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It was our first day in Cancun, Mexico back in 2002, Dianne and I walked back to our hotel room after a long day at the beach.

Don was suspicious of the changes he saw in his wife. She had gone back to work after their youngest had started high school.

This morning I woke up early and walked naked downstairs to the dressing room. There as always were the garments my Wife had laid out for me in a perfect order.

I awoke from a deep sleep to hear squeaking sounds coming from the living room. I arose from the bed rubbing my eyes. I stumbled down the dark hall, drawing closer to the sounds. I quietly stepped to the corner and stopped to peek around. I had found the source of the noise.

When Brian regained consciousness some time later, he was spread-eagled and bound to the corners of Stacey’s bed.

“He’s fucking someone else Jen, the son of a bitch” Kathy said as she cradled her coffee. “How do you know? Are you sure?” “Well these certainly aren’t mine.” Kathy replied as she placed a thin, sheer black panty with lace trimmings on the table.

If I had to pinpoint when it started, it was probably during the company Christmas party. My wife and I had flown out to California for the big year end celebration that the company gave for all of their top executives.

My wife, Chris, is a beautiful blonde, 45 year old. She has a great body, 5′ 6″ with full 36 C boobs, and an infectious personality.

Although Zahida was about 35 years old now after being married for 15 years, she did not look a day older than 28. I had dreamt about her for the last 12 years.

For a long while now I have been excited by the idea of my wife having sex with another man, sure it’s a fantasy but it’s a very powerful one. I have asked my wife what she thought of the idea and found that her feelings change with her moods.