles so my G-spot aand clit gets hit----and I really like how my husband makes love, but Mike was flat out fucking me and I found I loved that too. I came hard once and then almost right away I came again. Mike was literally fucking the cum out of me, where my husband made love to me until I came. The variety of getting it like this was a huge turn on.
Then Mike stiffened and said "I'm gonna cum Vicki." I said it's OK....cum in me. And he did.
I slid my hand up and down along his cock after he took it out of me. It was covered with my cum and his. Mike said we'd better hurry and clean up because my husband would be back soon. Neither of us knew how much time had elapsed and Mike obviously didn't want to be caught with his pants down. I told him to wait and I went over to the sink and wet some paper towels with warm water. I came back and cleaned him and then he pulled his pants back up. He then said he'd clean me and I told him I'd rather he didn't. Actually I told him, my husband would prefer if he didn't. (Steve had told me not to clean up, he wanted to see Mike's cum in me.) Mike just looked at me and said "you're sure about that????" I nodded yes, and Mike went back outside to wait for Steve.
I guess from what Steve said Mike was having touble looking him in the face. As soon as my husband drove up Mike told him he had just gotten a call from Linda.....and he was headed home. Steve said he was out of there like a scalded cat, and like that he was back up the street and home.
When Steve walked in he knew instantly that Mike had gotten me. I was at the sink in the nightie, leaned back against it. Steve walked up to me and reached down and felt my pussy. I had cum in my pubic hair and it was literally running down the inside of my thighs. Normally I'd have cleaned up right after. I didn't like the feeling of cum running down my legs--that's kinda yucky, but I had waited for Steve to feel me because I knew he wanted to see for himself. We went to the bedroom then Steve really looked at me down there. We made love. The kind of making love we did on our first date. Gentle and slow and it was really nice.
I was not sure what was gonna come next the rest of the evening in bed. I laid awake for hours wondering if this was the wrong thing to have done? And I was pretty apprehensive this morning. When a husband tells you he wants to see you fuck some other guy that's just words. When it actually happens--and then sinks in----the reaction might be not what he thought---in himself---and it ends up very bad. Last night we made love. This morning though I was very sore, I let him make love to me again. Both times were very tender and loving. Then we got ready and he took me out to breakfast. He has been VERY sweet to me since last night, but it's early yet for me to trust this wasn't a mistake. Because of that I won't do anything more with Mike until I'm very, very sure this won't backfire. That will take some time watching and seeing how this affects Steve-----after it's sunk in.
That's my story and it's true. I'm sorry I'm not writing persdonally to every one of you. Instead I'll send this to everyone equally since I promised a lot of you to keep you up to speed for how this went--if it ever did. If more happens I'll let you all know. I have kept every letter I've gotten so I have all of your email adresses.
My husband just asked to read this before I send it. He's heard the details of last night, but he wanted to read them. He asked me to thank you guys for helping him in this. We might have headed this direction eventually, but the letters helped my self-confidence so much (especially from the younger guys) that this happened much quicker--and easier----than either of us had thought it would. If and when we have more to share, we will. Promise.
