My name is Jack Duncan. I am 45 and a professional
photographer. My wife Debbie is 32 with wavy, natural
blonde hair atop a 5’6″ body weighing 123 pounds.
Blessed with a beautiful face and stark green eyes,
Debbie has shapely hips carried on long, lovely legs.
With supple breasts filling a B-cup, she is an
attractive woman.

My appetite for eroticism to some is strange. I am a
voyeur and having a vivid imagination and pretty wife I
am highly aroused watching her flirt with other men. I
even encouraged her to get a boyfriend. Of course this
hurt her feelings.

One day I was sitting at my desk in our den reading
impregnation stories and didn’t hear her approach. I
was startled when she wrapped her arms around me. I
could feel her breath on my neck and her breasts
pressed against my back as she looked over my shoulder.
In a soft voice she asked, “What are you reading?”

For several awkward moments I held my breath as she
studied the screen. “Read it to me,” she whispered.
Hesitantly I read the story about a husband who
encourages his wife to take a lover and she gets
pregnant.

Debbie asked, “Do you fantasize like this when we have
sex?”

“Mmm-huh,” and immediately I regretted my answer.

She sighed and gave me a cuff and turned to leave.
Smarting from her reaction I called after her, “Wait,
what about you? What turns you on?”

Glancing over her shoulder she merely said, “Boys of
course.”

One night we were out to dinner with our neighbors,
Alice and Ben Johnson. They are a black couple in their
40’s. Ben is an accountant and the girls teach at the
same school. The discussion turned to a recent news
report about a female teacher who had sex with a
student. Ben said, “A teacher having sex with her
student turns me on.”

“It’s hot,” I agreed.

“How hot do you think it would be if your wife was
having sex with one of her students?” Alice asked
shooting an inquiring look my way.

“Debbie told me that boys turn her on,” I chuckled.

Alice quickly turned to Debbie and asked, “Have you
been approached?”

There was silence at first as Debbie glared at me. “No,
and Jack’s imagination is working overtime,” Debbie
answered firmly.

Not deterred Ben asked, “What if she did have an affair
with one of her boys?”

“Ah, sex with a school boy, if only to indulge a
fantasy,” I answered wistfully.

“An affair is not a one night stand,” Alice pointed
out.

Both Ben and Alice knew about my voyeurism, so without
any embarrassment I explained, “I’ve told her she can
date. She can have single privileges for however long
she wants.”

By now Debbie was blushing in humiliation with the
conversation focused on her and boys. Alice on the
other hand had a twinkle in her eyes. Looking at Debbie
she patted her hand and said, “I know a boy you can
have sex with.”

Astounded, Debbie asked, “Who?”

Alice probed, “Are you interested or just curious?”
Embarrassment flushing her face Debbie pleaded, “Tell
me who.”

“Micah,” Ben beamed.

Debbie looked at Ben and then Alice in disbelief,
gasping she declared “Micah is your son!” Her eyes
blinking rapidly she asked, “Are you suggesting?” In
unison both Ben and Alice declared, “Yes!”

Astonished she thought about what they were proposing.
It was bizarre. She adored Micah and his image rose in
her mind. He was tall for his age, about her height. He
had the African features of his father and the gentle
personality and inquisitive intellect of his mother.
With the slight build of a young teen he was quite
handsome.

“Look,” Alice began “Micah’s birthday is in a month.
Between now and then be a little more intimate with him
and see how you feel. You could be his birthday
present.”

We made love that night and Debbie was incredibly
passionate. Afterward I said, “You were especially
aggressive tonight. Were you thinking about Micah?”

“Hmmm yes,” she murmured gazing at nothing.

“What were you thinking?” I asked encouraging her to
say more.

“I was imagining me in your fantasy.”

Curious I said, “Oh?”

She turned away to sleep. Moments passed and then in a
whisper she asked “and in your fantasy do I get
pregnant?” Sleep for me was a long time coming as I
considered the consequence of her question.

For several days I watched as Debbie went about her
normal routine. Then I noticed she began to spend more
and more time with Micah. At first it was quite
innocent. They would sit together just talking or
watching TV. But soon they were holding hands, and then
cuddling and kissing.

Finally the month was concluding and Micah’s birthday
was here. Standing with her arms around him Debbie
asked “what can I give you for your birthday?” She was
wearing a light cotton see-through blouse. Braless her
pink areolas and darker nipples were plainly visible.

Shyly he looked down at her breasts and fidgeted not
answering. Aroused, his erection pressed against her.
He was nervous and self-conscious, but finally found
the courage to ask in a raspy voice, “Would you be my
girlfriend?”

Moved by how she felt the moment Micah spoke those
words, Debbie’s eyes began to water. “Do you mean the
kind of girlfriend you love?” she asked emotion welling
up in her now trembling voice.

Quickly seeing how Debbie was reacting Micah tried to
run away saying, “I’m sorry Debbie. I know you are
married.”

Debbie pulled him to her laying kiss upon kiss over his
face. Sniffling with tears running down her cheeks she
said, “Oh Baby yes I want to be your girlfriend.”

Looking into her eyes Micah’s face relaxed from the
torment he felt just seconds before. He hesitantly
touched his lips to Debbie’s and she opened her mouth
to him for the first time. Although inexperienced his
kiss was passionate, long and loving. Micah carefully
placed a hand over her breast and when Debbie didn’t
object he gently squeezed.

Breaking the kiss at last Debbie asked, “Tomorrow is
your birthday, will you sleep with me tonight?”

Fear flashed across his face as he stammered “b-but?”

“Jack doesn’t care,” she softly assured as she kissed
him again and again. She removed her wedding ring
saying, “I’m your girl now.

Debbie went to tell Alice the news. She was sure, no
longer apprehensive. She had developed an emotional
bond with Micah she in no way expected. She explained
that he asked her to be his girlfriend and that she
wanted him to spend the night with her. Alice’s face
grew bright as she cried, “That is wonderful news. And
what about Jack, does he still want this?”

“Yes, in fact he is probably masturbating right now. I
told him Micah was going to spend the night with me and
he needed to move his things to the spare room. He
could hardly contain himself. He got an erection the
second I told him.”

That night Debbie dressed in a short red silk robe.
Cuddled together on the couch, her legs intertwined
with his I could see she wore nothing underneath. She
kissed him lovingly, and tenderly stroking his face she
whispered, “I’m in love with you Micah.” I could tell
by her ragged breathing that Debbie was aroused.

At this point I could feel my heart beating rapidly and
the adrenalin in my veins increasing the level of my
own nervousness. In the faint light the contrast
between her and Micah was unbelievably striking.

I could sense her passion growing, and smell her
arousal. She untied her robe and smoothly slid it off
her shoulders. Slipping her arms from the sleeves she
lay naked next to him. I could see the swell of her
hips and the silky texture of her skin. The heave of
her chest betrayed her excitement. My heart was racing.

I watched his shaking hand touch her bare breast for
the first time, squeezing and gently pinching. I could
see her nipples harden under his fingers as he pulled
them. He caressed her inner thigh slowly teasing a path
to her most intimate feminine treasure. She arched and
hung her head backward as his fingers pushed into her.
Her hands were clenched into tight fists as she
trembled in orgasm. Motionless, I felt a jolt of sexual
energy surge through my body feeding my voyeur’s
hunger. I was full of lust watching this boy touching
my naked wife.

Burying his face against her soft breast his lips drew
on a nipple. She could feel his tongue taunting her
causing a quiver deep inside. His hand cupped her other
breast, as his fingers teased the soft, delicate
areola. With her fingers she lightly traced along his
young lips nursing from her breast.

Micah lifted his face from her breast as his lips
reluctantly let her nipple slip from between them. Her
soft lips parted as she felt the electric thrill of his
tongue touching hers. The kiss was tender, then
demanding as he pressed his lips hungrily into her.

Debbie could feel the unmistakable hardness of Micah’s
penis against her. Reaching into his pajamas she
touched, then held him for the first time, unable to
close her fingers around his surprising thickness. She
looked at her bare ring finger and then toward Jack
stroking his hardened cock. She searched his eyes for
any misgiving, and saw none.

Opening her mouth she bowed her head to swallow Micah’s
penis. She felt the soft skin slide across her tongue,
the head probing deep into her throat. She pressed down
until he was entirely in her, her lips stretched and
jaws wide apart. His taste and scent fueled her
passion. With her hand cupping his sack and squeezing
lightly she worked her tongue moving her mouth up and
down his stiff member.

Feeling the sensations deep within her womb, her
clitoris hardened, she felt another orgasm course
through her body. She moaned in a throaty voice “I need
you in me.”

Pulling him over her, with one hand Debbie guided his
throbbing penis to her wet opening. The pressure of his
cock at her sex increased as his engorged head slid
slightly between her soaked lips. She arched her back
to ease his entry. His cock was pushing into the open
folds of her moist vulva. She felt a delicious pressure
as his thickening penis slid deeper and deeper into
her, penetrating her. Her need to mate with this boy
willed her to push against him until his young firm
cock probed fully into her. The warmth of her pussy
enveloped him as he claimed her for his own.

His shaft, glistening with her secretions slid in and
out of her body, his hands fondling her soft white
breasts, and his lips suckling upon her nipples. He
made awkward, yet deliberate fucking motions into her,
then out of her, then back in, stretching her and
filling her. Her body rocked as he withdrew his
hardness from within her. His muscles tensed as he
drove harder back into her. She heaved her hips to meet
his thrusts.

She locked her legs tightly around her young lover as
she dug her heels into his buttocks, pulling him deeper
within her. He stiffened and moaned into her breast.
She felt his hot seed pierce her womb, her own orgasm
rippling wave after wave through her body as she cried
out “YES!” They lingered entwined together, exhausted
in a loving embrace.

And I, my lust momentarily sated, quietly murmured,
“yes!”

Micah moved in as Debbie wished and he became her
exclusive lover. Several months passed and one night as
I lay silently listening to the sounds of their
coupling, I thought of how this all started. My fantasy
grew into obsession and lust dared the consequence. The
proof was now in Debbie’s swollen belly.