My Wife and the Carpenter

Introduction

Almost 6 months has passed since my wife agreed to join me and take a plunge into the forbidden pool of desire. After 10 years of marriage we finally realised my long held fantasy of watching her being intimate with another man. All went to plan on that one magical night. The ingredients were a luxury hotel, my wife, a masseur and a bottle of wine. Our sex life was enriched and memories of the evening have remained vivid for both of us. The fears my wife had held, worried that it may adversely change our relationship forever seemed a distant memory. On occasion we relive the experience in the bedroom. For instance, during love making I may whisper to her, suggesting I am the masseur from that night, on top of her right now, wanting her body, wanting to climax inside her. I would then move my hands and hips similar to what I witnessed that night. More often than not Sam's body would respond and bring her to an intense climax. Then one night something peculiar happened...