Last summer on a business trip to Chicago, I had a life altering event which has sent my life in a whole new direction. Until then, I was happily married man with a very attractive wife and had what I assumed what was an active and healthy sex life. We've talked about having children, but given that both of our jobs require us to travel quite a bit, we decided to put it off until our jobs require less time away from home.
Both my wife and I are in our early thirties and we still have our life in front of us to build a family. Wendy is a beautiful blonde with a dynamite body. We met in college and she has always been up for sex. I really cannot think of a time when she turned down my advances. On the contrary, in many cases it was she who began our love play. I guess that's one reason that I might glance at other women, but never gave serious thought about cheating on my wife.
Then last summer a man seduced me on a business trip and tapped a hidden desire I never knew existed. I don't believe I ever thought much about seeing a naked guy in the shower at the local gym or even watching a porn movie with my wife or a couple of buddies. Then in one afternoon, my world was turned upside down when a total stranger made me his "bitch". I sucked my first c*ck and let him fuck my *ss. Since that initial encounter with another man, I have not been able to get the picture out of my mind. There I was, kneeling before a man I had never met before, as I ran my tongue over his balls and sucked on his c*ck.
I found that when Wendy and I made love, as I closed my eyes I pictured it was his d*ck going into my a*s instead of my c*ck into her p*ssy. I would watch Wendy licking on my d*ck and envision I was going down on that c*ck. Don't get me wrong. Sex with my wife was still great but I couldn't get the scenes out of my mind which played over and over.
On the occasions Wendy was out of the house traveling or shopping, I would jump on our computer and surf the Internet for gay sites. The more video I watched, the more my desire for gay sex continued to build. I was always careful to erase the history on our browser so Wendy did not see what her husband was viewing. On the couple of occasions we had watched porn movies together in the past, she had always cited her dislike for girl on girl scenes. If she thought me watching lesbian videos were disgusting, I could not fathom what she would think of her husband's new found desire for gay sex.
One evening I found an adult personals site and created a screen name for myself. After a couple of weeks I became brave enough to contact someone who lived in my city. His name was Richard and he had several photos posted. He didn't post any nude photos, but from those he featured on the site, he was well built. Richard had sandy blonde hair, a good tan, and appeared to be in his mid to late twenties.
I left a message for him on the website message board to contact me if interested using the screen name I had created. In a couple of days he returned my email and we started emailing each other frequently sharing a little bit about ourselves. I was careful not to reveal too much about myself but I did share my first gay experience and told him I was a married man but anxious to experience another encounter with a man.
Richard encouraged us to get together but each time I found an excuse why we couldn't. I suppose something in the back of mind kept saying this was a bad idea while something else kept tugging at me...pushing me to set a date for the two us to meet.
Then one evening during supper, Wendy stated she wanted to visit her mom and dad for the weekend. She asked if I had any plans and I told her that I had a ton of things to do at the office and around the house but encouraged her to go ahead and visit. That evening, while my wife was in the den watching a show, I emailed Richard and told him my weekend was free. The next morning before I headed off to the office I checked my email and David had already read my message and emailed me back.
He provided the name and address of a bar in town which was gay friendly. While I had never heard of the bar, I was familiar with that area and told him I would be there Friday after work.
I left the office early on Friday to get a jump on the traffic. I had knots in my stomach as I drove to our rendezvous. Should I be doing this? Would it be as exciting as the first time? Entering the bar, it did not look any different than any other bar I had been to. There was quite a crowd already and I did notice some were paired off with people of the same sex but nothing quite like I had imagined. I guess I had let my imagination run wild with what people would be wearing and doing but it was pretty much like any other bar. I ordered a beer and sat at a table watching the door. I was on my third beer when Richard walked in the bar. He looked every bit like the pictures he posted on his site. He scanned the room before our eyes locked and I motioned him over. He smiled and walked confidently over to the table. Richard looked at my beer and stated he hoped he hadn't kept me waiting.