The Doctor

I was nearing 80 my wife 70 but the difference was she did not look her age. Five foot five, maybe one hundred and twenty pounds. Some wrinkles but not bad, a very nice chest and my favorite slim legs with thighs that did not touch. We had been married almost thirty years and we are doing well except for the sex part. Having said that, I will admit that I have always able to bring her to a good climax with oral sex. I had gotten erectile disfunction at the end of our first year together. Of course, it was not called that then.

At my request she had taken a few lovers over the years, but none had really worked out. Several years before this she and I had looked for a possible lover on a popular hook up site. Well I had looked for her. I would find a man, copy his picture and profile and give it to her. Not wanting to overwhelm her I was giving her two at a time. The third was an ER doctor from a nearby city, he was single, ten years younger than her, very tall, which she liked, slim and particularly good looking. I just figured he would not really be interested in her, so I had held back on showing his profile to her.

She picked one of the other men and after a lot of email and text exchanges, we met then they had a daytime date and set up a get together for sex the following weekend. Their texting continued and he even texted with me. All seemed great, she was extremely excited but the night before the day he told her he could not make it. Then the next day told her he reconsidered and decided he did not want to have an affair with a woman who had a husband living with her.

She was heart broken and swore to never consider any men in the future. After that I had a series of health issues. Three hospital admissions and two procedures and we are up to the present time. All seems well with her and I, we have oral sex every couple of weeks and she seems good with it.

At the time I had explained to the doctor, my third pick, that she had made a choice. I told him I did not show her his profile because I did not want to confuse her with too many men at one time. He and I had friendly emails, we did share the love of guitar playing and kind of loosely kept in touch with an email every six month or so. His name by the way was William. In his latest email he asked about Danielle my wife. I told him she was good and even attached her latest birthday picture.

He told me again that he was so sorry it did not work out. That he really liked older women and was looking for a FWB that could offer a stable long-term relationship and that he really liked married women with understanding husbands. I admitted that in retrospect he would have probably been a much better choice.

"John," he said. "I have a three-day medical conference coming up in your town, I am going to stay in a hotel there and wondered if you and Danielle could join me for dinner one night?"

"William, let me talk to her, explain our connection and see if she would be interested. I still have one of your pictures to show her but will explain that there is no expectations it will just be a friendly dinner."

Danielle was a hard sell, she really thought I had something planned but I finally convinced her it was all above board. I think the picture of William and description might have helped also since her last three picks for lovers were very tall men. Her father was a tough man and I think she has a need for domineering type men although she would never admit it.

The night came and to my surprise and shock she wore a new dress with a low-cut front showing a fair amount of cleavage which is totally unlike Danielle. She had a dress like that when we first got married but have never worn anything like it since. Having worked as an OT in the school system until her retirement she always dressed very conservatively.

We arrived at his hotel, went to the restaurant, gave his name and were led to his table. William stood, greeted me in passing, took Danielle's hand kissed it and, in that instant,, I knew she was going to sleep with him. We had a great dinner then the band started playing and William and Danielle started dancing and dancing and dancing. Finally, they came back to the table, William excused himself to go to the restroom.

Danielle looked at me and said, "John, why don't you go home now, I am going to stay with William tonight, I will call you to pick me up tomorrow morning."

I left, feeling both empty and happy. Several hours later at home my phone beeped, and I opened a text with a picture. It was a picture of a very nice-looking hard cock partially in a wet cunt. The text was, "William is going to bring me home on his way back to Tampa on Monday."

Needless to say my time until Monday was chaotic. Lots of masturbation, little sleep. I did continue to get a text every now and them. None were G rated. Her sucking a cock, him eating her. A short video of them fucking.

Monday about ten o'clock I heard the key in the front door and here they came hand in hand. She rushed over and gave me a big kiss then said.

"William has to leave but I am going to give him a goodbye blow job first."

With that she led him into the bedroom for about fifteen minutes. When they returned, he was zipping up his pants and she was licking her lips. He came to me, gave me a big hug and thanked me, turned gave her a long kiss then left.

Dani went to bed and slept till the next day. When she woke, she kept thanking me for insisting that she come with me to meet William. Told me she had one of the best times of her life and was gong to see him again. She was a bit scant on details, but she had always been that way. She came in the kitchen, got a cup of coffee then sat down on a stool.

"Dear, I want to show you what William did to me."

With that she dropped the robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She had red marks all over her upper body, especially on her breasts. She then opened her legs to show my her cunt, It was open, she had always had a tightly closed cunt but I guess Williams thick cock had changed all of that.

"William is off next weekend," she said. "He is coming to stay here, while we don't want you in the room, we agreed that if you put a camera in there it would be OK with us."

I kissed her and went to the computer to start looking for the right camera.