Paula's April Surprise

PAULA'S APRIL SURPRISE

Summary: A sexily dressed Latina wife's dance lesson leads to a sudden surprise.

Keywords: Cuckold, salsa dance, Latina MILF, surprise, April Fools 2025

Big thanks to Kenji for being my editor.

Have you ever had the feeling, dear reader, of planning something and it didn't turn out the way you wanted?

This was exactly what happened to me...

This innocent, Brazilian hottie is named Paula, my newly-wedded wife. Moving to Norway proved difficult at first. Learning the language and getting a job was not easy at all. She though, is a very resilient person and determined that our cuckold marriage was going to work.

21

Paula didn't know many other people in Norway, except for her niece and Jose. The Chilean, middle-aged, bald man was my dance teacher and nothing else. I think she had the impression that he was a close friend. This wasn't the case.

So increasing her network of friends was important for her. She soon got to know people at the dancing parties. When she met Jose and danced with him, their embrace excited me. I had to admit.

Her having recently joined the church, I knew that it might be difficult to persuade Paula to meet Jose after their recent massage-sex session. It had created a little tension in our marriage.

Our sex life had dwindled slightly after she had her first sexual encounter with him. She didn't encourage my pre-marital cuckold fantasies in bed anymore

Whenever we talked about her wedding day gift, Paula changed swiftly to something else.

On the plus side, the Chilean had offered her work. So in a way, I guess Paula felt indebted to Jose. Dancing with the horny octopus was the only thing she allowed up to then.

I thought, maybe, if Paula was interested in just dancing, then why not plan a private lesson with him? So I chatted with him that day on Messenger.

"It very importante to build trust in dis situation, amigo. I no much time this weekend, because must work. But I can meeting Paula to dance!"

I thought it was best for Paula, to organize just a salsa lesson with no strings attached. Unfortunately, I was away that weekend, but I had an idea of a compromise.

"Jose said he wants to give you a dance lesson this weekend. You have become much better, you know."

"Nothing other than dancing?"

"Of course not, Paula!"

"But you working this weekend. You no time."

"I can watch your lesson on Skype. It will be ok!"

That way, Paula would feel more secure with Jose, and maybe, she would not feel as if she was doing something behind my back.

Paula seemed quite happy with my suggestion. Both of us were satisfied. Instead of a boring weekend being apart from each other, we had this little 'event' to look forward to.

We discovered an event on Facebook that was a dance party the following weekend and it was going to be a Pyjama party. Paula didn't have anything to wear, which I had joked, would be very popular for the male dancers.

So on a shopping trip, we happen to pass by a small sex shop in the mall. I perused through all types of sex costumes, as Paula checked out the selection of sex aids.

"This costume looks good, Paula!"

"No, I not having this. This nurse clothes. I have already."

"It's a little burlesque. I can assure you will get many dances!"

"Nao, meu amor! We have. Something else... different!"

We continued looking and I suggested a little 'game' to Paula: I would get her something to use for the coming party, and that, she could buy me something for the same amount that I had spent on her. I would, of course, cough up the whole amount for everything...

She agreed to my playful idea and we browsed through the whole shop again.

"This is a good one, Paula. You haven't got this!"

I found a sexy black basque, with a matching negligee wrap, while she perused further.

Paula went over to me and she was inquisitive. She examined it and didn't shut down my suggestion entirely. Then she looked at the price tag.

"It good quality, but too much money. But I no need."

"It's on sale!"

This was the last argument and Paula somehow agreed.

I could tell that Paula didn't want to dress like that. But, she did like fantasy and flying away into that imaginative world. Especially, when reality in Norway was so cold.

I bought her costume and gave her some money to buy my present. Waiting outside the shop, I really wanted Paula to wear that foxy outfit for her private lesson. The question was would she agree to my naughty suggestion?

Paula walked out the shop, smiling at me with my present, a small rectangular box wrapped in shiny red paper with a romantic bow on the top.

"I wanting you to opening my present to you this weekend. It surprise for you"

"Okay I'll do that, but only if you wear your present in tomorrow's dance lesson..."

I sneakingly proposed to her, not knowing what her reaction would be and smiled provocatively.

"Youuuuuuu" was her answer.

"You know this will provoke Jose."

I nodded.

"You like a little boy with his toys... okay I do!" Paula agreed to my amazement.

My hot wife looked gorgeous on the day of her lesson. Paula looked incredibly hot and naughty in her black corset. I deliberately asked her to have on her crotchless panties. On the night before, I watched her dress up in our bedroom. She looked at herself in the mirror, and I could see that she looked the part: a sexy, brazen hooker. This was the look I wanted.

I went to work that day with my head in the clouds. Looking forward to the lesson, I somehow managed my tasks.

Just before the lesson I rang from work at the agreed time and I had to wait a little before she could answer.

We had our usual chit-chat.

"You look beautiful, Paula!"

"Thank you. You having your present I gave you?"

"Yes, I have it here by my computer!" I held it up high.

"Good, you open after lesson, okay?"

I nodded. Then there was a knock at the front door. Paula looked up, surprised.

"Jose coming now. I answer."

Five minutes later, Jose the dance teacher and his scantily-clad student came into view in our spare room.

Paula first needed to position her iPad on the floor, so that I could get to see everything.

Jose didn't say anything about the screen. He didn't acknowledge my presence, even though he knew I was watching them. Jose looked Paula up and down and I could see that he liked Paula's attire.

"Bonita!"

"Gracias."

Jose took out his mobile phone and picked some salsa songs to play, then placed it on the bedside table. I felt a stirring in my pants seeing Paula in her new costume.

The Chilean took Paula in his arms almost immediately and started dancing with her. There was no small talk.

Since it was not important for the dancing couple to listen to me, I muted the sound and watched. I looked forward to opening Paula's present as it was perched by my computer.

I went into the office kitchen to make myself more awake with some coffee. It was there that I had randier thoughts of the dancing... Maybe she would perform a striptease? I had a sexy vision of her. Dancing alone. Dancing a pole dance in a sex club, while all the horny men gawked at her? Yes, that was much more interesting!

I returned to my comfortable sofa, my laptop and Paula's present hanging on the arm of it. I sipped my coffee, then nearly spluttered it out as I nearly choked.

Coughing, I could not believe my own eyes at what I was seeing before me. It was Paula cutting the dance lesson short. She didn't once look at me on her iPad. The only thing I could do was to take a pic of what was happening.

The music had muted the noise of their sloppy kissing. They were engrossed with each other like courting teenagers.

I could see Jose could not help himself as they danced, feeling my wife's body against him. Here, in this room, there were no boundaries. I realized, that he could do whatever he wanted without fear of any repercussions. It was only Paula, who could stop him.

Jose glanced at the screen at me, a faceless spectator.

I saw that the mood of the dance had changed. My wife´s hands embraced lovingly Jose's bald head and neck. Their heads touched. Forehead to forehead. Nose to nose. Their eyes closed. Obviously, they were lost in each other...Feelings of jealousy and lust consumed me there and then.

I could see that these two were getting randy, just like I was feeling.

Jose cupped his right hand to slip her breast out of her sexy basque. I guess that he wanted her out of it, but at the same time, it was amazingly sexy to see her like this. The first time, he saw her as his virgin-white bride: now it was as a foxy salsa dancer. This time, she was dressed like a whore. He had only thirty minutes with her...

I saw Paula's reaction, as Jose slipped her breast out of the confines of her new costume. He rolled her nipple stiff. Then he twisted it clockwise and made her gasp out loud.

Jose could not hold back himself, he explored my wife's body at his leisure.

It was then the Wifi signal deteriorated. White dots distorted the picture to my dismay.

Despite the poor quality, I still took pictures. And just like in my 'vision', Paula stripped off as Jose undressed and sat on the bed watching her. She was giving her dance lover a strip show.

Jose didn't need any more foreplay. He got up and entered her from behind. It was an urgent, primal need he had to mate with Paula.

I could see that Paula was surprised by his cock plunging into her gata to the rhythm of the salsa music. The horny teacher was slapping her delightful bottom to the beat of the congas. Unladylike groans came from Paula.

"Ooohhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ooooohhhh!"

'This was one way of learning salsa music,' I thought.

Jose's thrusts still matched the same tempo of the music.

The short, rapping sound of the congas, echoed with Paula's lovely round bottom. Then Paula's white derrière became a delightful rose pink by Jose's humping hips. Her breasts dangled temptingly. I liked seeing her tits rising and falling in unison, to the onslaught of her ravisher.

Standing there, with her bottom taking a beating, Paula cradled her breasts to stop them from the violent shaking she was taking. Jose was really shoving his erect stick up her pretty, virgin ass.

Paula moved to the bed and didn't care whether I could see. She was out of my sight. Opening her legs was a clear invitation for what Jose should do next. I could only make out Jose's body as he took his first thrust. Paula let out a gasp as he did so.

"¿Quieres bailar con mi puta polla?" ('You want to dance with my cock?').

"Sim... si....yes", she replied as Jose continued his salsa fuck of her ass.

"¿Qué deseas?...What you want?"

Paula was a bitch now in heat.

"I want you, just you!"

The couple seemed lost in each other as they copulated on the bed out of range of my vision. I sighed and could only see Jose's torso plow between Paula's open legs.

"Hello? Love? Can you move your iPad? I can't see!"

They were engrossed with each other, mouths entwined in a serious making out scene as if they were teenagers.

Paula and Jose were both moaning out aloud not listening to me. The salsa music drowned out my voice.

Jose had my wife in the palm of his hands. Paula was his plaything to do as he pleased.

I looked down at my present and decided to open it without her.

Ripping off the shiny paper revealed a box with a pretty woman's face on it. She looked like Paula.

At first, I didn't know what it was. I took out this creamy white cylinder-like object.

It had a cap on and then saw a pretty plastic clitoris on top of the cylinder that resembled my wife's. It came with a small tube of lubricant. I undid my pants as I heard Paula's orgasmic groans on my laptop.

Their images flashed back on my screen for me to fap into Paula's present.

Jose took sex selfies of themselves pointing his mobile at the bedroom mirror. Telling Paula to look back at the mirror and smile, while she was on top of him. The nerve of the man!

This was my April Surprise and the joke was on me...