My phone rang unexpectedly 2 hours into getting into the office. It was Ashley, my young 25 year old wife. What did I forget to do now? I thought to myself. The call was silent but I could hear movement on the other end of the line.

Suddenly, I heard some whispering followed by heaving breathing. I was worried sick thinking that someone could have broken into the house and she was trying to call me for help. But then... I heard Ashley moan but out of pleasure.

My body was paralysed for a few seconds as it dawned on me that Ashley had bum-called me while masturbating. Everything eventually went quiet after hearing her climax very intensely after a very sexy few minutes. I hung up and did not mention anything to her until I got back home that night.

Me: "Hey babe, how was your day?"

Her: "Yeah it was good. Very busy with work and all"
Me: "Any fun adventures to tell of today?"

Her: "nop, just walked the dogs and that was uneventful"
Me (Smiling at her): "You bum-called me today while you were in your happy place. At first I thought you were being attacked or something and then realised what was going on."

Embarrassed, Ashley grimaces, lowers her head and curls up in embarrassment, digging very deep in her mind for a way to veer the conversation away but knows it's going to be a long-shot.

Her: "You can't know that for sure. I could have been using the massager to to get this back pain sorted"

Ashley has a beautiful slender but toned figure. However, despite running everyday she always felt fat always pointing to her boobs as the problem. They were very ample but seemed almost out of proportion for her slender figure and gave her back pains from the sheer weight of carrying them around. To me she was the most attractive woman in the world and always fantasised about her as my personal interactive porn star.

Still turned on from the earlier phone action I told her about this fantasy of mine where I'd imagine her as my personal porn star. She giggled and told me I was being silly. A few seconds right after, she turned to me and asked:

Her: "So you'd be turned on to see me in a orgy with other men and women?".
Me: "I would but it's just a fantasy of mine. It's not real"
Her: "So does that mean that you see me as some kind of toy or object or something? How can something like this even turn you on?"
Her: "Why can't I just be enough for you?"
Me: "You are MORE than enough to me. Much more. Actually, the turn on for me is seeing you climax in new ways, to new heights. It's actually all about your pleasure in the fantasy!"

She turned away and lost herself in reflection. The conversation died there and we went to bed facing away from each other not talking much. I didn't think it'd be wise to say anything that might upset her more. Suddenly, I remembered a cheeky question I had left for her.
Me: "So what were you masturbating to?"
Ashley (red as a tomato): "That's for me to know and for you to wonder"
Me: "Well I'm not the only one with secret fantasies it'd seem. I showed you mine so now you have to show me yours"

Ashley was put on the spot and knew that I had a point. We had always promised and emphasised on the importance of honesty and then recognised that it was a fair demand. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled:

Her: "I was thinking of different men (and women) who had been checking me out all summer. None of them specifically but just the attention that they gave me was a turn-on and it made me feel sexy and desired

But that's very different from thinking of having orgies."
Me: "See that's great. So we all agree that this is just fantasy then and nothing to be worried about?"
Her: "Let's just say that this isn't the end of this conversation. I think it's time we really understand what we're dealing with here."

The next day I decided to tease the Mrs a bit more by calling her from work and telling her that:
Me: "I left you a vibrator present by your bedside, should you want to wander to your happy place today".
Her: "Very funny!"
Me (grinning): "No seriously though, it turns me on to know that you're playing with yourself on the other end of the line"
Her: "Is that so? Well... in that case. I'm going to get me some payback today. You can listen to me cum on the phone as a punishment".

I've honestly never wanted to be punished so bad in my life. My imagination was running wild, the anticipation and all my senses felt amplified.

Me: "You're thinking about those men and women again aren't you?"
Her (moaning deep): "Absolutely! And there's nothing you can do about it, at least not from the office. Suck it"
Me: "Call out their names as you think of them"
Her: "You're not in control here. I decide"
Me: "Or do you... Rich"
Her: "Heyy! Where are you going with this?"

Rich grew up next door and I would often catch him ogling Ashley from his bedroom window, whenever she'd do some gardening in her very short shorts. The guy was smitten. However, now the tables are turned as he's just graduated from college and is as handsome as ever and I know that his lust for her is still there.

Me: "Alex? Imagine if we could not pay him his due and had to come to a 'special' arrangement?"
Alex was our home contractor who was quite muscular and charismatic. Although a decade older he had a allure of a wiseman and kind eyes. Ashley flirts back with him in body language without evening realising. She will very often be touchy feely with his arms and shoulders.

Her: "Oh! That's very... ahh, mhmm. Naughty! Mmmmm, Tell me more..."
My sweet, loving, innocent angel had fallen to a darker side of herself that she had never let out until then.
Me: "No there's no time for details. You know how he undresses you with his eyes all the time and I know you love the attention?"

Before I could finish the sentence Ashley came harder than I had ever witnessed, with a deep animalistic moan.

This little game of ours became a habit we'd enjoy on a weekly basis more or less. We started really opening up about these deeper darker fantasies and we'd never felt closer and stronger as a couple. Ashley got really good at making me cum based on our deeper understanding of each other. On my end I really enjoyed watching Ashley cum harder and harder the more daring and dirty the stories would get. It was a win-win situation. It was perfect until...

One day Ashley came up me:

Her: "We need to talk"
Me: "Sure. Before we say anything I just want to say that it wasn't me"
Her: "No seriously, it's about something I didn't want to talk about before because I don't think I handled it quite well. However, with our honesty with each other now, I feel like I can open up and share what's troubling me. In short, I feel bad and guilty because this new CFO at work has been flirting with me. But I didn't flirt back"
Me: "ok, so you fancy him?"
Her: "No. I mean... not like that"
Me: "So what's the problem"
Her: "I feel like I've led him on by not admitting that I'm married every time we've talked about relationships. I think I enjoyed the attention and it does turn me on. I know this is very different and to me it feels like a worse kind of cheating. I'm so sorry. I gave him my number and now he's trying to seduce me. I don't even know why I did that."
Me: "That's fine. I don't mind. Honesty is our strength"
Her: "What do you mean that's fine? It's not. I'm a horrible person"
Me: "Maybe we could role play that just to show you that I'm not mad at you at all. Au contraire, you're very attractive and I wouldn't understand a man who wouldn't find you attractive!".
We role played so many fantasies between ourselves spicing up the story by adding the most random and diverse strangers to the mix. David being one of them was quite interesting as it was a bit real with him basically being her boss.

But this is where things changed. Eventually I got to meet David at a Christmas work dinner for Ashley. I smiled confidently as I approached him and introduced myself as Ashely's husband. Visibly confused he eventually gathered himself up and eventually shook my hand. During the conversations throughout the night it became apparent that David was a workaholic, having recently divorced a narcissistic wife.

David: "I hope you know how lucky you are to have a wife with such a beautiful soul. Don't take it for granted. Not every out there is like that. Ask me how I know."
Me: "I count my blessings every time I look into her eyes"
Ashley: "Those are very kind words but I'm sure you'll find someone deserving very soon."
Ashley (champagne speaking): "You are the whole package: smart, funny, successful and kinda sexy and hot and tall. You could have anyone in this room if you wanted"

David's eyes rested on her for a while before saying "not ANYONE".

Ashley blushed, we all laughed. The comment clearly did not leave her indifferent and the champagne meant that she was ogling him more than she realised. We all eventually brushed it off as innocent flirting and became quite good and close friends.

One fine evening, David dropped Ashley off from work to the house as it's on his way to his. Ashley was glowing and giggling.

Her: "Honey... David wanted to fuck me today"
Me: "Did he try anything?"
Her: "Only with his eyes undressing me. I caught him and he was extremely embarrassed."
Me: "You shouldn't torture the poor guy like that"
Her: "Well if you want to let him have his way with me then that's fine too!"

We stared at each other and the next thing we know was that we were humping like rabbits. As we climaxed we laid there next to each other.
Me: "You should boink him for his birthday"
Her: "Yeah why not... that'd save me the hassle of figuring out what he likes as present"
Me: "Nothing can beat your tits in his face and your ass grinding against his cock"
Her: "Except.... Maybe an orgy?"
Me: "You want to throw him an orgy??!"
Her: "Hmmm. Food for thought"

The next day David picked up Ashley who wore a very smart outfit very fitting of an accountant. However, less buttons were tied on her blouse and she admitted to not wearing underwear.

Her: "You know how you always fantasised about me being your lil slut? We'll know that I'll spend all day wearing no underwear and I'll be sitting at arms length from David and his powerful hands."
Me: "Whatever makes you happy honey"
Her: "Whatever makes YOU happy"

Ashley dropped down to her knees and started blowing me right at the kitchen counter. I came all over her face right before David started blowing his horn. He was running late. Ashley looked like the cat who got the cream, literally.

That night I got a call from Ashley. It felt like she had bum-called me again, but she wasn't home and there was heavy breathing on the line.

Her: "Hi honey. I know it's your birthday today but I'm actually getting you your birthday gift right now. I'm going to put my phone aside. Just sit there and enjoy. You don't get to decide this one. I do".
David (in the background): "Why did you ask me to stop by the side of the road? Are you OK?"
Her: "yes sorry, I just needed something that I've never had before: to be fucked on the bonnet of your car"
David: "Wow wow wow, are things ok between you guys lately?"
Her: "Here's the deal David, I am going to fuck you and nobody is going to know about it."
Her: "Right now I need you to bend me over and fuck me like a little whore. Smash my pussy until I'm sore"
David: "I don't know what to say to that. I have often fantasised about taking you but I'm a bit shook by how forward and confident you are right now. What about your husband. I can't do this to him."
Her: "The truth is that you've been on my mind a lot lately. Hubby thinks that I should explore that fantasy and I reckon it turns him on too. What I want is to mend your broken heart and try to do so while satisfying my fixing about fucking you."
Ashley pulled herself closer to David and whispered: "there's a reason why my hair is tied up today. I want you to grab me by the hair and fuck my mouth."

David was confused but did not resist as Ashley pushed him onto the bonnet and crawled over him with a feline-like voluptuousness. Her beautiful large hips swayed from side to side as she made her way on top of him. She lifted her skirt to her waist and started grinding on his cock through his pants:

Her: "You're already so hard! Oh dear let's free you from captivity."
David: "You are so cute, hot and sexy. I can't believe this is happening"

Ashley is a beauty when she grinds like that. They way her body sways an undulates in a trance-like rhythm is so hypnotic. It's almost artistic the way her body language reflects how turned on she is as she arcs her back and runs her hands over her neck, shoulders, breasts. She paused there for a second before pulling down her blouse to reveal the most beautiful DD perky tits. David pulls himself up as if to have a closer look but Ashley cups them together and offers them to David to taste.

They fucked and sucked for over an hour. I could hear the car suspension squeaking while taking on the load of these two. Ashley was hungry for new cock and cried out louder with each thrust action. He grabbed on to her hips and pounded her like a madman out of control. Neither of them could walk straight after that. When she got back home, we fucked like never before after I ripped her clothes off at the door and fucked her again on the carpet.

Her: "Happy birthday honey. You don't have to tell me. I know how hard you get when you think about me with other men. However, I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't say I wanted to fuck David. I will never do this without asking you first as from now on."
Me: "I love you babe. Unfortunately, you crossed a boundary without consulting me today. That'll cost you if we want to be square."

Her (very attentive): "What are you thinking of?"

Me: "You'll have to do something for me some time and not ask questions"
Her: "Like a sub?"
Me: "Yes"

David still doesn't know that I know. However, Ashley has been invited to more senior exec trips on private charters lately and has been keeping me well updated. Hiro, David's boss, has been showing a lot of keen interest lately and both David and Ashley have agreed to an MMF threesome with Hiro, aboard the company jet. But that's another story that took a different and unexpected turn.