I guess I’ll be straight and to the point. My wife, April, is a total nymphomaniac. She has a constant craving for new and different cock, and she wants to get down on every one that is available for her and do her best to use it in every hole she has time to get it in. She loves as many different hard cocks as she can try, and her want and need for them has not diminished a bit in the nearly 30 years that we have been married.

I suppose you think it would bother me, but you’re wrong. I love it, and can’t wait to get a chance to see her getting stuffed with some stranger’s hard cock and fucked until she’s sweaty and totally spent. I myself am just a little bit bi, totally oral, so I love to do clean up duties. We have a couple of guys from online we meet every now and then and I like taking it from them occasionally, but most of her play with other men she picks up is a solo effort.

Yes, I think I’m lucky to have a wife who loves to have hot and steamy sex with other men, and she feels lucky to have such an understanding husband. The truth was when we first got together I had only been with two other women, and she had a reputation around town for being easy. April was scared to tell me that she was not sure that she could ever be faithful to one person, even though she really liked me, she though telling me would probably run me off. Imagine her pleasant surprise when I told her that it was not only okay with me if she ended up doing things with other guys, but I also encouraged her to find new guys to fuck.

We worked so well together that we married in less than six months. She was quite active, and as you can imagine she was quite popular with my single male friends.

Over time we discovered that the thing that really got me off the most was sitting back and watching her take it for a while before joining in on the fun. In the early years we did some swinging and swapping and that was fun. Then we moved more into just threesomes, each of us loving a little action with other partners that were the same sex, and that is still fun. But as time has gone on we’ve found that more and more I love to watch and then come in after the guy she’s gotten fucked by leaves and give her a deep cleaning pussy licking before giving her some more cock to enjoy.

Especially as of late and technology keeps getting better, I have found I like to hide out of the way somewhere and watch her getting fucked by some guy who’s totally unaware that I am there. When there’s time to prepare I even set up a couple of cameras so we can watch her in action later on. The first time we tried it like that, after talking over the possibility for a month or two, it was on April Fool’s Day a couple of years back, and I am pretty sure the guy she got it on with is unaware to this day that I was home and watching them.

Now April is gorgeous, at least in my book, and I’m sure there are a lot of other guys out there who would agree. I mean I’ve seen her in action with most of them. But anyway, she’s five foot six inches, with a fat pair of double d’s with red nipples that poke up like the eraser on a kindergartener’s pencil. Her hair is a corn-silk blonde that shows no signs of getting gray yet, even though she turned 50 this year. April’s ass is fat and round and totally smooth. Up front she has developed a bit of a belly, and her upper arms and thighs have gotten a little chunkier as the years have went on, but I personally love the way she’s gotten plumper with the passage of time. Her pussy is still nice and tight, but her lips are a little stretched, which is also okay with me, because I love a little roast beef hanging in my face when she squats down on me to get licked and eaten. Her skin is milky white everywhere the sun does not touch it, and because she likes to lay out in the nude during the summer she, for the most part, has a light and dusty tan for a good part of the year.

Anyway, her April Fool’s Day fuck a couple of years ago, that was the first time that I ever hid in a place I could watch her get it on with someone who had no clue that I was even there. We have a nice house by a big lake, which over the years has helped her score a lot of action, and that was where it happened. I had gotten the idea, had been made hot by the idea, after reading some stories about voyeurism online, and after showing some of them to April so she could read them she discovered that she was hot for the idea as well. The only thing was to create the situation that would be required for me to be in a hidden location to watch while whoever she was with did not know I was there.

The initial idea was to use the closets. All the closets in our house had louvered doors, which was ideal. After giving them an experimental try one day to see what kind of view they offered I realized that if the louvers were pointing up instead of down that it was easier to look out without having to strain or squeeze to find a good spot. So my first project one weekend was to buy new doors and bore out new latch holes so they could be put on upside down. Once the first one was finished and I tried it and was excited to see that it worked, but it was better than I expected, because I could look around the whole room with little problem of trying to find a sweet spot. With the louvers facing up I could stand and look out onto any area while they acted as a blind for anyone looking back to the doors.

Now it just so happened there was a young man staying at one of the houses next door to ours. His name was Todd, and he was probably 19 or 20 at the most, because he was just into his first year of college. The Robinsons were letting him stay at their house over Spring Break, although no one really comes and stays at the lake in the spring. There really aren’t that many college kids in the area, and only April and I and about three other families are the only year round residents, everyone comes in the summer, so even for Spring Break season things are pretty quiet.

I guess that Todd wanted to enjoy some quiet time away from his school and parties and the Robinsons must have suggested their lake house. I really don’t know if he was a relative or a friend of one of their kids because I didn’t take much time to talk to him. April on the other hand was very interested in him. Although he seemed a little plain to me I’ll admit that he did have a cute face and a nice smile. For the whole four days he was there April was deep in planning on a way to seduce him, dressing in a two piece and talking to him as he went out on the dock and laid out, dropping suggestive hints. The only problem was that he didn’t seem to have a clue that my wife was wanting him to fuck her.

It all came down to being an eleventh hour event. On the day she knew he was leaving April was determined that she was going to get him to fuck her, and on the night before we planned out the details, because like me she wanted to do it with Todd and have me watch, but not let him know I was watching. We decided that she would come up with some excuse to get him into our house and that she would do it with him in the living room. I would be in the hall closet that looked right into the center of the room.

I was pretty excited, and could not wait. I have learned over the years that April never lets a guy just get away when she’s determined that she wants him to fuck her.

So the morning came and I got into the closet, standing and looking out at the living room, waiting for April to return with Todd in tow. She had kept watch and went out as soon as he was getting ready to leave, saying that she was going to use the excuse that a large package for the Robinsons had been left at our house by mistake. The plan was to get him over so he could help her with the package, him being a strong guy and all, (wink, wink), so he could deliver it to our summer neighbors when he dropped the keys off. After he was inside the rest of the plan was that he was going to find out there was not a big package that she needed help with, just a small box.

I felt my blood rush when I heard the front door open and April’s voice saying, “It’s just in here.” He had fallen for her line, at least enough to get him into our house. I looked out and saw them step into the living room. My wife was wearing a white tank top that was so thin it did nothing to hide the fact that her nipples were hard, and a pair of black shorts.