Ive read a number of letters from men who enjoy watching other men make love to their wives. I wonder if youve ever received any letters from these wi...ves and hear their side of the story. My husband has always encouraged me to dress in sexy outfits. My dresses had to be cut low to show a lot of cleavage, and my hemlines had to be higher than the current fashion. My underwear had to be black and of lace, stockings had to be sheer, pantyhose were forbidden, and see-through clothes were a must.. I went to bed and tried to wait up for her. I'd doze off and on and would check the clock. Finally, at 4 a.m., I heard loud laughter in our driveway. I looked out and saw a black Cadillac that had been lowered; it had dark glass windows and chrome wheels with very wide whitewall tires. I saw my wife get out of the back seat and, giggling, walked toward the house. The rear window rolled down and someone shouted something at her. A black man's hand dangled the panties she'd worn that evening. She. Amy felt the cock grow longer and harder in her mouth and Al started fucking her mouth harder and harder. Amy found that she wasn’t sucking, but rather forming a hole for which Al was thrusting. “Oh yeah, you’ve got a hot mouth Amy”, Al whispered. “I want to fuck your mouth and cum in it, you hot slut.”John had never used such language before, not even in their normal fantasy role-play. The cock in her mouth grew and Amy was having a hard time swallowing. She let the cock out of her mouth.. I didn’t push her.We held the wedding at a country house hotel in Devon. There was a winter storm the day before. The next morning was crisp, but bright winter sunlight caused the stained glass windows of the private chapel on the ground to cast the interior in a riot of colors. As it was a private chapel, the ceremony was conducted by the hotel’s chaplain.Sally’s father walked her down the aisle. I don’t think he understood why when we were exchanging our vows, our two bridesmaids took hold of.