I met my beautiful wife April seven years ago, and from the first time we saw each other, we both knew that we were meant to be together.

My wife is a very attractive woman, five feet tall and 110 pounds, with a petite frame, nice perky 34C breasts, a flat stomach and a firm tight butt.

About five years ago, I got into some trouble with the law over some shady financial deal, causing me to have to go to prison for a year or so. At first I was worried about leaving my wife alone for a long time, and wondered if she would stray on me. But as far as I know, she never did.

In prison I became an avid reader of Penthouse Letters, and I found myself particularly interested in the stories in which a husband brings another man into bed with his wife. Little by little, I began to think about seeing April with another man, and these thoughts excited me.

We were allowed a certain number of telephone calls, and one day, while speaking to my wife, I boldly asked her if she would ever consider allowing me to bring another man into our bed. There was a long silence on the line, and I was beginning to wonder if she had hung up, until finally she said, “Why are you asking that? Haven’t I always told you that you are the only man in my life?”

I let the subject drop there, but the next time I spoke to her I brought it up again. This time, to my surprise, she said we would talk about it when I got out. She still sounded dubious, however, so I immediately began to think of a plan by which I could persuade her to make my fantasies come true. After all, I am a con man.

The first night I was home, I of course fucked the shit out of my wife, first eating her pussy until she had an orgasm, then pounding away at her till I filled her with my hot come. I rested on top of her until my cock slipped out of her, at which point she rolled me over and began to blow me.

After I came in her mouth and she had swallowed all my jism, I embarked on the first stage of my plan. “You know, April,” I began, “I know a guy who, for a price, will see that my criminal record gets sealed, leaving me with a clean slate.”

April smiled at me. “Really?” she said. “Wow, that’s great, honey! How much does he want?”

““Fifty thousand dollars,” I told her.

“What?” she said, stunned.

“Yeah, I know. It’s a lot, but it might be worth it, if I could manage to find the money,” I said.

“But how will you do that?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know.” April said nothing, and after a moment I said casually, “Actually, he did mention a deal where I could pay him off another way, but I didn’t think you’d be interested, so I turned it down.”

She looked at me in surprise. “What do you mean?” she demanded. “What was it?”

“Well, I happened to show him your picture, you know?” I told her. “And he told me he would take off two thousand dollars for every time I’d let him have sex with you, until the whole thing was paid off. So you’d have to have sex with him twenty-five times. Any way he wants.”

April just stared at me, dumbfounded. “But don’t worry,” I said hastily. “Like I said, I turned him down. I’ll get the money somehow, I guess.”

She gazed at me for another moment, then leaned over and kissed me passionately. We then proceeded to have one of the wildest lovemaking sessions we’d ever experienced, ending with some hot anal sex.

When I woke the next morning I went to take a shower, and when I came back to the bedroom April was waiting for me. She came close to me, dropped to her knees and started to suck my cock. She did this until I blew my come down her throat, after which she looked up at me and said, “Baby, you know I love you and would do anything to make you happy. So I’ve come to a decision, and I’ll do it.”

“Do what?” I asked her.

“I’ll have sex with that man. I’ll do it for you.”

I could hardly conceal my elation. My plan had worked! Now all I had to do was find a man to carry it out with.

I quickly went about doing that, posting an ad on the Internet for a stud to have sex with my wife. One of the first responses I got was from a guy named Tim, whose picture showed a well built man in his 30s, with an impressively long, thick cock. I called him and explained the setup, and he agreed to play along with the story. He had just one question of his own. He wanted to know if I was bisexual.

“Well, I was in prison for a year,” I told him. “So I’ve had some experiences, yeah. Why?”

“Because I would like for you and your wife to get in a 69 position, with her on top,” Tim said. “You can suck her clit while I’m pounding her pussy, and I’ll also feet you my cock from time to time. Is that okay?”

My cock was hard already. “Sure,” I told him.

We arranged to meet the following night, and I booked a room at a nearby motel, not wanting to invite this stranger to our home for the first meeting. April and I arrived early, and waited for Tim to show up. When he did, I introduced them, and we sat around making casual but awkward conversation for a few minutes, until Tim, acting out the role I had assigned him, said, “Okay, let’s get down to business. April, you agree to have 25 sex sessions with me, in exchange for my help in sealing your husband’s records. Is that right?”

April nodded silently.

“Okay,” Tim said. “I’m going to take a shower, and when I come out I’d like you to dance a little and strip for me, okay ?”

April nodded again.

Ten minutes later Tim came out of the shower, naked and sporting a nice boner. I found some music on the bedside radio, and April began to dance for him, and then to take off her clothes. She was wearing a sexy blue dress, and within a few minutes it was gone, along with her bra and panties. I saw that her pussy lips were shining, and I knew she was wet.

I had gotten my clothes off too, and now she moved close to where Tim and I were sitting on the bed. She leaned in to grind herself against Tim, then did the same to me. She then dropped to her knees and started to rub both our cocks, bending forward to lick the tip of Tim’s massive tool. She looked up at me then, saying, “Oh, honey, this thing is so thick, I can’t wait to feel it in me!”

With that she went back to work on his dick while playing with his balls. Her mouth made slurping sounds as she bobbed her head up and down. I just sat there and rubbed my cock while watching her.

Within five minutes Tim announced that he was going to come, and told April to swallow it. I saw his cock begin to swell up, and then he let out a loud groan, grabbing April’s head and pushing his pole down her throat while she swallowed everything he gave her.

“Did you like that?” I asked her when Tim was finished.

“Oh yes, honey, and now I want yours,” she panted. She then began to suck my cock, while she played with my balls with one hand and stroked Tim’s dick with the other. Tim was soon hard again, and now he was ready to try out what he had mentioned to me on the phone.

Following his instructions, April and I got into a 69 position, with her on top. He then positioned himself behind her and started to finger-fuck her pussy with one hand, while the other probed at her asshole. His cock dangled freely over my face as he did this, occasionally rubbing my nose, cheeks, and lips. A few times I licked at his cockhead, then returned to eating my wife’s pussy.

Soon April moaned out that she was going to come, but Tim ordered her not to, so she managed to hold back. Tim now had three fingers stuffed in her pussy and one in her ass. “Your wife’s got a tight pussy,” he said to me. “I don’t think my cock will fit. Why don’t you lubricate me with your mouth, so your saliva will make it glide right in.”

I felt April almost choke on my cock when she heard this. Then she looked at me through her legs as Tim guided his cock into my mouth, and I sucked on it as best I could.

After a minute or so I let go of his cock to catch my breath. Tim said that I was a good cocksucker, and that he wanted me to suck his balls and lick his shaft while he fucked my wife. He then grabbed his thick pole and brought the head of it to the opening of her pussy, spreading her labia. He then began to thrust in and out of her slowly, as she screamed and moaned, babbling about how his cock was stretching her pussy and filling her up. She was pushing back at him with every thrust, and his balls were now slapping her clit, which drove her up the wall. She was still sucking my cock when she could, but now most of the time she was just yelling. “Oh yeah, Tim, fuck me with that big fat cock!” she cried. “Harder. Harder!”

I went crazy as I heard my wife shouting for more of that dick, and I began to suck and lick Tim’s asshole and balls as hard and as deeply as I could. Tim now moved faster, pounding hard into my wife and even slapping at her ass cheeks, which made her wilder than ever. At one point I couldn’t hold off anymore, and my come shot out of my cock, some of it going down April’s throat, but most of it splashing onto her face and hair. A few minutes later my wife screamed out her pleasure as Tim came deep inside her, sending her into the hardest and most convulsive orgasm I had ever witnessed.

When she recovered, April got off the bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. Tim asked me how he had done, and I told him he was perfect, adding that I wouldn’t mind sucking him off again if he wanted. He then asked if there was anything else I would like him to do, and I told him I would love to watch him fuck April in the ass. But first I wanted to suck him.

When April came out of the bathroom she found me on my knees, sucking Tim’s dick. Tim asked her to come and help me do that, and she did. He came down my throat and April sucked him hard again, and afterwards I watched my wife bending over the bed, taking that long fat cock up her ass, while I jerked off.

After that session we met with Tim twice more, each time more memorable than the last. But then he suddenly had to move away, leaving us both bereft and disappointed.

“Damn,” I said to April when we heard the news. “I guess my record will never be sealed now.”

April started to laugh. “Oh my god!” she said. “You don’t think I believed that story, do you?”

I just stared at her as she continued to laugh. “Well,” she said finally, “you promised me twenty-five threeways, so to make up for trying to con me, you better come up with another guy to fill out the other twenty-two!”

So I did. But that’s another story.