My wife let her friend play in her pockets.

My wife has a secret craving for women. I never really knew if she was testing my loyalty or really wants to explore her curiosities when she asks me if I’d fuck her friends. It has now become obvious.

She points out women’s outfits and tits in public by whispering in my ear or squeezing my hand. In bed she tells me she saw a woman eyeing me at the gym.

The other day she was on the treadmill and told me to look at a woman running with no bra. “Look at her tits,” she said. She brought her up later that night during sex.

While I was licking her kitty, she asked if I could teach her my tricks. Then she wanted to taste her own juices from my lips.

We now fantasize about this all the time. She even pulls up MFF porn on the phone to role play. She wants to watch and come home with “cake” to share, telling me she is eager to taste her first pussy.

She’s a little scared and yet so turned on, wanting to grind her clit on another woman. She loves when I tell her she can “scissor” me to practice. After all, she is a Gemini—her other side wants to play.

All we’ve ever known is each other. However, her fantasy is to watch me fuck another woman in front of her. But she wants more of the action.

It all started when we went for a night out watching dancers shake, climb, and strip. The dancer sat next to us and my wife put her hand on my cock under the table while the dancer rubbed her breasts on my wife’s arm.

On another occasion a few months later, a woman in a bikini joined us in the hotel hot tub. My wife couldn’t stop whispering that she should taste my cock and then her pussy. She wants to watch her ride me while she sucks her breasts.

Then, the other weekend, we were having a fire with a group of friends and a few drinks. My wife got silly. She told her friend about how her coat has just soooo many pockets. She encouraged her to put her hand in my girl’s coat pockets right in front of me.

I watched her feel around, both of them laughing. She bit her lip. They tried to be discreet. The fire reflected in her eyes while our friend felt around. Laughing and tickling.

The girls went in the house together for a few minutes and came back out. My wife’s coat was off and her shirt untucked. Her friend glanced at me across the fire, couldn’t keep her eyes off me.

Later that night, my wife told me what happened inside the house. She whispered to me what she told her friend that night, and it confirmed every speculation I had. However, I did not expect her to assign me to recruit her a playmate.