The first step was persuading his downhearted wife that at 45 she was at the peak of her sexual desirability. From there it took on a life of its own —

When my wife hit 45, it was like her world had fallen out from under her. All of a sudden Suzanne was down on herself, saying how her best years were behind her and she was over the hill.

The thing is, it was all nonsense! She has always been attractive, and always got and still gets the attention of guys, but she’s always had this mental blind spot to it. I assured her she was still very desirable and had only gotten better with age, but she called me a liar and said that since I’m her husband I was only being nice. And the more I insisted, the more depressed she got.

It became so bad, it started affecting our marriage. That was when I came up with a solution that would prove that Suzanne still had what it took to catch a guy’s interest. I explained to her that she was going to have to do exactly what I said in order for it to work. After a bit of resistance she gave in.

Like I said, I knew men were interested in Suzanne, and among them were two guys from our neighborhood, Shawn and Alan, who had recently graduated from high school and had just asked me if I had any odd jobs they could do to earn some extra money. At the time I hadn’t come up with anything, but now I wanted them around, so I told them they could clean the yard.

I informed Suzanne that these boys who I knew were hot for her would be coming over. She was in more disbelief than ever that two guys so young would have any interest in an “old woman,” but I assured her they did and I could prove it.

I would arrange things so Shawn and Alan knew I was at work and she would be lying out in a special tanning bikini I had picked up for her which showed an ungodly amount of skin — her tits would be practically falling out. She’d pretend to have forgotten they were coming over and ask them if they wouldn’t mind if she stayed outside while they cleaned up. She’d wear a pair of sunglasses so she could pretend to read a book while glancing in their direction without them realizing it. I guaranteed her they’d check her out if they thought they could get away with it.

Suzanne tried balking, but I put my foot down and she finally relented. She did promise me that when they didn’t show any interest in her, she would make me sleep in the guest room for a year for humiliating her that way in front of others. I told her she’d find out the truth soon enough.

The day finally came, and when I left for work Suzanne was jumpy as hell. All day long all I could think of was how things went. I knew that if she did as I had instructed, there wouldn’t be any problem, but she could have sabotaged things in a dozen different ways. I became a nervous wreck, and it was with the greatest trepidation that I returned home.

As I entered, I was half expecting Suzanne to throw me out of the house before I could clear the entryway. Instead, I found her looking not just calm but almost ashamed. When I asked her how things had gone, she said, “You’d better sit down.”

She said that first off she had to apologize. It turned out that I had been right and the guys were interested in her. Very interested. She had done as I said, lying out on a lounge when the guys showed up for work. She noticed immediately how their eyes bulged when they saw what she was wearing, but at that point she was afraid it was revulsion.

Still, she followed through, asking the guys if they didn’t mind her working on her tan. They spoke over one another saying it was perfectly fine, she could stay out as long as she wanted. That started to put her mind at ease, but it still could have been politeness on their part. However, as time passed and she pretended to read a book, they started stealing glances her way, becoming more daring until they were all but openly checking her out.

Eventually Suzanne realized that I had been right all along and she was indeed desirable. Her confidence went up in direct proportion to the amount of attention she received. She became so bold, she began to constantly adjust her top, and wouldn’t have been surprised if the guys had caught a stray flash of nipple from time to time.

I was shocked. She had never acted like that before! She’d always been severely straitlaced. I found myself aroused at the idea of her behaving in that fashion.

The guys took at least three times as long as they should have clearing up the yard. When it was obvious that they couldn’t drag their heels any longer, they told her they were finished and asked if she had anything else for them to do.

Suzanne was feeling delighted, with her confidence restored. She assured them they had done an absolutely fabulous job. Then she went in the house, with the guys following hot on her heels. No sooner had they made it inside than Alan grabbed her ass. She turned in surprise and asked him what he thought he was doing. He said she could hardly blame him since she was being a serious cock-tease and had given him the worst case of blue balls ever. He proceeded to show her by dropping his pants! If that wasn’t bad enough, Shawn followed suit.

Now, Suzanne was a virgin when we got married, and had never even seen another cock. Suddenly she was confronted with not one but two! She said having a pair of luscious erections pointing at her sent her mind awhirl. She had started out the day firmly convinced she was unattractive, and now she was seeing how badly two guys half her age could lust after her. It had an intoxicating effect, sending thoughts and sensations through her unlike any she had experienced.

The guys begged for a chance to fuck her. She almost agreed, then caught herself and said that no, she couldn’t possibly do that. However, she did admit that she was responsible for their predicament, and before she knew it, she was agreeing to suck them off!

At this point Suzanne admitted that she had always fantasized about what it would be like to suck a cock other than mine, something I had no idea of. She described how she fell to her knees before the guys and started acting out that very fantasy. Once the bulbous head of Alan’s cock slipped past her lips, she slurped away with reckless abandon. She held nothing back, and it wasn’t long before she was deep-throating him, delighting in his groans. In no time his cock was twitching and filling her mouth with “tasty” come.

She moved right over to Shawn and did the same to him. He said he couldn’t believe she was actually doing this to him, or how good she was. Again she took a large load in her mouth. She kept her lips wrapped around his tool until it went soft, when with great reluctance she released him.

Finally regaining some of her wits, Suzanne told the guys she had to go inside to get them their money, but they refused, saying she had more than paid them for their work and they’d be happy to do anything more she wanted for the agreed-upon payment. She said she’d consider it only if they kept their mouths shut about what had happened, and since they were the only ones that knew, if she ever heard a whisper of it, she would know they had spilled their guts the way they had spilled their semen. Both vowed never to breathe a word of it to anyone.

With her tale done, Suzanne asked if I could forgive her. My response was to all but throw her on the floor and take her on the spot. I fucked her like it was our wedding night. Afterwards she said it looked like all was forgiven.

That opened a new era for my wife as she started dressing in sexy outfits that showed off her ass and tits. She adored all the attention she drew, especially from the younger guys. She also gained more attention than ever from me. We fucked like bunnies constantly. Talk about a turnaround! My plan had succeeded beyond my wildest dreams.

This had been going on for about a month when one day I came home and saw the same look on Suzanne’s face that had been there during her sexual awakening. I asked her what was going on, and she said she once again had to apologize. She explained that Leonard, our daughter’s boyfriend, had come by to drop off some notes she had loaned him (they shared a couple of college courses), and since our daughter was out, she was eager to see if she had that same effect on young Leonard.

She was already wearing one of her newer tops that displayed a large amount of cleavage. She invited him in for a drink, and made certain that when she gave him the drink she bent low enough that her sizable breasts practically hit him in the cheek. But he didn’t seem to notice! She didn’t know if he was being loyal to our daughter or simply being a gentleman, so she kicked things up a notch by gesticulating toward her breasts while they spoke, and even flirting with him. Still there was nothing!

Suzanne said she became upset at Leonard’s resistance, something no other man had demonstrated, and she became determined to get him to acknowledge her desirability. She figured more time was all she needed, so she asked him for a favor. She said she wanted to go shopping at the mall and claimed her car wasn’t working (a lie), and asked him, if he had the time, could he drive her there and go shopping with her and then give her a ride back?

He said he could.

She changed into tight shorts that hugged her ass and ditched her bra, something that was readily apparent since her nipples were poking through the material. She hoped that as soon as Leonard laid eyes on her, he would drool, but again it was as if she was wearing her usual clothing. She was becoming more frustrated than she had been in years.

They arrived at the mall and she flirted shamelessly with Leonard while they shopped, drawing lustful stares from every guy but him. She went so far as to drag him into a lingerie store and solicit his advice as to what she would look best in. He gave his opinions, but acted like he was commenting on the weather. She began to wonder if he was really gay and if our daughter knew.

By the time they were done shopping, Suzanne had given up, feeling nearly as depressed as she was before her play date with Alan and Shawn. This was the first instance of doubt regarding her newfound sexual confidence, and it was a hard blow.

She wasn’t paying attention, which was why she was unaware of Leonard driving back a different way until they pulled into the empty parking lot behind a closed-down store. When she asked him what was going on, he said it was obvious she wanted to fuck him, had been from the moment he had dropped off the notes, and now was as good a time as any to do it.

Suzanne hadn’t realized that she had read him so wrong, that he had been lusting after her the entire time. Her only intent had been to get him turned on, but now that she found herself in this compromising position she was turned on herself! All her confidence returned, and then some. While a part of her knew she should settle things with a blowjob, she admitted another fantasy she had was taking a cock other than mine in her pussy. It was a fantasy that had become increasingly active since that afternoon with the guys.

Leonard leaned over and kissed Suzanne passionately, one of his hands going down her top and caressing the bare nipple. Her nipples are so sensitive that she all but melted in his grasp, and when he slipped a hand down her shorts and began playing with her pussy, she was his to do with as he pleased.

And he wanted a lot of pleasing! After sinking a couple of fingers up to the hilt and working them easily in and out, he pulled her top off, allowing him unimpeded access to her breasts. He pulled her shorts all the way down and off and her panties down till they were dangling from one ankle. Then he eased the seat back to give him room to work.

Before Suzanne knew it, Leonard had his cock out and was getting on top of her. She cooed as he began sinking into her, noting that he was stretching her wider than I did and that it felt wonderful. Thanks to his loosening her up, in no time he was plugged up to the hilt and began pumping away with practiced ease.

For Suzanne it was a unique experience. She had never had sex outside of a house, and rarely outside the bedroom. Her legs were spread wide with feet resting on the dashboard as he fucked her good. She didn’t know if it was the unfamiliar cock, her partner’s youth or the public nature of their activity, but she came faster than she ever had. What’s more, she came a second time, even quicker, before Leonard finally groaned and unleashed what felt like a bucket of come in her.

Suzanne was so wired, she was ready for more, but Leonard thought it would be best if they left before someone came by and saw what they were doing. That shocked her back to her senses, and she dressed while he pulled out of the lot and headed back to our home, where he dropped her off, assuring her that it had been one hot fuck and he’d be happy to fill her up again anytime. Then she waited for me to come home so she could tell me about the day’s events.

Once again I took her on the spot. She was delighted at my aggressive nature and acceptance of her behavior. Then she revealed that she had one more fantasy she wanted to fulfill, but this time she wanted my permission beforehand. I said that as long as it didn’t involve her leaving me, I was all for it.

She said that the most lurid fantasy she had was getting gang-banged by a bunch of guys — being little more than their personal sex toy while they fucked her mercilessly. Now that she had parted her legs for one guy, she was confident she could do it for several.

I told her that was one of the hottest things I had ever heard, and said she had not just my permission but my insistence. She replied that I was the best husband in the world.

She came up with a plan. There was an area of the local park where the younger crowd hung out and partied. She would dress sexy and wait around until a group of young studs that met her qualifications came on to her. Then she would give them the news that she was theirs for the taking. I told her to show them the time of their lives by giving them a fuck to remember.

On the day Suzanne chose, I wished her luck. When the sun went down and she hadn’t come back, I figured she must have had a pretty good time. When she finally returned, it was with a look of exhaustion and an obvious story to tell.

She said everything was fine when she arrived at the park, though she drew a few stares, since she was the only person her age around. She thought things would happen fast, but none of the guys she saw approached her. After a couple of hours a pair finally did, but they weren’t the best-looking of guys, so she politely brushed them off.

Another couple of hours passed, and she was starting to be sorry she had dismissed the first pair, when a group of college-age guys set up near her, including two from our neighborhood, Dale and Wesley. She said the whole group had most definitely met her criteria regarding young studs, and she waved them over.

All five of them expressed surprise at her being there and approval of how good she looked. She flirted heavily with them, with a lot of sexual innuendo in her comments, and they gave back as good as they got. After a bit of that, she announced to the guys that she was willing to fuck all five of them.

Naturally they wanted to fuck her then and there, but she said to calm down, she had no intention of doing it where anyone could see. Instead, she would leave first and go a little distance into the woods, where they could have some privacy. They were to follow about five minutes later.

It was more like two minutes later that the five guys showed up. Fortunately Suzanne was already fired up and ready to go. Immediately the guys’ hands were all over her. They stripped her in no time at all — while she was standing up! Wesley and Dale sucked on her tits while someone else fingered her pussy. There was even a finger sunk up her backside. The action was so hot, she climaxed standing there!

As Suzanne came down from orgasm, she was eased down on her back. The guys pulled their cocks out but left their clothes on. Something about her being the only one naked intensified her desire to be used as a sex toy. Just as Dale was about to mount her, another idea came to her. She asked two of the guys to hold her hands above her head and pin them to the ground while the other two grabbed her legs and pulled them apart. They were only too happy to do so. She said the feeling of helplessness heightened her ardor.

Dale wasted no time plunging his cock in her to the hilt, then began banging her like a madman. While he pounded away, he said everyone in the neighborhood was talking about how Suzanne was dressing like a slut and all the guys wanted to fuck her. That made her feel hotter than ever, so she told him she was a slut and he should fuck her like one. Dale pounded away even more furiously, and soon blew his load inside her, making her come even harder than Leonard had.

Wesley replaced Dale and fucked Suzanne as enthusiastically as his friend had until he emptied his balls in her. One of the other friends was up next, someone whose name she didn’t even know. While he fucked her, he played roughly with her tits, pinching her nipples, which turned her on even further. The rough treatment, her helpless state and the constant cocks inside her sent her into a sexual frenzy like nothing she had experienced.

After each guy took Suzanne while she was pinned to the ground, she was repositioned on her hands and knees. By then Dale and Wesley had recovered, and they started banging her at both ends. Now her world consisted only of cocks plunging in and out of her, coming in her pussy or her mouth, then being replaced by the next available cock. However many loads she took, she still wanted more, which the guys did their best to provide.

When finally the guys were finished, none of them able to get it up again after nearly two hours of continuous sex, Suzanne herself was totally exhausted. She thought she had taken between 15 and 20 loads, and had come leaking out of her pussy and dribbling down her chin and decorating her breasts. She could only imagine what a come-covered mess she was to the observer.

The guys departed, leaving her naked there on the ground. Under different circumstances she might have been insulted by their dismissive behavior. Instead, it only added to her pleasure at being treated like a slut. She got dressed, then was barely able to walk straight as she made her way back to the car and drove home to relate the tale to me.

I wanted to fuck her, but it was obvious that she was worn out. She was grateful for my understanding, and said that once she was up to snuff I could expect extra-special treatment from her. Well, by the next day she was fine enough, and for the next three days she was up for anything. Even then I was the one who, after that constant sexual assault, needed the time off.

Since then Suzanne hasn’t had any encounters with other guys, though she continues to dress risqué. She says she has acted out all her fantasies and is happy with just me now. I’m content either way, but I’ve assured her that if she ever gets an itch that she needs someone else to scratch, she should feel free to indulge herself as much as she wants.