Sharing My Wife Amanda Ch. 10

So why did he feel like there was such a spark between them?

Maybe it was the way Amanda treated him. She never spoke to him in a condescending manner, like some authoritative figures did with their subordinates, and typically approached him like an equal. But there was more. The looks that she gave him, the way she would touch his arm, or brush against him... it seemed as though Amanda was trying to tell him something.

Wishful thinking, he surmised. Still, he couldn't help but fantasize about being naked with her...

Jimmy suddenly snapped out of his daydream. Amanda had been speaking to him, and he only now just realized that she had grown quiet. To his horror, she was looking at him with a bemused expression.

"I hope I'm not boring you."

"No, it's not that. I'm sorry, I just...um, got lost in my thoughts for a moment."

Amanda suddenly dropped her serious expression, and laughed. "I'm teasing you, Jimmy."

"Hey!" Jimmy exclaimed, feeling extremely relieved. "You've been chewing on your lip and looking preoccupied all day, too!" He suddenly regretted his last comment. Amanda was in charge, after all, and although they had been extremely open with each other, he still didn't want to act too casual towards her. She deserved respect from him.

Amanda blushed, and began chewing her lip again without even realizing it. Jimmy found it simultaneously cute and sexy. She definitely had something on her mind, and it intrigued him.

"Do you have any plans this weekend for your birthday?" Amanda asked suddenly. The words tumbled out of her mouth, as if getting them out quicker would make everything easier.

"No, nothing. My friends offered to take me out, but they all live far away, and I'm too lazy to drive. I'm thinking about going up to the mountains with my camera, and practicing my photography skills. I know, lame right?"

It didn't sound that way to Amanda, not in the slightest. Still, she had other ideas. "I want to take you out and celebrate your birthday. That is, if you don't have anything better going on tomorrow night."

Jimmy was momentarily speechless. "Sure, that'd be awesome! I'd love to hang out with you, and finally meet your husband."

My wife hesitated, and Jimmy looked at her with even more confusion. "He has plans with our neighbors tomorrow night." Another pause. "It would just be me."

Jimmy immediately realized there were multiple hidden meanings behind Amanda's words. There was a peculiar inflection in her voice when she mentioned that her husband wouldn't be available. The young man, of course, had no idea that Amanda and I had been swinging with Brandy and Scott [Chapters 8 & 9].

"Ummm... I would love to hang out, but your husband... uh, won't he mind?"

"Like I said, he already plans tomorrow night. Besides, I cleared it with him, and he's fine. More than fine, actually."

Jimmy felt his heart beating faster. He wasn't sure if what Amanda was trying to tell him was the same thing that was rushing through his mind right now. Then he noticed the look that the beautiful woman was giving him, and it was something that she had never offered him before.

Hope.

The young man felt week in the knees. Amanda suddenly appeared hotter than ever. He had to resist the urge rip her clothes off and fuck her right now, although he was now fairly certain that she wouldn't have resisted.

Supervisor and student stared at each other for a long moment, each too scared to speak. But Jimmy broke the silence. Although he didn't want to ruin the chance of a lifetime, he realized that he genuinely cared about her wellbeing.

He sighed. "I don't mean to insult you or your husband, Amanda, but if you were my wife, I wouldn't let you go on a date with another man. In fact, I'm not sure I'd even let you out of my sight."

"Oh, Jimmy... if you only knew."

"What does that mean?"

Amanda unleashed a devastating smile on the poor young man, and his fate was sealed. She leaned forward slightly, bringing herself close to him. Her shirt was tight and low cut, and her student couldn't help but stare down into that perfect cleavage. "Let me take you out for your birthday and, if you're a good boy, I'll show you."

Jimmy licked his lips. "What, exactly, did you have in mind?" he asked carefully.

Amanda didn't want to be too direct. Leaving something to the imagination would build his anticipation, which was what she had intended. "Hmmm....maybe dinner first?"

"Sounds perfect. Is there a particular place or food you like?"

It took her only a second to consider the question. "There's a wonderful Italian restaurant on the other side of town. The food is delicious, and I have a special friend who works there."

Amanda tried not to smile as she thought about the fetish sex she had experienced there with Phillip [Chapter 3]. Even though they were no longer seeing each other, they remained on pleasant terms, and his restaurant was still her favorite. She visited the handsome Asian man whenever she could, and it had become somewhat of a game to bring her new lovers to his restaurant.

"The place isn't overly fancy," my wife continued, "but it's nice enough that I like to dress up when I go there. I have a little black dress that I want to wear for you." It was the same dress that Brandy and Scott had given her [Chapter 9]. Amanda felt proud as she recalled the lustful stares she received when she wore it.

Jimmy looked curiously at my wife. There was just a way that she spoke about her husband getting together with their neighbors, and about her "special friend" at the restaurant that made him wonder. Then his expression changed.

Amanda caught the odd look he was giving her "What?"

"I was just looking at you in that overly tight shirt you're wearing now, and trying to imagine you in your 'little black dress'."

My wife blushed as her student, literally, undressed her with his eyes.

After studying her for a while, Jimmy finally shook his head. "No."

"No?" Amanda's heart sank. No man had ever rejected her, and she felt her cheek starting to flush in embarrassment. There was no way she'd be able to face Jimmy after this. She was too humiliated, not to mention there was too much potential for---

"I'm sure you look fantastic in that dress," he interrupted her frantic thoughts calmly, "but that look doesn't do you justice."

It was Amanda's turn to be curious. "What do you mean?" She had to admit, she thought she looked devastating in that tight, skimpy outfit.

"I'm guessing you get all fancied up to show off a dress like that... hair, makeup, high heels, all that kind of stuff. But I don't want you to wear any of that, it would only take away from your natural beauty. That's REALLY what you should be showing off. No makeup, just your perfect, natural skin... that fantastic body of yours... and your hair down..." Jimmy thought about it some more. "Jeans and a simple t-shirt. That's the look I want you to rock tomorrow night." He looked at my wife tenderly. "You're beautiful, Amanda. Don't ever downgrade yourself with makeup, or hide behind a fancy dress. Let everyone see you for who you are."

She gaped at him. My wife's spirits had been sagging, for whatever reason, since she turned 30, but the young man made her confidence soar.

Amanda kissed him passionately.

Jimmy finally realized that he had been reading my wife correctly. The proverbial dam broke, and he leaned forward to sweep her into his arms.

But Amanda quickly backed away. "Not here, not now," she whispered, despite the fact that they were alone in her office.

"All this time," Jimmy said in a choked voice. "I can't believe... all this time..." He swallowed hard. "I don't want to wait any longer."

He looked and sounded so young, my wife thought, but found herself opening her heart to him even more. She placed her index finger on his lips to "shush" him.

"Just one more day, Jimmy. I promise I'll make it worth your wait."

Her mere touch made him ache. "Amanda, you are a serious dick-tease, you know that?"

My wife smirked.

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Jimmy sat at the bar, frequently glancing at his watch as he anxiously waited for my wife. He couldn't believe that he was actually going out on a date with his insanely hot supervisor for his 21^st birthday... his insanely hot MARRIED supervisor, he corrected himself. The young man still had trouble comprehending the open nature of our marriage. Jimmy tried to clarify things several times before he and Amanda left work on Friday, but each time she simply laughed and said that everything would be fine, no matter what happened.

The ambiguity of her statements scared and excited him, both at the same time.

Jimmy was so hot for Amanda. Each moment that they spent together made him crave her even more. The fact that she seemingly felt the same way about him...

Jimmy felt his cock throb when my wife4 finally walked through the door. She wore her illustrious hair in a ponytail, which was pulled through a baseball cap, and the jersey of our hometown football team (who were recently first-time champions!!!). The jersey had a feminine cut, which accentuated the curves of her shoulders and breasts, just as her tight, ripped jeans showed off her hips and ass.

Jimmy couldn't do anything but stare as Amanda as approached him. Sure, she looked incredible every day dressed in her work attire. And he had no doubts that she would put models to shame wearing the black dress that she was obviously so very proud of. But the casual, sporty look captivated him.

The young man was absolutely smitten with my wife.

"Happy Birthday, Jimmy." Amanda kissed him, and her lips lingered on his.

When she finally pulled away, Jimmy savored her taste. "Mmm... I've been waiting all night for that."

Amanda smiled and sat down next to him. As she looked around, her ponytail tossed in the air in a way that Jimmy found extremely girlish. "Good call with this sports bar. My husband and I have never been here."

"Yea, this place seems pretty cool. I wanted to take you someplace fun."

"Let's get some drinks. First round is on me!"

"Awesome!"

They hailed a bartender, an enormous man with a shaved head.

"I'll have whatever you have on tap," Jimmy told him.

Amanda chimed in, "And I'll take your best IPA."

"I'll need to check your ID."

Amanda giggled. "My friend is celebrating his 21^st birthday today. I swear, he's legal now!"

But the large man wasn't amused. "No, I mean YOU, sweetheart."

"Oh." My wife was mortified; Jimmy almost broke down in laughter. "Right... one moment, please." She dug into her purse and quickly fished out her driver's license.

The bartender stared at it, then at Amanda, and back to her driver's license, before settling his eyes on her once more. After a moment, he apologized. "Sorry, had to check, you look like you're 18. I'll be back in a moment with your drinks. Should I open up a tab?"

Amanda handed him her credit card.

"I told you so," Jimmy said smugly, as the bartender walked away.

"Shut up!"

My wife and her student enjoyed each other thoroughly for the entirety of the night. They normally interacted closely every day, but now, outside of their work environment, everything felt completely different. Amanda couldn't believe how mature and worldly Jimmy was, and he, in turn, reinforced his own belief that Amanda could very well be the most perfect woman on the planet.

They had initially commenced the night apprehensively, each person trying to gauge the other, but as time wore on (and as more alcohol was consumed), inhibitions were lost, and Amanda and Jimmy quickly became much more open and physical with each other.

They stood while playing darts, and Jimmy sidled up to my wife from behind, pressing his crotch into her ass with newfound courage.

Amanda was about to throw a dart, but swiveled her head to look back at him. "You're distracting me," she complained petulantly, but the smile on her face indicated otherwise.

"That was kind of the point." Jimmy wrapped his arms around my her waist and kissed her. He continued to gyrate his stiffening bulge against her ass while his hands slowly crept up as he fondled her breasts in front of other patrons, many who noticed and stared.

By the time the sports bar was completely crowded, Amanda was sitting on Jimmy's lap, and he was holding onto her fiercely.

"I can't believe how amazing you feel in my arms." His speech was a bit slurred, but his penetrating blue eyes were still clear. He nuzzled her ponytail. "And your hair, it smells so good... it's so soft and silky..."

Despite the throng of people around them, their tongues slithered and explored into each other's mouth.

They didn't bother hiding.

Amanda could feel another stirring in his crotch as his manhood pressed against the seat of her pants. She began to slowly pull away, but Jimmy placed a hand on her freckled cheek, keeping her there so he could kiss her some more. They cancelled out the flurry of activity around them and became lost in each other.

Amanda looked dreamily into her date's eyes; he was such a good kisser. "Mmm... I like that," she told him girlishly.

"You are so sexy and perfect, in every sense of the word." He faltered before finally managing, "I want you."

My wife regarded him solemnly. "I want you, too," she whispered.

Jimmy wanted to scream for joy.

Amanda looked him straight in the eyes. "Let's go back to your place."

Jimmy's hormones were raging and his penis was harder than ever before. But despite their developing intimacy, there were certain lines he was still afraid to cross. "Your husband. Are you sure...?"

"Yes, I'm sure. We're both sure." She didn't go into further details.

He shook his head in disbelief.

Amanda wanted to tell Jimmy a lot of things. She wanted to tell him that I was at home, fucking our neighbors Brandy and Scott, at this very moment; she wanted to tell him about the gangbang [Chapter 1] and about all her individual lovers [Chapters 2-8]. But he was still so young and innocent that she didn't want to reveal that part of herself to him just yet.

She stood up, taking him by the hand. "Let's go," she said, with urgency born of need and lust that rivaled Jimmy's. "I've been dying to give you your birthday present."

"Oh, yea? What is it?"

"You'll see. Come on, I'll drive."

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Jimmy slammed my wife against the wall as they stumbled into his apartment. They were kissing with a frenzied passion, their arms and legs locked in a tangled mess as their bodies grinded against each other.

"I've been dreaming about this moment for so long," the young man huffed as he rained kisses all over her.

Amanda felt her heart pounding as her young lover draped himself all over her. She began pulling his shirt out and unbuttoning his pants while kissing him some more. He took the hint and began removing her clothes, first carefully sliding her cap down her ponytail before relieving my wife of her football jersey. It took more effort to help Amanda out of her tight jeans.

Jimmy stepped back and stood in awe of my wife. She was now clad only in a plain black lacy bra and matching low-rise panties. The ensemble was simple, but on Amanda's perfect form, it was the sexiest vision he had ever seen.

"You have an incredible body, it was meant to be worshipped." He couldn't stop staring even as his manhood throbbed. "Damn, you'd be an internet sensation if you ever posted pics of yourself online."

Amanda giggled nervously. She had always enjoyed, even secretly craved, this type of attention, but the adoring gaze of her student made her freckled cheeks redden.

"Jeezus, you're even more beautiful when you blush."

The bra and panties suddenly felt tight on her, and the snugness oddly made her feel even more confident and sexy. She stepped toward the young man with a girlish grin. Without a word, Amanda finished unzipping his pants, and lowered it to the floor with his underwear.

Now it was Amanda's turn to stare appreciatively at Jimmy's body: specifically, at his burgeoning erection that was quivering from its newfound freedom.

My wife immediately took it into her hand, and began stroking it earnestly.

Jimmy's reaction was instantaneous, his cock stiffened as he moaned in ecstasy. Amanda continued flicking her wrist, smiling sweetly and enjoying the effect she was having on him.

"Would you like your birthday present now, Jimmy?"

The young man nodded desperately.

Amanda dropped to her knees.

"Oh my fucking god..."

Jimmy couldn't believe it as his hot supervisor took him into her mouth. This was one of his many fantasies finally come true! Amanda's head bobbed so fluidly and the sensation was so exquisite that this must've been a skill she practiced quite often, the young man surmised. She was using just the right amount of speed, friction, and saliva to make it the perfect blowjob.

"Your husband's a lucky man," Jimmy gasped. He also suspected there were other men in Amanda's life, but decided to keep that to himself. Instead, he breathed, "You're a goddamn pornstar!"

My wife grunted her approval as she deepthroated him. She held her young lover buried for a moment, experience enabling her to relax her throat muscles and inhibit her gag reflex. Her lips formed a tight seal around the base of his shaft as she sucked hard.

Amanda snorted and nearly choked as she felt him twitch in her mouth, and squirm. Jimmy tasted much sweeter than any man she could recall... did any of her previous lovers taste so good when they were only 21?

My wife slid him almost completely out of her mouth, a slimy trail of precum and spit oozing down her chin to drip onto the floor in an elongated tendril. Keeping only his tip inside her lips, she used her tongue to bounce it between her cheeks and the roof of her mouth.

"Oh, god!" Jimmy cried.

Amanda gave him her best "fuck me" look as she stared intently up at him while tapping his erection against her face, keeping it hard. Jimmy caressed her cheek as he looked down upon her, awestruck for the countless time by her beauty.

He couldn't believe that his gorgeous supervisor, a married woman who could, literally, destroy his career before it even got started, was on her knees servicing his cock. Feeling a sudden surge in lust, Jimmy grasped her by the ponytail and forced her head back onto his needy erection. He was acting much bolder than he would've ever imagined, but the opportunity to be with the woman of his dreams overrode all other thought.

"Now this is what I call a birthday present," he murmured as he pumped his hips while keeping her head in place. But Jimmy wanted more. He slid his band beneath her bra, groping her tit and feelings its weight and shape, marveling at its perfection. The young man hungered for my wife's pussy, but no power could compel him to interrupt the blowjob.

As Jimmy felt himself about to climax, several thoughts led to his horror, most notably that this was his superior, who just also happened to be married. There was so many things wrong with this scenario! His desire for her, as well as a night of drinking, had seriously clouded his judgment.

And he was about to cum in her mouth!

"Stop!" He tried to step back and pull out, but Amanda's response was to secure her lips more tightly around his girth and not let him withdraw. "Stop!" Jimmy repeated more frantically, this time attempting to push her off. "I'm gonna cum!"

Amanda ceased her suction, and quickly glided her lips on Jimmy's cock several times. She succeeded in coaxing him into blissful submission. Rather than continuing to try to detach himself, Jimmy reversed course and seized her skull with both hands. He bucked his pelvis wildly and expelled his seed at the back of her throat. The young man tilted his head back and howled, the surge between his legs so wonderful beyond comprehension that it was the most powerful climax he had ever achieved.