Missed opportunity?
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Maybe. I could be wrong. Too much and she'll try harder to hide it from her. If she doesn't believe you suspect anything, she's more likely to push boundaries and risk. I think that is what happened before. Too many questions from you and the hovering made her nervous. If you do say something it will have to be calculated.
Ron will, if he hasn't already, regardless of if he knows vette knows. We already know that. Anyone who will be discreet, like Dan, will know. He's very brazen and has no respect for our guy. As soon as @vette19690 gives the signal, we ride at dawn 😆
I'm very curious, and maybe you've answered this, but how close of friends are you and Ron(or how close were you before this)? I ask because I want to know how open he would be to knowing that you know about the initial proposition of the affair and that'd you'd be cool with her playing with him under certain parameters. If you have a cordial conversation with him and get him on the same page, you may be able to approach it from the angle of inviting him over with the intent of him coming onto her after she's relaxed, her being surprised and a little resistant, only for Ron to have her look up or turn around and see you smiling with approval.
She may like your acceptance of and assertiveness over the situation. That you're allowing her to express herself outside the marriage, but only under the parameters you've set. That's part of the Stag/Vixen dynamic. Right now, you're headed down the cheating and/or cuck path and, considering where you posted this thread, that doesn't seem like where you want to be. I actually don't know what country you're in/from, but if you're American, you know our women generally like their husbands to be in control, even of a situation like this. She wants to feel naughty and have a sense of freedom, but also feel safe and led, especially when she's unsure. It's the paradox of the western woman.
A situation like the one above let's you have your fun and her be reminded that you're a man she respects. A man who loves her enough to let her play and who is also confident enough to know she's not going anywhere just because another has her body. I don't know if you read my post about how my wife and I crossed over to playing, but nothing was hotter to her than when I confronted the guy who was trying to lure her into an affair and put him in his place. She was wet as hell, I'm telling you!
Take control, communicate openly and trust me–you, her & Ron will have the most fun! If he doesn't want to keep playing because you're aware of the "affair", but she's now open to the lifestyle, you've just opened the dream scenario where you two now get to pick the guy(s) you play with and they know/agree to the rules from the start. She never has to cheat, feel guilty, etc. Because make no mistake, Ron is trying to cuckold someone in your friend group(didn't someone remark in your OP that yours wasn't the first wife he approached?) When a man not only wants to fuck your wife, but talks about sharing her with his friends without your knowledge or consent, he needs to be put in his place.
If she went expecting or prepared to have sex, I don't think she would have hesitated. She's a Virgo; a planner. I only recall a very few instances when she wet into a situation with anything but a planned outcome. She always seems to get her results.
Ron won't jeopardize his chance(s) with her. If he let's it out, he knows he's done. You'd be a hell of a wing man!!
I'm very curious, and maybe you've answered this, but how close of friends are you and Ron(or how close were you before this)? I ask because I want to know how open he would be to knowing that you know about the initial proposition of the affair and that'd you'd be cool with her playing with him under certain parameters.
We're friends, a little more tan acquaintances, but certainly not close. I don't know how open he'd be to knowing I knew about his original proposition. It would probably scare him, not because we're friends, but because he wouldn't know the potential consequences. I would think he'd happily sacrifice our 'friendship' to get in her panties. It would probably freak him out to know I'd condone him fucking her, at least until his shock was overcome by the thought of her pussy for him
If you have a cordial conversation with him and get him on the same page, you may be able to approach it from the angle of inviting him over with the intent of him coming onto her after she's relaxed, her being surprised and a little resistant, only for Ron to have her look up or turn around and see you smiling with approval.
To not scare him off, she first needs to understand that I'm Ok with her fucking him and I'm not sure about how she thinks about this yet.. She'd have to convince him that I'm Ok with it. I may, at some point, broach it to him, but I don't think he'd deal with it well, coming from me; at least not yet, although I've been thinking about different approaches like this. Like I've been thinking about dropping hints to him about how sexy she really is and how I think she dresses to get his attention. remember at breakfast that first time with him and Dan, he commented on how hot she was and I encouraged his thinking and talking about it.
She may like your acceptance of and assertiveness over the situation. That you're allowing her to express herself outside the marriage, but only under the parameters you've set. That's part of the Stag/Vixen dynamic. Right now, you're headed down the cheating and/or cuck path and, considering where you posted this thread, that doesn't seem like where you want to be.
I have not set any parameters around this at all. I believe she accepted my agreement or consent for what she thinks I know. This has been her (and his) initiative from the beginning. I'm only giving her subtle signals that I'm Ok with her flirting . He's probably not thinking about cuckolding me. her body and pussy is his one and only focus. It may be cheating in her mind now, but I think she's focused more on her fun and dealing with the fallout later. She's confident that whatever she may do, I love her and will accept and forgive whatever she does. She knows me that well.
I actually don't know what country you're in/from, but if you're American, you know our women generally like their husbands to be in control, even of a situation like this. She wants to feel naughty and have a sense of freedom, but also feel safe and led, especially when she's unsure. It's the paradox of the western woman.
I'm from the US, and my wife doesn't really feel like she wants me in control. Like most American women she likes me to feel like I'm in control if it suits her particular need for the moment. If it doesn't, she's got no problem cajoling her way into getting what she wants. She's told me that countless times.
A situation like the one above let's you have your fun and her be reminded that you're a man she respects. A man who loves her enough to let her play and who is also confident enough to know she's not going anywhere just because another has her body.
Exactly
I don't know if you read my post about how my wife and I crossed over to playing, but nothing was hotter to her than when I confronted the guy who was trying to lure her into an affair and put him in his place. She was wet as hell, I'm telling you!
I haven read it yet, but I'll look for it. There doesn't have to be a confrontation here, in fact that might be counterproductive in this dynamic. Again, this is her game (and to a lesser extent his) but she's deciding, maybe every day, what she wants next. She's planning on how to get it, including whether she wants me to know about it or not.
Take control, communicate openly and trust me–you, her & Ron will have the most fun! If he doesn't want to keep playing because you're aware of the "affair", but she's now open to the lifestyle, you've just opened the dream scenario where you two now get to pick the guy(s) you play with and they know/agree to the rules from the start.
This sceneario may play out if/when/ Ron proposes sharing her with Dan. She may or may not be ready for that type of fun and she may not even know if she is.
She never has to cheat, feel guilty, etc. Because make no mistake, Ron is trying to cuckold someone in your friend group(didn't someone remark in your OP that yours wasn't the first wife he approached?) When a man not only wants to fuck your wife, but talks about sharing her with his friends without your knowledge or consent, he needs to be put in his place.
The fact that she never has to feel that she's cheating or feel guilty is the underlying premise behind this whole thing. How do I get the message to her that if I consent, she's not cheating without making her feel guilty? I've been wrestling with this since almost the beginning. My initial reaction to her when she told me (us) that she had been propositioned was her first clue that could be more to this and she was free to explore.
If he needs to be put in his place, never doubt that she will do it without compassion or mercy.
I've tried to explain this as well as I can and it seems a little confusing even to me, but we're working through this to whatever the final outcome may be.
Maybe it's just wishful thinking on my part but I think this is moving to the conclusion the three (or four) of us are anticipating.
We're friends, a little more tan acquaintances, but certainly not close. I don't know how open he'd be to knowing I knew about his original proposition. It would probably scare him, not because we're friends, but because he wouldn't know the potential consequences. I would think he'd happily sacrifice our 'friendship' to get in her panties. It would probably freak him out to know I'd condone him fucking her, at least until his shock was overcome by the thought of her pussy for him
If you have a cordial conversation with him and get him on the same page, you may be able to approach it from the angle of inviting him over with the intent of him coming onto her after she's relaxed, her being surprised and a little resistant, only for Ron to have her look up or turn around and see you smiling with approval.
To not scare him off, she first needs to understand that I'm Ok with her fucking him and I'm not sure about how she thinks about this yet.. She'd have to convince him that I'm Ok with it. I may, at some point, broach it to him, but I don't think he'd deal with it well, coming from me; at least not yet, although I've been thinking about different approaches like this. Like I've been thinking about dropping hints to him about how sexy she really is and how I think she dresses to get his attention. remember at breakfast that first time with him and Dan, he commented on how hot she was and I encouraged his thinking and talking about it.
She may like your acceptance of and assertiveness over the situation. That you're allowing her to express herself outside the marriage, but only under the parameters you've set. That's part of the Stag/Vixen dynamic. Right now, you're headed down the cheating and/or cuck path and, considering where you posted this thread, that doesn't seem like where you want to be.
I have not set any parameters around this at all. I believe she accepted my agreement or consent for what she thinks I know. This has been her (and his) initiative from the beginning. I'm only giving her subtle signals that I'm Ok with her flirting . He's probably not thinking about cuckolding me. her body and pussy is his one and only focus. It may be cheating in her mind now, but I think she's focused more on her fun and dealing with the fallout later. She's confident that whatever she may do, I love her and will accept and forgive whatever she does. She knows me that well.
I actually don't know what country you're in/from, but if you're American, you know our women generally like their husbands to be in control, even of a situation like this. She wants to feel naughty and have a sense of freedom, but also feel safe and led, especially when she's unsure. It's the paradox of the western woman.
I'm from the US, and my wife doesn't really feel like she wants me in control. Like most American women she likes me to feel like I'm in control if it suits her particular need for the moment. If it doesn't, she's got no problem cajoling her way into getting what she wants. She's told me that countless times.
A situation like the one above let's you have your fun and her be reminded that you're a man she respects. A man who loves her enough to let her play and who is also confident enough to know she's not going anywhere just because another has her body.
Exactly
I don't know if you read my post about how my wife and I crossed over to playing, but nothing was hotter to her than when I confronted the guy who was trying to lure her into an affair and put him in his place. She was wet as hell, I'm telling you!
I haven read it yet, but I'll look for it. There doesn't have to be a confrontation here, in fact that might be counterproductive in this dynamic. Again, this is her game (and to a lesser extent his) but she's deciding, maybe every day, what she wants next. She's planning on how to get it, including whether she wants me to know about it or not.
Take control, communicate openly and trust me–you, her & Ron will have the most fun! If he doesn't want to keep playing because you're aware of the "affair", but she's now open to the lifestyle, you've just opened the dream scenario where you two now get to pick the guy(s) you play with and they know/agree to the rules from the start.
This sceneario may play out if/when/ Ron proposes sharing her with Dan. She may or may not be ready for that type of fun and she may not even know if she is.
She never has to cheat, feel guilty, etc. Because make no mistake, Ron is trying to cuckold someone in your friend group(didn't someone remark in your OP that yours wasn't the first wife he approached?) When a man not only wants to fuck your wife, but talks about sharing her with his friends without your knowledge or consent, he needs to be put in his place.
The fact that she never has to feel that she's cheating or feel guilty is the underlying premise behind this whole thing. How do I get the message to her that if I consent, she's not cheating without making her feel guilty? I've been wrestling with this since almost the beginning. My initial reaction to her when she told me (us) that she had been propositioned was her first clue that could be more to this and she was free to explore.
If he needs to be put in his place, never doubt that she will do it without compassion or mercy.
I've tried to explain this as well as I can and it seems a little confusing even to me, but we're working through this to whatever the final outcome may be.
Maybe it's just wishful thinking on my part but I think this is moving to the conclusion the three (or four) of us are anticipating.
Another week
After her episode with him of him on his couch, she seems a little more relaxed or self-assured or something. I think that event might have helped make up her mind about what she wanted or maybe just made her a little hornier. The sex we had right after that was a little out of the ordinary. She seemed to be more enthusiastic or something. I can’t quite describe it. It was just different…better. She seemed to orgasm quicker and I think, for the first time, multiple times.
A couple of days after her meeting with him we were sitting on a couch kind of cuddled together. She started kissing me and pressing her body against mine. She never initiated the sex like that before and now she was doing it me in the same way I had witnessed her and him; her straddling my lap and grinding her pussy against my dick until I was rigid. She even stripped her shirt and bra off just like she did for him.
She NEVER wants sex in the afternoon! She’s strictly a nighttime girl. And when I went to slip my hands down the back of her pants, she stood up. I thought ‘oh ...... it’s over’, but she just shoved her pants and panties off and got my dick out of my zipper. I quickly unbuckled my pants and shoved them down around my knees so she wouldn’t rub her pussy against my zipper. She smiled and sat on me; no foreplay; no messing around, just took me in her.
She was as wet and ready as I’ve ever seen her. She rode me slowly, just the way she likes it. But it was like I wasn’t even there. She was just using my cock for herself. Her eyes were closed and her head was back and she was just bouncing up and down; her breasts rubbing and bouncing against my chest; her hot hard nipples seemingly scorching me. I’m a little embarrassed to say I didn’t; couldn’t last long. Before I could control myself I was cumming inside her; cumming so hard I thought my balls would come out the end of my dick. That seemed to trigger her own cumming. She lowered her face and kissed me, shoving her tongue down my throat as she reached her own orgasm.
She sat there breathing a little heavily with her head on my shoulder and her eyes closed. She finally got up and started to walk away. As I watched her as her tight trim ass swayed and wriggled as she walked towards our bedroom. I thought I saw a dribble of cum run down her inner thigh.
I asked her what the fuck was that? She didn’t even turn around. She just said she needed it and thanks. Then she disappeared into our bedroom.
I heard the shower running so I thought I’d save water and just shower with her, but she turned me away saying she just wanted to enjoy the hot water, so I let her finish and took my own shower. I got some kitchen towels and cleaned up the remnants of our sex and then I finished some mundane tasks, more like busy work for the afternoon and we had dinner. We made our usual dinner talk; nothing about the session we had in the afternoon. We watched TV until I went to bed. She came in later, but I was asleep and didn’t hear her. The next day was just a normal day with me working and her doing her chores and stuff. The previous day never came up in conversation so I did my best to push it out of my mind.
I sat at my desk, thinking about the day before and then it occurred to me. Was it me she was fucking? Or him? Or some faceless dick to satisfy her need? It certainly wasn’t making love, at least as far I could tell. It was just raw sex. That was so uncharacteristic of her. And why did she have that need’ she mentioned?? Was she frustrated or in heat because she’s been teasing herself as well as him?
The next day Ron called me and asked if he could do her a favor. I asked why he didn’t call her. He said he dialed wrong; he hit my contact in his list instead of her. I laughed and told him to try her again. I laughed as I broke the connection. ‘try her again’? Freudian slip?”
He called her and I overheard her laugh and call him a dummy and for him to be more careful. I heard her lower her voice and the word ’text’, but that was all until she raised her voice to normal and said sure she was going anyway and he was more than welcome. I asked her what that was about. She said Ron needed a few things in town and he thought he could do her a favor and pick up anything for her while he was shopping. She told him she didn’t need anything and would be going the next day anyway.
He said he was going in anyway and why didn’t he just pick her up and they could shop together and avoid two trips? She said she tried to decline but he was persistent so she finally agreed. She said he was on his way. She disappeared into our bedroom and came out in a few minutes dressed in a sweatshirt and jeans and snow sneakers because it was beginning to snow with a mix of rain.
Ron showed up about fifteen minutes later, pulled up in front of the garage door, my wife dashed out through the weather and into his big SUV. It looked like he leaned toward her, but she quickly said something to him and buckled her seatbelt. I watched them go down our long twisting driveway and turn toward town.
It was a nasty day outside, but I convinced myself I didn’t want to take a chance and miss anything. The only foul weather gear I have is bright yellow, so I dressed in my camo that was only water resistant, not waterproof and walked to my overlook. I waited for over an hour until I was shivering on the edge of shaking. I was soaked through and nothing had shown up so I reluctantly walked home. I got home and was surprised to see Ron’s SUV parked in front of the garage. I snuck into the house through a basement door. I could hear laughter and even giggling from upstairs in the main part of the house. I stripped out of all my wet clothes and hung them by the woodstove and dressed in sweatshirt and pants I keep down there for just foul weather events like this.
As soon as I was dressed, the sounds from the main floor stopped. I thought I heard a chair move, but I couldn’t be sure. I quietly climbed the steps until I could see into the main area.
Ron had my wife with her ass pressed against the kitchen counter and they were kissing as he humped his crotch against hers. I could almost see their tongues swapping positions in each other’s mouths as she pushed her hands underneath the back of his shirt. I couldn’t be sure but I thought I could hear moaning and heavy breathing. She broke the kiss, saying to him that her husband, me, could walk in an anytime. He laughed quietly saying he saw her lock all the doors and they would hear any key in the lock and have plenty of time. She said something I couldn’t hear and pulled his face to hers, kissing him fiercely.
He pushed her shirt up around her neck followed by her bra that neither bothered to unclasp. Her delicious tits dropped into view and they only bounced once before he fastened his mouth to one, trying vainly to get the entire orb into his mouth. She grabbed the back of his head and held his mouth against her tits as he feasted on her warm pliant flesh. I heard her say he was driving her crazy. I heard him say she was driving him crazy too and she needed to let him fuck her. She moaned quietly and told him that he needed to do what they agreed to before that could happen. He moaned quietly, moved his mouth from her tits and kissed her again. I saw him push the bulge in his pants against her and press harder. It looked like he was cumming in his pants again.
She wrapped her legs around his ass and held his humping hips against her. And then it was over,
I snuck back down the stairs, waited a minute and then called up announcing that I was home; I was changing my wet clothes and would be up in a minute. I smiled to myself as I heard the scurrying of feet.
I got upstairs and found Ron sitting at the counter, discreetly hiding his lap from me. I acted surprised to see him and told him I didn’t see his SUV since I came in from a different direction and didn’t want to drag my wet feet across the floors.
Just then my wife walked in and asked me about when I got home and how I got in to the house. I told her I’d been out walking in the woods; just got back; reminded her about the basement entrance and told her about how I had decided to change before I got the floors all wet. I saw her give Ron an ‘oh $hit’ glance before she turned back to me and asked why I had been out in the bad weather. I told her the fresh snow now sticking to the ground made wildlife spotting easier, but I didn’t see anything.
Ron stood up, trying to keep his back to me saying he had to get home. My wife walked him to the door; unlocked it; and stepped outside onto the covered porch with him. He called good-bye to me over his shoulder as she closed the door behind them.
I saw them through a window having a short but animated discussion before she kissed him on the cheek and said good-bye.
When she came back in, I asked her how long she’d been home. She said they just got in before they (she) heard me call up from the basement. She said she had gone in the bedroom to change since she’d gotten wet. She said the weather had been miserable and she appreciated him driving her to town instead of having to drive in that weather herself. I told her I would have driven her, but she said since he was going anyway, so why should I inconvenience myself.
She fixed dinner and shortly after, she said she wasn’t feeling well like she was coming down with a cold. She went to bed while I watched TV. I couldn’t tell you what I watched, since I kept replaying what I had seen over and over in my mind with a stubborn hardon for company.
When I woke the next morning, she was already up. I found her in the kitchen with a cup of tea. I poured myself a cup of coffee that she had already prepared. I sat next to her. I couldn’t help peeking down the front of her robe into her cleavage, again reliving what I had seen yesterday; how he had enjoyed those very breasts. I let my eyes slip down to her crossed legs in her partially open robe; those legs that she had wrapped around his waist as he pushed his cock against her. I wondered if she had panties on then or now.
She caught me day dreaming and laughed as she asked me what I was zoned out about. I grinned back at her and told her she was looking sexy. She laughed and punched me in the arm.
I asked her how she was feeling. She told me that whatever seemed to affect her last night was gone. She said she had an idea about my birthday which was in a week or so. She thought we’d invite the neighbors over for birthday cake, drinks and coffee. I smiled and said I would love it.
We have a tradition that a small group of us go out to dinner for each birthday in our group of six birthdays. Ron ins not in that group of six. She wanted to invite some of the other neighbors and I said I liked the idea and thanked her. So we were going to have another get together. I can’t wait to see if I have to wait that long to possibly see them together again.
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This whole episode seems very risky for them. Do you think it all happened because you weren’t there at the moment?
What do you think he agreed to do before he can nail her?
Yup. I think it happened because they found the house empty and figured they would hear me before I saw them. She locked the doors consciously for their privacy. I don't know why they decided to use my house, unless they got caught up in the moment. She seems to be taking greater and greater risks and I don't know why.
I have NO idea what conditions or requirements or limits she has on his getting her pussy.
I have NO idea what conditions or requirements or limits she has on his getting her pussy.
I have NO idea what conditions or requirements or limits she has on his getting her pussy. It's got to be frustrating her too?.
Maybe an std check ? My current gf made me do one before we started dating as she knew I had sex with women previously
Maybe , but I would think that an std check would have been done before this? We're all (except for Ron) married and all have annual physicals since we're all beyond our 30's and all more or less health conscious so no one in our 'group' wants to be accused or guilty of causing THAT kind of problem.
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