Wife's Trainer: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Lexi Archer

  And here I was doing it again. I was supposed to be concentrating on the decidedly not-sexy dishes and instead all I could think about was Melanie. She filled my mind. Thoughts of what it would be like to reach up and untie that halter top. To see it fall down around her stomach revealing her tits or maybe her bra, though from the way her nipples had been straining out while she sat at the table I was pretty sure she wasn’t wearing any sort of bra tonight. It would have to be a strapless number if she did have one.

  I sighed. It seemed like no matter how hard I tried I wasn’t going to get thoughts of Melanie out of my head. Again I wondered if this was something that was actually real or if I was just projecting the tension in my own head, in my own cock, onto everyone else at our little intimate dinner party.

  Hands. Hands around my waist. I very nearly jumped out of my skin. I thought Carrie was still over on the other side of the bar that blocked the bottom half of the kitchen from the view of the living room.

  Those delicate hands moved around my front just like she had earlier in the evening. They moved down and then they were trailing up and down the length of my cock which definitely wasn’t helping my ability to get my hard on to go down.

  That must’ve been Melanie I saw over in the living room looking for a game, though why Carrie would have one of our guests rummaging through one of our closets looking for a game to play was beyond me. I glanced over.

  I froze. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. If anything my cock started to throb even harder than it had been.

  Carrie was definitely over there. She was bent over leaning into the back of the closet and giving Tyler one hell of a view. A hell of a view that he was taking full advantage of as he stood there with his hands on his hips staring down at my wife’s ass which was almost exposed as her dress rode up. Yeah, he was certainly enjoying himself.

  If that was Carrie over there digging through the closet trying to find a game that meant there wasn’t a chance that it was Carrie standing behind me, pressing her body against me, wrapping her arms around me and running her hand down to her cock.

  I felt a moment of panic, oddly enough. Melanie was behind me. Carrie and Tyler were over there on the other side of the divider from the kitchen to the living room. All it would take was for one of them to turn around and see what was happening and the evening had the potential to go to a very interesting and dangerous place.

  Sure Carrie probably wouldn’t mind. She’d probably enjoy the hell out of catching me with her coworker running her hands up and down my cock, but I didn’t know how Tyler would react. What would he think of his pretty petite wife coming up behind me and acting on a crush that seemed more and more real with each passing moment?

  One thing was for sure. I definitely had my answer. Carrie definitely wasn’t bullshitting me when she said Melanie had a crush on me. A woman didn’t touch a man like that if she wasn’t interested.

  “They might see you,” I hissed.

  “Would that be so bad?”

  I shivered. Her breath was so hut as it caressed my ear. That shiver quickly turned to a shudder that was more intense than any case of the shudders I’d gotten in years. There was something about this scenario that felt like more of a turn on than any of the other times we’d been on the cusp of having one hell of a fun night of playing with another couple.

  I wasn’t sure if that was because of how hot Melanie was, because of the sense of innocence that she gave off, because I knew that she was a girl who’d waited for marriage thanks to my wife’s digging which meant in turn that if we did have a little fun I would be only the second man to be with her, or if it was a little bit of all of the above.

  Probably a little bit of all of the above.

  “Would your husband appreciate that?” I asked.

  “You might be surprised. Besides, does he really have a leg to stand on with the way he’s appreciating Carrie right now?”

  Her hand moved up and then her fingers were moving at the edge of my jeans. I held my breath and concentrated on the bubbly water flowing into the sink as those fingers moved down inside my jeans. As they moved down inside my boxers. As I felt the hot flesh of her fingers coming into contact with the equally hot throbbing heat of my cock. Her hand wrapped around and then she was moving her hand up and down in a subtle jerking motion that had the very real potential to have me blowing my load all over my pants and her pretty little hand.

  Fuck!

  “Are you really worried about my husband catching us?” she asked.

  “Maybe a little?” I said. I wasn’t exactly worried about him trying to kick my ass. In the sense that if he did try to kick my ass I didn’t think he had a chance despite how in shape he was. I spent my time at the gym as well. Still, even if I thought I had a good chance at winning a fight that didn’t mean I wanted to get into one in the first place.

  “I don’t know. He wouldn’t really have a reason to get mad considering the way he’s staring at your wife’s ass, would he?”

  I suppose Melanie had a fair point with that. I glanced over to where Tyler and Carrie were still looking for a boardgame or something, but it was obvious that was just a pretense for Carrie to show off her ass and for Tyler to stare while she was giving off a free show. It was hard to tell from this angle, but as I watched them it almost seemed as though he was leaning in close enough that he might be pressing against her.

  That coupled with the feel of Melanie running her hands over my cock was combining to create one hell of an overwhelming sensation for me. Watching my wife potentially getting dry humped while she leaned into our closet while I was standing maybe twenty feet away with Tyler’s innocent and until-recently virginal bride running her hand along my cock.

  Talk about an experience I was going to be remembering for a long time to come!

  “Of course if you’re really that worried about my husband seeing something maybe I should hide?”

  “What are you…”

  Not that I got a chance to finish the thought. I was still watching Tyler moving in close to my wife and wondering if it was just a trick of the angle or if what I thought was happening was actually happening when Melanie gave me one hell of a surprise by getting down on her knees in front of me and working at my zipper!

  I figured that zipper was loud enough that they would be able to hear it all the way on the other side of the house even with the sound of the sink to drown it out. I figured Carrie and Tyler would look over here and see what Melanie was doing and all hell would break loose. Whether all hell meant everything breaking into a fight or an orgy was anyone’s guess, but I figured something would happen.

  Only nothing. They were so preoccupied with one another that they weren’t paying attention anything going on over here on my side of the house. And now Melanie was completely hidden from their view by the island separating the kitchen from the living room.

  Melanie’s intentions couldn’t be any clearer. I should’ve been more turned on than anything else, but as she got down on her knees and really started working on the front of my pants with intention the only thing I felt was panic. Overriding panic that threatened to overwhelm me.

  Melanie running her hands all over my cock was one thing. It was transgressive even if it wasn’t anything I hadn’t done before. The problem was I was pretty sure it definitely wasn’t anything Tyler or Melanie had done before, and her fishing my cock out and leaning forward so that those sweet, innocent, pouty lips were pressing against the head of my cock was another thing entirely!

  It was a good thing I still had my hands on the sink. If I didn’t have something to keep my balance then there was a good chance I would’ve collapsed to the floor at the feeling of her soft wet lips pressing against the head of my cock.

  This was so wrong. This was so different than other occasions when we’d had a little fun with other couples. In those other situations it was always other married couples who were about our age. It was couples who’d done this sort of thing before.
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br />   We’d always been in a situation where we were with other experienced couples. Well, except for the first time we tried it when Carrie was in much the same situation that Melanie was in now.

  Yeah, knowing that this pretty young thing was fresh out of college, knowing she was pretty inexperienced except for what she’d done with Tyler if what Carrie told me was to be believed, well let’s just say that was fueling my fantasy in a huge way. It was making her lips on my cock feel a hell of a lot more naughty than it would’ve otherwise.

  I’d gotten plenty of blowjobs before in my life, but a blowjob from a girl who was waiting for marriage who presumably hadn’t given too many blowjobs in her life? Well that was a completely different level of orgasmic fantasy entirely!

  Yeah, it seemed Carrie was absolutely right about her hot young coworker having a crush on me. I just prayed I could keep things under control long enough to keep from doing something that might alert Tyler that his pretty young wife was on her knees in front of me about to suck me off!

  4

  Caught in the Act

  It was all I could do to hold onto consciousness as her mouth moved down my shaft. As with all blowjobs it had its own signature that was different from any other blowjob I’d ever enjoyed while at the same time having that familiar “blowjob feel” that I loved so much.

  Warmth, wetness, suction all mixing together causing me to cross my eyes and go wild with lust!

  Melanie kept moving down until she was about halfway down my cock and then she stopped. I looked across the house to make sure Carrie and Tyler were still preoccupied. Yeah, it was pretty damn obvious from the way he was pressing against my wife that something was going on there. Something I definitely wouldn’t approve of if we had a traditionally monogamous relationship.

  Which made it a damn good thing we didn’t have that sort of outdated idea of how a relationship worked.

  Speaking of. Down below Melanie was doing a hell of a job of making it clear that my wife had been right about her coworker’s crush on me while at the same time proving that she wasn’t into the trappings of a traditionally monogamous relationship either.

  She let out a gagging noise that was like pure orgasmic bliss to my ears. That was the sort of noise a woman made when she was going too deep. When she didn’t have too much experience giving a guy head. It was swirling together with the already heady forbidden cocktail that was feeling her doing this to me to send me into overdrive. That little gag, quiet so it couldn’t be heard on the other side of the room, echoed through my mind.

  Melanie pulled back and then she was poised with her mouth on the edge of my cockhead. She was staring up with the sexiest pair of “fuck me” eyes I think I’d ever seen, and it was precisely because that wasn’t the sort of look I ever would’ve expected getting from a girl who I’d thought of as sweet, innocent, and mostly virginal up to this point.

  Noise from the other side of the room pulled me away from the delicious sensation of Melanie moving down on my cock again. She was only able to go about halfway down my cock before she stopped, it seemed that she wasn’t going to try and pull any porn star feats of deep throating on me and I couldn’t blame her since that would risk her making the sort of noise that might alert our spouses as to what was going on, but then again from what I could see of the two of them over there I didn’t think there was much worry.

  There was no doubt in my mind that something was going on now. Earlier it could’ve been a trick of the eyes, but Tyler was sitting behind my wife with his hands wrapped around her waist and there was no doubt he was pressing against her. There was no doubt his hard cock was pressing into her ass and I even thought I could hear her gasping from across the room, though that was impossible.

  If I could hear her gasping then there was no way they couldn’t hear the way Melanie was bobbing up and down on my cock.

  It was weird. Almost as though thinking that was enough to draw Tyler’s attention over to our side of the room. He glanced over his shoulder, the quick furtive glance of a man terrified he’s going to get caught doing something he shouldn’t be doing, and when his eyes locked with mine they went wide and his mouth opened.

  I grinned. What else could I do? Here I was with my cock buried in his wife’s mouth while he was grinding against my wife. The situation was ridiculous, and as he looked down he seemed to realize that his wife was nowhere to be found. He must’ve realized what the look on my face meant as I watched him grinding against Carrie, a sight that never failed to turn me on.

  I fucking loved watching my wife having fun with other men. Almost as much as I loved the feel of this blowjob from Melanie who seemed inexperienced but she was more than making up for that inexperience with enthusiasm!

  That enthusiasm coupled with locking eyes with her husband just as the dawning realization hit him that his wife was getting up to something just as naughty as my wife was getting up to was too much for me. I closed my eyes and let out a groan. I didn’t care at this point. He obviously knew what was going on. Carrie wouldn’t care about what was going on.

  He wanted to grind up against my wife? That was fine, but he’d have to accept the consequences.

  I looked down to Melanie and she stared up at me as she pulled out until it was just the tip of my cock in her lips. She seemed to sense that I was close, and she swirled her tongue around the tip of my cock as I felt my balls contract and then I was exploding inside her mouth.

  Pretty little Melanie might not have been very experienced when she was giving a blowjob, but she definitely knew what she was doing when she was taking my load. Her tongue continued to swirl and she stared up at me like a fucking innocent temptress as I shot over and over. And would you believe that she didn’t miss a single bit? I felt her mouth contract and saw her throat move and then she was swallowing. I was blowing my load down her throat and into her petite stomach.

  I felt like she was sucking the very essence out of me. I felt like I was going to lose it and I had to move a hand out and grab the side of the sink which was still running because I’d been so distracted that I didn’t bother to turn it off. I held onto that counter for dear life as I continued blowing my load until I got to the point where my cockhead got sensitive and I had to reach down and take her cheek in my hand to stop her from causing me to collapse.

  “Fuck that was amazing Melanie,” I said.

  She pulled off and my cock made an audible pop as a trail of my cum ran from my cock to her mouth and then it snapped apart. I looked across the room to where Carrie had turned around and was grinning at me while Tyler stood looking shell-shocked, though the way my wife’s hand was running up and down his cock from behind in a mirror both of what she’d done with me earlier and what his wife had done with me just moments ago was probably helping him get through the shock of the moment.

  “Holy shit,” Tyler said.

  I cocked an eyebrow at Carrie. “Ready for some fun baby?”

  “You’re asking the wrong person cowboy,” she purred. “I know Tyler’s ready to go.”

  I looked down to Melanie who still looked so captivating on her knees, even fully clothed, staring up at me with just a hint of my come on her lips. As I glanced down at her she reached out and licked that up causing me to shudder.

  “Oh I’m ready,” she said. She bit her lip and she looked uncertain for a moment. She was the epitome of sexy innocence. “Carrie says you’ve done this before. Teach me?”

  5

  Compensation

  “Did you hear that baby?” Carrie said. “She wants you to teach her.”

  “Oh I heard that,” I said.

  I couldn’t believe this. Sure Carrie and I had done some things over the years that were pretty out there in terms of fantasy territory, but this blew all of those experiences away. There was just something about Melanie, something about the sense of innocence she exuded even when she had my cock buried in her mouth, that turned me on and inspired me to higher levels of arousal than I think I’d ever
felt before in my life.

  I wondered if Carrie was feeling the same thing with Tyler. I wondered if he gave off a quality that I wasn’t picking up on. I wondered if she was as turned on by the idea of him getting turned on by her as I was.

  More than anything I wanted to see where this evening was going to go. I knew I was on board. I could tell from the way Carrie was talking that she was on board. I could tell from the way Melanie kept those “fuck me” eyes fixed on my own that she was definitely up for a little bit of fun.

  The only wild card in this whole situation was Tyler. All eyes in the room moved to him. Sure he’d been turned on by my wife. Sure he’d been grinding against her and taking some of his pleasure. Of course there was a huge difference between grinding against someone else and his wife giving a full on blowjob to a strange man. What would he think of that? Would the two sins balance out in his mind? Would he be willing to do a little more sinning in the interest of balancing the scales?

  “Did you really just give him a blowjob?” Tyler asked.

  Melanie looked over to him and the innocence was gone from those eyes. She was a temptress. A seductress. She was a naughty little minx who knew she was the center of attention and she was enjoying every moment of it. That flash was enough to make me seriously wonder if I’d completely misjudged her. If my wife and I were the ones who were being seduced instead of the other way around.

  Nah.

  “You know I did Tyler,” she said. “We talked about this. You were the one who said the idea turned you on.”

  Interesting. Very interesting. So our boy Tyler here had a fantasy about watching his wife with another man. That was a fantasy that I could get behind considering it was the fantasy that had launched my own polyamorous sex life with Carrie. That was a fantasy that I had gotten behind on more than one occasion. That was a fantasy that I was hoping I would be able to get behind tonight, because while Melanie’s mouth was nice there were so many other forbidden pleasures I was sure she had on offer and I wanted to try all of them!