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"Learning"
   by Ray Smith


My wife and I met in 1992. She was 24. I was 35. The age gap then
did not seem so apparent nor did it seem to be of importance. 
She had graduated from college and I was self employed.  I
remember thinking what a fox. I was also very surprised that not
only did we date, but that we ended up married. This was my
second, her first.

Our first five years of marriage had their ups and downs. We
generally got along well together. As I mentioned, she is Asian
and we had some challenges learning to understand and blend
cultures together. Of course we had the same male/female
challenges like any other couple.

I was and am very proud of my wife's appearance. She is 5'4'',
115 lbs and, unlike some Asian women, she is a very curvy
34c-23-34. I was fully aware that many men would find her
attractive, as well that she would be put in some situation where
she would get hit on (asked out).

At first I was never worried, in our fourth year she mentioned an
incident were one of her customers had asked her out. Of course
knucklehead here persisted in the usual questions. Would you have
gone out with him, if not married? Was he your type? Were you
flirting etc.? Her answers did make me a little jealous, but she
added she was married to me and not to worry about it. Of course
that night we made love and I found myself conjuring up those
images.

Over the next several months I began to notice or paying
attention at a minimum and took note that a lot of men gave my
wife a good look over, a wink or a smile. I asked her about that
and she said it was not uncommon and she appreciated the
attention, most of the time. Sometimes it was unwanted.

Our own sex life seemed satisfactory. During that same year Nori
met a very attractive woman from the Philippines they developed a
nice friendship. I think in someways this was one of the steps
that led to a change in our own relationship.

Mila was also married, but it was obvious that she liked men and
really didn't try to hide it from My wife or even me. My wife's
questions changed. She asked me about penis sizes, what was normal
for frequency of intercourse, about anal and oral sex. About the
same time Mila asked Nori to join her on occasion on her nights
out.

I always got the same story. Nori was there to help Mila stay out
of trouble. My own wife's dress began to change subtly at first.
The dresses were shorter, sometimes lower cut, a little more makeup.I
can't complain as I seemed to be the beneficiary of this.

I asked finally one day if she danced with other men. She paused
then confided that she had, but again she told me not to worry.
To my surprise she invited me to join her and Mila when they went
out. I asked if that was ok with Mila, and she told me Mila
didn't care, but I wasn't to be judgmental either, about Mila's
behavior.

It seemed fair, when we went out. Hell, I felt like a lucky guy
to escort two beautiful Asian women both dressed to the hilt.
Well it was a nice fantasy anyway, quickly dispelled.

Mila knew a number of men in the club and a number of men seemed
to know my wife as well. She explained it as being friends, which
as it turned out was honest. Even with me sitting there both
gals were asked to dance, but an hour later Mila left the bar
with a young gentleman. I asked Nori if she wanted to do that.
She didn't give me a clear answer, but told me she had men make
the offer to her. She said she thought about it but didn't do it.

I had left off asking Nori if she had wanted to go and she told
me she had thought about it, but, she seemed to be joking. It was
at that time I had all sorts of thoughts. I wondered who she
usually danced with, if, who and how did she flirt. Was she
attracted to the other men, or was she there just because her
friend wanted someone to go with?

I found myself getting angry and jealous, yet completely
interested and somewhat excited. As my wife sat there, she seemed
to look incredibly attractive, her soft skin, her breasts seems
larger, her lips full her eyes sexy. We left shortly after that
and had I thought a very passionate night of lovemaking.

During the next week, I brought up many of my feelings to Nori.
She told me she did enjoy going out with Mila, and she couldn't
say she didn't enjoy the attention she received. She did comment
that she didn't dance while I was there. She told me out of
respect for me, but she would have liked to dance either with me
or with some of the men whom inquired.

I asked her if she wanted me to ever go out with them again. She
told me Mila brought that up, after the two had discussed my
questions. Mila suggested if I was really curious to go in
separately and sit at the bar, and observe, but, she also
suggested only if I would not get weird. (I think she meant
jealous)

I asked Noriko her feelings, she told me she would feel somewhat
self conscious, but it would be ok. I told her to just act like I
wasn't there. I would be good...boy I sure didn't know what I was
offering or asking.

Next Saturday rolled around quickly. Nori really played things to
the hilt, asking me for suggestions of what she should wear. I
thought I would encourage being conservative, but, instead just
the opposite, even suggesting maybe she should buy some new
clothes, I told her perhaps a nice slinky black dress low cut,
short, some high heels, the whole enchilada.

Its odd I didn't really want to do this, yet it was like some
taboo that I didn't or couldn't ignore. I left he house first to
get a seat at the bar. Good thing it seemed busy.

Thirty to 45 minutes later Mila and my wife came in the door. Both
looked great, and I heard a couple of guys comment on the "babes"
that had walked in. Noriko seemed to wink at me briefly, but then
played the part of a stranger.

They took a table maybe 15-20 feet from me, where I could see,
but not necessarily hear. With the music beginning to play
hearing was out of the question anyway.

I looked at the guys in the crowd wondering or fearing who would
ask my wife to dance or make a move on her or whose invite she
would accept. It was fascinating sitting there, watching both
ladies, attractive, sophisticated and sexy sitting sipping their
drinks, and observing the crowd themselves. I tried to guess what
my wife was thinking.

I watched in some infantile anger as a guy went to my wife's
table and obviously asked her to dance, even though my wife
didn't do anything unnatural when she smiled and accepted his
offer. I felt momentarily betrayed. (I also remembered my
promise.) She looked great. It seemed as if her breasts were going
to pop out of her dress. Her suitor seemed eagerly impressed. I
vaguely recalled seeing him in the bar the last week. He was one
of the guys who my wife seemed to know.

When the song ended he walked her back to the table and left.
Whew, that was ok!! Nori didn't even give me a look. (Later she
told me she had to pretend I wasn't there.) Again I watched a
couple of men approach their table and asked one of the women
to dance, but were politely rejected (this was better.)

Until two guys walked in and Mila gave them a very friendly wave.
They immediately came to the table and sat down. It seemed
obvious that Mila knew both men and made the introductions. One
man left, the other had intentions, if I judged correctly, of
wanting to stay with Mila. My wife seemed a little distant, but
then I realized she seemed to be looking at the crowd.

Then she seemed to fixate on something. I realized it was a male.
She got up from the table and walked over to a man standing at
the dance rail. She seemed glad to see him, touching his arm as
they talked. I got my first surprise when I saw him offer her a
cigarette and she accepted it (she rarely smokes). She took his
arm and slowly guided him back to their table. As they talked and
joked I ordered another drink, again perturbed but fascinated as
well.

When they got up to dance those pangs returned. Even more so when a
slow number came up next and he put his arms around her and she
him. they seemed close, way too close (of course a mile would
have been too close). He was rubbing the small of her back. She
was smiling as they danced. When he snuck a kiss he took
another a longer lingering kiss. When that happened I felt a
hand on my shoulder. It was Mila, by herself. She looked at me
and asked how I felt,

I said "How do you think?" She reminded me again that I had asked
Nori to act naturally and that I would behave myself. She told me
that my wife really enjoyed getting out, but she also loved me
very much! Then Mila floored me with. "You have to understand your
wife, Ray. She is natural with men. They like her, and well, she
likes them.  The man she is dancing with has made love to her
before. I about choked on that.

"Mila,why are you telling me this?" She told me Nori wanted me
to do so. If you want her to stop, go cut in. If you dont know,
stay and think.

When Mila told me that a bomb exploded. I started to get up, but
Mila firmly, for a small woman, guided me back to my chair. She
told me she was joking. She told me Nori had mentioned the
discussion we had, and Mila was sure I had some very strong
interest in seeing my wife with another man not only dancing but
sexually.

I was not mortified, but what to answer to this gal!! She told me
Nori had mentioned she would get (Rick) to kiss her and Mila was
to see. Nori didn't believe Mila when she told her what she
thought.

I finally told Mila I just didn't know, I love my wife and
certainly enjoy her. She asked me point blank if I got excited
when I saw Noriko kiss. I said yes!

We actually left early as I pretended successfully to pick up my
wife. This time Noriko was more direct with me about what I was
wanting. At the same time I asked her if she had entertained
thoughts like this. She told me she had on occasion been very
curious.

I finally told her if she wanted to experiment she could. 
Believe me its wasn't just a nod, it was quite a talk on ground
rules. Whether I would be there, or she would go alone etc.

I asked her if she already had someone in mind. It hurt a bit
when she told me she did. She told me she had met a man a couple
of months ago at her job. He was attractive she said,
intelligent, a little younger than she was and he had asked her
out several times. She told me she would feel more comfortable
the first time going out with him alone.

I asked her if she planned on having sexual relations with him.
She was diplomatic and told me she really wasn't sure if they'd
even get along. and that I needed to be patient and
understanding.

I finally agreed, even though it was a gut wrenching thing to do.
I listened as she called Ron. The conversation was innocent even
when she told him she would be free this coming Friday. It
didn't take a brain scientist to figure out he made the proper
response and the date was set.

Forty-eight hours never passed so slowly. A mixture of anxiety,
interest and jealousy would sweep over me. Nori seemed so natural
about it. I think it was her way to keep me calm or at bay.

I was home as she got ready. I tried to make love to her while she
was getting ready, but was rebuffed as she told me she didn't
have time. Ron was going to pick her up and she wanted to be
ready. It drove me crazy watching the attention to detail she
seemed to take, fixing her hair applying her makeup, putting on a
sexy little dress. She laughed when I commented on that. She said
"What do you want me to wear? A sack?" Would have been fine by
me.

We had discussed earlier that I didn't want to be here when Ron
picked her up. I told her so she didn't feel nervous I would be
gone. That I would visit a friend in Portland and be back in the
morning. She told me I didn't have to do that, but I insisted.

I left just a few minutes before Ron got there, parking not quite
around the corner. It offered me a view of the front yard and
porch, I probably could have been spotted by Nori if she was
looking.

Ron came driving up in a new Mercedes Benz, nice car. He got out.
He looked to be in his late 20's, tall, dark complexioned, good
shape. Jeez made me feel great as I looked at my beer gut. I
watched him go to the door then inside...my own heart was beating
like crazy.

Luckily, they came out of the home reasonably quickly. She had her
hand on his bicep, then he opened the door for her, great nice
gentleman!! Then off they went....

I sat there for an hour. I didn't really want to go see my friend
in Portland. I had already nixed my idea about following them. I
decided I would just go home. After all Nori had somewhat
indicated for me not to worry, or that's how I perceived it.

I decided to park the car around the block and just sit at home
till she returned. I did make a couple of decisions. If they came
home I could hide in my den. Besides, it gave me a good view of
both our living room and family room, and if I got real nervous,
I could leave by my den door. But again, while I was jealous,
suddenly I had gotten relaxed about what was going on. So what my
wife had gone out. She had never cheated on me (or so I thought).
This was something new and we could stop if we (or I) wanted
to.

I sat in my den, reading, though I was having to concentrate as
my mind wandered through images that were carnal to passive. 
About 11pm I saw headlights and glanced out the window and saw
"his" car. Good, I thought. They didn't stay out late or....

I locked my den door though the view is still pretty good thanks
to some faulty carpentry. I could hear extremely well, and as
mentioned my view was pretty good. Believe me I felt like a
pervert doing this!!

When they came in it seemed relaxed, my wife didn't look like she
had been mauled. Their conversation initially seemed like any
other given the situation. She got him and herself a glass of
wine, talked about various things. In fact I was getting bored
to an extent.

Ron asked her why she called him. Her response, almost word for
word, "I've been attracted to you since we met. I initially
refused your offers, because I'm married, but the opportunity
came up where I had time to go out and I wanted your company" 
He asked, "What about your husband?" She told him "Not to worry
about that."

He asked if he should be going as it was getting late. (I thought
he should!!) Nori told him he could go if he wanted, though she
would like it if he stayed even better. He told her he was
extremely attracted to her and wasn't sure if he could behave
much longer. Then she not quite whispered, "Who said I wanted you
to behave?"

"It's not often I am here by myself." He didn't need any more
encouraging. He moved close to my wife on the couch and they
began to kiss. I heard her tell him,"You kiss very good. I will
be good for you." In minutes they were both naked. The cooing of
lovers, heavy breathing, my wife's nipples were fully extended.
He was one hung guy. Her hand kept sliding up and down on his
shaft as his own fingers played and pried her pussy, the wetter
and wetter she obviously became.

"You have a nice big cock for your Asian whore?" "My husband is
maybe half your size." "Please fuck me. I need it!" for the next
hour I listened and watched my, what I thought conservative, wife
play whore, fucking him then sucking him and back to fucking. I
even heard her tell him she had cheated on me twice before him.
Once with a mutual friend and once with Mila's husband!


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