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Cum and skype meI travel.. a lot… My job takes me to California at least five times a year for 2 to 3 weeks at a time. The first few days I’m there I’m consumed with getting acclimated and adjusted to the time change. By the time my sleep schedule gets back to normal I find myself really missing my wife and making love to her. She is a 5’1 blonde beauty. Her 110 lbs. are tight and tanned… all except the C cups that hold back her amazing breasts. Needless to say… being 2000 miles away from her for a couple of weeks makes things hard on both of us.It has long been my commitment to her that I will not stray…. nor will she. I trust her completely. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about another man inside her. In fact, I made a list a few years ago of potential men that we know who she has told me she thought were attractive. For the first handful of years she would sneak a pair of her panties into my suitcase that she had worn recently. I used to dig through my clothes when I got to my hotel looking for that baggy with a little of her in it. She kicked it up a notch when I found a picture of her in the panties she had sent. OK… yes… I love panties. Not the cotton ones. I love the satin, nylon ones that sit tight to her pussy. And NO THONGS ALLOWED! A full back panty is the only thing I want to see on that sweet ass! With the panties and pictures in my hotel room I would jerk off a couple of times a days.Then, just a few years ago, things changed. I got to my hotel room, found my panties and picture and set it on the dresser. I took off for a quick meal and checked in to my place of employment and made it back to the room about 6 hours later. I knew someone had been in the room when I noticed that there was a new flat screen TV in place of the one that was there when I dropped off my bags. Since the TV sat on top of the dresser the first thing that crossed my mind was “damn! The panties and picture!!” Sure enough…the bag that held these treasures was now on the desk….opened. I knew that I had closed the zip lock when I left.Oh the things that race through a horny mans mind! I felt extremely uncomfortable that someone had touched that bag… but my dick was as hard a rock when I thought that someone had. The rules changed…for the first time I was sure that someone besides me had seen my wife in her undies and had felt the panties she was wearing. There is no doubt that the load I squeezed off minutes later came with the same vigor as my first load into my wife’s cunt!The person who saw those items was privileged to see what I saw daily. Those particular panties were smooth nylon, orange and smelled like her pussy. The best smell and taste in the world. I pulled the panties from the bag and took a deep whiff. Instead of the sweet odor of my wife I smelled aftershave! The conclusion was obvious to me…. the guy who changed out the TV’s took a moment for himself and buried his face in her panties. I smiled…smiled big… If I can’t watch my wife with another man I can share her this way. I turned on the TV and noticed that there was no picture. I looked behind the unit and realized that the cable had not been hooked up. “What are the chances” I asked out-loud “that the maintenance guy who put this TV here would manisa escort come up if I called the front desk and told them it wasn’t working?” I knew I wanted to see the face of the man who had for all practical purposes been in my wife’s crack.The knock at the door and the word “maintenance” told me that it was time to meet this fellow. I left the baggy right where he had put it. I opened the door and was greeted with the same smell of aftershave. “This is the guy” crossed my mind. He was a guy about my age…balding slightly but still in reasonably good shape. I asked him in and told him that the TV wasn’t working. He poked around for bit… told me he had forgotten to hook up the cable and it was a quick fix. When he was done I walked near the desk and told him that I couldn’t thank him enough for getting the fix in so quick. I asked if he took tips and he said that no one had ever offered him one. “This is your lucky day” I said. I handed him the bag with the panties and the picture. I told him that I’m sure he had jerked off already to this (Something I really didn’t know but assumed) and that since it smelled more like him than her I didn’t want it any more. It’s funny to watch embarrassment and excitement cross a persons face. “How did you know?” he asked. I told him that didn’t matter but he kinda helped me out with a fantasy and I was appreciative.Technology is a wonderful thing… especially for those of us who travel. With the new TV I was able to connect my laptop to that huge screen and when I Skyped my wife that night I told her the whole story. I could see she was blushing more than I have ever seen before… but when she got close to the camera she whispered…”but it makes me wet to think about it.” I couldn’t see her waist since it was off screen but I could see that her hand was moving around as though she was giving herself a treat. “Are you masturbating???” I asked. She blushed more and said yes. “Well…. I want to watch!” I said. I have always known that she pleasures herself from time to time… I do too. But this was the very first time that I had seen it happen. She pushed back the chair and put her feet on the desk. Her zipper was already open and her right hand deep into a pair of white satin beauties. She has never been a landing strip kind of gal… mostly she wears a full bush trimmed on the sides to keep things neat. One of the teases that she has given me over the years is when we go to a certain beach each summer she wears a bikini bottom that rides very low. When she wears that swimming suit at least an inch of her pubes curl out of the top for all the world to see. Now… compared to the way the rest of the people on the beach are dressed you could almost call her suit a church going outfit! You can’t imagine the number of times that I went neck deep into the lake so I could relieve myself of that load!“Get yours out and we’ll do this together” she said. Out I came and out came the cum. I could see her hands working her clit… the shiny folds of her panties changing to each stroke…the growing wet spot between her legs. Watching her scream in pleasure, along with the sperm crawling down my hand made me know that we had done something magical. This was not going to be the last time manisa escort bayan was something I knew for sure… and it wasn’t.For the next week we would meet on line and chat about our day. More and more I noticed that each evening she was dressed more provocatively. One night she would be in her satin blouse and skirt.. another night she would be in tight jeans and heals. I couldn’t think about much else each day. I couldn’t wait to see what she would be wearing that night.The day before I was going to come home she called in the middle of the day to say and hi and see how that day was going. She started asking a series of strange questions. Things like “When are you going to be back out there?” and “Do you always stay at the same hotel?” I told her that I was going to be out about two months down the road and no… I would be in another hotel next time. “Why do you ask?”“I was thinking about that maintenance guy that you gave my panties and picture to” she said. “I got to thinking that in a weird way he and I have had sex.” I smiled and said that in a way that was true. He had seen her in her panties and had those very panties now. “Do you think he has masturbated since you gave him those panties and my picture?” was her next question. If he hasn’t I would have to believe he was dead. My balls tingle to recount what she said next. “If you’re OK with it… I thought it would be exciting for both of us if when we Skype sex tonight that you invite him to come and watch. We could have a three way without ever touching each other.” I told her that I would think about it…. it sounded fun and I would ask him and let her know. But I also told her that my boss was calling and I needed to run. I confessed to her later that what I really did was run to the men’s room and drop a massive load into my hand. I could just barely contain myself.My work was done that day and I raced to the hotel hoping that he was still there. He had been avoiding me… at least it felt that way… and I had no idea what his schedule really was. As I was walking in from the parking lot he was waking out the building. I grinned at him and told him that it was good to meet him. I went on to say that I hoped that the panties where giving him some good entertainment. He assured me they were with a blush and then tried to move past me. I said that I knew guys love that kind of stuff and if he would come to my room that night I had a surprise for him that I think he would really enjoy. He tired to get some more information out of me about it but I said for him to just show up and be ready for a great time.8 PM came….10 PM at home… My wife and I had already opened up a Skype connection when he knocked at the door. He said he came close to not coming but it was driving him crazy to not know what I had in mind. I brought him into the room and introduced him to my beautiful wife. His head dropped as his face turned deep red…..”I’ve been set up” he said. “Yes, yes you have but it’s not like you think” came from my dear wife. “Men” she said “please take seat.” She was dressed in high heals…. bare legs… a tight skirt and satin blouse. Even thought she was wearing a bra her nipples were pushing through the fabric. “What do you think Jim?” she escort manisa asked our guest. He looked at me and I told him that this evening was for him. She would not be talking to me at all… all questions would be aimed and him alone. He stumbled around for his words but eventually croaked out an “I love it”.For the next twenty minutes my bride slowly and methodically removed each piece of her clothing until she was down to her bra and panties. “Which do you want to come off next” she asked Jim. He didn’t answer… I knew why. She had worn low cut panties and that wonderful ridge of hair was spilling out over the top of the lace. “The bra please” he said. “No… wait..” came over all those miles….”I want to see you first.” I really hadn’t dawned on me that while we were looking at her she was watching us. She really did want to see his dick!!!! I did feel some jealousy right there. Up until now both Jim and I had stayed fully clothed and had only stroked ourselves through our pants. This was first time in our married life that my wife would be looking at another man’s penis…. and it was she who asked. Jim dropped his pants and through the slit in his boxers he pulled out his man piece. To be honest.. it popped out more than he pulled it out. It was hard and long and pre-cum was dripping from the head. “Bra first” came from my wife….. her tits were in high-def perfection.“Panties next” and slowly she let her bush come out into the light. She sat on the edge of her chair and began to move her fingers through her cunt with the sound of her wet slit filling our room. I looked at Jim….his face had the look of ecstasy. My wife then put her bush not more than three feet from the camera as she cried out in organism. “JIM!” She screamed “LET YOUR LOAD GO!” She moved quickly back from her screen so she could this man fire a load that arced more than 3 feet to the floor.It was too much for me… and I went like a teenager being given a hand job in the back seat of a Buick.“How did that feel” my wife asked Jim. “It was incredible” he said. The panties she had on were only pulled down to 2 inches from her pussy and in front of Jim and I she took the satin front and wiped out her cunt. She was far more wet than I had seen in a very long time. She then took her phone and took a closeup picture of her pussy and sent it to my phone. “Forward that to Jim” she said, She took one more picture of her whole body and face and sent that for him as well. Then she asked for a discrete address she could send those panties to so he could masturbate for years to come over our night together. “You OK honey?” she asked me. “Oh yeah… I am just fine” I said. She blew both of us a kiss,,, we signed off and Jim went home.About two AM that morning I woke up and thought about all that went on…… I looked at the pictures on my phone… dropped another full load in my hand… washed and crawled back into bed.True to her word she sent those panties to Jim in a baggy just like the one he had seen that very first time. That was our last contact with Jim. But not our last time bringing a guest to the party. Always present on my end of the camera is myself and someone that I have decided needs to be given the gift of this amazing woman. All of them strangers to us both. All of them receiving the gift of panties in the mail afterwards.Sometimes is best that a man’s fantasies stay just that. Then there are times when they are just the beginning of even better, more sensual things. Stay tuned… there is more….

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