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It seemed inevitable that my wife would end up a ‘hotwife’. For years I have tried to satisfy her enormous sexual appetite but now I just can’t keep pace with it. We married 7 years ago, a great age difference, she was 25 and me 59. I met my wife Kerri when she came to work for our company I am the vice-president and a self made millionaire through my investments with the company. I actually interviewed Kerri for her sales role. I liked her straight away, she was confident, intelligent and already had a proven track record in sales. I didn’t hesitate to take her on.

Since I was her first contact in our company we’d often bump into each other in the staff room and chat about things. She was very attractive and I certainly didn’t think I ever had a chance with Kerri, she was often telling me how she could never find a man. As far as I was concerned and from what I’d seen of her at office parties she always had men eating out of her hand. I was told by a couple of colleagues though personal experience that she was a very sexually active woman.

I was recently divorced (no infidelity, the marriage just broke down) and was not really looking for anyone else. Often when we’d chat about her frustrations with men I would constantly joke with her, telling her she was just saving herself for me.

About 10 months after she joined the firm we had to go to a big exhibition in Miami. I was chosen to go from the board along with 6 other employees including Kerri. The schedule was exhausting and on the final night we all attended the official corporate bash, ready to let our hair down and have some fun. The alcohol flowed and I ended up chatting to Kerri in a darkened corner. She was asking me about relationships, how I saw the next 10 years of my life, would I consider getting involved again etc. Then she said something that I’ll always remember. “I know men of your age, that are in your financial position that younger girls go for as they know they’ll never want for anything again.” I jokingly said “Well I wish you’d point them out as I’m game!” She then put her hand on my knee looked into my eyes and said “They’re closer than you think you know.” And with that she grabbed a piece of paper from her handbag and scribbled something down, passed it to me, kissed me on the cheek, got up and walked off. My heart was racing. I could feel my pulse booming in my head. I opened the not and it read “ROOM 6560 x”

I couldn’t believe it, was it a joke? I had this vision of getting to her room being made to undress or something only to have the other employees all burst out of the bathroom or something. My mouth was very dry, I drained the last on my beer and headed for her room.

In a complete daze I wondered through the vast hotel maze to room 6560 and knocked. Still thinking this was a prank, I got ready for the joke. She answered the door. “Glad you came” and ushered me in. The room was dimly lit and she handed me a Scotch and motioned to an armchair behind. “why don’t you sit there” I sat down and Kerri proceeded to slowly remove her clothes. My cock was up like a rocket as she removed her skirt to reveal hold-up stockings. She then took of her blouse and unclasped her bra to reveal lovely small and pert breasts. She kept on her stockings, panties and I noticed her heels and moved towards me, pushed her body into mine and kissed my lips. I was ready to explode right there and then. I put my hands round her back and felt a magnificent ass, how many years has it been since I felt an ass like that? She was now unbuttoning my trousers and my cock just sprang into view I’ve never been so hard. She lowered herself to her knees and took me in her mouth. It was all I could do to stop myself cumming. After another few close moments she stood back up, pulled her panties to one side and pushed her pussy into my face. The aroma was so intoxicating, I furiously lapped away and drank her juices down. She reached orgasm after a few minutes roughly grabbing my head and pulling me into her groin.

After getting her breath back, with me still glued to the chair, she removed her panties and straddled my cock. It slowly entered her and it felt like a burning furnace. My head fell back in ecstasy as she rhythmically moved up on down on me. I didn’t last long. I tried to slow her motions but I went past that point of no return and exploded into the depths of her pussy.

That was the start of a whirlwind romance and I proposed 3 months later. She accepted and resigned from her job so she could spend more time at home and not travelling away from me. We certainly didn’t need the money. The wedding was magical and a lot of my friends could not believe I had bagged such a gorgeous young woman. There was of course a lot of cynics and family members who thought she was just in it for the money. I knew that was true in part. Some also thought it obscene and I was like some kind of dirty old man, but I was having the time of my life so didn’t care.

And she certainly did live the highlife and enjoy my money, I got her a credit card and told her to enjoy herself with whatever she wanted and that she did. She’d often joke with me when I got the bills and complained, you got a beautiful wife that came with of dose of wallet pain.

As the years went by her sexual needs became even stronger. She began to want to have sex 2 or 3 times a day, I just couldn’t keep up with the demand as well as working hard for the company. One night I was so exhausted after a hectic day I couldn’t get an erection, she was pissed off and told me to eat her out if that’s all I could manage.

I started buying her more and more things. Coats, handbags, beauty sessions, gym membership even a new Mercedes so she’d perhaps she’s take her mind off sex for a bit.

After a few months of this I was close to collapse I suggested she take a holiday with a friend. I thought it would give her the time to go somewhere lovely and I would get a couple of weeks to regain my strength and restore my ’supplies’. She agreed it would be a good idea and went to the French Riviera on a 3 week trip.

When she got back I knew something had happened, she seemed cold with me, not herself at all. After a meal out she confessed that she had had an affair with a life guard whilst she was in Nice. I was devastated and blamed myself for sending her on vacation in the first place. I stormed out and stayed the night at a friends.

The next day she called and asked me if I wanted her to move out. I had been awake all night thinking about things. She obviously has an incredible sex drive, one that I’m not qualified to live up to. In a way the life guard in France had done me a great favor. Crazy thinking I know but he was able give my wife something that I had major trouble with. I spoke to Kerri and told her I wanted to speak with her and I was coming home.

When I arrived she looked terrible, it was obvious she had been crying all day. I hugged her and told her not to worry and that I still loved her. “Kerry, I want you to know that I don’t blame you for what happened. It’s quite obvious that it my inadequacy that took you to this place. You have great sexual needs, needs I am no longer able to fulfil as well as I did when I was a young man. I love you Kerry and want you to know that I not only forgive you for fucking that guy but I want you
to feel free to fuck other men if you desire.”
“Whhhattt are you crazy?”
“No, my love I’m saving my marriage, here and now!.”

So that was the start of our new life. I am due to retire in a couple of years. I gives me enormous happiness to know that I will have a fully sexually satisfied happy wife by my side for those years to come.

Author: Trash