I was a little disappointed because I couldn't tell if anything had happened - and it didn't look like anything had.I was a little disappointed because I couldn't tell if anything had happened - and it didn't look like anything had. Later, when I drove the guy back to his motel, the asshole told me that my wife had really resisted him for a while, turning him on more and more, getting him into her game. He said to screw her, he finally had to pin her down on the floor and rip her panties to get his dick in. He said after he came, he yanked her skirt and blouse and bra off and told her he wouldn't give them back until she blew him. He said he was just zipping up and she was still swallowing his cum and buttoning her blouse as I pulled into the driveway. It was good to hear that something happened and even if I didn't get my shot, I was encouraged that I could set up some fun things and maybe get her into the mood to spread her precious pussy around a little. When I got home, I tried to pry some information from her about what happened with my "Army buddy" while I was gone, but she just said he was a jerk and never mentioned a thing about her fucking and blowing him, and she still refused to consider swinging. Nothing else happened until a few months later, when we went on our summer vacation. We stayed in a nice motel and met three other couples staying there. During the week, we went golfing and to the beach with them, and I noticed the hot looks the guys were giving my wife and her big tits, even in her conservative bathing suits. On the last night together, the eight of us closed the bar and went back to one of the rooms to continue the party. There was a lot of kissie-feelie going on and I thought something might soon develop - maybe even a wild orgy and I'd finally get my ashes hauled by some new pussy - even if none of the other wives was in my wife's class for looks and body. But we never got beyond the little kisses and the party began to crap out. Some people wanted to crash and some others wanted to go eat at the all-night diner. After we all split up, there was me, my wife, and another guy in the room. This guy had been ogling my wife all week and that night had been trying to grab her tits every chance he got. |