Jorge and I have been husband and wife for 25 years. When friends ask our secret to a happy marriage, I tell them Jorge has always encouraged me and my desires. Some would call ours a kinky relationship, but there’s really nothing wild about our day-to-day lives — unless you count Jorge’s love of voyeurism.

Jorge and I are in our early 50s, and he’s still as handsome as he was in our senior year of college when we first met. I work from home but stay in shape with regular yoga classes. I’m still as toned as I was when I first made his heart flutter 30 years ago. Yet, one of the advantages of age is we’ve become so much more confident about who we are and what we want — in and out of the bedroom.

As we’d approached our milestone anniversary, Jorge joined me in the hot tub at our home and asked me how I wanted to celebrate.

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe we could book a dinner cruise,” I suggested.

“I’d like to see you experience real pleasure.”

“I always do with you.”

“I know that. But I want to watch you.”

“Watch me by myself?” I asked, loosening the strings of my bikini top.

“No, I want to watch you get pleasured.” He paused, then confessed, “I keep thinking about seeing you on all fours getting fucked from behind, while I watch you come.”

Intrigued, I drifted over to his lap for a wet-and-wild make-out session.

“So you want to see me with another guy?” I asked.

“Yeah, and I think I know someone you’d like.”

“Really?” I nuzzled his neck. “You’ve been thinking about this for a while now, haven’t you?”

“You know me, babe. I’m a man with a plan.”

“When do I get to meet this friend of yours?” I asked.

“Meet me tomorrow after work at that fancy restaurant by the pier. We’ll be there for a company thing. I’ll talk to him before you get there.”

“Sounds perfect,” I told him.

I wiggled against his bulge, and Jorge untied my bikini bottoms and squeezed my cheeks. I got into one of my favorite positions: bent over the edge of the tub with my pussy above the water. That let Jorge kiss my neck, tug my hair and screw me silly without the swirling water washing away my natural lube.

He fucked me good, and as we raced toward our orgasms, Jorge whispered in my ear, “I can’t wait to see my slutty wife in action.”

His words immediately sent me over the edge.

After a good post-orgasm sleep and a busy Friday full of work, I slipped into a flirty cocktail dress. It was backless with a halter neck, and I always felt beyond sexy when I wore it.

I headed to the pier as arranged. As I approached Jorge, he was standing next to a tall, handsome 20-something. My hubby introduced us, and I could tell by the look on his face that Austin was his stud of choice.

I was not disappointed.

Austin had dark hair and light eyes and dressed in a preppy style that took me right back to my college days. He was so adorable as he shook my hand. He couldn’t hide his earnest expression of appreciation as he took in the sight of me.

Jorge looked on approvingly and said, “Austin has some big reasons to celebrate tonight.”

“Oh?” I responded. “Do tell.”

“Well, he’s graduated from our college internship program, and next month, he’ll be starting as a junior partner with the firm’s West Coast branch.”

I offered my congratulations as my husband patted Austin on the back.

“Let’s just have some fun tonight,” he said to the young man. “There’s nothing like celebrating with a beautiful woman.”

Jorge stroked my bare back, and I leaned into his touch.

Then my man said to me, “We were talking before you arrived. And this handsome young buck would like to please you tonight, if you’d like.”

Austin nodded and smiled as he told me, “I’m down for anything.”

I said to Jorge, “I like him, honey. This is going to be fun.”

“Excellent. I’ve booked us a spot at our favorite hotel. I want a front-row seat,” my husband said.

The three of us headed down the block. I loved the looks I got from other women, when they saw me with a handsome man on each arm. Talk about empowering!

When we got to the hotel, I was shocked to discover Jorge had booked the penthouse suite. It had floor-to-ceiling windows and the most exquisite view of the bay. The glass panels were completely bare and made me feel exposed — in a totally hot way. Any helicopter passing by or anyone with a high-powered telescope would see quite the show that night.

“Wow,” I marveled. “No secrets up here, huh?” I tugged on Austin’s necktie to loosen it.

Jorge suggested, “Baby, why don’t you tease our guest first as an appetizer before you devour him?”

That sounded like a fine idea to me.

Austin sat back on the bed, and my husband poured himself a drink from the minibar and sat down on the nearby couch.

I flashed my skimpy thong and C-cup tits before shimmying out of my garments and kicking off my heels in a sexy striptease.

Austin looked transfixed, and my husband nodded approvingly. 

When I approached my young lover, he practically pounced on me.

“You have to be the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever hooked up with!” Austin exclaimed. Then my young hunk turned toward Jorge and asked, “Are you sure you’re cool with this, man?”

Jorge raised his glass and said, “Nothing makes me happier than watching my wife enjoy herself, and you need to celebrate.”

I reached for Austin’s belt buckle and said, “Let’s get this party started.”

Austin knelt on the bed as I pulled out his perfect cock, which was already thick and stiff. I stroked his rod and wasted no time getting a taste of his substantial erection. I had no doubt I shocked our young guest with my deep-throating skills. I bobbed up and down on Austin’s shaft, delivering a slippery blowjob that left him reeling.

“Look at my sweet little whore of a wife sucking your cock,” Jorge muttered. “Face-fuck her, Austin. She loves gagging on a nice cock.”

I took a deep breath and relaxed my throat as Austin dropped any of his remaining inhibitions. He fucked my mouth in a frenzy, plunging deep and making me cough and sputter. I didn’t think he had it in him! But I was happily surprised by his exuberance.

I pulled away just in time, and Austin decorated my tits with his hot load.

While Austin recovered, my husband helped me clean up.

“Don’t you want to join us yet?” I asked Jorge.

“Not yet. I’m enjoying your playdate with Austin.”

Austin spoke up to say, “It’s only fair I please you now, Anna.”

Jorge once again settled down on the couch. Austin stripped himself naked and went down on me while I was spread out across the plush mattress. His pussy-eating skills weren’t superb, but he did give it his all and seemed open to instruction.

He gently stroked my clit, making me moan and shout out words of encouragement.

Jorge also gave him some direction, telling him, “Give her a little more pressure there, then lick her gently and gradually pick up speed.”

Austin worked my clit as instructed. Once he was lapping at my button, he began finger-banging me. The dual-action pleasure rocked me, sending my arousal to a new high point for the evening. But I knew I had even more coming my way soon enough.

With my husband looking on, Austin’s earnestness paid dividends, and I came with a fit of shudders and moans.

Blissed out, I laid there panting and flashed them a thumbs-up.

“She approves,” Jorge said with a grin. “Let’s see how you do doggy. That’s one of her favorite positions.”

Once I was ready, I got on all fours in the middle of the bed, glancing back at Austin and my husband in a feral way.

With his cock rock-hard again and ready to go, Austin slid right into my soaked pussy, making delicious sloppy sounds.

I moaned and reached down to touch my clit as he pumped in and out of me.

“That’s right, baby. Show him what a dirty slut you are,” Jorge said, moving closer so he could better observe the passion and pleasure on my face.

“Your wife’s fucking incredible,” Austin gasped. “One of the tightest pussies I’ve ever been in.”

I matched Austin thrust for thrust. I felt my pussy tightening as my orgasm slammed into me. To Austin’s credit, he didn’t stop fucking me until I rode out every last beautiful spasm of my climax.

My husband looked awestruck as we parted, and he said, “That was so fucking hot.”

Austin agreed. I reached for his shaft and stroked him again, admiring his unflagging pole.

“Now will you join us, Jorge?” I asked.

“Yes, baby,” he replied.

“Good. I want you both — at the same time,” I told the men.

With lube and careful maneuvering, I took my husband’s dick deep in my ass and let Austin drill my cunt until he flooded me with come. Then he watched Jorge finish himself off by boning my butt.

“Damn, how the hell do you keep up with such a hot wife?” Austin asked.

“We have all night. Watch and learn, my boy,” he replied.

My husband. He’s the best teacher his firm’s ever had.