Our sex life improved after this, with Ray eating me out after fucking me
becoming a regular part of our love making. We were also having sex more often.
I was wearing sexier clothes and this seemed to have an effect on Ray,
especially when we had been out for the evening and other men had been getting
glimpses of my exposed thighs and, on one occasion, my stocking tops and
perhaps my panties.

When we got home in the evening I always brought the subject up of the other
men who had been looking at me. I knew now that this excited him and I knew
that I was going to get fucked when he got me home. I must admit to teasing Ray
as I told him about the men looking at my body, I even made up instances to
tell him about when nothing had actually happened. I was really just leading
him on till I got him to let me fuck with another man. I knew with the
attention that I was now getting from men that I could have my pick whenever I
wanted, but I wanted to do it with Ray's agreement.

I felt that it was time now to move Ray onto the next stage in my plan. I
stopped him having intercourse with me, we still had sex, quite often in fact
as my flirting and teasing with other men aroused Ray so much, but I got him to
masturbate himself while I watched or I would do it for him on rare occasions.
I also began to tease him, gently at first, about his penis. I started
introducing words such as Olittle' and Osmall' as I spoke about his cock,
telling him to wank his little cock as he licked my pussy.

It sounds cruel but Ray seemed to love it, and his fist would be a blur as he
wanked himself off. I always made sure he cleaned up properly after he came and
this would mean licking up his spunk from wherever he had shot it, whether it
was the bed, the carpet or just into his hand. I knew that I had full control
over Ray now and that he would go along with anything that I wanted.

It was while Ray was between my thighs one evening, his tongue up my pussy that
I decided to push him one stage further. I was having trouble reaching an
orgasm and was getting frustrated so I pushed Ray away and told him to fetch me
his magazines from his office. His face was a picture, like a little boy caught
with his pants down. He tried acting innocent at first, denying all knowledge
of them, but when I insisted, he went away red faced and got them.

As he handed them to me I decided to tease him further by asking him if he
enjoyed reading about wives playing around and wondered if it turned him on. He
denied it at first but then admitted that he found it interesting when I
pointed out that all the magazines were open at pages relating to wife
watching. I got Ray to talk about it for a while and we read some of the
letters together. I then told him I'd like to watch him wank as he read them
out loud to me. He seemed keen and as he read I watched his hand jerking up and
down his little penis.

My own hand strayed down to my clit and we masturbated together as Ray read out
the letters. We came at the same time, Ray shooting his load across my legs as
my fingers brought me to a shuddering orgasm.

It didn't take much after this to get Ray to admit that he would like me to
fuck other men. I said that I would do it for him so long as he wouldn't get
jealous and would still love me and to prove it he would have to lick my pussy
afterwards. Ray agreed, and I was like the cat that had the cream. My husband
wanted me to screw around and would be there for me afterwards to clean me up
with his tongue, what more could a young girl want?

It was two weeks later that I was unfaithful to Ray for the first time, and it
was great. A girl friend from work was having a small party at her apartment
and she invited Ray and I, however I told Ray that I wanted to go alone, and he
agreed. I spent over an hour getting ready, with Ray helping me to get dressed.
I found it a special thrill to let Ray pick my underwear for my evening out,
with both of us knowing and hoping that another man would be removing it later
that night.

When I got to my friend Katie's apartment everyone assumed that Ray and I had
had an argument, but I told them that I had left him at home with some chores
to do, which was true, and that he was quite happy for me to go out on my own
and enjoy myself. Some of the guests found this strange and others found it
amusing, but most of the men saw it as a green light to try and chat me up,
which was great. I knew most of the people there as most of them were from work
so we got along well and by the time I had the fourth or fifth drink brought to
me I was feeling quite light headed.

I believe that I was the only girl on her own at the party and so I had my
choice of all the single men and was never short of a dancing partner. As the
drinks flowed so the inhibitions were lost and the men wasted no time in
groping me as we danced or chatted. I could feel myself getting wet as one man
after another nuzzled my ear or ran his hands over my ass.

I wasn't very choosy that evening and went to the bedroom with the first man
who asked me. I decided not to get undressed and let Geoff fuck me with my
skirt pulled up around my waist. I took off my panties as he dropped his
trousers around his ankles. He was bigger than Ray and it hurt a bit as he
pushed his cock into me, actually it hurt more than when Ray took my virginity
on our wedding night. It didn't take Geoff long to cum, but just the extra
length and width of his cock had made me cum twice before he pumped me full of
his seed.

There wasn't much romance about it. As soon as he finished Geoff rolled off me
and pulled his trousers back up. He kissed me on the lips and thanked me, which
I thought was nice and I just lay there with my legs apart and his warm cum
running down the crease of my bum as he went back to join the party. I lay
there for a few minutes savouring the feeling of having been fucked properly at
last, Ray had never been able to make me cum when we fucked, I always had to
use my fingers or, lately, get Ray to use his tongue on me.

It was when I sat up and tried to straighten out my clothing that I noticed two
things. The first was that Geoff had taken my panties with him, presumably as a
souvenir, and the second was that I now had a large, wet cum stain on the back
of my skirt. I tried to clean myself up as much as possible but it was quite
obvious from looking at me what had happened.