me calienta que ,mi mujer me cuente todo

This happens on a Wednesday when I come back from work, my wife tells me she went to the interview and that there was a high percentage of her staying with the job, she asked who interviewed her and she told me it was someone from human resources, on one hand this gave me certain tranquility.

The week after that, I came home from work and my wife told me they had called her and said the job was for her. This obviously made me happy, since it would serve both of us to cover our expenses, I highlight that I earn merely well, but as many know, it's not the same having two sources of income as one, since we also have a child.

At the time she starts working, we always talked about how it went etc etc...and she tells me that they had invited her to spend a day at Marcos' country house and that, of course, I was also invited since it was celebrating more than an anniversary of the company where she recently started working.

We were still warm and this was a Sunday, we woke up early, my wife started showering and she has the habit of preparing her clothes before showering, and I see that she had bought a black lacy bodysuit quite hollow, when she comes out of the bathroom, I tell...but do you think this is appropriate...and she says smiling...oh me...let me show myself...okay I said to myself and question is we left.

We arrived at the place, there was a lot of people, we ate barbecue, I established a connection with other people... until in a moment my wife takes off her short that she had on and the gazes of several were very obvious, some obviously simulated, but as I'm a good observer, I noticed that.

Until that moment everything was going normally, people start to leave by the hour, some early since the return to capital from Pilar is quite tedious, we stay late because I didn't want to catch the traffic congestion that usually forms and the thing is that we stayed, Marcos (owner of that house), my wife and I.

We talk about life things until we retire, on the way, I tell my wife how some people stare at you...and my wife hugs me and says...oh no, you're jealous...and that's where the topic ends.

We got home, got into bed...and started making love, in a moment of passion I played a song that he had done before and I said, how much I would like you to get with another type to which she told me enough...we've already talked about the topic...I don't want you to touch it again...decided not to play it again but I have to confess that that idea has been circling in my head for a long time.

This situation of telling her my fantasy or desire, better said, I repeated it in several and other occasions, that is, repeating that phrase, 'I'd like another type to take you and tell me about it', until she says to me...do you want? (I always use a tone that obviously got me excited and very)...and every time she said that to me, I noticed she was noticing my excitement...

One day I got home, she was acting strange, but didn't ask anything, while lying in bed, she says to me:

She: I have to tell you something...you won't get angry

I'm not stopping for anything...tell me...(at that moment she kisses and hugs me)

She: He's blowing his top at me (he tells me this while embracing and with his face towards my ear, unable to see the expression on his face)

In that moment, I turned to see her face and she was with her eyes closed like a gesture of fear/remorse, I didn't say anything and started giving her kisses all over...until we started making love, when I was inside her, and in the middle of her panting, I said...you'll take it...and she wasn't responding...I insisted with the same question again, until she tells me, I need some time, then I decided not to insist anymore.

Days went by, the situation kept repeating itself (in bed and at the precise moment), until she confessed to me that Marcos would reach her almost near my house every time she left work and then I'd tell her everything was fine...every time we were in bed, he'd bring up the topic and she'd be telling me things Marcos would say to her...until one day she says...(we were in the middle of it, both having sex) and confesses that she kisses Marcos...when she said that, my excitement became terrible...and she obviously noticed that, since every time we brought up the topic, she'd sense my situation.

A Wednesday, she tells me (I always repeat the conversation was happening while we were having sex)...I don't want to end up like anyone else, and I told Marcos that this weekend I would be alone and you would go see your parents, and he accepted going out to dinner with him...this obviously I understood and it really excited me a lot, and I said...I want you to go out with him...let him screw you, don't hold back, I like your decision...I love you...and she says: I don't want this to be because something bad happens between us...to which I responded: always and you know it, my desire is for a guy to screw you and then tell me all the details of what happened...the problem is that we keep having sex and falling asleep.

The day has arrived...Saturday...she's going to the hair salon, she went to get her hands done, waxed and everything a woman does for a special occasion. When I see her, I notice she bought a dress, backless and revealing, and a very sexy lingerie set (including stockings and tights), that situation excited me. It was time for her to leave...I saw how she was getting ready, and while she was adjusting her clothes...I took one of her hands and told her...I'd love to make love to you now...to which she responds, when I get back, I want to be yours again...

When she had to leave, I see her go up to the computer and turn towards me, takes a bag that was prepared...and tells me...there are things that cost me a lot to tell you, out of shame, and leaves something written on the comp, I want you to read it, and if you want to avoid this...let me know by sending a text message, I don't want this to be the cause of something bad between us two, because I love you and this is just heat, simply, at that moment she leaves.

I went to the computer and I read:

love; I want you to know before anything that I love you, it cost me to take this decision and this won't change a thing about us, I think it will even fortify because I notice every time we touched the subject you got excited, but I don't want to be selfish in that regard and as you'll see I'm willing to access your fantasy, confessing at the same time that I have a certain heat with Marcos, denying this would be false and is what I least would do towards you, because of things we talked about every time he reached home until it made me hot, the only thing I ask is that when he returns, don't touch the subject, I want you to possess me, I want to feel you inside me because you're everything to me.

Marcos asked me to make tonight very special for him, that's why I did all this, and if this situation makes you feel uncomfortable, you know what to do, I told you before I left, I'm going to dinner with him at his house, don't know when I'll be back, since he asked me to spend the whole Sunday with him, he said he wants me to be his woman for a day and that really excites me, being a woman of two types, maybe it sounds weird, but that's how I feel and I have no reason to hide this from you...I love you, remember that...

Const.

After reading this, I get excited and sent a text message where I wrote: I also love you and fulfill your desire, I'm eager for your arrival.

Hours passed...I imagined the situation, knowing she was with another guy made me hot, I felt weird, until I received a text message at around 2:30 am where it says: 'asked me to be her full wife for this night, can I? I love you'

I replied: if your wife gets hard-on, I love you.

I couldn't sleep thinking about her...what she would be doing, but sleep got the better of me, I woke up at 11 am and she still hadn't returned, I took my phone and called her, she answered and I said: I know you're with him, don't get nervous, just respond simply...

He asked her if she fulfilled her desire, she tells me yes, they really got it on and she keeps telling me yes. She then says, I'm at home but the landline phone doesn't work...I hope you can hear me well...later she says...now I can talk, get away from him a lot, and I ask her, did you give yourself to him 100%? And she tells me...when I get there, I'll tell you, I love you so much...and we hang up. The reality is that the conversation was longer.

A while later, I receive a text message where she says: I'm staying over to sleep, we'll see each other tomorrow...I love you.

I felt insecure at that moment, thought many things....but I had to accept that I was in that game, didn't respond to that message at the time, but later did and said...I also love you and want you to tell me everything, don't hide anything from me...can't wait to see you tomorrow love

To the day after, I get up, I'm going to work, I call her and she says, I'm at work now I can talk....and in the chat she says that he wanted us to stay also on Sunday and that she had it half planned, that's why she took that bag with clothes, in that chat she says...today I'll write you an email where I'll tell you the details, I don't want you to ask me when we're together...I just want you to possess me...I love you too much, obviously my desire to know what had happened was very great, but in a certain way I respected what she was saying, that's why I didn't delve into the topic of the phone conversation.

In the afternoon, I see your email where you tell me everything in detail, I would like to transcribe it but it would make it too long.

When I finished reading that email, my desire to be with her increased, so I called her and told her I was coming over. We did it...I picked her up and we arrived home, having long and necessary breaks during sex, making incredible love (or rather, screwing in a way) since that email, where everything was detailed, made me really hot.

Well, I'd like to say what I was saying before, having opinions and if someone went through similar situations, maybe even being able to talk about it in the right way, not giving away their email because I know there's people who will say...what nonsense that is, but anyway it was a healthy madness...many will understand what I'm referring to.