Often while making love to my wife, Sue, I would initiate a little fantasy that she seemed to enjoy as much as I did. I would say something like, “Honey, you’re the hottest woman in the world. I would love to see you giving a young guy some ... bet you would drive him crazy!”

Then shortly after that, I would add something like; “Makes me so hot thinking of him getting into your hot box. Bet he would be shooting in a few strokes; it would be so good to him.” I could tell that she liked it as she would pull me close and moan in pleasure. I would say something like, “How would you like to have one right now?”

That would make her really roll and buck and mumble, “Yes! Yes!” However, she never really said she wanted one or even seemed interested in discussing the fantasy.

Time went by, and her 39th birthday was coming up. I asked her what she wanted for her birthday, and she said that she was sure I would think of something to surprise her. I laughed and said, “How about a young stud to entertain you for a night?” She laughed and said that I would not dare do that.

Nothing further was said about the subject of a young guy for her birthday until the next year, and we had about the same conversation about her birthday desires. When I mentioned getting her a young stud, she responded, “You promised me one last year, and I never saw one. You are all show and no go. Promises, promises, that is all I get,” and laughed.

I said, “You might be surprised at what I will do. Don’t dare me!” She just looked at me with a devilish grin like she was daring me. I thought I detected a little desire that I go through with the threat, but she would never really ask that I do it. I continued, “I would like to see if you still have what it takes at 40 years. You might not be able to handle a young guy.”

She blurted out, “Just try me! I will show you and him both what a 40-year-old wife can do. He should worry that he can handle me at 40,” as she laughed.

I started thinking about what I was going to do. She had dared me now, and I actually wanted to see her in action with a young stud. How was I to pull this off now that I had pushed the point? The ball was in my court, and I didn’t know if I could handle it. Two weeks to go till her birthday, and it was on a Saturday night, which would be great if I had a player for her. I didn’t know what to do. I knew what I wanted to do, but how do you just ask some young guy, “Do you want to fuck my 40-year-old wife for her birthday?” I could not do that!

I asked her if she had someone in mind, as I wanted to go through with it this time. She said no, that was my problem, and I still was not sure that she knew that I was serious. At least she had not said no, and I was feeling that she wanted it but didn’t want me to know that she was willing.

Thursday before her birthday came, and I still had not been able to come up with a plan to get the young stud. I was going into the mall to see what I could buy her when I was approached by a college student saying, “Hey man, I am competing for the ‘best fundraiser’ in my fraternity, and do you need any chores done at your house; mowing, painting, washing the car, or anything? I will work for donations.”

I looked at the young man as he stood there awaiting my reply. I was making some evil plot to get him into my house and with my wife on Saturday night. He was a nice-looking young man who would make any woman happy, but I was a bit concerned as he was black.

My mind was racing 100 miles an hour now as I was trying to think fast and get him into my house and interested in Sue somehow. How do I do this? I will think of something. Just get him there and work on him. “Sure, I have some chores that need to be done. Come over Friday, and we will do some things.”

“You got it, dude. I’m Bo, give me your address and a time, and I am there. I want to win this contest.”

Friday came, and I had him mow the yard, wash our two cars, and weed the flowerbeds. At the end of the day, I gave him a generous donation. I asked him if he would like to really get a good donation on Saturday. He replied that he did and wanted to know what he had to do.

I said, “I hope you are not offended with my request, but how would you like to entertain a special lady Saturday night? It is her birthday, and I have promised that I would get her a male stripper for a private showing. If you are interested, I will double the donation for a couple of hours of work if you can call it that.”