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relationship with my husband. I mentioned early on that I usually visited with a man named Dave when I went to lunch and he did not seem to care. My husband had his own way of dealing with the stress of the Covid lockdown. For the most part, I liked his way of dealing with stress. My husband, Adam tried several new things to spice up our sex life. Being tied to our bed was interesting, and being massaged with various oils was fun. One of the things he wanted, more than all the rest of his ideas, was to watch me do it with another man. That was a little too much for me, at least in the beginning. I told him no, but it was not a hard no. I listened to his argument and the idea of being with another man and enjoying the excitement I would feel as we did the social dance that would lead to the two of us being intimate, was something that intrigued me. However, the idea of Adam watching me was a little scary and more than a little gross. The very real risk to our marriage made it a very bad idea in my mind.
I was very attracted to Dave, but there was no way I was going to cheat on my husband for a thrill with someone new. I believe Dave felt the same. In fact, we discussed our attraction to each other but we both maintained that we had no desire to violate our marriage vows. Because Dave was such a good friend, one day I mentioned what my husband was proposing. Dave began chuckling. At first, I was confused but after a while, his chuckling began to upset me. When he finally quit laughing, he told me that he had proposed something very similar to his wife. I was stunned but when I asked him how his wife had responded, he admitted that she didn't say no but she had set several conditions that had to be met before she would consider doing it.
I was almost afraid to ask but when I asked what conditions his wife had set, he gladly told me. Her first rule was that it had to be someone that they did not know. He had suggested a friend of theirs or one of the men she normally worked with. Just like my husband had suggested his best friend, his wife was adamant that it had to be someone they did not know and would most likely not run into again. She did not want his best friend smirking at her every time he visited after he had sex with her, and she did not want to be forced to turn him down every time he visited. That made sense. I had similar concerns about doing it with Adam's friend. Her second rule was that she had to have an attraction to whomever they chose. They both were afraid to meet someone online, so they had tactfully tabled the idea for the time being with the plan to try and find someone when they went on vacation after the pandemic was over.
There were additional concerns about not watching the other partner and while my husband's main concern was to watch me having sex, his wife wanted to be sure that he was having sex with another woman while she enjoyed her husband. Her thoughts were that if she were guilty of violating her marriage vows, then he would be just as guilty and could not hold it against her. I found it interesting that his wife suggested that if they found a couple to swap with they, limit themselves to only that couple. She did not want to have multiple men to raise the number of partners she had in her lifetime, and she did not want to go through the trouble of finding a new partner several times a year. His wife agreed that there was a real chance of developing feelings for the new partner if they were together multiple times, but she preferred that risk over dating multiple men.
It was at the end of our conversation that I had a wicked idea. I wanted to share my idea with him, but our lunch hour was up and today I did have a virtual meeting to attend. I asked Dave if we could meet again tomorrow and I would share my idea with him then. The twenty-four hours, twenty-three hours from the time we left the cafe until we met the following day were some of the longest that I can remember. I did not have much to add to my meeting because my mind was working out the details of my idea. That night, Adam and I made love, and I had an incredible climax. However, for the first time that I can remember, I was not thinking about Adam when I came.
The next day, I arrived at the coffee shop before Dave, and I had our usual order waiting when he arrived. I felt wonderfully wicked as I told him how I thought we could swap spouses and how that would allow the two of us to have guilt-free sex. Dave was all ears and my enthusiasm must have been contagious. Our lunch hour lasted for an hour and a half but fortunately, neither of us had anything pressing that we needed to be home for. My plan was simple. I would tentatively agree to give my husband his fantasy.
I would insist that for the first time, I wanted to be alone with the person we found. I would also insist that because I would be extremely nervous, I wanted it to be someone other than his best friend. I would insist that if I did it, he had to do something with the guy's wife so that we would both be equally guilty and neither of us could hold what we did against our spouse. Of course, both men were easily convinced that my plan was good.
I mentioned to Adam that I had a couple in mind for his fantasy and he quickly agreed. He did not ask any questions because he was already thinking about having sex with another woman and probably thinking about seeing me do it with another man. Everything rode on Dave, being able to convince his wife that this was a good idea. He stretched the truth a little by implying that he had dealt with me through his work, but my company had stopped purchasing their products, so we had no reason to continue talking. He told his wife that I had once implied that my husband wanted them to spice up our marriage by becoming swingers. That part may have been true. He explained to his wife that since I was no longer his customer, he felt safe asking me if my husband and I might be interested in meeting them. It took a week, but Dave was able to convince his wife to meet my husband and me.
Dave and I rehearsed our story and since we were admitting that we knew each other from past business contacts we were not too worried. We arranged a couple of phone calls in the evenings prior to our meeting so that we could get to know each other. Adam and Dave's wife, Sarah soon realized that they had not even seen a picture of each other. We terminated our call and a few minutes later our spouses had exchanged clothed pictures. I thought that Sarah was beautiful and Dave told me that his wife seemed pleased with Adam's picture.
On the day before we planned to meet for dinner, Dave and I met at the coffee shop. We were both excited about what was going to happen, and Dave admitted his attraction to me. I echoed the fact that I was attracted to him and admitted that he was the first man I was attracted to since my husband. We agreed that we would wait to be with each other until our spouses were present and we had all agreed to spend the night with a new partner. However, for the first time since we began meeting at the coffee shop, Dave chose to walk me part of the way back to my home. When we passed a narrow alley, Dave pushed me toward a small alcove and I did not resist. When he kissed me, I was instantly wet. We kissed passionately and Dave’s hands did a quick, but thorough, exploration of my body. Our kiss was way more than either of our spouses would have approved of.
Our kiss confirmed our attraction, and I silently hoped that our partners would be willing to exchange partners the following evening, because I wanted more than the small sample Dave had given me. For the first time in my marriage, I wanted to give myself to a man who was not my husband.
We planned to meet the next evening at a local steak house. We discussed going to a bar after our meal, but we unanimously vetoed that idea. Sarah said that after eating and enjoying a bottle or two of wine, we would know if we were attracted to each other. Getting drunk would not help anything. We all anticipated that we would be attracted, and it was decided that having additional drinks would just be a waste of time. Yeah, I think we were all anxious for this to happen.
We had left it to the men to each reserve a room at the hotel that was just across the street from the steak house we planned to eat at. The next day, Friday, I took half a day of personal time so that I could prepare for what I hoped would happen that evening. You would think that since I was working from home, I could work and prepare myself for a date, but I was such a bundle of nerves that I asked my supervisor to let me off and he was gracious enough to allow it on short notice.
The feelings and emotions all of us were feeling were all over the map. I was excited, I was going to have sex with a man that I was very attracted to, and I was going to do it with my husband's blessing and encouragement. I was going to have guilt-free sex with another man for the first time in nearly twenty years. I cannot be sure what my husband was feeling but he was extra attentive to me and was touching me and looking at me like he did when we were first together.
Dave later told me that he was even more excited than he was before his first real date in high school. Sarah called me that afternoon and asked me if Adam preferred his women neatly trimmed or completely shaved. I found myself blushing as I explained to her that I normally keep a small, inverted hair triangle but if I shave it completely off for special occasions, my husband goes wild. Sarah laughed and said it looks like we will both be completely shaved tonight.
At the restaurant, Adam automatically sat next to Sarah, and I slid into the booth next to Dave. Apart from a lot of giggling from Sarah and me, our meal was very comfortable. Both men were attentive and kept our wine glasses full. Even though we had said that we would retire to the rooms, only if everyone was comfortable, it was a foregone conclusion that we were going to spend the night with someone that we were not married to. Both Sarah and I let the men give us more than enough wine. After the meal, it was never brought to a vote. The men settled the bill, and we walked across the street to the hotel. Our husbands had registered and gotten the key cards earlier that evening and placed our overnight cases in the room we would be sleeping in. We rode up to our room together in the elevator. I guess I was excited about what I was about to do, because I did not feel even a little jealous when Adam kissed Sarah once the four of us were alone in the elevator. I looked up at Dave, and he kissed me for the first time, and from that kiss alone I knew that I was going to enjoy my time with him.
Adam and Sarah got off on the seventh floor. We wished our spouses a good night and were totally honest when we told them to have fun. Dave and I were in a passionate embrace the minute the elevator door closed. If it had been any hotter, I am sure the smoke detectors would have sounded. When I was young, I would feel myself gushing into my panties when I was extremely turned on. That had not happened in years, but it did as we kissed during our ride up to the tenth floor.
Dave had gone all out and rented a suite with a single bedroom but with a sitting area and a wonderful view of the city. We did not bother checking out the view, we clung to each other as if our lives depended on it. I had not realized that I had such intense feelings for Dave. I knew he was good-looking and I enjoyed his company. As I mentioned before, we both knew we had a sexual attraction to each other, but this was mind-blowing.
We have all had a few very special nights and this one was one of the best. I would like to give you a blow-by-blow accounting of what we did, but I truthfully do not remember. I was not drunk or high but the only thing I remember is that we became one. Our level of passion was so high that I remember making out but the next day I was surprised to see a couple of Hickie’s and several small bruises on my breasts and other places. We did all the things you might expect, and I did things with him that I normally do not do. Dave was a gentleman, but our mating was so intense that if he had tried to do anal, I would have let him. That is important because I have tried Anal with Adam but neither of us thought we would like to try it a second time. I was putty in his bed, and I was willing to do anything for him.
Not only was the first time intense, so were the second and third times. After three very intense sessions, we just cuddled and enjoyed the post-cotius high. Before we fell asleep, we did it one more time, but this time was slow and gentle. This time we made love, and it was every bit as exciting as the intense sex we had earlier. We slipped into a deep sleep and held each other throughout the night. When I awoke it was because Dave was erect and spooning me from behind. I only had to slightly tilt my pelvis before Dave slipped inside me. We each enjoyed a slow and gentle climax before we realized that we had less than an hour before we had to meet our spouses at the diner across the street from the hotel. We showered quickly. No, we did not share a shower because that would have only led to other things and our time was nearly over.
I was nervous when we walked into the diner, but Adam and Sarah were already there, and they stood to welcome us with hugs and kisses. As smoothly as we had sat next to our date the evening before, we sat next to our spouse. I honestly hoped that my husband and Sarah had a good time because if they did not, I would not be able to enjoy time with Dave in the future. My fears of how everyone would feel after spending the night with someone new, were quickly put to rest when Sarah answered that question by inviting us to their home the following weekend.
I looked at the smiles on Daves and Adam’s faces, as well as the huge grin on Sarah’s face and knew that we were going to enjoy our new lifestyle.
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