Michelle's New Boyfriend Ch. 01

It'd taken me about twenty minutes to get ready. Now it was Michelle's turn. She went in the bedroom and closed the door. I sat daydreaming about her naked body as I heard the shower running. Then it stopped and I started to get a little nervous. Tonight I was meeting her cowboy. He seemed pretty glamorous compared to a Building Inspector, even if I was the manager of the department.

It doesn't seem fair that women can take two or three times the amount of time to get ready as it takes a man. I guess that I'd seen often enough that the wait was more than worthwhile. Didn't make it any easier though. In fact, the anticipation made it even harder, not knowing what she planned for tonight but pretty sure it'd be something pretty special.

I thought this time I'd be ready for her when she came out of the bedroom. I wasn't! I'd completely forgotten about that dress, one I'd bought for her before she went to Seattle with Mike; the silk, wrap-dress. I realized I hadn't ever seen her in it, except the picture of her and Mike together. She couldn't wear a bra with it and it was definitely apparent. I think except for Jacqui's gold dress she'd worn at the exotic dance club, this was by far the sexiest thing she'd ever worn in public.

I couldn't take my eyes away from her as she walked to the car in front of me. It was short, falling well above her knees, strapless and draping just over her breasts, leaving her nipples very prominent. I approved. I thought Shaun would approve too. I absolutely loved this new exhibitionist side to my wife!

ooOoo

We picked up Shaun at his house a little after seven thirty. His house was nice, but nothing spectacular, probably not as nice as ours. Our reservations were at seven forty five. When we went in, I asked the receptionist for one of the back booths. She led us through the maze to a table near the back wall. If you haven't read my other stories describing the Black Angus, it's a quiet restaurant with the booths separated from each other by about three quarter height partitions so each booth gives a feeling of privacy. Michelle and I love it. It's our favorite restaurant in Kennewick. They serve fantastic steaks as well!

Shaun slid in first, with Michelle between us. The young lady asked what we'd like to drink and we told her, ice tea for me and Shaun and Michelle wanted a strawberry lemonade. She left us with menus and said our waitress would bring the drinks shortly.

After she left, I reminded Michelle what she'd said earlier, that she'd tell me about last night at dinner. She said to wait till our drinks got there and we'd talk about it. Shaun took a little gulp when she said that. Michelle noticed it and smiled. Oh, by the way, Shaun definitely seemed to be approving of Michelle's dress. He didn't seem to be able to take his eyes off of her.

While we were waiting for drinks, Michelle was introducing me and Shaun. She had very briefly in the car, but now was telling each of us a little about the other. As she talked, she very inconspicuously took my left hand, pulling it under the table onto her leg. Her dress had slipped open quite a bit (intentionally?) and I felt the top of her lacy, thigh-high stockings. My hand inadvertently ventured a bit higher until I discovered she was au-naturel under her dress. The same as she was the only other time she'd worn it with Mike. My fingers just grazed the edge of her pussy lips, spreading her slightly and rubbing just inside her. I knew from how wet she was that she was very aroused, but she wasn't letting on at all what was happening under the table. When the waitress brought our drinks I reluctantly left her in order to put equal in my tea.

Shaun didn't use any sweetener, tough guy I guess. He was also left handed apparently as he drank with his left hand. His other hand had ventured under the table without me realizing it. I felt Michelle's leg open up just a little and I had a pretty good idea where Shaun's hand was.

She finally started to talk about last night, "You were asking about last night. I think it would be safe to say we both enjoyed it."

"Tell me a little about it, what did you do?"

"When I got there, Shaun was just finishing making a taco salad. But before we ate, he demonstrated that he can kiss really well."

An inspiration hit me, "Think you can demonstrate?"

She looked at me kind of quizzically, "You mean now?"

"Yeah, why not, we're pretty private."

Michelle looked at Shaun. I could see want in her eyes. She leaned over to him, closed her eyes and her lips touched his. As she kissed him, she scooted over closer and their kiss deepened. Michelle's mouth opened and she began to devour Shaun, one hand in his hair and the other on the back of his neck pulling him tighter to her, tongues obviously traveling back and forth. Neither noticed when the waitress appeared to take our order. She stood there waiting, obviously enjoying the treat going on in front of her. As she watched, I took my left hand and showed her the ring on my finger and pointed to Michelle, silently mouthing the words, "Her boyfriend," pointing to Shaun. Shaun took one hand and gently massaged one of Michelle's breasts, pinching her nipple, causing Michelle to moan into his mouth. When Michelle finally opened her eyes and saw the waitress standing there, she turned a very bright shade of red, blurting out, "Oh, I'm sorry!"

The waitress, Trisha on her nametag, replied, "Oh no problem, I was very much enjoying watching you and your boyfriend," winking at me. Then she returned to the actual business at hand, "Are you ready to order?" I looked at Trisha with what I hoped she'd see as a little more than a professional gaze; she looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties, blonde hair, pretty face, very nice boobs. Her face blushed just a little as I was looking at her.

We'd already decided what we wanted, so I used my 'sultry' voice, telling her that I'd like the rib steak, medium rare and my wife (emphasizing the 'my wife') would like the same. We went through the selection of salads, baked potato and so on before Shaun ordered pretty much the same thing, except rare instead of medium rare.

After Trisha walked away, I had a moment to think while Michelle was recovering her dignity. I knew my wife was smoking hot tonight. I loved how she was discovering her sexual power. So much has changed in our lives over the last year and I don't ever want to go back. This lust she could create in another man simply overwhelmed me with pride and excitement.

After Michelle recovered slightly, she poked me in the ribs and whispered to me, "You did that on purpose!"

"Honest, I had no idea she was going to pick right then to come by."

"That was embarrassing! And I wonder, what was that gaze you were giving her?"

"Well, she'd just watched my sexy wife pretty seriously making out with another guy and I thought she was cute!"

"Careful Bud, or Jacqui might hear about it."

I wasn't really too scared that Jacqui would take offense to my appreciating a pretty girl, the same as I wasn't too concerned about Michelle. However, I wanted the conversation back on Michelle and Shaun. "It looked like you and Shaun were enjoying yourselves a lot more than I was, drooling over our waitress! Not that I didn't enjoy that little show. Made me hopeful what else you might want to demonstrate. Anything else Shaun does particularly well?"

"Mmhmm, but we're not going to demonstrate here, it would probably get us kicked out."

"Later?" I asked

Michelle said, "Oh definitely later!"

I couldn't help myself but ask Shaun, "Anything in particular that you noticed Michelle does well?"

Shaun grinned, "Well she's a passable kisser." That got him a little elbow to the ribs. "She seems to strip really well! She likes my cooking so far and my daughter; she's an incredible tease." Then he looked directly into Michelle's eyes, his lips only a few inches from hers and said, "She makes love really, really well!"

I could see the lust forming on Michelle's face. I knew the last part to be especially true and if it wouldn't get us kicked out, she'd undoubtedly love to demonstrate his last declaration.

Our conversation turned a little less risqué and Shaun told me a little about his business. He does research and interviews during the week, sometimes flying across the country just for a face to face interview with a rodeo star. He broadcasts from his little studio in his house every Saturday morning and has contracts with several rodeos as their announcer. I could certainly understand why he was good at what he did, his voice was low and very masculine. Exactly how you'd expect someone in rodeo to sound. Michelle had already told me how sexy she thought his voice was.

He told me that this morning's broadcast was a little distracting. "I usually get up around five to make sure everything's ready. I'm live to forty seven stations at seven. This morning I was already late when I woke up because of not getting much sleep during the night and I have this beautiful, hazel-eyed, naked female wanting to make love with me. I wanted to, but air time was in less than hour and I had a lot to do. When Michelle sat up in bed, her bare breasts were a little distracting while I was trying to get dressed."

"Then when I had everything lined up and ready, about five minutes till air time, she comes in my studio and sits on my desk wearing that little bandage of a nightgown. Here I am trying to not watch her as I go on the air and she's sitting a few feet in front of me playing with her nipples, making them harder and harder."

Michelle chimed in, "I guess that's the beauty of radio. He never wavered his voice, I could see his eyes all over me, but his voice never changed."

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of that. That was when I realized Shaun's hand was under the table again when Trisha brought our food. Pretty sure she noticed how erect Michelle's nipples were. I certainly did! I couldn't help but poke at Michelle a little, so I asked Trisha, just loudly enough for Michelle and Shaun to hear me, "You busy later, want to join us?"

I wondered what I'd have done if she'd said she would! But, alas, she grinned and said she didn't think her boyfriend would quite approve. Not married. Hmmm!

As I sat eating and watching Shaun and Michelle flirting, I couldn't help but think what a dangerous game we're playing. I love Michelle so much and yet I keep pushing her into the arms of another man and enjoying it. Now, instead of that man being two hundred miles away in a city that Michelle despises, he's down the street a couple miles. She can go to him anytime. She could move in with him without even disrupting her work. That danger made her being with him even more exciting to me. I knew that this time I actually wanted them to fall in love with the emotions that Jacqui and I have together. I knew the stronger the emotions, the better the sex and the better the sex, the stronger the emotions became, a vicious, wonderful circle. I wanted Michelle's sex with Shaun to be perfect. I wanted everything Michelle did with Shaun to be perfect. I wanted her to love him and him her. Just to prove how strong her love for me was? I didn't know for sure, except maybe I'm a drug addicted fruitcake! I knew I was going to do everything I could to encourage a steamy love affair between Michelle and Shaun.

Over the last year, since our first foray into 'wife sharing' with Mike, I've read lots of stories on Lush and elsewhere about men who enjoyed sharing their wife with other guys. I knew there was some degree of truth in them and the excitement could be real after I watched Michelle that night with Alec in Kodiak. If I hadn't experienced it firsthand, I'd have believed they were just fantasy stories with no basis in reality. Then during Michelle's affair with Mike I really came to understand the reality of the stories and the excitement of another man lusting for my wife and her for him. I think all of the ones I've read however just wanted to share their wife physically, which is exactly what I did with Alec and then Mike. I came to understand the extreme excitement of knowing about and even watching my wife with another man. But I was always afraid of that deep emotional attachment. With Mike, I encouraged Michelle to become emotionally attached with him, but cautioned her that if she ever felt she was crossing that line with love that she needed to break it off with him. That's exactly what she finally did when he couldn't accept that she was committed to me. With Shaun that doesn't seem like enough. I want Michelle to develop a real, long lasting emotional commitment, even love with Shaun. He seems like the perfect guy, perfect lover for Michelle. It scares me badly but it is what it is and I can't control it. It's like this addiction I have has gone totally berserk.

With all that in mind, I enjoyed watching Michelle and Shaun flirting together immensely. I was looking forward to what might happen later tonight, no matter what it might be!

Trisha was certainly very prompt to keep our ice tea and strawberry lemonade full during our meal and making sure we didn't need anything. It was fun flirting with her a bit when she stopped at our table, telling her silly little jokes, making sure she knew my eyes were for her as a pretty and sexy lady, not just as a waitress.

I knew that much of the night, Shaun was fondling my wife under the table. Trisha knew it as well, the way she'd glance over at us whenever she walked past; the 'knowing' smile she seemed to be giving us; the little bit of blush on her face when she stopped at our table.

I think earlier Michelle had only wanted me to know she was bare so I'd know what Shaun would be doing. I kept my own hands a respectable distance, allowing Shaun and Michelle to enjoy each other. I was pretty sure that was exactly why she wore what she wore. I wondered how close Shaun had brought her to an actual orgasm at the table. There were a couple times that Michelle closed her eyes and seemed to be trying hard to control herself.

Shaun picked up the check for the meal. He said he thought it was the least he could do. I gave Trisha a very nice tip, although I think she enjoyed serving us enough to feel she didn't need any tip at all. On the way out, I let Shaun hold Michelle's hand. The man looked like he simply adored my wife. I gave Trisha a little wave as she was waiting on another table on our way out. Loved her grin!

As we walked to the car something hit me that I hadn't even thought about earlier. A year ago, before Mike and before Jacqui, I'd never have imagined having enough courage to flirt with a waitress as I just had with Trisha! I discovered it was fun, not so difficult and I think she enjoyed it too.

ooOoo

The drive home was déjà vu all over again. I drove home and watched my wife and Shaun necking in the back seat. I'd learned that Michelle's cowboy was definitely a very sexually oriented creature and he didn't mind her husband watching. He slipped the strap off Michelle's shoulder and spent most of the way home either sucking on her nipple or kissing her, pretty steamy kisses too!. By the time we got home the tent in both our pants was pretty impossible to hide.

When we got inside, Michelle didn't pull out a movie to watch like she did with me and Mike that night. She'd pulled her dress back up so she was dressed to get from the car to the house and as soon as we were inside, said she needed to get more comfortable and went to our bedroom. Shaun and I were both so aroused by that point that there was no way we wanted to do anything else except be with her.

It only took Michelle a few minutes to open the bedroom door and rejoin us. I think she was as anxious as we were for what was to come. I groaned. She had on her silk nightie, the one from our wedding night that she only wears on special occasions. It hadn't even been out of the drawer since Jacqui wore it for me one night about eight or nine months ago. She knew full well what wearing that special gown would do to me, stoke my jealousy and my libido at the same time, not to say Shaun's libido. After that dress Michelle wore and now this revealing little baby doll nightie, I didn't think I could take much more.

Michelle smiled at me and went to Shaun, sitting on his lap and kissed him. I heard her ask him if he wanted to play a little game. I'd learned that Michelle's 'games' can be anything but little. At this point, Shaun was pretty much agreeable to anything she wanted. She didn't elaborate and my curiosity was nearly killing me.

When Shaun agreed, my wife slid off his lap onto the floor in front of him. She unsnapped his pants and slid them and his undies down off of him and tossed them aside. Shaun was very well endowed, which I kind of expected of a cowboy. Don't really know why, but I did. He was obviously fully erect. Then, she parted his legs and lowered her mouth to him, snaking her tongue over the tip of his cock, drawing it down his underside, then stretching her beautiful lips around him. He was quite a lot bigger than what she was used to. Then the wet sounds of her sucking, drawing it in her mouth and back out again, sucking on just the tip so that it hollowed out her cheeks, her eyes looking straight into his.

Shaun closed his eyes and groaned his enjoyment. After a couple minutes of this exquisite torture, Michelle drawing him fully into her mouth and throat, then back out again several times, Shaun was starting to grimace and thrusting into her like he was very near to an orgasm. Just when it seemed like he was at the end of his endurance, she pulled away from him getting a huge groan, and said, "Now, it's my turn." She stood up and let Shaun slip her silk panties down off her hips. My wife climbed up on the couch in front of Shaun, spread her legs on both sides of his head and lowered her pussy to his waiting mouth. Shaun was only too eager as she ground herself into his mouth, groaning and pulling his head into her as if to force his tongue deeper into her.

I was sitting there totally mesmerized, watching my beautiful wife writhing her pelvis into Shaun's face. My cock was just about at the maximum stress point and Michelle was obviously near her point of no return, breathing rapidly and unsteadily. When she braced herself and pulled away from him, she said, "Now, I think we're both ready, the game begins."

Neither of us knew yet what she meant. She looked over at me and told me, "Honey, the kitchen timer is on the coffee table. It's set for five minutes. When I tell you, hit the 'start'." I hadn't noticed it before, but there it was. She'd obviously planned this out and gotten it ready early this afternoon. Michelle lowered herself down onto Shaun, gripping his cock in her hands, spreading the slippery pre-cum that he'd been emitting and guided it into her waiting and eager pussy, but only about an inch, until his cock head was just inside her, but no further. "Now," she told me, "Start the timer."

As it finally dawned on me and Shaun what her goal was, I was incredulous! Did she think that after what they'd just done, that they could maintain this position for five minutes? Apparently, that was her plan as she told Shaun, "No more penetration, but everything else is fair game, until the timer goes off."

Shaun's eyes got huge when he realized what she was doing and what she expected of him. He groaned out, "Sweetheart, I'm so close, I can't do this!"

Michelle groaned a little and told him, "Yes you can. If I can do it, so can you. Just tell me before you're going to come" Then, with both of them so turned on it must have been unbearable and Shaun's cock just penetrating inside Michelle's pussy lips, she pulled his mouth to hers and kissed him, passionately, tongues in and out, sucking on his bottom lip, both apparently doing their best to force the other to submit to the temptation of driving themselves together. Michelle unbuttoned Shaun's shirt, pushing it off him as she was possessed with her lust. Shaun's hands wrapped around my wife, under the silk, holding her tightly. Both their faces clearly showing the rapture and strain they were both feeling. And this within the first few seconds! It was obvious that five minutes of this was going to be an eternity!