My name’s Greg and I’m 27. I recently got married to the love of my life, Sophie, and we’ve been very happy together. Our sex life has been great and neither of us would ever need to look elsewhere now we’ve got each other.
The only problem is, every time I masturbate, the only thing that ever seems to turn me on is imagining Sophie with another man, I don’t understand why, it just gets me so excited, the idea of another guy touching her all over. It’s such a naughty fantasy, and not one I ever pictured making a reality.
We were in bed together, just cuddling up before sleeping and she asked me if I had any sexual fantasies. I said no, like a reaction, there was no way I wanted to offend her with my weird fantasy. I asked her whether she had any, and she said shyly, “well, just something silly really.”
“What is it?” I asked.
“Well, I kinda like the idea of role play sometimes. You know, like you’re a teacher and I’m a schoolgirl, that sort of thing. Silly, I know.”
“No, it’s not silly Sophie, I mean sure, we can try that some time.”
So we tried Sophie’s role play. It was ok, it really seemed to turn her on which was great. Again she asked me: “Are you sure there aren’t any fantasies you’d like me to do for you hunny? Tie you up? Another woman? Anything at all?”
She was joking about the woman of course, so I laughed before replying.
“No sweetie, really, it’s fine.”
“Oh come on Greg, you’re being dull. I thought all guys had some weird fantasy, I can’t believe I married the one guy in the world who has nothing weird in his head.”
She was starting to wear me down, and I felt like I could tell her anything.
“Ok Sophie, there is one thing, but it’s really not something I really want to do, it’s just something stupid that turns me on sometimes.”
“Ooooh, now this is more interesting,” she replied. “Come on, tell me tell me tell me, and we’ll do it, I promise.”
“Well I don’t think I even want to try it really, it’s just a fantasy. But, sometimes the thought of you with another guy turns me on.”
“What, me having an affair?” She asked.
“No, no, not an affair as such. Just, here in our bed, you with a random guy having sex, and me just watching.”
“Yeah, sorry, I’m not sure I could do that hunny. I don’t want other guys, I’m with you, we’re married, and sex with you is great.”
“I know I know.” I said. “I don’t think I really want to do it, it’s just a fantasy is all, doesn’t mean anything.”
She turned over and seemed to be thinking, but we didn’t mention it again at all.
A couple of weeks later we were at home and Sophie said she wanted to tell me something, she seemed pretty excited about it.
“You know your little fantasy Greg?” Well, I was at the gym yesterday and there’s this big man called Rob, does weights and that sort of thing. I’ve known for ages that he fancied me, he’s always watching me when I work out, so of course I’ve always tried to avoid him. He’s tried to talk to me a couple of times but I’ve managed to get rid of him easily enough. But thinking about your fantasy I decided to have a little word with him, chat him up, you know?”
I listened on, a sick feeling in my stomach at what she was telling me.
“Well,” she carried on, “After a while I told him that I’m married so of course nothing would ever happen between us, but then I mentioned your fantasy and asked him if he might be interested. I felt really naughty asking him, and he seemed really unsure at first Greg, but then he said yes! I mean, he’s not exactly my type, I’m not gonna enjoy it, trust me, but there you go. I promised you I’d fulfil your fantasy, and now we can.”