Retiree Married Man, ED Changed everything

I would have been horrified and angry at the thought of another man touching my wife. Sure, I had occasional fantasies about her being with a woman, but not another man! She has been is a healthy & very beautify blond woman , now >75. We met in high school, had exceptional kids, and lived, so to speak, happily ever after. Sex has never been a big part of our lives. I have always been more adventurous, but she isn’t very interested or curious. I fooled around on the side for many years, looking for more excitement. To my knowledge, she dated very infrequently in high school, and never anyone but me after that. But, I’ve always wondered how other men viewed her. She is average height, still very blonde, nice curvy figure, and somewhat thick in her thighs and butt. She always dressed conservatively. She is very pretty, with a curvy figure, beautiful face, flawless skin, beautiful long blonde hair, and a friendly and outgoing personality. We never talk(ed) about her sex interests, or her sex life. But I wouldn’t be surprised if she may have been approached by men when she was away at school, and maybe even later on. I would be very very surprised if she ever said yes. She is a conservative person in the way she dresses, in her behavior and in her interests. A very nice, pretty, respectful and kind woman.

But, my ED onset 10 years ago (age 65) changed everything about my sexual fantasies & interests. I bought a bunch of insertable toys to use, but she would never let me use them on her, which is why I bought them. More importantly, I fantasize every day about her having a strong vaginal orgasm--- which I don’t think she’s ever had. Yes, she always had orgasms from my hands and tongue when we occasionally had sex. But years ago, when penetration was possible, I dont recall that she ever got close to orgasm, probably because I was small, and couldn’t last very long. Now, I would love to try the various sleeves, long vibrators and vibrating eggs on her, but she shows no interest. I have tried various drugs, ointments, and devices for “solving” the ED issue—but nothing has worked. Once a month or so we kiss, she gets wet, I hold her or use my tongue on her, she has an orgasm. Its over & we go to sleep.

So, I dream about her having better, more exciting sex life. I often think of how wonderful it would be if she could be penetrated by another man’s thick penis, hearing her moan, and begging “don’t stop” --- and then getting a big orgasm while wildly moving her body and legs as she climaxes on his dick as she deep kisses her partner. Oh, I want her to get fucked like this by another man, particularly a younger one with a thick penis, and someone she enjoys being with. I want to find a situation where she can absolutely lose all control for the first time in her life. I think about how to find such a man for her. I think about watching or filming them so much! The bottom line is that I feel guilty that she has never had a vaginal orgasm, and I want her to have this pleasure—and I want to witness it. Of course, I will need to arrange it because she will never do it on her own.

We have never talked about this. She knows about the toys and she knows about the efforts to solve the ED problem. I want to say to her, at an appropriate time “ I want you to have a vaginal orgasm so much. I want to help you succeed. I’d like you to try the toys alone or with me to see if that can work. Or, I’d like you to find another guy who can give it to you!”

The guy

Randy was a repairman who came to our place to do repairs for the landlord from time to time. He was half our age, and seemed to be a nice guy. They talked some when he was here, and she trusted him and liked him. More importantly, on the recent times he was here I caught him watching her as she moved around the apartment, or when she bent over to pick something up. It might work I thought. My strategy was going to be (1) for me to “be away” when he was scheduled to do some work, (2) prior to that, for me to encourage him a bit, as best I could, and (3) also try to plan encouragement for her. I tried to get closer to him. We ended up having lunch one day at a nearby place. We talked a lot about her. And I told him that she talked about him a lot, and how lucky we were to have such a nice fellow as a handyman. I told him also that she had said more than once how “sexy” you were. And, I confessed my ED problem to him, and told him how horny she had become. I also let it “slip” that my work schedule was getting complicated and I was going to be gone for an upcoming week. I told my wife I had to be away, and that it might be a good time to ask the Landlord & Randy that it might be a good time to take care of that shower pluming issue we’d been having—and I offered to arrange the activity with them both. After checking with the Landlord & Randy I spoke with her about the schedule. And, offhandedly remarked that when I was confirming the schedule with Randy, he told me how much he enjoyed working in our apartment, and how nice “your wife” is. I made it a point to tell her then that I should be careful with him in the apartment, because I think he finds you very attractive. My hope was to get each of them “thinking” about each other as a sex partner, and for the act could be consummated when I was “traveling”.

I made a reservation in a cheap motel in the next town. I also bought and installed spy cam’s in each of the 3 rooms (LR, BR, Bath/dining) and a rather expensive high capacity recording system that I could access from my motel room on my laptop.

Success?

I was hoping so much that Randy would have sex with her, and that he was well endowed, and that he could make her cum. And, I was equally hopeful that he would become her regular partner thereafter, or get her interested enough in frequent intercourse that she would find new partners.

I began to monitor the cameras. I saw nothing for 3 days…. I was tired of watching. Frankly I liked being in the motel a lot, though I was consumed by frustration that I was simply over rating the success of my “set up” activities. Maybe they did meet? But somewhere else. Who knows. I was watching her make her bedspread the 4th day. And imagining how conservative she was and is, and how unlikely she would ever expose herself to another man, or take actions that would encourage another to invade her privacy. After all—she never fucked anyone else!! EVER. And she never was adventurous with me in 60+ years. Ever.

While I was feeling sorry for myself, I heard a male voice on the mic!!!!!!! They were standing in the hall chatting about the weather . They moved down the hall and into the kitchen (which I couldn’t see!!! Though I could only barely hear them talk.). I couldn’t tell what they were doing, but I did see her come back into the hall and get a bottle of wine and go back in the kitchen. My heart fluttered. And then she came out again and went past the camera (probably into the bathroom). She was there a long time—I was certainly hoping she had gone there to clean up, wash a bit, and get ready…… but I couldn’t tell.

Then I heard a squeal, and a man’s remark……. She left the kitchen and went to bedroom. She looked to be fiddling with her shirt, and maybe a bra strap—I could tell from where she stood in the bedroom. As she fiddled with her clothes, standing by the mirror, I could see him approach her with a glass of wine, which he was handing to her. And, I heard him say “should I go” ….and I didnt hear an answer. But, he said something like …”I think .. are .. beautiful …and… but they were too far from the mic. But then he approached her..slowly… put his arms around her… and kissed her on the cheek…..and it seemed that she didn’t try to pull away….and he moved to her lips and held her close. They kissed a long time standing there……. And he was letting his hand move down, lower to her bluejeans and was squeezing her butt as the continued to kiss. Then he pulled back, and put his hands on her chest, and leaned in to kiss again. She wasn’t resisting, and I suspect she was already very wet. But I was waiting for her to pull away and say …”just a minute, this is wrong…you should go now”

After a couple of minutes of him groping and deep kissing her, he pressed on…. “do you want to touch me now?? ….of course she didn’t answer and he took her hand and guided it to his front and pulled her closer. She resisted a bit, but couldn’t say much while their mouths were glued together Then he pushed her away a bit and asked “ Please, let me have you. I dream about making you feel good. I will be careful, and slow if you want me to---I just want to hold you and give us both what we need”……. She gasped or choked or something, I could tell, she never responded that I could tell---but he started to press against her again, and they continued to kiss. And that is when I saw her rub her hand along his zipper. And she kept rubbing as he was glued to her hot mouth and his hands were kneading her buttocks. After a bit, he began to kiss her ear and her neck and I could see his tongue moving around and caressing her skin. And he moved down to her chest and pulled her bra down to give his tongue access to her big nipples. She was open and ready.

That’s when he walked her back to the bed, while deep kissing her as they moved. Her thighs hit the mattress, and she fell back while he was on top. He rolled to his side and began to move his hand over her stomach and down into her jeans. As his fingers found what they were searching for, and as she struggled with her feelings … he asked her “do you want to touch me now? I would like it so much”. And he helped her move her arm and hand to feel his front. And he proceeded to undo his pants directly, and to push them down to reveal his white underwear. She groped softly with the bulge in the underwear , running her hand along it and feeling it visibly grow as she rubbed. As the continued to rub each other, her legs began to open wider to increase his access. He was rubbing her hard, and she was moving too--- and as she got closer and closer, he moved faster. Then she moaned as it came.
He asked—"did it feel good?” She nodded and I thoughI detected a smile on her face.

Do you want me to put it in you now- she didn’t answer directly – but he just kept helping her off with her clothes. All of them. And as she climbed back into bed and turned over he put his tongue between her spread legs and began tasting her very wet blonde pussy. I envied him being able to seduce someone like her, and how often he might have done it before. But for her, she was about to find out what most old women never experience. A 40 something & very nice man, with a big one, who wanted her very badly. He pushed her back on the bed, and slipped off his pants. I couldn’t see him front the front, but her eyes stared at his equipment as she reached out to touch him. She pulled him between her legs and said “Please be careful and go slow, I’m not sure I can take all that”. Then, he started by appearing to rub the head of his dick around the wet lips of her pussy. She spread her legs wider and began to gasp and make noises. When she pulled her knees back to her chest I could see the size of his now wet mushroom head as he slid it around her wet opening. The head was big and wet, about the size of a lemon, and he just kept doing it, around and around, almost like he was waiting for her it seemed. He even moved his fingers down and slid one wet finger inside her other hole……she seemed to like it, and her hips began to move… and her mouth was glued to his as she sucked his tongue and as her hands stroked his back and buttocks. …. After a bit I could hear her say “please put it in.. . but go slow please”. I couldn’t hear what else she said.

He moved her a bit to the center of the bed, giving me a side-view of the action. He was on his knees between her legs, and I could see his holding and moving his dick around. God, he was big, at least 8-9 “and thick too. A very lucky guy. He leaned in a bit and I could see her back raise off the mattress and a gasp. “STOP”. He began to rub her forehead with his hand, and also appeared to be slowly stroking her pussy with very shallow strokes, pushing the head in, pulling it out, in and out, in and out, and she was taking it. He leaned down to kiss her, and she pulled his curly head down to her lips tightly, as he continued his slow invasion of her old & tight love tunnel. I could see that he had managed to work about half of his dick into her, and surprisingly he pulled out and got off the bed to get something from his pants pocket. She sat up and said “don’t worry, you don’t need a condom, I’m too old.” Its ok honey, I have something else……and as he repositioned himself, I could see it looked like a tube of lubricant. He put some on his hand and rubbed it on his dick. And then put some more on his fingers and pushed it inside her. Then he leaned over and kissed her nipple, and rubbed his hand down her flat tummy toward ground zero. He continued to kiss and caress her for several minutes. And when she began again to make some sounds of enjoyment, he pulled her on top of him, as he continued to suck her tongue and caress her swollen nipples as she laid on him. From the side, as they laid there, I could see my life partner laying on top of a young man, and I could see the head of his erect penis sticking up from between her thighs (it was longer than her thigh was wide).

“Put you knees beside my waist” and “sit on top of it”. And she moved, but I could still see the fully erect penis sticking straight up her back. He arched his back and reached around to pull his dick down toward home base, and she began to sit up more, and it began to slip up into her wetness. He kept on stroking up into her. Slowly, her she began to move. sitting up, sitting down, up and down and pushing on his chest to make the ups and downs more forceful. She was getting into it now…..and as she took charge he began to push and pull up into her. ….slowly she pulled him deeper and deeper into her body. After a few minutes, he stopped moving altogether – and she was fucking him all by herself. I was amazed. She had never shown any initiative with me. She continued for a while, until her head came down to kiss him again. And, she said something I couldn’t hear---and he began to stroke her fast. “”Don’t stop, please don’t stop” and he didn’t, and she started moving, and shaking and sitting down on him to take his full length. She leaned forward and found his mouth again, And, his hips continued to move up and down to push that big dick up and down in her wet shaft for several minutes it seemed. Her uncontrolled shaking and moaning stopped. And she rolled off, exhausted. She finally got the fuck she deserved, and she got it the only way I could give it to her.

Then, she said quietly “did you cum?” “Yes, I did. Did you?” Yes, I came, and it was amazing”………………. But nobody asked me, watching it all from my hotel. Of course, I came too !