I Watched My Wife With An Older Man

I watched My Wife With an Older Man


My wife and I have been married for about ten years, after meeting in college. I considered myself quite the stud back then, but was still surprised and flattered when I landed someone like Anna. Our love life has been fabulous, and I know she has never cheated on me. I had a minor office fling in our third year together, but it only lasted for a few times. Anna is a Texas gal, grew up on a small ranch outside Dallas. If there is such a thing as a “typical” cowgirl, it’s Anna. She’s nearly as tall as me, slender, long legs and dark hair nearly to her waist. At twenty nine, she’s a beauty and I know it.
After a stint in the Air Force, I took my computer skills and landed a nice job in upper management with a manufacturing company. One of my jobs is to meet out-of-town clients, and take them to dinner, make them feel comfortable. I have at times allowed some of them, both male and female, to stay overnight at our large spacious home. That was the case with Walt, an older gentleman who was an old friend of one of the owners. Walt was somewhere between fifty and sixty, a large athletic-looking man, well over six-foot, but developing somewhat of a pot belly now. He dressed tastefully and wore a Rolex, so Anna and I thought he must be well-off financially.

After he treated us to an expensive dinner out, during which we consumed several bottles of good wine, we went back home and had a night cap before bedtime. The night cap lasted for about two hours, during which Anna served crackers and cheese. After the first hour, the conversation was mostly between Anna and Walt because the wine was taking its toll on me.