I'll cut to the chase. I have been happily married for 5 years to my beautiful wife, Tiffany, but the problem is I have a very high sex drive, where as my wife is happy to simply not have sex. At the start of our relationship sex was regular and very good if not pretty standard, but recently I am lucky to have sex once a month and when we do it is missionary only.
I started to fantasize about my wife having sex with other men, and whilst it sounds strange the thought of her bouncing on some guys hard dick, moaning in pleasure, whilst she rubs her clit and begs him to cum inside her really turns me on. But hey it's just a fantasy, it would never happen. I know Tiff is not and would not have an affair, she is just not that kind of girl, life is perfect for her but she just really is not in to sex.
A bit about Tiffany. Tiff is 33, 5 foot 7, average build with 34C breasts. shoulder length brown hair and big brown eyes. Typically she would dress in jeans and a top, sometimes she would slow cleavage but she would never wear anything overly sexy. She works as an accountant and prides herself on her work.
The story starts with me not having sex for nearly 3 months and I me fantasizing about my wife reluctantly agreeing to fuck two guys, before things get carried away and she ends up getting spit roast and double penetrated, a typical fantasy for me. I decided that I was going to try something, I might regret it, but at the time it sounded fun. I started contacting a few people on forums to see if anyone would like to fuck my wife, after ruling out a good number of people I found a 22year old named Chris who lived reasonable close by and we spent some time talking about thing. I explained that I wanted someone to fuck my wife, to do everything to her, and I wanted to watch albeit via camera. Despite Chris suggesting that he try and chat up my wife and lead her on to cheating on me, I said that she would never go for it and that the only way to get her to have sex would be blackmail. I suggested that he pose as a client, get her to do some accountancy work and that I could then fiddle the numbers so that it looks like she is trying to defraud the tax office. Tiff is a total straight arrow and would worry what even a false accusation could do so Chris agreed and I set up the plan.
A few days later I heard back from Chris, he has been in to see Tiff and said that his old accountant had retired suddenly and he was desperate from some work to be done the next day, Tiff agreed to fit him in (little did she know she would be fitting him in, in more ways than one). A further few days went by and I accessed the work on Tiff's computer whilst she was out, I changed enough that it would not look good for her and saved the file, whilst also saving a backup to my own computer in case Chris really tried to push the fraud thing. I knew Tiff would be forwarding the document that evening.
Chris messaged me to say that he is going to speak to Tiff today and start things moving with the blackmail. I do feel really bad, I know I should not have started this, but at the same time I can't believe my fantasies might play out.
There a knock on Tiffs door in the office "come in" says Tiff
"Hello Tiffany, thank you for doing that work for me so quickly. I've looked through the document and whilst I am not a qualified accountant I have been looking after my books for a while and things do not seem to add up" Says Chris
"Let me take a look" Tiffany takes the paper from Chris, has a read through and can't believe what she sees. "This is not what I had calculated!"
"Well it looks to me as if you were trying to defraud both myself and the revenue, I am duty bound to report this and thought I should tell you in person"
Tiff begins to sob "But this is not my work and this could ruin me!"
Chris put and arm on Tiffs shoulder "I'm sorry but it is signed by you and for all I know there are other people you have stolen from. You seem like an honest person but I can't let this go"
"is there not anything that I can do?" Tiff innocently replies
"Um" replies Chris "How about you come to my house later at about 20:00, tell me how you got the numbers and I'll see if that clears it up"
"OK, I'll be there"
Chris Messaged me after to explain that it went perfectly. He had set up some camera's in his house, which I had provided the money for and told me that my wife would be going to see him later. I ensured that I could access all the camera and let the day play out.
"Are you OK Honey" I said to Tiff as she came home, "you look upset"
"I'm fine, just tired. I do have a meeting later although I imagine it won't be too late. A client wants me to double check some bits"
"As long as you are OK" I said.
With that we ate dinner with the usual idle chitchat and me clock watching. At 19:30 Tiff said her good byes and left.
"Hi Tiffany, glad you could make it" Said Chris opening the front door, "come in"
"Thank you Chris, and thank you for suggesting we go through this"
"That's no problem. Take a seat, but I do not really want to look at the paper work. I want to take a look at you beautiful breasts"
Tiff stared in disbelief "Excuse me?!"
"I've had a friend look over this, he told me that whoever tried to fiddle the numbers could get in big trouble. Now I don't want to get you in any trouble Tiff, so if you do some things for me, I'll do the right thing for you and we can forget this ever happened" Chris said whilst standing over Tiffany.
"But it's not even my work, I haven't done anything wrong" Tiff says as she starts to sob
"OK, I'll report this tomorrow and if that's true I'm sure it will get sorted out" Chris says.
"NO!.... what do you want me to do" Tiff says quietly.
"First I want you to take your top and bra off. Every time we've met I've seen your cleavage and I want to see if your tits are as good as I imagine they are"
Tiffany stands, and starts to undo her blouse whilst looking at the floor.
"Look me in the eyes whilst you do it Tiff" Chris says in a voice whilst shows he is in control.
All this time I have been watching and listening through the camera system. The quality is really good and I can see and hear everything. Part of me hates myself, the other part of me is stroking my rock hard cock.
"Please don't call me Tiff, only my husband calls me Tiff" Tiff pleads.
"As far as you are concerned I am your husband tonight, now undo your bra and keep eye contact with me"
Tiff keeps looking Chris in the eye and reaches behind her back to undo her bra, she lets it fall away to show her gorgeous firm breasts.
"They are as good as I imagined Tiff, I bet your husband loves to play with them. Now take your trousers off"
"That is not what we agreed!" shouts Tiff indignantly.
"If you do not do what I say that I report the fraud, it is that simple" Chris firmly says.
sobbing quietly, Tiff slips her shoes and trousers off so she is standing there only in her black panties.
"You have an amazing figure Tiff, turn around slowly. Perfect. now look me in the eyes, walk towards me so we are only 2 foot apart. Good. Keep eye contact, put one hand down your pants and start touching yourself"
I'm watching the camera and cannot believe that she starts to do it. It's like she has given up hope and is standing there, staring at Chris whilst moving her hand. This goes on for 2 minutes in near silence when the next thing I hear is a zipper being undone.
"My penis is in front of you, keep touching yourself but with the other hand start slowly wanking my dick" Chris says this whilst looking in to Tiffs eyes all the time.
Tiff sobs loud enough that I can hear, but she walks forward slightly and I can she her hand with her wedding ring on holding on the Chris's cock and slowly pumping it.
With the camera I am able to zoom in on Tiff's face. I watch as she stares in to Chris's eyes and I see her mouth start to part slightly as it does before an orgasm. I can only imagine what must be going through her mind right now, but I know the bodies urges have to be obeyed and she has been touching herself for 10 minutes now.
"Kiss me" Chris says,
Without hesitation Tiff moves forward, still fingering herself, although with more urgency, and also pumping Chris's dick faster and locked lips with Chris.
Chris moves one hand through Tiffs hair to hold her head in for the kiss and the other on her arse, this lasts for 20 seconds before something that I did not expect happens.
"ugh!" Tiff breaks away from the kiss, lifts her head and signals her orgasm with a squeal and furious rubbing of her clit.
Chris pulls her back in for the kiss which Tiff obliges. Post orgasm, Tiff releases Chris's cock and removes her hand and lets her arms fall to her sides. she stands perfectly still until Chris holds her at which point she slowly rests her head on him and cries whilst she is held.
To be Continued
