My wife’s secret desire

We’ve been married for five years. My wife Mariana always seemed modest. She works as a teacher. I liked her image of an obedient and modest girl with curly hair and a rosy complexion. I always got excited when I started talking to her about sex, and her cheeks would flush with shyness. She wore long skirts, rarely wore makeup, and preferred to spend her evenings reading or cooking.

I loved her for her calm. But in bed, she was always gentle, but never refused me. No experiments, no fantasies. At least, that’s what I thought. And then Mariana forgot to close her laptop. I saw an open tab in her browser. It was a forum for women, where they shared intimate secrets.

Under the nickname «QuietRose» my wife wrote a post: «My husband is wonderful, but sometimes I fantasize about another man. I imagine him taking me and fucking me while my husband watches or just knows. It’s so arousing, but I’ll never tell him. I’m afraid he’ll think I’m a whore.» Then I read the responses from other women. They shared similar stories and encouraged her to talk. But Mariana didn’t respond. Apparently, she just needed to vent to someone.

At first, I felt jealous. Who was this «other man»? But then, rereading my wife’s words, I became aroused. The thought of my modest wife hiding such passion ignited a fire in me. Then I started thinking about it. Maybe I haven’t paid enough attention to my wife, haven’t seen that fire in her. Maybe she’s been reading too much dark fantasy or something? I never even noticed what she was reading and looking at online.

I decided not to tell her outright that I knew her secret, but to test it out. When we got into bed, I began as usual: kissing her neck, caressing her tits. Mariana sighed pressing closer.

I whispered to her to tell me what she wanted. Meanwhile, I caressed her pussy. She moaned that she wanted me. But I didn’t stop. I entered her slowly, and when she started moaning, I leaned toward her ear. And I told her to imagine that it wasn’t me. But some stranger. He was fucking her right here, in our bed. And I watched him enter her deeply watching her writhe beneath him.

Mariana froze for a moment, her eyes widening. I thought I’d overdone it, but then I felt her body react. She became wetter, her hips trembled, and she clutched my shoulders. I continued increasing the tempo. I said: «He’s holding your hair, spanking your ass. You scream «Fuck me harder!» And I’m sitting next to him saying: «Yes, baby, enjoy it. It’s your own cock inside you.»

Then my wife moaned louder than ever. Her nails dug into my back. Then she arched, and a powerful orgasm washed over her. She trembled beneath the other. And I came right after her.

We lay in silence, and then Mariana turned to me, her cheeks flushed. She asked how I knew. I didn’t want to hide it from her and told her I’d accidentally read her post on the forum. She thought I’d be angry. But I told her I even liked it.

From then on, our sex was different. I wasn’t jealous, because it was just a fantasy, a game we shared. Every time we had sex, I told my wife about another man. Sometimes I described him in detail: a tall, dark-haired guy with tattoos, or a muscular black guy from the bar. My wife opened up, her shyness disappeared, she became bolder and asked for more.

We began experimenting further: role-playing games where I played a stranger, or even light toys. We were both pleased. Mariana felt free to express her desires, and I was aroused by her reactions. I think that after some time, we might try this with a real stranger. Perhaps it will be on our vacation or some trip. We’re not rushing things for now.