A Loving Audience (VeiledDesires & Penny)

[Veiled_Desire]

Benjamin Wells knew that he did not exactly have the most conventional marriage. His wife, Jane, was a very unique woman. Of course she was beautiful, intelligent, funny, and an incredible lover, but she did have one unique kink. Ben didn't discover this kink until the couple was married for two years. At her 29th birthday Ben asked his wife what was the one thing she wanted more than anything else in the world. He was expecting her to say a trip to a new country, or even an expensive gift. Instead she told him she wanted to watch him fuck another woman. Ben was a bit stunned, he had no idea where this was coming from. Maybe she thought he was cheating on her and wanted to get back at him? When he asked her why she told him plainly that she loved watching other people have sex. It turned out she watched porn almost every day. As their relationship grew stronger Jane started to watch videos where the male stars looked more and more like her husband. It was at that point she realized just how much she wanted to watch Ben fuck another woman. She wanted him to do things that he would never do with her, she wanted to see how wild her husband could get.

Ben had no idea what to say at first, but he couldn't deny that the idea of fucking another woman did appeal to him. He loved his wife, but at the same time the idea of getting to have sex with a completely different woman consequence free was a little too good to pass up. So with some reluctance, he agreed. They spent the rest of the night discussing the matter and finally agreed on a plan. On Jane's birthday Ben left the house at 5:00 pm, heading out to a local bar to see if there was a woman he could pick up. Ben had gone out wearing a pair of black slacks and a white button up shirt with the top few buttons undone to show off his broad and flat chest. After flirting with a few women for a while Ben finally met Grace. She was a very attractive, but shy, African American woman. The two hit it off rather quickly, Ben kept telling her how beautiful she was and how much he enjoyed her company. After a few more drinks he convinced her to come back to his place.

There was clearly chemistry between the two as Ben and Grace burst into his house, Ben holding onto Grace as they kissed passionately up against the wall. Yet Ben did not take this opportunity to pull Grace onto the sofa in the living room. Instead he insisted that she come up to his bedroom, that they walk all the way up the stairs and enter the second door on his right before they even began to take off their clothes. As soon as they entered Ben made his way right over to the bed, ripping his shirt open to reveal his flat but slightly hair chest and stomach, smiling over at Grace as he said, "Come on love, let me see just how beautiful you are with those clothes off." He sat down on the bed, facing Grace and the large closet that had slits in the door where Jane was patiently waiting, watching the entire encounter unfold before her eyes.

 

[Penny]

Grace Thomas had been out with her friends in the bar last night, unwinding after a long day. She wasn't even dressed well - just a shirt, jeans, and sensible shoes. This made it all the more shocking, especially to her, when Ben had struck up a conversation and showed clear interest in her. Most people would agree that Grace was attractive, but Ben was punching above her weight class. Grace, however, would disagree, thinking that she was genuinely homely, and that Ben was completely out of her league. Grace saw her small chest as practically flat, her slim build as stick-thin, and her toned legs as chicken's feet. If she wasn't already into her second glass of wine when Ben struck up a conversation with her, she'd probably not have believed he was really interested in her. The next few drinks were good for her confidence, but weren't actually what convinced her to return to his place; after a long (and partially self-inflicted) dry spell, Grace was lonely, horny, and desperate enough to go with Ben cold sober.

"Oh my god, she really went with him," one of her friends remarked after she'd waved goodbye.

"I always knew she was a closet slut," another one joked.

Grace could handle her booze, and the drinks were already wearing off on the car ride home, leaving her with a restless buzz. About halfway there she's rested her hand high on his thigh, squeezing it occasionally. God, she needed this. If he'd been interested, Ben could easily have gotten some road head on the way back, but that wasn't the plan. Grace could barely wait until they got in the house before kissing him, wrapping a leg around his as he pressed her against the wall. For a second, she thought he'd tear off her clothes and fuck her right there, but he insisted on leading them up to his room.

Inside the closet, Jane sat up, almost pressing her face to the door's slats. "Cute," she mumbled to herself, watching Grace. The girl was young, ready, and obviously very attracted to her husband. Jane knew he could do anything he wanted to her, and couldn't wait to see it.

Behind her glasses, Grace's eyes were locked on Ben's masculine abdomen, biting down on her lower lip for a moment before she registered what he said. Her fingers held the first button of her shirt, ready to start unbuttoning, but hesitated there. "Ah - maybe we should turn out the lights? To make it more romantic?"

 

[Veiled_Desire]

"No Grace." He said in a calm but encouraging manner, raising his hand up and waving her closer to the bed. "If we turned off the lights how would I see that beautiful body of yours." He stood up, walking over to her as he noticed just how shy she was being. "I think you look stunning, and I want to see you." He walked up behind her now, wrapping his hands around her waist as he leaned in and began to kiss up the right side of her neck. Their backs were facing the closet now and as he kissed and nibbled up her neck he said, "I want to see every expression on your face as I explore every inch of your body."

He gently and subtly tugged at her body, turning them around to face the closet slowly as his right hand went up to the bottom button on her shirt and undoing it with a skilled pinch of his fingers. His left hand went up to cup at her right breast, giving it a firm squeeze as he began to nip along her earlobe. "Personally, I think it is even more romantic when I get to see how much my partner is enjoying herself. Don't you agree?" He had continued to unbutton his way up past her belly button at this point. He took his time, wanting her to do most of the work and let his actions only encourage her instead of guide her.

 

[Penny]

"I, but - ohhh." Grace started to protest, but stiffened as Ben wrapped his hands around her, his touch sending shocks through her body. Her breath quickened as she felt his lips on her neck, one hand sliding down his side to his hip, grabbing his thigh before creeping around behind him to his buttocks. Inside the closet, Jane licked her lips and nodded in appreciation as Grace took a handful of her husband's ass. She has good taste.

Grace didn't know why Ben was turning her to face the closet, and didn't really care. She felt him unbutton her shirt and shivered in anticipation, even as she felt a slow creep of anxiety at the thought of being exposed. She gasped aloud as he grabbed her breast, feeling her nipple stiffen under her bra, and laid her hand overtop his to keep it there. "Yes..." she moaned, letting her head fall back on his shoulder. "Yes, I agree."

Her other hand slid to her belly, first feeling the skin exposed by her unbuttoned shirt - as if to confirm this was really happening - before tracing downward to unbutton her jeans. With that done, she grabbed the hand unbuttoning her shirt and guided it down until she was pushing it into her jeans, over her panties. She then left it there to explore as she reached up and began undoing the rest of her shirt buttons, one-handed.

Jane's breath was hot and heavy in the closet, staring unblinking out between the slats. She had one hand on her breast, squeezing, and the other between her legs. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but she resisted the urge to rush ahead and waited for Ben's next move.