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My wife, Andrea, is still a knockout at 35. Dark, burning red hair, green eyes, great skin and a fantastic body (36C-24-35). She’s as close to a nudist as I’ve ever met. After we were married, I realized how much she liked to wear nothing or as little around the house as possible. And I loved it.

One day I came home from work and arrived at the front door at the same time as the newspaper boy. He’s a nice, handsome guy about 18 and we said hello and he gave me the paper. At the same time I opened the door, and there was Andrea, staring naked! The paperboy got a huge grin on his face when his eyes took in my wife’s big body. Andrea slammed the door and the newspaper boy left with a big smile on his face.

My company had put me at the Wentworth Hotel for my course, very nice of them I thought. My course was just around the corner, twenty of us were introduced to a new computer program that was supposed to be the best in the world at that time. The majority of my colleagues were just not my type’s life seemed to revolve around their job, I enjoyed my work, but I had other interests. At the end of the first week I missed Peter my husband, I also missed sex that was very sexy, something I couldn’t do without. Saturday I did some shopping and did sightseeing, one thing I didn’t want to do was hang out with the rest of the crew of the course. That night I put on a new dress that I bought that day, black, cut low, short, and it clung to me like another skin. I have no problem with stockings my brown looked good enough on his own, just some nice high heels court shoes to finish the look. I ate at the hotel restaurant before I moved to the cocktail bar, it must have been popular if it was quite busy. I sat at the bar and ordered myself a Daiquiri, looking around the room I noticed one or two attractive boys who were very attractive to me. There were also one or two other women, clearly well dressed with their husband or boyfriend, I turned out to be the only one on their own. I’m thinking of drinking my drink and leaving when the bartender put another Daiquiri in front of me.

My husband has always been kinky in the bedroom and wants to try new things. We lived in Germany when he was in the army and had seen many different kinds of sex films. One night in the bedroom after watching some videos, we were on the bed… He started eating my pussy. It felt great as usual, but he then suggested something totally off the wall-he asked me if I thought I’d enjoy 2 guys doing me at the same time. It sounded so like the wall that I broke into him and said, “No, you’re crazy… But deep in my head, it excited me. He stopped talking about it and we just did our thing… sex as usual.

We were at McDonald’s talking while she was eating her double cheeseburger. We talked about everything from George Straight concerts and Garth Brooks concerts that he had worked as a guard, to things that we’ve all been through. He was a perfect gentleman to compliment her with her napkins for the catch-up that dripping out of her hamburger. Finally after a while he asked if we wanted to go somewhere, and she reacted quickly with yes! We got in the car and drove to the motel and he followed us.

I knew early on I wasn’t making her happy. Our sex drives didn’t seem right. When I was tired of work and wanted to sleep, she wanted to have sex. When I was rested and ready, she was less and less in the mood.

When I left school and worked full-time (two jobs), and she ended up in school, our social life was very different. My social life revolved around e-mails to my friends and family 2,000 miles away. My day off was spent every week with her and her family - church and dinner. She spent the evening with her friends, so-called the “sensible one” when she was drunk and chasing men. She also spent many weekends with her school clubs and visited her mother.

Last weekend we went cycling and stopped at our usual waterhole. It is very popular bar with weekend bikers (no motorcycle gangs, but especially professional people who like to wear their Harley equipment and drive on weekends). It has an outside deck overlooking the parking lot, so you can watch all the bikes come and go. There is a wooden gate of eight meters around the parking lot with a wooded land behind it.