Taking Care of Business

Chapter 1: Rebirth

I had just got the baby down, my books laid out, and my laptop set up. I had comprehensive exams coming up in 3 months and felt I was behind. As these things often go, my doctoral experience had consumed me and this had become the norm of my night.

The past two years had been pretty bad at home. There was much in the way of arguing and negative thinking and virtually zero in terms of sex or physical contact. We could not find a compromise anywhere; it was always "I'm right" versus "I'm righter". What made it worse is that the words 'divorce' and 'custody' had been creeping into our arguments at least twice a month and now she was gone for a conference.

So I had gotten all my study materials set up, ready for another night of solitude and knowledge, when I got a text from her. She sent a couple pics showing just the side strap of a thong from the side...it was a sexy pic. Now for perspective, I had seen her in a thong maybe 6 times in our 8 years of marriage so despite being very hot, this pic was also very odd. I decided to go with it and asked for more pics. Somewhere along the conversation our conversation turned into a full argument, culminating in her just stopping the conversation. That was around 8 o'clock. I did not get much studying done that night; my thoughts were on "I wonder what she's doing" and "I wonder if she's going to go through with my fantasy." I did what any perverted and depraved guy would do and came 3 times.

The next morning, I woke up and got the baby ready. I still had not heard from her and figured she was either mad or trying to toy with me. I took the baby to daycare and got to the lab, going about my day as normal. Around noon, she finally texted that she was on the way home. I responded "ok" and that was the end of yet another conversation. After finishing the day and getting the baby home my wife arrived at the house. She kissed me deep and told me to bring her bags in...this wasn't the mean sounding "told me to" but an oddly sexually charged dialect of "told me to." I readily complied and grabbed her bags and brought them in. I tried to kiss her and she turned her head with the order, "Do the laundry so I can play with the baby." I was confused; was she playing with my head or was she playing with my head??

After another couple of orders it was time to put the baby down. She instructed me to run her a bubble bath and get her wine while she cuddled the baby which I again readily complied to. She passed me again and got in the bathtub. I went to the living room and began to study again.

About 45 minutes later she texted me to come to the room. Upon opening the door I found her sprawled on her back wearing only the blue thong I had seen in the picture the night before. No words needed to be spoken; I approached the bed and lowered my face between her legs. She wrapped her legs behind my back and pulled me in close. I licked and nibbled on her clit for the next 20 minutes, eliciting a couple of delicious orgasms.

I then stood up and began to get undressed but was told quite abruptly to stop and lay down. She grabbed a robe and began to regale me of the events of the night before. She told me she went out with a group from the conference consisting of a married guy, a pregnant woman, a gay guy, her CEO, and two younger guys. Around midnight, the married man and the pregnant woman left, leaving just her and 3 guys. They apparently continued to drink until closing time and then returned to the hotel.

At this point I was slightly jealous, and insanely aroused. She continued with the details... Upon returning to the hotel, the CEO retired to his room leaving just her and two younger guys. One of them suggested they get in the pool and my wife said she didn't have a suit...but said she also suggested they could just go in their underwear. They continued to drink in the pool, her wearing only a thong and pushup bra, and one of the guys eventually came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and sliding his hands down into her thong. The other guy came in front of her and began to kiss her. She told me she made out with both of them before eventually deciding it was time to go somewhere more private. Halfway up the elevator, she began to throw up and the opportunity was gone. The two guys helped her to her room and got her cleaned up and in bed.

Part of me thought this story was to make me jealous, as she looked very surprised by the gigantic bulge in my pants. It was at this point our marriage died. I told her how hot the story is and I want to watch, which led to a long conversation and her saying she would consider it. I then pulled her to me and we began to make out very passionately. An hour later we were a trembling, sleeping heap in the bed...this was the moment our marriage was reborn.

Chapter 2: Growth

That next week, we had sex three times. For perspective, in the two years prior we had fucked nine times total and those were typically because she was bored or I bugged her. The week after her conference though, it was passionate longing leading to a carnal release.

A month after the conference, she informed me she would be attending a costume contest on Halloween. We started trading ideas on what would be the hottest. If I'm being honest, I thought she would choose something conservative, but in the two months between the conference and the contest she began to dress in a more attention-grabbing way: tighter clothes, cleavage revealing shirts, wearing thongs more often...that kind of thing.

About three weeks before Halloween, my parents said they would like to come down and my wife suggested Halloween weekend so I could join her if I wanted. Plans worked out great and they announced they would be there for the weekend...leading me to devise a plan.

My wife decided on Harley Quinn for the contest. She picked a very complimentary corset and very tight leather pants. Her hair was done up in pig tails and her makeup looked amazing. In helping her get dressed, I couldn't help but laugh inwardly that I was helping her to get ready for the appreciation of other guys which only further enhanced my arousal.

Our plan was for one of her girlfriends to pick her up and I would leave and check in to the hotel and arrive a bit later. About an hour after leaving she texted me bragging about free drinks and dancing. Little did she know, I had already gone to a porn store to pick up some items, checked in to the hotel, changed, and was on my way to the bar...where I was not expected for another hour.

Upon arrival, I put my mask on and order a beer, eventually finding a dark corner to relax in. I actually walked past her a couple of times and she didn't recognize me; my costume was a success and HOLY SHIT SHE LOOKED AMAZING! In the hour prior to me revealing myself to her, I watched her dance with a total of 4 guys. Of the 4, one was whispering in her ear and stayed close to her after the dance. My phone vibrated: "Babe, come save me!" "Babe, are you here?"

I chose this moment to walk up behind her and slide my hands around her waist, "Just got here love." We chatted for a bit, having a couple more drinks, before I admitted "So it was extremely hot watching you dance with those guys and I'm glad this costume hides the results." She hadn't known I was watching and seemed slightly embarrassed and at a loss for words. Without waiting for a response, I took her friend's hand in mine and went out to dance, leaving my incredibly sexy wife alone at the table. I knew it wouldn't take long for her to have a partner...and I was correct. Before I had made one round around the dance floor with her friend, there was my wife in another man's arms again. This time we made eye contact and shared smiles.

This happened a couple more times and then it was announced the costume contest would begin shortly. She was no doubt the hottest woman on the floor for the contest and I know she heard the comments from some of the guys: "You can win back at my place" "She'd look even better in just the corset". Hearing the guys swooning over my wife made me even harder.

The night went on and closing time rolled around. We stopped to get food on the way back to the hotel and it was gone before we got to the room. No sooner did we get in the room than she was on me. I pulled away long enough to show her what I got prior to the bar, a pleasure wand and a sex swing. Using these toys and our newfound lust, we fucked for two hours straight before passing out. After sleeping for four hours or so, we woke up and had sex again...the first time we've had morning sex in probably 6 years.

We again had a conversation about her having a threesome with me and another guy or fucking a guy in front of me. Her response shocked me... "I want to."

Chapter 3: Curiosity

The next three months held some fun stories. For starters, we went from arguing at least once a week for two years to making it 5 months without a single real argument. Sure, we disagreed on things, but we also made it a point to kiss and hug after. The first thing we would do every day is a passionate embrace and a deep kiss. I began focusing more at school during the day to enhance our time together at night which led to extra cuddling at night...something else we hadn't been doing.

The idea of her with another guy had changed the entire dynamic between both of us. We were more loving, caring, sensual, and flirty any time we were together. In addition, where previously we "didn't have time" to text during the day or at night, conversation had become a normal part of our day again. She was also more apt to talk about sex...which was a huge turn on for me.

At one point, her phone stopped sending text messages so we both downloaded SnapChat...which actually led to many more pictures being sent my way. We were both at a much better point in our relationship.

But there was one thing missing...any movement towards this fantasy. She gave me approval to pre-screen guys for a possible encounter which I put off for a bit, instead hoping she would get hit on at the grocery store or gym. A couple weeks after Halloween, we both took a day off. We napped together through the morning and went to the gym. Now, there is a guy at this gym I have seen ogle her on more than one occasion and have actually fantasized about seeing her with. This time was no different; as she was doing incline bench press there was an unobstructed angle down the front of her shirt at the apex of the movement...and unobstructed angle that distracted him immensely. After he left, I asked if she would "tap that" to which she didn't really give a committal response. She actually seemed a bit embarrassed about it. Over the next couple of weeks she started going to the gym every day after work. After a while, she would come home and start telling me about how he looked at her or how he offered to spot her on some exercises. The thought of her perfect ass rubbing against his groin during a squat spot was a very sexy thought indeed.

One night, I saw him during my workout and decided to invite him over for a football game. After telling my wife, she got very excited. She selected a short pair of shorts and a very tight fitting jersey for the game. We chatted and drank, Dalton and I have Shiners and my wife having vodka. Around the third quarter, she was becoming very flirty. At one point, she sat between us and leaned back against me, placing her feet in his lap. She handed him lotion and told him to rub her feet. This display resulted in an instant erection for me, which she felt and then smiled.

I was no longer paying attention to the game...I watched out of the corner of my eye as his hands rubbed her feet and slowly traveled up her calves. She let out a slight moan as his fingers began to apply pressure to the backs of her knees. She looked over to her drink, which was still mostly full, and asked me to top her off. Feeling slightly beaten, I wiggled out from behind her and got up. As I was refilling, I heard her say "Please do my back". I smiled inwardly and readjusted myself.

As I walked out I almost dropped her drink. She was sitting in his lap wearing only her shorts and a bra...which she was in the process of unsnapping. He was rubbing lotion between his hands and slowly began to slide them up her back and over her shoulders. I stood in awe as my topless wife was being pleased by a friend from the gym.

His hands slid down to her waist and she leaned back into him. He began to suck and nibble her neck and shoulder as his hands massaged her amazing chest, slowly lowering down to the front of her shorts. I continued to watch as he unbuttoned her shorts and she raised her hips to push them down. She then laid back on the couch and I saw one leg drape over the back and his head disappear.

I ran back to the room to get the camera and set it to video. Walking back to the living room I was completely unnoticed. She was moaning his name as he licked her clit. I sat down in the recliner and watched as she reached her first climax. He stood up and knelt down by her head and fought to release his cock from his shorts. I couldn't help but notice it was shorter than mine and a little thinner, but it was still hot. She lowered the head down to her mouth and began to lick the head before finally opening her mouth and taking him to the base. She sucked him until he started to tense up and released him.

It was then she finally remembered I was in the room. She seductively walked over to me and kissed me deeply before bending over my lap. He place a hand on each hip and entered her from behind. She looked into my eyes as he slowly slid in. The pure pleasure on her face took me to a new level of arousal, and her bare breasts sandwiching my erect cock almost got me off as he began to get a rhythm. After about 10 minutes and her cumming once more, Dalton began to tense up and slammed in one last time, emptying his load inside her. She looked over her shoulder and said "Ok, go ahead and get dressed, it's my husband's turn now."

He looked confused as he got dressed. She had already climbed up on my lap and was lowering herself onto me as he finished and walked out. We shook hands as he walked by and my wife kissed me deeply as she rode me. I lasted less than 5 minutes on the first go around...which was surprisingly long given my state of arousal. For the next hour, I reclaimed my wife before we went to pick up the baby.

There were a few other times where we almost did something but none came to fruition. The closest encounter was in early December. I had just passed my comprehensive exams and we went out to celebrate. We went out to dance and she ordered me to get drinks while she danced. We ended up with one guy that stayed at our table most of the night and monopolized her on the dance floor. So why did this one not work?

Well, she is my wife. This jackass tried to claim her and actually got pissy when I took her out for a few dances. When it came time to leave, he followed us out and tried to say we owed him something. After warning him to back off, he got belligerent and pushed me...so, I may or may not have decked him and my wife may or may not have kicked the shit out of him and stepped on his balls.

I did not even have time to get my seatbelt on before she had released me from my pants and engulfed me. We ended up pulling over at a park...apparently seeing her man being manly was a slight turn on.

The new year came around and we enjoyed the new dynamic of our relationship. Our gym friend had since moved and she was still dressing more provocatively when out in public. I was much sweeter to her and she was much more sensual to me. I had just begun dissertation work but was able to find a balance and maintain our dynamic. Aside from buying new toys and both of us experimenting with both sides of the Dom/Sub BDSM relationship on occasion, we didn't do anything else like the weekend of the football game.

Chapter 4: Freedom

It was August of 2016. It had been about a year since our marriage had gone the route of the Phoenix and we were still going very strong. I had my Dissertation Defense coming up in a week, a Post-Doctoral Internship set up at the NASA facility in Houston, and we had already decided on a house to move into. She had just accepted a regional director position with the home healthy company she worked for and the only negative thing I can think of is our baby entering her Terrible Two's (watches do not belong in toilets!)

Our marriage was going very strong. We were having sex at least twice a week and many weeks were much more. At least twice a month I would wake up to her sitting on my face or her head bobbing up and down under the covers. We were very affectionate in public, we cooked for each other, we bought random gifts for each other...it was perfect.

My Dissertation came and I solidly passed in front of friends and family. That night, in front of her family, my family, and some close family friends, I knelt down and held a box out to her. "Baby, will you re-marry me?" Of course, she's become used to random acts of randomness out of me, but this one was completely out of nowhere. Yet, she played it well and pretended to think about it. Our sense of humor had finally meshed!

After she finally said, "Well...I guess I can," I stood up, dipped her, and kissed her. I'm not going to say I grabbed her ass in front of everyone but I totally grabbed her ass in front of everyone. In the past, that would have been a slap, but at this moment it got a nice laugh.

When we got home, we made the most passionate love we ever have. We eventually fell asleep in each other's arms with me still inside her. The next morning, I got up and made her breakfast. I placed a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast on a tray with a side dish of French toast and a glass of orange juice. I also laid an envelope.

I kissed her good morning and gave her breakfast. She noticed the envelope when she picked up the orange juice and opened it. It contained two plane tickets to Jamaica. She jumped up and kissed me.

The next month flew by. We moved into our new house, she got situated at her new job, and I got my new office set up with NASA. I had already placed the stipulation of taking a week off after graduation with them and it was deemed acceptable. My wife, being the new Regional Director, just told her office she would be missing for a week. December finally rolled around and my friends and family were again on tap for me to walk the stage. The picture of me in my gown, my wife dressed as the hottest women in Kyle Field, and my two and a quarter year old baby rocking a dress is the centerpiece of my new desk.

Chapter 5: Exploration

It's now January and I am gazing longingly and lovingly at my wife as she packs. She doesn't know what hotel we are staying at, only that we have a week in Jamaica at an all-inclusive resort. I happily notice that I no longer have to ask her for lingerie...she seems to have made half her suitcase primarily lace and leather. She also packed her pleasure wand and blindfold. It seems she is in the mood for a very fun week.

We haven't done anything with anyone else since our gym friend. I know she's flirted and been hit on but nothing has come of it and I haven't pushed. I'm getting lots of sex and that's what's really important, right?

We are about to make the eight hour drive to West Texas to drop the baby off with her great grandparents. I know they are extremely excited to have a week with their great granddaughter and both mine and my wife's parents are in close proximity if a break is needed. We then board a plane that flies BACK to Houston and then a four hour flight to Jamaica.

As we make this 16 hour journey, I get more and more excited. We are now in the plane over the Gulf of Mexico and the inside is very quiet. My wife has her head on my shoulder and is sound asleep under the supplied blanket. I look down at her and she seems to feel it, as she looks up at me and we share a long kiss. Her eyes light up as she realizes everyone is asleep and she says simply "wait 30 seconds and follow."