“Slide that in, baby,” Josie cooed at me in her sexiest voice.

“You ready?” I asked her.

“So ready.”

I pushed the DVD into the player as my wife giggled at her double entendre. Josie was all set. Wearing one of her naughtiest outfits, she propped up the pillows for me and kicked back on the California king. I had the remote in hand and there was lube close by.

Sure, some couples might cozy up with popcorn and sodas when they watch a film — but not us. See, my wife and I both enjoy watching porn. This is one of the reasons I knew she was the perfect girl for me when we met. I never hid my desire to watch dirty movies from any of my previous girlfriends. (“Love me, love my porn” was my motto.) Some of my girlfriends had been interested in watching the films with me. Others had been less inclined, but not judgmental. Josie was different. She was my match. Her excitement at viewing XXX-movies actually rivaled my own. With her long shimmering black hair and her perfect hourglass figure, she even looks like a porn star.

Then she went and upped the ante.

I had never confessed to anyone the real reason I liked watching porn. Not that a man needs a reason. But whenever I watched a dirty movie, I always pretended that one of the actresses was my girlfriend — and that I was getting to watch her fuck someone else.

Josie seemed to understand this fantasy without my confessing a single thing. “You like to watch, don’t you, Sam?” she asked me as the credits rolled.

Since we’d just finished watching a movie, I thought that’s what she was talking about. “Sure, you know that’s one of my favorites.”

“I mean, you like watching as an activity. You get off on the voyeuristic aspect,” she said the words in a matter-of-fact way. “I can tell. You especially get off on the movies about people who are watching or being watched.”

I chuckled. Because yes, I did. She was totally right.

“Do you want to watch me?”

I think my heart might actually have stopped and then kick-started again as if someone had jumped me with a jolt of electricity.

“What do you mean?” I managed to ask. I wanted to be entirely certain of what she was offering me.

“Do you want to watch me fuck someone else?” She couldn’t have put the question in plainer English.

I was nodding as she spoke the words. Nodding, saying yes, saying please. “Oh, God, Josie. Yes. If you don’t mind. If you might want to.” I could already see the vision in my head: My beautiful, buxom brunette bouncing on some handsome stranger. He’d have to be good-looking. They’d have to fuck every different way. And I’d have to watch.

She laughed at me as she undressed. When I started to peel off my own clothes, she shook her head at me. “Wait. You watch. You like to watch.”

I stood and went to the other side of the bedroom. I felt physically pinned to the wall by her command, and I remained entirely still as Josie put on a little show for me. She started by undoing the bow at the top of her tiny halter and letting the fabric drop to the rug. Then she turned around, slid the zipper down on her denim miniskirt, and let that scrap hit the floor as well.

Underneath she had on nothing but a tiny cherry-colored thong. I wanted to pluck the floss out from between her ripe asscheeks, but I didn’t dare move. She’d told me to stay. I stayed.

Josie got on the bed facing me and reached for her trusty vibrator. “You wait there,” she said. “Imagine I’ve got a nice, hunky man in bed with me. He’s going to fuck my pussy, Sammy. He’s going to fuck me while you watch. And maybe if you’re good — maybe I’ll let you fuck me after.”

Oh, Jesus, God. I stood where I was. I watched Josie run the tip of her vibrator up and down her pretty panty-covered pussy. I thought I would go out of my head watching and not being able to touch her. She pulled the thong aside and started to fuck her pussy with the vibrator. Her toy was about as long as my cock but thicker. I liked the way her pussy lips looked stretching around that fist-sized rod of plastic.

Then she rolled over and reached into the drawer by the dresser for a butt plug. My cock was leaking pre-come by this point, creating a wet spot on the front of my slacks. Josie got on her hands and knees and faced away from me. She pulled her thong down and oiled up her own asshole, and while I stared at her, she inserted the plug inside herself. I wanted to go forward. I wanted to grip the base of the plug and rock the toy in and out of her. I thought of ignoring her command and diving onto the mattress to play with my pretty wife.

But she seemed to guess what I was thinking, because she gazed at me over her shoulder and made a “tsk” sound with her tongue on the roof of her mouth. “No, no, baby. You stay there. You pretend I have a big cock fucking my asshole. You’re such a dirty boy. You’d like to watch that, wouldn’t you?”

“Yeah,” I told her. “I would. Oh, Josie, I would.”

Then she rolled back over and resumed her in and out games with the vibrator.

“I’ve got my backdoor filled,” she said, fluttering her lashes at me. “And this vibe is stretching my pussy. You can imagine that I’m being fucked by two cocks, can’t you, Sammy? Would you like that, Sammy?”

“Yes,” I told her. “Oh, yes.”

“All right, baby. I’ll help you out. We’ll start with one. You get to watch some nice young man fuck this pussy and this asshole.”

How was she going to make that happen? I didn’t bother to ask. I simply went on my knees and inched closer to the bed, admiring the juicy pussy in front of me and knowing I wasn’t allowed to lick it or spank it or fuck it. Not until Josie said I could.

When she came, she came hard. Harder than I’d ever seen her come before. She shook our waterbed so seriously that the waves rocked her body furiously. Afterward, she let me jerk my cock so that my come sprayed over her tits and her belly. But she wouldn’t let me fuck her.

“That’s for later,” she said. “After him. After you watch.”

I didn’t know my wife had it in her to act like that. Maybe I should have. Maybe I ought to have figured out that watching so many dirty videos was bound to give her ideas. What I definitely did not expect was the e-mail I received the very next morning. The message said to come home at lunchtime and park my truck in the garage. I was to hide in the bedroom closet and make no sounds at all once I was in position.

You can imagine that I got no work done in those hours before noon. Then I hurried home, headed to the closet, and waited.

Was Josie going to put on another solo show for me? Would she make herself come with new toys, maybe? That would have been good enough for me. But suddenly, I heard a male voice. Through the slats in the closet, I saw Josie and one of her friends enter the room. Bill was well built, with short black hair and dark brown eyes. He’d known Josie from their college days, and they’d stayed in touch ever since.

Josie was wearing a tiny bikini top and a pair of booty-hugging short-shorts. “Thanks for coming over,” she said to Bill.

“You sure Sam’s at work?”

“Don’t worry about Sam.”

“Well, then — ” Bill said, and he picked Josie up in his arms and tossed her onto the bed. She said, “Take off your clothes,” and he said, “You first.”

“Same time,” she said, so they did, stripping out of their clothes and then coming together on our waterbed. I already had my dick in my hand. I wondered what would happen if I made noise when I came. Because I could tell I was going to come. I wouldn’t be able to hold on.

“I never forgot what it was like to fuck you,” Bill said.

“That was years ago,” Josie countered.

“But your pussy is amazing,” Bill told her. “I love thinking about you while I jack off.”

“Tell me about it,” Josie said.

I realized what Josie was doing. She was playing out one of our favorite porn movies, the one where the girl does an old flame while her husband watches. She was even echoing some of the actual dialogue. Bill didn’t seem to know because he wasn’t getting his lines right. But that didn’t matter. The fact that Josie was bringing my all-time, number-one porno to life was so romantic. I couldn’t believe that my wife would do something like that for me. I wanted to open the closet door and kiss her right on the mouth. Except that would have spoiled all of her hard work. So instead I stood right where I was and jerked my cock as quietly as I could while Josie started to blow her old friend.

She wasn’t in a position where I could see her right then. I was stuck with a view of Bill’s rear end. This was sweet torture. I could hear the slurping sounds Josie was making as she sucked his cock, but I couldn’t see her mouth on his rod, and I couldn’t watch her eyelids fluttering or cheeks indenting.

It was obvious to me that Josie knew exactly what I was thinking, because she shifted around so that Bill was on the other side and she was closer to the closet. Although I still couldn’t see the junction where her mouth met his dick, I could watch from behind as she bobbed up and down. This act never fails to turn Josie on. After sucking on his cock for several minutes, she started to stroke her pussy. Oh, I would have loved to have gotten behind her and pressed my face to her split. My mouth watered at the thought of her sweet nectar on my tongue. Deprivation worked as an even greater aphrodisiac for me. The fact that I couldn’t swing open the door and join the couple on the bed made my dick harder than it had ever been before.

“You’re so big,” Josie whispered when she paused for a breather. “I want to feel you inside me.”

Bill clearly wanted that, too. Josie choreographed the scene once more, and she flipped so that she was facing the closet — facing me — and she had Bill fuck her doggy-style. I had to bite my bottom lip not to let out a moan. Josie had her eyes wide open, staring right at me as Bill lined up his stiff cock with her slippery, wet hole and plunged inside her.

I could hear the wet sound her cunt made as she swallowed up his cock. My hand became a quiet blur as I jerked my dick as fast as I could. In seconds, I had shot my load all over the inside of the closet. My cheeks burned with embarrassment at what I’d done. I hadn’t been able to stave off my orgasm until Josie had reached hers. I hadn’t been able to hold off at all. The image was too erotic. The noises the couple made were too sexy.

I wondered if I’d unintentionally made a noise of my own, because Josie narrowed her eyes in my direction. Then she pulled off Bill and began to blow him once more, licking her own juices off his dick.

Unsurprisingly, my cock stirred again as I took in this sensual sight. I grew to full mast in a heartbeat based on what happened next. Bill seemed to realize he was safe in the room, that he could take charge if he wanted to. He pushed Josie onto her back and lifted her legs over his shoulders. While I watched, transfixed, he thrust his cock in and out of her hole several times, and then he moved between her legs and licked her pussy. Josie cried out and grabbed fistfuls of his hair. Then she sucked in a deep breath and let it out with a violent shudder. I understood what Bill had done. He had cupped her asscheeks in his hands and was rimming her.

“Oh, yes,” Josie whimpered, letting me know that my guess was spot on. “Tongue-fuck my asshole.”

I licked my palm and started to work my cock again. I was so happy that Bill was making Josie feel good. I love tonguing her cute little pucker. But at this moment, I actually realized I’d rather watch someone else than do the action myself. I had never been this aroused in my life.

Josie was flying pretty high. Her asscheeks were parted for Bill, and she was backing down on his tongue. I got the feeling what was going to happen next, and I had to check myself, quieting my breathing, so I didn’t give away my hiding place. Bill was going to fuck Josie’s high-class ass. Yes, he was. And I, lucky man, was going to watch every second.

“Do you have any lube?” Bill asked, and I could have pushed open the door and grabbed the bottle for him. Of course, that would have ended things in a hurry. Or changed the script in an unexpected way. Maybe another time, I thought to myself as Josie reached into the top drawer on the bedside table and pulled out our lube.

Bill quickly oiled up Josie’s back hole while she held her bottom cheeks wide open for him. He slid in his middle finger, then added his pointer. Josie made whimpering noises to spur him on. Bill seemed to be taking his time. I guessed this was because he’d never fucked Josie’s ass before. He didn’t know the signs that showed she was ready to be plowed. Josie finally said, “Give it to me,” when she could wait no longer. I was sure her pussy was dripping sweetness. Bill first got his dick wet in her snatch. He rocked in and out of her honey-pot several times, and then he positioned his cockhead at her anus.

“Please,” Josie said, and her voice did something to me. A shiver ran all the way down my spine, and I almost felt as if I were the one fucking her. But I wasn’t. Bill put the head of his thick dick against her asshole and then pushed. Josie groaned and I would have, too, except I remembered where I was — the closet — and what she’d told me — be quiet.

I bit the inside of my bottom lip to stifle my own sigh of pleasure, and I squinted hard as Josie started to push back against Bill’s cock. He seemed to be in another state, and I knew he must be feeling her muscles tighten and contract on his dick. I have been on the receiving end of that intense sensation, and I know what sort of pleasure Josie’s ass can bring a man.

Bill held her hips and tried to set the rhythm of the ride, but Josie was in charge all the way. She kept pushing back against him, and I saw that she put one hand between her thighs and began to tweak her clit in time with her motions.

“I want you to come deep in my ass,” Josie said, and I realized she was back to parroting our DVD. The girl in that video had said the same words to her man.

“Yes,” Bill said. Clearly, he wanted that, too.

“Fill me up, baby,” Josie said, “Pound me hard.”

Bill didn’t need further instruction. He rammed into Josie over and over, and then he was coming, spurting deep inside her asshole. Josie had her head down on the mattress, her hips up in the air, and she whinnied her pleasure at being so well fucked. I came again, too, spraying the floor of the closet. I was going to have to get the steam cleaner out after this was over, that’s for sure.

After their foray into anal, my wife and her buddy disappeared into the master bath, and I heard the shower running. The thought of the couple washing themselves beneath the hot spray was a torturous vision for me. I couldn’t see them, but I could imagine what they might be doing. Did he have her up against the cool tiles? Was she giving him a blowjob? Josie kept the shower to the bare minimum. They emerged, wet and glistening, and Josie worked to get him gone. She was a proper hostess, kissing Bill good-bye and telling him she’d be in touch soon, but she was obviously ready for him to depart.

As soon as the front door closed, Josie ran to the closet.

“How was that?” she asked.

My erection could have knocked her down. Josie took one look, and she went on her knees and started to worship my dick. I let her suck the head of my cock for a second or two, but then I had to be inside her. I wanted to feel the warm wetness that Bill had left behind. I could smell him in the bed, and that turned me on even more. I couldn’t stop touching my wife, stroking her all over, seeing in my head the rapturous way she’d looked when Bill had been fucking her.

Josie put on our favorite movie and then she lay back in the sheets. I couldn’t stop myself. I sampled her cunt first, reveling in the way she tasted. New and different, even after her shower. Then I fucked her. I fucked her as if it was our first time. Because in a way, it was.

While the movie played behind us, and the actors said the lines we knew by heart, I enjoyed following in Bill’s footsteps. I fucked her pussy until Josie came on my dick, and then I got the lube and took my turn in her ass. To my supreme delight, Josie was even louder for me than she had been for Bill. I could tell that she was truly aroused, her clit so swollen that my fingers dancing over it brought her to climax after climax.

As the porn stars came on the TV screen, I came in Josie’s ass. I was as loud as they were, crying out in our bedroom as I filled her to the brim with my seed. Panting and damp with sweat, we watched the rest of the movie together in a heightened state of orgasmic bliss.

“That’s one film I’ll never get tired of seeing,” Josie told me.

“And I’ll never get tired of seeing you fuck another man,” I confessed, trailing my fingers over Josie’s beautiful body.

“Aw, you say the sweetest things,” Josie said with smile.

Thankfully, my wife is more than happy to be my favorite porn star.