She sent Jeff a selfie of her boob. My vanilla wife > > (Read Part 1)

Part 2

I was stunned, driving home and wondering, what next?

When I walked through the door, she greeted me with a massive hug, a kiss, an excited but sheepish grin.

What are we doing, she asked. Are we crazy?

No, I said, pulling her in for another kiss.

I slid my hands inside her jeans, cupping her bare cheeks. No panties, as usual.

She pushed her pussy against me, so I slid one hand around to the front, feeling how incredibly wet she already was.

She was completely turned on. She grind-ed herself against my raging erection.

Stop, she whispered. We need to talk.

I poured us each a drink—a beer for me and a glass of wine for her.

Where are we going with this she asked?

Let's just play it by ear, I replied.

We had talked about this for almost twenty years, and it had always been an emphatic no. Until now.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was Jeff. Are you home? he asked.

Yes, I replied. She’s wet and turned on.

I’m going to video call, he texted back.

She won't agree to it, I warned him.

He tried calling anyway. Three times his face popped up on the screen, and each time

she blocked the call.

Then, Jeff texted her directly: Can I send you something?

Sure, she replied.

What would you like to see?

Hmm, surprise me, she replied.

A minute later, a notification arrived. It was a mirror selfie he had taken of himself.

His impressive rock hard 8 inch cock pointing skyward.

Wow, she whispered, staring at the screen. He's huge!

(I was struggling to control my erection by then, at the time!)

Thanks, she texted back. I like it. Goodnight!

She switched her phone off and set it aside. We quickly shed our clothes, she pulled

me down onto the bed, her body humming with anticipation. We lost ourselves in each

other, making passionate, wild love until we were both exhausted and satisfied.

Afterward, we lay together in the quiet room, holding each other tightly.

What have we unleashed? I wondered.

I looked at her and asked the question that had been hanging in the air.

“Do you want to fuck him?”

Yes, she said breathlessly. YES, I do.

Part 3 to follow...../