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Wifes New Years [MMF, cuckold, voy, oral, anal]

by WifeWriter2003@aol.com

Well this holiday season has changed my once idyllic marriage, and it
appears that our reaction to the events may have permanently altered the
sexual behaviors of that relationship. Over the past month I have read
everything I could find on voyeurism and cuckolds in an attempt to
understand the reaction of both my wife and myself to the events that
occurred. During that time I decided that telling the story of the events
leading up to, as well as the outcome of that evening might help me put it
all in proper perspective.

This story started a week and a half before Christmas at my company
Christmas party, as always my thirty eight year old wife looked absolutely
stunning. Renee is a curvaceous, but petite redhead who remains in great
shape. Some of this is due to her executive role in a company that has a
major interest in a local health club chain, which affords her the
opportunity for daily workouts at her corporate office. Renee is five foot
tall and has a spectacular 34-22-33 figure that never fails to turn heads
when we are out together.

Daily workouts are also part of my daily regime, in an effort to stay
competitive with the wealth of young Ivy League Graduates that are
regularly hired by the Wall Street firm that I work for. I am 42 years old
and have been monogamously married to Renee for 12 years. Over the last
few years we had worked hard to establish our roots in Manhattan, buying a
huge loft and making the appropriate business contacts to place a solid
foundation for our financial future. Large parties in our spacious home
were commonplace, and the financial freedom to entertain in such a fashion
was part pleasure that Renee and I derived from our workaholic natures.

Colleagues have always been envious of my relationship with Renee; she
is one of those women that presents herself as an intelligent professional,
yet it is obvious that an incredible sexuality lies dormant just beneath
her poised and charming persona. I am not sure if it is her long curly red
hair or the riveting green eyes that gives advertises her sensuous nature,
for me it is that my wife dresses to please me in spike heels, stockings
and corsets on a regular basis.

Sitting down with my wife at the corporate Christmas Party, I glanced at
her with pride, briefly recalling the image of her getting dressed for the
evening. Under her satin and lace evening gown, Renee had chosen a purple
and black corset that cinched tight her already small waist and accentuated
her wonderful breasts, the additional of opera length stockings and four
inch, ankle strap spiked heels had completed the ensemble. I realized how
lucky I was to have this lovely woman as my wife. Unlike many of the
stories that I have read of others experiences with cuckoldry, Renee and I
have enjoyed an active and satisfying sex life.

We had been seated with the new female Vice President that had just
joined our firm, and I had been asked to make sure that Tina enjoyed
herself, as she was single and attending alone. As the night wore on Renee
started to become a bit uncomfortable with the attention that I was paying
to our new acquaintance, Tina was vivacious and intriguing, yet I tried to
assure Renee that my interests were purely professional. My very astute
wife was quick to point out that Tina's interests were obviously less than
professional, and in a very serious tone asked me if we could leave soon.
To this day I am not sure what my motivations were, whether I was flattered
by the attentions of an attractive woman or it was my competitive
professional nature, but I told Renee that she should either set aside her
jealousy or go home.

In the initial moments after the smile had slipped from my wife's face I
considered recanting those words, but before I could she asked me to escort
her to the door. As we made our way to the front of the hotel, where Renee
could get a cab home, I explained that the party would be ending shortly
and I would be close behind. Yet my words were of no consolation to my
wife, and as I kissed her goodbye I could sense her hurt. The cab pulled
away from the curb and I made my way back up to the party, once I arrived I
immediately went to Tina, who was standing with the owner of my firm, I
explained that I felt it was best if I made my way home.

Tina said that she was also ready to leave and we both made our way to
street level, as we walked to curbside Tina apologized to me for upsetting
Renee, saying that even though she found me attractive that her flirtatious
manner had been unfair to my wife. As we reached the cabstand I reached
out to politely take her arm in hopes to allay her uneasiness over the
events, she misunderstood my actions and leaned into me with a long
passionate kiss. My heart was pounding, obviously flattered and aroused by
this show of passion I allowed her to melt into my form, and my arms
naturally slipped around her. As I took hold of my emotions and gently
pushed Tina away, I heard an odd gasp escape her lips and then my eyes
turned with hers at the cab that must have pulled up moments ago, and
looked directly into the tear stained eyes of my wife.

Throughout the holidays Renee and I struggled with the emotions from
what had transpired on that night, I found that she would pull away both
emotionally and physically whenever I tried to reach out to her. Christmas
eve we made love in front of the tree, something that was part of our
holiday tradition, but unlike the previous twelve years Renee was
mechanical and unattached. As we were done my lovely wife curled up next
to the tree in her red stockings, garters and half bra, quietly covered
herself with her white satin wrap, and cried herself to sleep.

The next morning as we opened gifts Renee thanked me for my obvious
attempt to apologize in my card and choice of presents, yet she said that
she could not escape the image of Tina and I locked in a romantic embrace.
My wife handed me an envelope that bore my neatly scribed name, and said
that she hoped that I would consider what she had to offer as a resolution
to our current conflict. She sat there quietly, but it was obvious that
she was nervous as I read the letter in silence. Her offer was quite
simple really, although as was her way, written with eloquence. Renee
proposed a taste of revenge and finished with mentioning that I was the one
that had opened "Pandora's Box." The alternative to her plan was just as
straight forward, we would separate to see if that might allow her to
reconcile the painful memory.

As I considered the options, I realized how much I loved and needed this
woman, and it seemed that a bit of flirtation with a few of her selected
friends from work would ultimately be quite harmless, and I quickly agreed.
It took a while before the silence was broken again, when Renee softly told
me that she would start making the plans the following day, and then the
two of us engaged in a wonderful afternoon of sex to complete our Christmas
Day.

Over the next two days I watched my wife nervously make the plans for
"her" New Years Eve party, she initially appeared almost timid, yet as the
days passed I noticed that she had become almost giddy. Renee suggested
that I invite some of my associates from work, she even suggested inviting
Tina. I did invite a few of my long-term friends, but had decided that
inviting Tina was not in our best interest. More than anything I just
wanted to get this evening over with so that Renee and I could get on with
our lives. Renee dropped by my office early in the afternoon of New Years
Eve, after having her hair and nails done, her upbeat mood left me with the
hope that the two of us would ring in the New Years with some rekindled
passion.

When I arrived home that evening, the caterers were already preparing
our home for the evenings festivities, and as in the past, Renee was
directing the operation in her usual efficient manner. As I attempted to
give my alluring wife a kiss she pulled back with a sly smile, gave a
playful slap to my cheek and chastised me for interfering with her task at
hand. Then with a flirtatious smile at the young bartender, continued to
direct him in setting up. An interesting mixture of jealousy and arousal
ran through me as I took notice of this frightening change in my wife's
behavior, I had never seen her act in such a bold manner with another man
before tonight.

I went downstairs to my home office in an attempt to finish up some
research for work, but found myself nervously contemplating the evening
soon to come. My home office has an open circular staircase that leads
directly into the master bedroom, and I listened as my wife showered and
started to get dressed for the evening. The arousal that I had felt
watching my wife flirt with the young bartender haunted me, unable to clear
it from my mind and completed distracted, I finally decided to put aside
work and made my way up the staircase.

As I came up into the bedroom my attention was immediately drawn to my
wife applying her makeup at her vanity, she was wearing a black and red
corset that I had made at a corset shop in the Village, I had told her to
save it for our Valentines Dinner planned for our favorite Italian
restaurant. It had been designed to drastically reduce her waist size,
while the deep plunging front supports her generous breasts from the sides
and below while leaving maximum exposure of her cleavage. I noticed how
perfectly the black opera length, seemed hose and wide garters she was
wearing perfectly framed her completely shaved mons, and I felt the tell
tale signs of a hard on as I stared at her in the vanity mirror.

Finally I stepped out of the dark alcove of the stair where although
hidden, I could see the entire bedroom. When Renee saw me she immediately
said "Honey, I know that you had this made special, but I thought that you
wouldn't mind knowing how important tonight is to me." I did not know how
to respond, the jealousy was welling up inside me, and I swore that I saw a
slight smirk upon her lips that she had just finished turning a bright
shade of red, yet my tight response was a restrained "that's fine."

I walked over to her, my erection strained against my now tight briefs
underwear as I moved, reaching out to her I started to run one finger up
from below her sternum at the corset opening toward her @@@@@@@ breasts.
Gently Renee took my hand, and she pulled it away from her body her head
signaled toward the bed. I glanced over and saw the letter she had written
me laid open next to the dress she had laid out for the evening. "Rick,
you know that this isn't for you tonight, tonight is my night unless....",
her words dropped off and then she went silent as I moved away from her and
toward the bed. I glanced in the mirror that was mounted just above our
headboard, and noticed that she was intently watching me.

Silently, I picked up the silk dress that was carefully laid out at the
foot of our bed; it was a very small, almost translucent black dress. By
the way it was cut in the front I could tell before she even put it on that
her cleavage would be on display for all to see, as well as a generous
amount of her left leg from the slit that ran up the side. My erection
seemed to throb at the very thought of my wife being seen in such an
outfit, and my stomach turned with jealousy. Carefully I laid the dress
back out on the foot of the bed, and then picked up the letter. "Rick, I
understand if you want to stop this, but honey I cannot get the images of
you and Tina out of my mind.", as my wife spoke her voice became a touch
louder and more intense, "Every time you touch me I see you with her Rick!"

"Renee, this is dangerous you know?" I asked her as I turned to her.
Silently she nodded in reply, and I then said, "I will do my best to go
ahead with this because I love you, but it will not be easy to watch you
play these games with the people that you work with every day!" I
immediately knew that I had chosen the wrong words, and I watched the
resolve strengthen in her eyes as she said, "Yes Rick, I am very aware of
those feelings." Defeated, yet some how still aroused, I went to the
shower.

When I came back into the bedroom, Renee had just finished getting
ready, and she exuded a sexual heat that I had never noticed in her before.
"Nancy and Vinny from your firm are here already Rick." Renee called out.
"Shit, why did I invite people from the firm tonight" I thought to myself,
but trying to keep my composure I asked Renee if they had been shown in.
With a giggle she told that she had and that Vinnie had loved her dress,
"his kiss lingered a bit longer than usual honey, do you think that meant
anything?" She asked with an almost mocking innocence. My stomach was
tight with jealous pangs, yet I maintained my composure the best I could.

"I am going to go out and entertain our guests while you finish getting
ready hon." Renee said as she confidently walked toward the bedroom door. I
looked at her well formed legs that were accentuated by what must be new
five-inch black and red spike heels, and the slightest glimpse of lace
stocking top fueled this frightening arousal that I was experiencing.
Slowly I finished getting into my Tuxedo, and by the time I made my way
from the bedroom there had to be at least twenty people in our spacious
loft.

One of the young men from the catering staff offered me a glass of
champagne; I took it as I glanced about the room in hopes of locating my
wife. On my second glance through the room I located my wife, and became
immediately aware of why I did not see her the first time, she sat on the
end of our sofa surrounded by four or five gentlemen attending the party,
including Vinnie from my office. I noticed her obviously calculated pose,
Renee was leaning slightly forward causing the low cut silk dress to fall
away from her breasts, one leg was resting horizontal on the sofa arm and
the slit on her skirt @@@@@@@ the slightest amount of lace from her
stocking tops. This pose left little to the imagination of her audience, I
watched as Vinnie casually rested his hand on her almost naked upper thigh.
Renee glanced over at me; a smile crossed her lips as she said "There is
Rick now," and then waved me over to where she was sitting.

Renee made absolutely no attempt to cover herself as I made my way over
towards her, but Vinnie had quickly removed his hand from her @@@@@@@
thigh. Renee introduced me to four of the young and well conditioned men
from her office; Vinnie carefully watched my reaction to the formalities. I
had decided that it was essential that I maintain my composure, and was
very careful to control the tone of my voice and body language, yet I was
afraid that I would not be able to hide my raging hard-on.

By ten o'clock our loft was packed and the drinks were flowing freely.
Renee was quite tipsy and she became bolder at the teasing hands of many of
the single men who discretely would touch my scantily clad wife whenever
opportunity presented. Just before midnight I realized that I had not seen
Renee in quite some time, I excused myself from the conversation that I was
engaged in with people from my firm and attempted a stealth search for my
missing wife. Then I noticed one of Renee's girlfriends start to step out
onto the porch, she stopped for a brief moment and then slipped back into
the living room closing the door behind her. Watching as she positioned
herself almost as if to guard the door, it was quickly apparent where I
might find my wife.

Thinking quickly I made my way to our half bath that had a small window
overlooking the porch, but it was occupied. I impatiently waited for the
door to open; a very strange dilemma consumed me, the erection that was
forming over the thoughts of what my vengeful wife might be doing and the
jealous anger that gnawed at my stomach. Finally the door opened and
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