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Three’s Good Company

But I didn’t want to make her suffer. I didn’t want her to think that she had to sacrifice her sex life just because I couldn’t get it up. So, after a long conversation, I agreed to let her have an affair. However, it was going to be in our home, under my watchful eye. Besides, I thought that maybe watching another man with my wife might help to kickstart something in my mind. And lower.

So we did what most other swinging couples do. We put an advertisement on CraigsList and kept an eye out for someone who we both agreed was a good choice. Of course, my views were a bit skewed. Sure, I’d agreed to this, but there’s something just kind of off about knowing that you’re going to be watching someone fuck your wife.

Aural Pleasures

The question caught me by surprise, but horny as I was, I found it easier to talk about sex on the phone than I would’ve thought. “I’d like to be stroking that beautiful prick of yours right now,” I said, “just like I always do before we really get into it.”

“And then what would you do?” my hubby asked.

My Best Friend’s Girl

She pulled me close, and we started dancing. We looked to the stage to see Eddie give us a nod and a smile behind his drum kit. He knew I’d never try anything with Anita; we were good friends, but I was in love with Samantha.

Still, I had to admit that I enjoyed watching Anita shake her hips and sway to the music. Despite the heat in the club from all the bodies on the dance floor, I could clearly see her nipples poking at the fabric of her shirt.

The band slowed things down, starting the familiar chords of Journey’s “Faithfully.” I took a step to leave the dance floor, but Anita pulled me closer by the lapels of my jacket.

She stood up on her toes and whispered in my ear, “Kurt, you’re not going anywhere until I make you feel better.”

Forbidden Fruit

Seated far in the corner by the window was an African goddess. She wore a short see-through red skirt, black high heels, a very tight blue top, and blue lipstick. Those lips were expressive, rounded, and shone with exaggerated beauty. Jack’s eyes couldn’t let go of her impossible figure. Even with her seated, he saw how perfectly curved her ass was, her thin waist, and boobs that were big without being too big. They were just the right size to make the male head turn. Jack couldn’t believe her top was managing to hold those breasts intact.

“Excuse me, sir?” the waitress said more purposefully.