Relighting an old flame

Twenty-three years ago, my wife and I did something rather sexually adventurous. We invited a black man to join us in our bed. Basically, she had sex with him while I watched. He was someone I found on the internet, crude as it was back then. We had no other connection to him other than sexual. We met with him six times over a period of a few months. He was a really nice guy, and we were both surprised when, with no notice, my wife suddenly decided to end our adventure. Her consciousness had gotten the best of her.

Although she refused to sleep with him or anyone else, for the next twenty-three years she regularly fantasized about him. According to her own admission, he was the best lover that she ever had, and she confessed that she visualized being with him about 95% of the time in order to reach orgasm. From time to time, I would search for information on him just to see if he was still around. I knew his address and his phone number. Still, I never expected to meet with him again.

My wife went through menopause and her sex drive dropped as did the frequency of our sexual interactions. A few months ago, my wife’s hairdresser suggested that she try hormone replacement therapy. We were extremely happy with the results, both her mood and her desire dramatically improved. Two weeks ago, we were having sex and of course she was fantasizing about him. As she was getting closer to orgasming, we were openly discussing reconnecting with him. Her interest was piqued when I told her that I knew his contact information. I suggested that she send a text to him. I got her to pick up her phone and type in the number and a message. It was just one word, “Hello”. Even to her surprise, just as she reached orgasm, she hit send. I know that she did not intend to actually send the message it was supposed to be just a fantasy, something to enhance her orgasm which it did.

Once sent, the message could not be unsent. It was a day before she got her first response and that was just him trying to figure out who had contacted him. He seemed quite courteous with the first few messages and was initially interested in meeting with us again, which excited her immensely. Then the next day, he backed off and their communication went dark for almost two months and her disappointment affected our sex life negatively. She couldn’t even fantasize about him.

Then just last week, she called me while I was out shopping and asked me to hurry home. She said that she had a present for me. When I got home, she practically attacked me. It had been years since I have seen my wife so turned on. Apparently they had suddenly started texting each other again. I say texting but when she let me read their messages, it was clearly sexting. He had sent her a dick pic and she took a naked selfie in the bathroom mirror and sent it to him. He left no uncertainty what he wanted to do with her, and she with him . His texts lit a fire inside her and I never expected my wife would be so pornographic in her replies.

We were trying to set something up for this Friday as their sexting continued and her and I were having sex multiple times per day. I felt like I was a teenager again. Unfortunately, our son and his wife asked us to babysit on Friday night and our old friend had a conflict as well. I was greatly disappointed and couldn't understand why she wasn't. Then my wife confessed that that it was ok with her because, well, the two of them had connected twice already. She didn’t want to tell me because she knew I wanted to watch, but she said that they couldn’t wait and just had to fuck. I hate to admit that it is almost as fun seeing the excitement in her as she describes in detail what they did.

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