Elizabeth Grey - Use My Wife - Cuckold Sex Stories

"Nick!... that is not something you should saying to me." Valentin admonished him gently.

"I am sorry Mr. Plummer... she is just looking so good in the yoga pants." He responded nervously.

"But... you are right... she does look good." Valentin's voice was filled with pride. "I have to do some work now and your friends must be missing you... not a word to anyone about what happened today."

"I won't... don't want others to know how dumb I was." Nick chuckled.

He watched Nick go down to the basement and then headed to his office. As he sat staring at the computer screen, Greta walked in. "Do you want anything from the store?" She asked.

"No... I am good." He smiled at her and reached for her hand. Then he pulled her onto his lap, making her straddle him.

"Happy now?... I thought his eyes were going to burn a hole in my clothes." She said pointedly.

"Yes he could not keep his eyes off... a lot of other guys will be checking you out at the store too." He said lustily.

"Don't say that honey... now you are making me so self-conscious about wearing yoga pants... you are making it sound so bad... as if I am a hussy wearing this to flaunt myself."

"No that is not it honey... I just wanted you to be self aware... you are just looking so hot... don't be self-conscious... you should be proud you have such a sexy body... nothing wrong in showing it off, be a little bit of a tease."

"So that is what I am being... a tease?... you want your wife to be a tease?" She asked.

"You already are a tease my love... when you wear those ass hugging dress pants to work... tight tops with slight cleavage... tight skirts... you wear those to look sexy... you look so tantalizing, that is how you get a guy like Scott to hit on you... you want to look sexy for others." He said with a smile.

She accepted what were husband was saying to be true. "But I also want to look sexy for you baby." She added.

"I know sweetheart." Saying that he took his luscious ass cheeks into his hands and kissed her. She felt his hardness rubbing on her crotch.

"You are again hard." She said with a surprise. "You are becoming insatiable." She truly liked this hunger her husband has for her. "But hold on to it for later... I will be back soon." She paused then asked. "Do you want to come with me to the store?"

"No... I have to get some things done... you go." He responded.

Valentin needed some time alone. Seeing Nick wrapping his wife's panties around his black cock had inflamed his depraved desires even more. Thoughts had been creeping into his mind for the past couple of months about really watching his wife being ravished by another man. That is the reason for his re-discovered lustful desires for his wife.

He had read about hotwifing, husband sharing his wife with another man. But he had never thought that is something he would ever want. All he had desired previously was some exhibitionism by his wife, her being playful and flirtatious with other men. Just do some roleplay about his wife being with another man.

But now did he want more? This question brought about all kinds of contrasting emotions to his befuddled mind.

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Later at night he again made love to his wife. After the sex, Greta said to him gleefully, "I cannot believe it that we have had sex three times today... last time we did something like this was when were in high school."

"Yes... I wish I could go again... I know you wouldn't mind if I could give it to you one more time." He said with a grin.

"God!... you are so bad!" She exclaimed. "You make me sound like a nymphomaniac."

"Not a nymphomaniac babe... you are just a sensual, passionate woman who enjoys sex." He responded sincerely as he spooned her and kissed her neck, cheek. Feeling very bashful she just squeezed her husband's arm not saying anything. Her husband was right, she would not mind.

The following morning by the time Valentin woke up Greta was about to leave for work and Greg had already left for school. Greta was wearing a grey skirt suit. The jacked came down to her waist and the skirt ended just above her knees. Valentin liked the way the skirt tightly hugged her round hips, outlining her ass.

She was pouring coffee in the travel mug when she heard her husband whistle. Smiling she said, "Hmmm... it seems you approve of what I am wearing."

"Oh yeah!... you look very nice... Scott will be pleased."

"I don't care about him... I dress up for you." She turned around to face Valentin. "Did your mind fall into the gutter as soon as you woke up."

"What can I say you make me feel randy." He chuckled and pulled her into his arms. "I love you so much." Saying that he kissed her gently.

She giggled. "Okay let me go now you lecherous man... otherwise I will get stuck in traffic."

"So... are you going to have some fun?" He asked with hesitation.

She stared at her husband for a moment and then said, "I don't know baby... as I said, I will try to do what you want, try to be more open... but you know this is not as simple as you stated... it is just not flirtatious talk, guys admiring, desiring me." She paused. "Guys like to flirtatiously touch also, grope... are you going to be okay with that?" She challenged him.

Valentin felt uneasy but at the same time it got his pulse racing. "I think a little bit of touching is okay... I will be okay with it baby."

"Forget about it... that is not going to happen." She shook her head in disapproval.

After a bit of pause she said, "But you know... the way I acted with Nick yesterday was really inappropriate... I am almost twice his age, a married woman." She said with regret but also feeling a tingle in her spine.

"Yes I understand that baby." Valentin said feeling a little bit guilty himself. Remembering how he got turned on after seeing Nick wrapping his wife's panties around his cock.

"I have to go now... see you in the evening." She kissed him and left.

Once she reached work, she got busy with the daily grind and the talk she had with her husband was forgotten. But later in the afternoon she ran into Scott in the cafeteria of her office building. Again he was flirtatious with her and she was more accepting of his attention today, she sat down with him to have lunch.

He is an aggressive jock type of guy. She had dated a similar kind of good looking jock type in college but quickly ended the relationship after finding him to be very shallow with a big ego.

"So have you reconsidered about letting me take you out for dinner?" Scott smiled charmingly. He is an attractive man with a fit body and is in his early fifties.

Pointing at her engagement and wedding rings she said, "I thought we had reached a consensus that I am a married woman and you should not be asking me out." She responded with a playful smile.

"Hey... we only established that you are a beautiful married woman... and a married woman can go for dinner with a friend." He countered.

"Yeah of course that is all you think of me as... just a friend." She said with feigned sarcasm.

As they ate their lunch they continued the flirty banter. Scott had sensed a change in her demeanor lately and felt good about it. There were incidental touches initiated by him which Greta had expected but it still gave her goosebumps. His knees touched hers, his hands touched her shoulders, arms and even held her hand for a bit. She enjoyed his attention and the feeling of being courted, pursued.

"I gotta go now... I have a meeting." She remembered when glanced at her watch.

"Oh come on... miss it... I will be lost here without you." Scott said with a smile.

"Oh you know how to find your way... I bet you will find another woman to ply your wiles on." She said with a grin as she stood up.

"So that is what you think I was doing?... I am shocked Greta... I really care about you... really care about that hot, tight body of yours." He whispered boldly to her. "That skirt looks real nice... very nice." Lustily he ran his eyes over her rear.