Her Sexy Red Dress

It was the red dress that made all the difference. For years you tried to get her interested in fucking another guy and for years she refused.

Despite her obvious beauty, your wife just didn’t believe another man would be interested enough to fuck her.

That’s where the red dress comes in. You can still remember the day you bought it. You can remember the look on her face when she came out of the dressing room in it. You knew right then that something had changed.

The fit was perfect. It was tight across her breasts and down to her waist before loosening up over her hips and flowing down past her knees.

It was the slit up her left thigh that really sold the dress, though. With each step it exposed her soft skin. It allowed for easy access, too. You couldn’t help but imagine another man running his fingers between her legs as your wife gently spread her thighs and allowed him to access her pussy.

“This is the one,” your wife said as she posed for you.

When she turned around you admired the way the soft fabric brushed against her ass. You knew she’d have to wear a thong or go without panties for the dress to work and you loved it.

“What do you think?” she asked.

You smiled. “I agree. That’s the one. We have to buy it for you.”

“You think so?” she said as a wave of insecurity washed over her. For a moment it looked like she was going to crawl back into her shell and refuse to set herself free with a smoking hot dress.

You stood up and walked towards her. You ran your hands over the soft material of the dress and watched as your wife closed her eyes and enjoyed your touch.

“You look perfect in this dress, honey. You deserve it,” you said.

“Thank you,” she said.

Just a few minutes later you walked out the store with the dress in a bag and a smile on your face. Every woman deserves a dress she looks stunningly beautiful in and now your wife had one.

The greatest surprise came on the drive home. Out of nowhere, your wife said, “I’m ready.”

“Ready for what?” you asked, though you hoped she was talking about making your fantasy come true.

She reached over and caressed your thigh. You knew right then. Your cock came to life even before she confirmed your suspicions.

“I’m ready to cuckold you,” she said.

You tried to hide your excitement as you said, “Really? I mean, obviously that would be amazing, but you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

Your wife’s fingers moved between your legs and she played with your now-hard cock. “I know, baby,” she said while stroking you through your jeans. “I want to.”

You briefly took your eyes off the road to look at your wife. You saw genuine lust in her eyes. It seemed like she was telling the truth.

“I think about it, you know,” she said.

“About being with someone else?” you asked.

“Yes, baby. I think about fucking someone else. It turns me on. It scares me, too, but I can’t deny that I like the idea of being able to take a new man to bed, to experience someone new and all the thrills that come with that.”

You looked over again and saw your wife unbutton her pants and push a hand into the black lace thong she was wearing.

She moaned as her finger moved over her clit. “What woman wouldn’t enjoy being able to find a nice big cock to fuck her without any need to worry about her husband being jealous or angry?”

You tried your best to concentrate on the road as your wife masturbated in the passenger’s seat next to you. It blew your mind that she was playing with her pussy while thinking about fucking someone else. She’d made your fantasy into hers and now she was going to make it a reality.

“You’re not going to be jealous, are you baby?” your wife asked as she masturbated. “You’re going to be a good husband and let me find a nice big cock to satisfy me, right?”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. It was like an entirely different woman had gotten in the car with you after the shopping trip.

“Yes, I’ll be a good husband,” you answered her.

“You’ll be a good cuckold, won’t you?” she said as her moans grew louder.

“Yes, I’ll be a good cuckold,” you said.

“Oh God, I’m cumming!” she called out.

You couldn’t help but smile. Your wife had just cum in the car while fantasizing about fucking someone else. In the span of an afternoon what had been pure fantasy for you quickly shifted to a shared desire with your wife, and one that she seemed determined to make into your new reality.

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“How do I look?” your wife asks as she emerges from the bedroom.

She’s in the sexy red dress she bought last week. Her dark hair looks soft and wavy and bounces just a little with each step. She’s paired her dress with a pair of strappy, barely there black high heels that highlight her remarkably sexy feet. As you admire her, your wife makes a point of opening the dress at the slit and showing you that she’s not wearing any panties.

You smile as your cock comes to life. She’s taking this seriously and you love it. Your wife is determined to fuck someone else tonight and she’s making sure that when she walks into the bar every man is going to look at her.

“You’re going to have your pick of guys,” you say.

“I hope so,” she says with a smile before picking up the little clutch purse that holds her lipstick and a handful of condoms that you provided.

“Are you ready to be a cuckold?” she asks while stroking a sexy pose in her dress.

“Absolutely,” you answer. When you stand, the bulging erection in your pants is proof of the truth behind your answer. You’ve waited years for this. You desperately want her to cuckold you.

“Let’s go then. Your wife needs a new man,” she says before heading to the garage and sliding into the car.

You’ve picked a classy bar a few towns over to avoid running into anyone you know. On the drive over, all you can think about is how this night might end.

“Are we both agreed on the rules for tonight?” your wife asks.

“That you’re welcome to go home with anyone you want and that I can watch in the bar but I’m forbidden from making my presence known?” you answer.

Your wife reaches over and caresses your thigh. “That’s right. I know you want to watch him fuck me, and that will happen in the future, but for the first time I need it to be just my new man and me.”

You love that she’s so confident this is going to work out. You love that she’s already calling him her “new man.” Your cock is hard and all your wife is doing is gently caressing your thigh. You’re cuckold fantasy is so close to becoming reality.

When you arrive at the bar, she goes in first. You can’t help but stare at her ass in the red dress. It looks so perfect, and you know another man is going to have his hands on it soon.

You give her a five minute head start and then head into the bar. Your wife is sitting next to a remarkably good-looking man and they’re engaged in an animated conversation. You grab a stool a few seats down from them and order a drink.

It’s thrilling to listen as your wife flirts with another man. She does it effortlessly, like she never lost her touch despite being married to you for years.

Eventually, the man she’s talking to turns up the heat a little.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in here,” he says.

“That was my intention,” your wife says as she smiles at him.

You turn your head in time to see him reach out and caress your wife’s bare knee that the slit in her dress has exposed.

“This is the sexiest dress I’ve ever seen on a woman,” he says while leaning forward.

“Thank you,” your wife says.

His hand continues to gently rub her thigh as she leans towards him. They share a soft, tender kiss as you watch. You’re certain his tongue is in her mouth. She wants it. She welcomes it.

Your wife uncrosses her legs and spreads them slightly. He takes it as a sign of encouragement and moves his hand from her knee to her thigh. His fingers slowly and skillfully move over her soft skin and towards her pussy.

It’s dark in the bar, but you know other people are watching. They’re the only couple enjoying a vigorous kiss so of course they‘re attracting attention.

The bartender clears his throat and your wife and her new friend break their kiss. He says nothing but with a nod of his head the bartender wordlessly suggests that they move to one of the booths for a little more privacy.

Your wife smiles and takes her new friend’s hand in hers as she slides off the stool. She happens to flash her bare pussy at you when she does. She’s wet enough that you can see the dampness. She didn’t make a mistake. She’s letting you know that she’s turned on, that this is probably the guy she’s going home with.

For a few minutes you pretend to browse your phone, but mostly you’re figuring out how to get a better view of what’s happening in the booth.

Eventually you order another drink and take it to a table that will afford you a better angle to watch your wife and her new friend fool around.

His hands are all over her when you sit down. You can see under the table they’re sitting at and her legs are spread wide open. They’re kissing with an intense kind of passion that you haven’t experienced with her in years.

As your eyes adjust to the darker light it becomes clear that he’s fingering your wife. Another man’s fingers are in her pussy as she’s kissing him. You’re watching someone else penetrate your wife. It’s as close as you’re going to get to witnessing your cuckolding tonight and it’s perfect.

You watch your wife’s hand move under the table and between her new friend’s legs. You watch as she strokes his cock through his slacks. You see the look of pleasure on his face. Your wife is making another man feel good. She’s playing with his cock and you’re watching.

By now it’s clear she’s going to cuckold you. It’s only a matter of time. She’s playing with someone else’s cock in public and there’s no question she’s going to fuck him.

Instead of making each other cum in the bar, they take a break. You feel a little disappointed, but you understand why she wouldn’t want to give a full-on handjob in public.

You see them talking and assume they’re planning what’s going to happen next. It’s not a long conversation. When it’s over, the guy slips out of the booth and walks towards the bathroom.

Your wife beckons you over when he disappears behind the men’s room door.

She pulls you close for a long, slow tongue kiss when you reach the table. “I’m going home with him, obviously,” she says. “I think I’m going to spend the night at his place, so don’t wait up for me.”

“This is incredible,” you say. It’s the only thing that comes to mind and it’s absolutely true.

“I’m going to cuckold you, baby. Once I do, there’s no going back. He’s got a big cock and I can’t tell you how wet I am for him. Once I have him, I’m going to want more. This is your last chance to stop it, because once we leave things are going to be different.”

You know she’s right. You’ve read about it before. You know that having another man can change everything, especially if that man fucks her better than you. Still, this is what you want. It’s what you crave. It’s what you’ve always craved.

“Go. Enjoy him. Spend the night and fuck him in the morning,” you say with a smile.

“I intend to,” your wife says before she pulls you close for another long kiss. “Now back to your table.”

Her new friend comes out of the bathroom moments later and your wife slips out of the bar and meets him by the door. They share another long, slow kiss and then leave. She gives you one last look before the door shuts and then you’re alone.

You sit and finish your drink as all manner of dirty thoughts run through your mind. Is she sucking his cock in the car? Is he playing with her pussy to keep her wet and aroused? What positions are they going to use? How many times is he going to fuck her?

You’re going to be a cuckold soon, and it’s all thanks to that sexy red dress. All it took was a little bit of confidence and your wife couldn’t wait to take another man’s big cock inside her. Now your life is going to change. Now you’re going to be a cuckold and she’s going to get her pleasure from another man. Lucky you.