A wife begins to make love with another man at her husbands request.

Excerpt:
Under the soft glow of the night lights he appeared so serene. His face was so kind and so gentle. He smiled when I opened my eyes. He sat on the edge of the bed and ran his fingers down the sides of my cheeks. He whispered to me, "I love you so much." I slid over in the bed and patted the mattress, inviting him in. He undressed quickly and made his way into the bed and into my arms.

I held him so close then turned my head upward to find his lips waiting for me to meet them with mine. I kissed him with all the passion I held in me. It was one of those kisses that I get lost in; the kind where time completely stops and everything that is me becomes him. I no longer knew where I ended and he began. I think that these kisses are reserved for people who have that special partner - The one who knows them so completely that their lips meet and have a silent conversation by touching each other. I felt his tongue in my mouth and my tongue greeted it enthusiastically, softly and tenderly. The kisses became harder and hotter. He pulled me into him tightly. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my abdomen. I reached down and held it, feeling the pulsating hardness in my hands. I wanted to guide it between my legs and place it in the opening of my pussy giving him the encouragement to push it inside of me so I could feel the emptiness inside of me replaced by the fullness of his body. I did not need to help him; he read my mind and rolled his body over on top of me. He was so beautiful this way. He sat up on top of me straddling my pelvis. He took both hands and began to caress my body beginning at my shoulders. I saw the huge hands move across my breasts. I felt so small and so vulnerable yet so incredibly safe and secure with this man on top of me, exploring me with his strong hands.

He massaged each breast, stopping at each nipple to play with them until they were so very taut. Then he placed his head between them and rested there. I could feel his warm breath on my chest and hear the sound of his breathing. I ran my hand gently through his hair and pulled his face gently to my breast, indicating it was time for him to place his mouth on the nipple that was begging for his attention. He began to suck it so gently and then to tease it with his tongue. He then moved to the other side and again was sucking and teasing with the breast that awaited him.

He began to work his way down my body with gentle kisses stopping to pay special attention to my belly and the concave curves at my waist. I was longing desperately for him now. I was lost in his touch and waited anxiously to feel more. He gently moved his body to the side now. He spread my legs apart and began to run his fingers along the insides of my thighs, never touching the area close to my pussy. It made me want him there so much that I could not help but begin to softly moan. He leaned down and kissed the inside of my thighs until he was so close to my pussy I could feel his breath on the wetness of the labia and I felt my clit become erect without him ever touching it with any part of him except his warm breath. He moved his face until he was directly between my legs, put his mouth ...