Back in 2018, my wife and I attended a Nickelback concert in Munich. As is often the case, we had a great time and enjoyed a few drinks. Since the concert was on a Friday and neither of us had to work the following day, the fun continued even after the show ended. Based on previous outings, I knew my wife was likely not interested in visiting an adult bookstore or theater, but I thought it was worth a try. To my surprise, she agreed to take a look, and we visited a popular spot near the main train station that has unfortunately since been demolished. We began our adventure in one of the private booths, where we took turns changing the channels and making out. Our tokens ran out quickly, and instead of purchasing more, I convinced my wife to join me in one of the theater rooms. There, we could watch whatever was playing on the big screen while focusing more on each other rather than feeding the machine.
One thing led to another, and soon I had her bra unfastened, her belt unbuckled, pants opened, and my hand in her pants. Much of the seating in the theater was designed without armrests so that two, or sometimes more than two, people could sit next to each other and not be bothered with that obstacle. She soon had my pants around my ankles and was alternating between stroking my cock and enjoying the attention I was giving her. I soon noticed, and as I later found out so did she, that there were different-sized groups of people throughout the theater doing similar things. Some of these groups seemed to change in size, as single men would join and leave different groups or take turns visiting couples who appeared to be there together. I noticed several men standing against a wall, most of them with either the pants undone and a hand in their pants and others had their cocks out. I noticed that several of them were paying very close attention to my wife and me, so I signaled for one particular man to step over to where we were sitting. He was one of the guys who had his cock out and it was, at least I thought it was, nearly fully erect. He was uncircumcised and he was repeatedly pulling his foreskin over the head that was leaking a lot of precum which he was using as lube to stroke his thick shaft. By this point my wife was giving my own member a very good workout with her mouth and hands and I was really close to climaxing, but I knew it was best to slow her down as I wasn't quite sure as to how I would feel about the situation post ejaculation. I got my hand back between her legs and was able to get her to notice the guy that was now standing less than a foot from us. Totally out of character for her and to my surprise she reached out, stroked his cock until it was fully erect and started running her tongue around the head. I had never seen my wife do anything sexual, not even a kiss, with another guy and it was all I could do to hold back my load. With her thumb and index finger she had a tight grip around the guy's shaft and there were at least 7 or 8 centimeters keeping her fingers from touching. By now he was really leaking precum and she wasn't letting a drop of it go to waste. As I watched my beautiful wife of nearly 30 years give this guy a world-class blowjob, I knew I had to watch her ride his thick, long cock. My wife orgasms best when she is on top and in control, as I often have a problem maintaining an erection in that position, I knew I had to watch her ride him to climax, and it didn't look to me that this guy would have any issues making it happen.
Out of the blue, my wife pushed the guy away, put her clothes back together and told me that she didn't want to be there and that we had to go home. I asked if we should take him with us and she made it clear that she had no intention of doing that. Our ride home with public transportation, including the walk home from the local train station, took a little over an hour and we spent the trip mostly in silence. She refused my attempts to start a conversation and for the first half of the trip wouldn't hold my hand and rejected my attempts to put my arm around her. Once at home and in the bedroom we both satisfied our urges, but she refused to even acknowledge what had happened in the theater. I brought it up again weeks later, and she said it was all a mistake that would never happen again. I continue to let her know how sexy I found the encounter and to let her know how much it turned me on. I'm not interested in the humiliation that is often associated with cuckolding, but the idea of my wife having sex with other men excites me probably more than it should. I have read a lot about the subject and now consider myself to be a zelophiliac. Zelophilia is also known as arousal from jealousy. Those with zelophilic desires may find themselves aroused when they are in competition with another person for attention (eg, in a romantic relationship), when they witness a person to whom they are attracted, being intimate with someone else, or even hearing the news that someone they had feelings for is with another partner. The description fits.
One thing led to another, and soon I had her bra unfastened, her belt unbuckled, pants opened, and my hand in her pants. Much of the seating in the theater was designed without armrests so that two, or sometimes more than two, people could sit next to each other and not be bothered with that obstacle. She soon had my pants around my ankles and was alternating between stroking my cock and enjoying the attention I was giving her. I soon noticed, and as I later found out so did she, that there were different-sized groups of people throughout the theater doing similar things. Some of these groups seemed to change in size, as single men would join and leave different groups or take turns visiting couples who appeared to be there together. I noticed several men standing against a wall, most of them with either the pants undone and a hand in their pants and others had their cocks out. I noticed that several of them were paying very close attention to my wife and me, so I signaled for one particular man to step over to where we were sitting. He was one of the guys who had his cock out and it was, at least I thought it was, nearly fully erect. He was uncircumcised and he was repeatedly pulling his foreskin over the head that was leaking a lot of precum which he was using as lube to stroke his thick shaft. By this point my wife was giving my own member a very good workout with her mouth and hands and I was really close to climaxing, but I knew it was best to slow her down as I wasn't quite sure as to how I would feel about the situation post ejaculation. I got my hand back between her legs and was able to get her to notice the guy that was now standing less than a foot from us. Totally out of character for her and to my surprise she reached out, stroked his cock until it was fully erect and started running her tongue around the head. I had never seen my wife do anything sexual, not even a kiss, with another guy and it was all I could do to hold back my load. With her thumb and index finger she had a tight grip around the guy's shaft and there were at least 7 or 8 centimeters keeping her fingers from touching. By now he was really leaking precum and she wasn't letting a drop of it go to waste. As I watched my beautiful wife of nearly 30 years give this guy a world-class blowjob, I knew I had to watch her ride his thick, long cock. My wife orgasms best when she is on top and in control, as I often have a problem maintaining an erection in that position, I knew I had to watch her ride him to climax, and it didn't look to me that this guy would have any issues making it happen.
Out of the blue, my wife pushed the guy away, put her clothes back together and told me that she didn't want to be there and that we had to go home. I asked if we should take him with us and she made it clear that she had no intention of doing that. Our ride home with public transportation, including the walk home from the local train station, took a little over an hour and we spent the trip mostly in silence. She refused my attempts to start a conversation and for the first half of the trip wouldn't hold my hand and rejected my attempts to put my arm around her. Once at home and in the bedroom we both satisfied our urges, but she refused to even acknowledge what had happened in the theater. I brought it up again weeks later, and she said it was all a mistake that would never happen again. I continue to let her know how sexy I found the encounter and to let her know how much it turned me on. I'm not interested in the humiliation that is often associated with cuckolding, but the idea of my wife having sex with other men excites me probably more than it should. I have read a lot about the subject and now consider myself to be a zelophiliac. Zelophilia is also known as arousal from jealousy. Those with zelophilic desires may find themselves aroused when they are in competition with another person for attention (eg, in a romantic relationship), when they witness a person to whom they are attracted, being intimate with someone else, or even hearing the news that someone they had feelings for is with another partner. The description fits.
