New Horizons

[KoolAid]

New Horizons - Open

The Premise: Couple decides to experiment with swinging to liven up their marriage. Doing so opens this thread to any activity with any other characters they desire.

There was no logical reason that a man with a beautiful wife, good job, and nice home should be experiencing mid-life crises at age 35; but that was the way Alan felt. He didn’t know when the vague feeling that life was passing him by started, but the sense of dissatisfaction and emptiness had grown at a steady rate during the previous several months. It all came to a head on that day, while lunching with Amanda, his coworker for the last three years. She made it crystal clear that she was attracted to him and if he made a move, she would not resist. He had mumbled something like the “attraction was mutual’ and indicated they would talk later. The drive home that evening vacillated between fantasy-ridden thoughts of Amanda and guilt-ridden thoughts of Maria, his wife.

“Anybody home?” He called out, as he entered their home from the garage. He knew the answer, because Maria worked at home for the local college teaching online English Literature classes; and of course her car was still in the garage.

“I’m in here.”

“I should have known.”

She was in the small extra bedroom that had become their home office. He tried to kiss her, but received only a turned cheek on which to plant his affection.

“You stay on the computer a lot these days.”

“Duh..thats’ what one does when they teach internet classes.”

“Honey, I have an idea. It’s Wednesday, and a live band is playing at Jack's Place. Lets go dancing.”

“No, not tonight. I’d have to do something with my hair, and find something to wear. I’m just not up to it.”

“Well, what are you up to?” He asked, with a slight hint of sarcasm. “What do you want to do for dinner?”

“I figured we’d just nuke the casserole left over from last night”

“Wow, that sounds like fun”

He stepped behind her, grabbed the back of the chair, and forcibly rolled it from the computer toward the middle of the floor.

“We need to talk.”

“Not now. Can’t you see I’m busy.”

“Yes now.” He reached for the mouse, and executed the shutdown command.
“If I had not just saved my work, I’d be very angry right now, but I can see you’re in one those moods, and I don’t have any choice in the matter.”

“Right dear. You don’t.” For a while he was silent, scanning her face as if looking for a lost item.

“OK Alan. You wanted to talk. I’m listening.”

“Remember when you used to flash the truck drivers?”

“Oh my God. Where did that come from?”

“Just answer me. Remember when we made love between the dunes at the beach?”

“Yes..but we were young and foolish.”

“We were eight years younger, and I’d give anything to have some that foolishness back..”

“What are you saying? You want me to run outside and flash my tits to every trucker that rolls by. Face it Alan! People grow up!

“No, I’m not necessarily saying that.” Head dropped, massaging his forehead with thumb and index finger. “But I want more excitement, more thrills, more umph in our lives.”

“So I’m boring you. Is that it?”

“I’m saying our lives have become so routine that we’re bored.”

“Speak for yourself; but just exactly what are you proposing.”

Alan sat down and took a deep breath.

“I want you to consider, at least for awhile, that we open our marriage up.”

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Maria and Alan

“I want you to consider, at least for awhile, that we open our marriage up.”


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Maria looked at her husband, her eyes at first showing concern then anger.

"What? I'm just not good enough for you is that it?"

Alan lowered his head, then looked up at her. "NO! I'm not saying that."

"Sounds like it!" Tears formed in her eyes, her stomach started to feel a little sick.

Alan stood up and moved about the room, while Marie sat there running thoughts through her head. She saw them, laying in bed, going through the motions. Her on top, him on top, from behind... everything just seemed normal. She admitted to herself that she saw they needed to do something, but something that drastic.

Getting up, she pushed her chair back to the desk and glanced at the monitor. Did she spend to much time here? Was she neglecting him? She had work, she did everything online. She didn't mean for it to take away the time they had together.

"Alan, I don't know."

He turned to her and walked closer, laying his hands on her hips. "I'm not asking you to decide right now, this second. It is a big decision, and you need time, besides. I don't have anyone in mind right now. This is new to me also."

Looking up at him, her eyes brimmed with tears, not yet fallen, "It is a drastic step. Disease, trust, love, all of those things. Your asking me, us to take a chance a big chance on exposing our lives to strangers."

He quietly listened to her concerns, as Marie felt her need to express everything she worried out to him.

"Alan, what if another man is making love to me, and I moan differently? Or I call out his name, and not yours? Are you prepared for that? What if you like it and I don't, do you continue?"

Alan began to see her reasoning, but his mind wasn't completely turned off from the idea.

"I want to know that you love me, Alan. I want to know that when I'm in your arms, it is me your loving not the girl you may have been screwing two weeks ago. Can you seperate us from them? Should we? Is it fair to all of the people concerned."

He felt she was going to say no, he almost just threw his hands up and walked out. "Are you even open to the suggestion, or is this a waste of my time?"

"Alan! It isn't easy! I'm asking for time. You have just asked me to give myself out to another man and another woman, and you have just asked me to let my husband fuck another girl while I watched!!!" Marie felt her anger boiling.... taking a deep breath she closed her eyes. "Alan," she spoke calmly, "I'm asking for time, that is all, nothing else. You need to think also, you need to ask yourself all those questions, we can't just jump into this. Besides, we don't know a couple yet that is willing to do this with us."

Maria closed the distance to her husband, kissed his cheek and cupped it with her hand, "I love you very much, but I don't want to hurt either one of us with a hasty decision. Okay?"

 

[KoolAid]

Alan

You have just asked me to give myself out to another man and another woman, and you have just asked me to let my husband fuck another girl while I watched! .............I love you very much, but I don't want to hurt either one of us with a hasty decision. Okay?"

He had not thought of that scenario. Indeed, she had made several points that he hadn't considered. In his mind, he was only asking her to consider the proposition that each would be allowed to go to bed with other people for a while...maybe a year or so. But her arguments only served to open up new erotic possibilities of which he could not clear his mind. The thought of her watching him fuck another woman was not a particular turnon; but the opposite scene exploded inside his head.

But why? Why did the just thought of watching her slutting with another man result in an instant unbending erection? It was downright kinky! But it was undeniable, and no matter what attempt he made to dismiss the idea, vivd libidinal scenes of Maria moaning and screaming in primal lust as she fucked and sucked huge dicks monopolized his stream of consciousness.

Dinner had been unusally quiet. Each appear to be lost in their own thoughts. Later, as Alan showered, he found himself lathering his still stiff dick a little more thant usual and briefly considered beating off, just to alleviate some of the intense urgency he had been feeling all evening. He reasoned that if Maria walked in she would surmise that he was unduly excited over the prospect of fucking someone else, before she even agreed that it could happen. However, he was reasonably certain that she would not have a clue as to the real source of his lustfulness.

While toweling off he suddenly froze as a faint and muffled familiar buzzing sound caught his attention. "She's masturbating!" He thought. "She has used that in years without me...I don't think."

His erect phallus led the way as he creeped into the bedroom unnoticed. She became aware of his presence only when he grabbed the vibrator through the bedsheet.

"You don't need that." He said, throwing back the sheet, and placing his dick near her face. "This should do the trick."

He knew she was startled and a little embarassed, so he laid against her on his side, prompting her to turn on her own side to face him. They held tightly forcing his erection to press against her.

"I didn't expect that you would be horny after our conversation." He leaned in to kiss, backed off, looked into her eyes, and leaned in again, only that time making contact. She responded feverently, forcing her tongue deep within him. Their movements appeared frantic and compulsive, as the breathing of both became loud and quick. Alan rolled her over until he was atop and began planting wet pecks under her ear, around her neck, upper chest and the other ear as she threw her head back to maximize the flesh.

He continued to make wet tracks over her entire upper body. She moaned as he kneaded and kissed that especially sensitive area just below her shoulder, and quivered when he took a nipple between thumb and forefinger, and rolled it, pinching slightly.

He realized that they were both more erotically charged than they had ever been, and in his mind, there was only one reason.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie went through the motions, of the routine, she had been caught pleasuring herself. The images she had been using were of her online romance. She couldn't tell her husband that.

So she continued to keep her cyber lover in her head. She had his face memorized, his voice from the numerous phone calls rang in her head. The sight of his cock cumming for her on the webcam, all of these things she focused on.

As her husband pounded into her, she saw her lover's face. When he called her name, it was her lover's voice. She pinched her nipples and imagined her lover's teeth upon them.

When he had grabbed her toy and tossed it aside, her body was on fire, and for a second she thought that perhaps, this time it would be different, but it wasn't. All he did was show that he only wanted to fuck, not make love.

His cock was pressed into her face and then he just mounted her and began to cover her body in kisses. Her fevered kisses were fed with passion from her thoughts of her cyber friend, it was his lips that covered her body and made her hungry for his touch. Marie felt it was just sex, pure and simple sex for Alan, that he had gotten turned on by the thought of having sex with another couple and not just her. Now she laid beneath her husband, moaning and aching for the words and voice of another man. She held the fantasy as her husband came inside her, thrusts a few more times and then rolled off.

Tears glistened as the orgasm she felt, was close... left her. Her body was aching inside, empty. Now, she just waited, for it to come, the silence. He didn't touch her, so she made the effort. Rolling over she placed her hand on his waist and curled against him. She knew it was wrong to fantasize about someone else and then turn to her husband's arms. But he didn't know what she had been thinking, so to him, she was turning to him.

He smiled down at her, "God, hun, that was fucking hot! I knew you liked it. My back bares the marks. I knew you'd warm up to the fact you could fuck someone else and I could to." Pushing away from her, he pulled on a pair of shorts and left the room.

Marie laid there, alone, confused, hurt, and angry. "Okay, darling," she said to herself, "We'll see how much you enjoy having your wife really have good sex, perhaps you'll learn something from a loving caring man." Marie got up and moved to the shower, washed herself of the scent of her husband. As she cleansed her body, she wondered how and when she could find a safe, clean couple to teach her and her husband what it meant to love again.

 

[OnHarry]

Wayne sat watching his favourite movie, "Once Upon A Time In The West," waiting for Anne to get home. They had done this routine for several years now, but no matter how hard he tried to make himself believe it was no big deal, it was. She was out with her boyfriend Earl, and no doubt they would have had sex, assuming that Earl could be convinced to spring for a hotel room.

While the movie played Anne came in finally around eleven. She came in sat down opposite Wayne with a deep sigh and an expression that could only mean that she had indeed had some tonight.

Smiling as he turned off the movie, Wayne asked her, "so did your buddy Earl fork out for a hotel room?"

Ann smiled that wicked smile of hers, she was not what you would call conventionally beautiful, but her dark eyes and hair framed a face that looked like the Everyday Housewife that Glen Campbell had sung about. She looked this way in bed to and it drove Wayne and most men she made love to crazy. She had much less trouble getting a friend than Wayne did.

"No actually we went to his place."

"What is his mum in the lifestyle now?"

"No silly she was out of town so we went there, best session I have had with him yet."

Wayne smiled and said, "there is something about a guy who is in his fifties and lives at home."

"YEa well when you pay alimony to two wifes and child support for three kids, your options tend to be limited. He performed well tonight to."

"Good glad you had such a good time, wish I was there."

"What about your online romance isn't that moving to a meeting."

"Well we have done everything but screw, phone, cam the works. I told her about Zenos you know the private parties on Friday's for swingers, and the $25 dollar cover charge."

"Forty, they raised it to keep out the single guys, apparently they are not as persisitant when they have to pay more. So does this mean that we get to meet her and her husband?"

"I don't know, I think she might be inclined to cheat on him rather than share, she sounds very unhappy."

"You know the rules, cheating is not an option."

"I know, and I told her as much, but every time he works late or she has the house to herself, there she is offering herself, and I should say I offer myself to, and it is fun. I doubt it will go any further though, she seems like, what was it they used to say when we were young, like she is trying to find herself."

"Oh gawd, well do what you want with her, but just remember cheating is not an option."

"Yes well she seems to want an older guy, so I qualify there, I guess fifty is older, I don't feel older though."

"I am going to bed," said Anne in a tone that meant are you coming to?

"Yep I am to, just let me do a quick E-mail while it is fresh in my mind."

"Okay but don't be too long or I might just lose the mood."

"That's not likely, but all right I'll be fast."

Wayne went and sat at his computer, and typed out:

Dear Marie,

IF you want to meet at Zeno's that would be great, but bring your husband if you do, then my wife will have someone to amuse her as well, and you will see by the enclosed picture that she should prove satisfactory. I cannot emphasise enough how much I want to make our sessions real and personal, BUT, I cannot, and will not play if it means you are cheating on hubby, he should know.

I might also add that this sort of lifestyle does not actually help a troubled marriage it tends to exacerbate whatever problems you have already. In case you do show, by the way the cover on the swinger's night is $40 now. If you do show you know what Anne and I look like but just to reinforce it I am 5' 11" about 175lbs Anne is 5'5" and around 125, she won't tell me for sure.

I look forward to meeting you and don't forget, if for any reason you find me abhorent, no problem just bow out and all is done, but I know from our conversations of late that you and I share many concepts in common, and I dearly want to show you.

Hopefully

Wayne

Click send, how was he to know that Marie couldn't sleep and was at her computer when the message came, around midnight.

"

 

[KoolAid]

Alan

Alan sat in the living room mindlessly channel surfing, dealing with a vague sense of doubt and fear that simultaneously conflicted with a sense of daring and excitement.

The session with Marie was hot, but there was something about her attitude that did not seem quite right. He couldn't put his finger on it, and decided that he would try to talk to her about it later.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie sat at the computer, rereading the words from the past fantasies she and her lover had shared. Her face was flushed, her body wet and the scent of her orgasms reached her nose. She wasn't expecting Wayne to be online, she never was this late in the evening. Having to get up at 5:00am wasn't fun, and she knew she'd be paying for it come morning.

Reaching for her mouse, she moved to click the computer off, seconds passed when suddenly the screen flashed "Mail". Curious as to who was up at midnight, that would be sending her mail, she clicked on the notice and watched as the monitor went to her mail account. Suddenly her eyes brightened, she sat a little straigter, and her stomach knotted, "Wayne," she whispered.

Quickly she opened the email and read the words from the man that she had met online and had been sharing fantasies with for the past 3 months.

Dear Marie,

IF you want to meet at Zeno's that would be great, but bring your husband if you do, then my wife will have someone to amuse her as well, and you will see by the enclosed picture that she should prove satisfactory. I cannot emphasise enough how much I want to make our sessions real and personal, BUT, I cannot, and will not play if it means you are cheating on hubby, he should know.

I might also add that this sort of lifestyle does not actually help a troubled marriage it tends to exacerbate whatever problems you have already. In case you do show, by the way the cover on the swinger's night is $40 now. If you do show you know what Anne and I look like but just to reinforce it I am 5' 11" about 175lbs Anne is 5'5" and around 125, she won't tell me for sure.

I look forward to meeting you and don't forget, if for any reason you find me abhorent, no problem just bow out and all is done, but I know from our conversations of late that you and I share many concepts in common, and I dearly want to show you.

Hopefully

Wayne

Marie sat there, her mind thinking of the possibilities. Wayne gave her such fantasies. His words on the screen when they would IM each other were so real, she was amazed at how she sometimes felt he was in the room with her. When they had finally made the move from IM to phone sex. Her body shivered over the sudden memory of his voice and she all ready felt her sex wetten. A few weeks ago they had introduced the webcam into their relationship, now here was an opening for them to take it further.

She reread the one line that scared her,will not play if it means you are cheating on hubby, he should know. If she wanted this to happen, she was going to have to confess her affair with Wayne to Alan. She quickly typed out a message to her lover:

Dearest Wayne,

I was surprised when I sitting here at my computer, and suddenly your email came up. It was wonderful to hear from you. I had been thinking of you earlier this evening, and though I was interrupted, the thought of you and I making love was erotic and had I been able to finish I know I would have cum for you. Now tonight I was rereading our words and I had all ready cum with your name on my lips. I want that so much, every night I want to cum just for you. Just thinking it now, makes me moan, but I'm getting off track.

Your wondering why I was interrupted. He walked in. Yes, him. Wayne, he just grabbed my toy and tossed it away. Then he thrust his cock in my face and said "This will work for ya," or something like that. I was shocked. I was nothing, but a way for him to get release. I'm so tired of feeling that way, I just ask for romance, tenderness, not all the time, yes he kissed me, but they were fast, and quick.. sometimes he'd slow down as if he realized I was there... I understand the need to have it fast, and quick, but... well, this is old news to you, so I won't bore you with the details, it just frustrates us both.

It is amazing that you would mention Zeno's to me. I know we have discussed it in the past, but I told you I wouldn't have sex with another man. Well, he came home and told me he wanted our marriage to be open. Yes, OPEN.... he wants to try swinging. I was shocked, and I won't lie offended. It was like he was saying I wasn't good enough. He denies that, but still I have to wonder.

Wayne, this may be the only time we get to meet. I want to meet you, my body craves the romance that I feel with you. I'll tell him, Wayne. I'll confess everything. I don't believe he's cheated on me, but I want this with you, to feel your arms around me, holding me, touching me, caressing my skin, I long for it so very much.

I don't know what he'll say or what he'll do. I'll show him the pictures I have of you and Anna, I'll tell him everything, and then perhaps, we can meet at Zeno's. I know you mentioned what you look like. Oh, Wayne don't you know your image is burned into my mind, as I'm sure mine is yours. But you don't know what I look like right now, as I read your words from the past... I saved them, and I pull them out on the screen just for you.

Wayne, I was just getting ready to go to bed, wet from your image and your words. My legs had been spread wide as my little toy, that I purchased just for us, had brought me to release several times. My brown hair, is a mess love, because my fingers were dragging through it, my pussy is still slick and wet, freshly shaven just for you. I remembered how you told me you liked that, so I did it for us a couple of weeks ago and I keep doing it.... Alan hasn't noticed by the way. Wayne had you been here you would have seen my hazel eyes burning with fire for you, wanting your cock inside me and not this damn toy.

I will tell him everything, I know he'll go for it, he wants a new pussy to fuck so I'll give him one. Your Anne and I will have something in common, we're at least the same heigth, perhaps then Alan will think of me. Tell Anne not to expect much... he has lost the romance, but perhaps it is just me he has lost it for. I laughed when I read about your wife's weight.. and her not telling you the true number... smart woman! Well I'm not telling either.. but I'm very pleasing on the eye and often get the catcalls as I walk along campus.

Plan on meeting Wayne....

Yours,

Marie

She sat back at the screen read the email, then read it again. Her finger hovered of the mouse and the send button. Her stomach twisted in knots. If she hit this button it would change her life. She would have to make decisions... tell her husband about Wayne, the offer of his swinger fantasy coming true, not telling her husband and not meeting Wayne, not having her fantasy with him, standing him up and possibly losing her online lover.

Marie struggled for several minutes, lost between morals and desire and her own need to show her husband that she was valuable to their marriage. Now she had come to a point in her life, did she or didn't she. She had been a virgin their wedding night, and now she was thinking about making a decision to share her body with another. She moved away from the computer, went and got a drink of water, then came back and stood infront of the monitor.

Closing her eyes, gritting her jaw, then opening the hazel eyes she watched as her trembling hand moved to the mouse and she hit the send button. Sighing she hung her head, she was one step closer to either losing her husband or her online lover, only morning would tell the answer.

Shutting down the computer, the earlier sexual desire gone from her body, Marie went to bed, climbed in behind her husband and wrapped her arms around his waist. Closing her eyes the tears fell, she did love Alan, she was just so tired of being alone. Kissing his back, she rolled over and fell into a sleep mixed with dreams of her husband and the grainy photo face of a woman, she thought she'd never meet, in heated embraces.

 

[OnHarry]

After Wayne went to bed he and Anne made love, well really they fucked, like a pair of dogs in heat. When they finished an hour or so later they both rolled over and went to sleep both satisfied and dreamy.

The next morning Wayne was at the computer wondering if Marie had responded to his E-mail. When he opened up his outlook, there it was. Anne came by in her robe, and looking up Wayne smiled and said, "there is coffee made if you want some."

"Yes I do," then as she looked at the screen she said, "that's a long Email, is it from your cyber friend?"

"Ahh yes it is, I think you should read this one I could use your insight."

Anne went and got her coffee and some toast and came back to settle in front of the terminal, "did you tell her you let me read these e-mails by any chance."

"I mentioned it early on, but I don't know if she remembers or not."

Anne nodded and started to read, after she read the first two paragraphs she asked, "how do you respond to this true confession stuff, her husband sounds like a reclamation project."

"Well you know I hate to say anything bad about someone I don't know, so I try and mitigate it, by telling her that maybe he is stressed, maybe he has other issues she is unaware of, it all affects the way we perform you know."

"You don't have to tell me that, still he might be okay and at least if I tolerate him it leaves you open for her."

"You never know, maybe he just needs a push in the right direction, he might be the best thing since Earl you just never know."

"I won't expect much but we will see, how do you actually intend to deal with her, she sounds like she is in dire needs?"

"I figured dancing a bit and then once the atmosphere has her relaxed, or tense in a good way we will come back here, assuming that is that all goes well, the husband is the wild card here."

"Well I hope he is wild, otherwise you have to do double duty after they go home, but what I meant was how will you actually do her, to be blunt?"

"Assuming I have the time, and that shouldn't be an issue, I will do the one finger bit I do sometimes."

Anne shivered as this was one of her favourite ways to make love, and it had never failed to please others either. "that should make her happy she seems to crave touching, as to her husband, would you mind asking her what he likes maybe I can get him going?"

"I will but read the rest."

After Anne read the next three paragraphs she said, "I don't know she sounds like she has it bad, she might be a bit too clingy this is supposed to be recreational not a love affair, of course if she really wants tender endearments and and good oral I can help her there."

"That did occur to me, but you said you were not that into girls."

"Well I'm not, but if the situation is right then maybe I could volunteer, I don't know about her husband though."

"I think personally, he is probabaly fine, just they are bored with each other."

"Maybe, I still don't know though." Anne continued to the final two paragraphs, "jesus, your never going to live up to this image she has of you."

Oh I don't know, I will do my best."

"How old are they by the way?"

"Mid thirties I believe, so he should have stamina if nothing else."

"Well send her your reply and we will see if her husband buys it, but you better warn her about the dance she might be put off if you don't."

"Aye aye captain"

"Are you working today?" Anne asked as an aside.

"Nope done for the month, boy am I glad they retired me and then called me back as a consultant, twenty hours a month tops and more pay than when I worked for them full time."

"Yea while the rest of us mere mortals have to go out and earn a living, and by the way you guessed wrong about my weight." She got up and went to get dressed so Wayne sat down to compose his reply.

Marie;

Sorry I missed you last night, but Anne had some demands on me that I had to satisfy. I was very flattered, well actually I was very horny when I read your reply to my E-mail. I sincerely hope I live up to your expectations, that could be hard.

As to your husband well we have discussed this before and there could be any number of reasons why he is the way he is, just be patient and I am sure it will come out all right.

I will assume then that unless I hear different, we will meet at Zeno's Friday night. In a perfect world you would be wearing a mid thigh length black dress, the little black dress, you can't go wrong, low cut but not too low, and black thigh high stockings. These dances are somewhat different than what you may be used to. I should warn you that there is a good chance you will be groped by unseen hands, if this bothers you then simply tell the groper please don't, or just no. Believe it or not with this crowd no really means no.

As to how I will treat with you, well let me tell you, we shall dance, perhaps kiss a bit, but not dirty dancing just close and tender, I do tender rather well.
Should events progress satisfactorily then after a reasonable interlude we will return to mine and Anne's house.

What I would do there well it will be long and slow very intimate and sensual, much caressing as I enjoy your lovely body. How do I know it is lovely, to me all woman's bodies are lovely, besides I saw the pictures. I am not sure you should do a full confession to your husband at this point, perhaps just what you feel he needs to know for now, but you know him best.

I should also tell you privately, that is for your ears only, that Anne is patient but does not suffer fools glady, though she would no doubt give Alan all the chances in the world, and frankly he would have to be dead not to want her. I look forward to your reply my dear, and to you, you have no idea how much these loins of mine crave you right now, I wish I had your skin to caress and stroke, your lips to touch with mine, and all of those sweet mysteries that lie as yet unexplored.

I shall be a Columbus to your new world, and explore you fully, that is my sincere wish, and desire, you make it so damned easy to desire you.

I had better stop now before I work myself into a right state, let me know what happens.

Your conquistador

Wayne

 

[KoolAid]

Alan got out of bed quietly the next morning. Marie seemed to be sleeping soundly, and he knew it was very late when she finally did call it the night. On the way out he stopped and kissed her, but she was too far gone to notice.

The drive to the City was contemplative. Usually, he listened to NPR News each morning unless they were having one their many fundrasers, and if that was the case, he'd switch over to John Boy and Billy. But on this morning an internal dialogue occupied his entire attention.

"You know what they say. Be careful what you ask for, because you just might get it."

"You're right, but that's what I wanted."

"You sure about that?"

"Yep, but deep down, I was surprised that Marie agreed so quickly."

"It wasn't all that quick. There was a lot of tears, hurt, and anger."

"Yeah, and I feel kind of shitty about that. She needs to know that I still love her, and I'm just trying to improve, no...I'm trying to save our marriage."

"You can go tell that shit to someone who might believe it. Don't forget, its you you're talking to."

"Well, let me put it this way. I love Marie, want to keep our marriage, and at the same time, want to experience new things, open up new horizons."

"Lets cut to the chase. You want some new fucks, and don't forget that little dirty fantasy of yours. It appears that it might not be just a fantasy soon. Why in the hell would you get off on watching your wife fuck another man anyway."

"We've been here before, I don't have a clue as to why. I just know that I do."

later, that morning after handling the critical voicemails and emails, he picked the phone up for personal reasons.

"Bev's Forist, may I help you?"

"Good morning Beverly, this is Alan, and I need your help."

"Let me guess. You want to send something nice to Marie, and you want it delivered today."

"You got it, but how did you know?"

"Lets just say that I know men."

After ordering the flowers, there was one more personal call to make. It took several rings, and it was obvious that he had wakened her.

"Hey dear. I'm just calling to make sure your're OK, and to tell you I love you."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie/Alan

"Hey dear. I'm just calling to make sure your're OK, and to tell you I love you."
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"Alan?" Marie rubs the sleep from her eyes and a large yawn frees itself.

"Hello hun."

"Hi, what do you need?" Marie slowly moved out of bed, while she listened to Alan tell her he was just calling to see how she was and tell her he loves her. She pauses in her steps towards the bathroom sink. The cordless pressed against her ear. "Ummm... I'm fine, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

She shuffled to the sink, turned on the cold water, filled a glass and took a long drink. "Why did you call again?"

"To tell you I love you and to see how you are."

"Oh, ok. I'm fine and I love you too." Marie still wasn't feeling right about the phone call. He hadn't called her from work in months, maybe in a year. Shrugging her shoulders she continued into the living room. Her cotton pajamas keeping her warm, while she turned on the coffee pot.

"Good, I was just thinking of you and felt like calling."

"Well, hun. I'm good and I'm awake now also." She smiled into the phone and rolled her eyes at his chuckle.

"I'll let you go about your morning and I'll see you when I get home from work."

"Sounds like a plan, bye Alan."

"Bye, Marie. I love you."

"I love you, too." Marie hung up the phone, poured her coffee and sat down. Her first class didn't start till later, so she took these few minutes to recall her email to Wayne. She stood and walked to the computer. She sipped her coffee while the computer buzzed and droaned itself awake. Immediately she clicked on his email and read.

She skimmed through it quickly reading the important things, over and over again.

we will meet at Zeno's Friday night

we shall dance, perhaps kiss a bit
we will return to mine and Anne's house
What I would do there well it will be long and slow very intimate and sensual, much caressing as I enjoy your lovely body.
how much these loins of mine crave you right now, I wish I had your skin to caress and stroke, your lips to touch with mine, and all of those sweet mysteries that lie as yet unexplored.

I shall be a Columbus to your new world, and explore you fully, that is my sincere wish, and desire, you make it so damned easy to desire you.

I had better stop now before I work myself into a right state, let me know what happens.

Your conquistador

Wayne

Marie sat there, her mind running through the things that may or may not be said to Alan. What could she tell him, finally an idea formed in her head. Picking up the phone she dialed his office.

"Alan." Her voice sounded nervous.

"Hello again, what's up?"

Marie took a deep breath, "Alan, you know I have lots of friends from school and the internet right? I've always mentioned them to you."

"Yes, I know hun. I know you talk to people online all the time."

She closed her eyes as she thought of all the other things she did, besides talking.

"Marie, still there?"

"Yes, Alan, I'm still here. The reason I'm calling is... remember me mentioning Wayne and Anne and how I stumbled across him one night when I was bored and we played an online game of checkers?"

"Yeah I remember, what's all this about?"

"Well, you know he and I usually play checkers when you have to work late and I haven't told you all about him and Anne."

"Oh, are they having problems. Has he done something or tried to encourage more from you then checkers?"

Her face paled at all the implications that one statement held true. "That isn't what I'm talking about Alan, not the checker games. I've been thinking about yesterday afternoon, what you wanted to do."

A long silence passed on the phone and Marie could hear Alan's breathing.

"Yes, the idea of opening up our marriage. I'm giving you time hun."

"I know and I appreciate that, but Alan... Wayne and Anne are swingers, and I have talked to him, and he sides with you. He says this could be just the thing for us."

"Really! Wow.. I'll have to shake his hand."

"Well, if you want you can shake his hand on Friday and his wife's too." She coughed as she quickly continued, "He and his wife agreed to meet us this Friday at a club called Zeno's. Alan, I have talked with him many times and I know he is very respectful and I think his wife is also. I want you to think about it. I trust this man, but I also want to please you, so whatever you decide I'll go along with."

Marie heard nothing but silence on the other end of the phone.

"I'll think about it, ok. Marie, thanks for calling, I know this was hard for you. I love you, and I'll talk to you tonight."

"I love you Alan, very much." She hung up the phone and pressed her hand to her stomach, it felt knotted and twisted. Her cheeks were hot, from the fact that she and Wayne would meet.

Quickly she hit the compose button and sent only a few lines to Wayne.

Friday is a go. I'll wear the black dress and all that you desire. To hold you in my arms, and to love you slowly and completely, is all I want. Thoughts of you fill my day and soon... your body will fill my soul.

Yours to possess soon,
Marie

Marie logged of the computer, heard the doorbell and answered it. In her face were a dozen roses and a dozen carnations. "Wow!" She took the flowers from the delivery girl and tipped her, before shutting the door. Alan had sent them, the card was simple, but direct. "Thinking of you" the note said.

Her eyes filled with tears as she smelled the flowers, "Why now? Why start showing me now?"

Taking the crystal vase to her desk she places it beside the monitor and tilts the card in front of it. Grapping her wallet and briefcase, she leaves the house and heads off to the college.

 

[OnHarry]

Anne left for work, she was manager of a travel agency, she used to own it but sold out to a large chain then managed it for them. She always complained about Wayne and his retirement but she actually enjoyed her job, which is why she stayed on.

Wayne after seeing her off, with a long wet kiss, and a bit of a grope decided to do some of the more mundane tasks, around the house. First clean the kitty litter, second put a load of laundry in, then weed the perrenial bed in the back by the deck, and hot tub, then clean up the kitchen, and put the first load of laundry in the dryer and a second load in the washer.

After that he had nothing to do for a bit, so sighing to himself he went to the computer. He played this game with himself, when he knew there might be something he wanted to see coming in, he would deliberatly stall putting off checking his E-mail till he had no further reason to. Than he would go and look.

When he went he hit the enter key to bring the screen back up, and then refresh. there was a message and it was from Marie, no matter how often he did this, a new partner was always exciting, and much anticipated.

He read;

Friday is a go. I'll wear the black dress and all that you desire. To hold you in my arms, and to love you slowly and completely, is all I want. Thoughts of you fill my day and soon... your body will fill my soul.

Yours to possess soon,
Marie

When he read that Wayne whistled aloud, "maybe Anne is right she might be anticipating more than I can deliver, still, what do you do?" He sent a reply back;

Marie

You worry me, I really hope I don't end up disapointing you, but I look forward to you, boy do I look forward to you. I believe in our hypothetical discussions I mentioned that I dearly love performing oral sex on a lady, it really gets me going, and generally the ladies as well.

Since it is a go then we should attend to some administrative matters. Since you are now discussing this openly with your husband, I hope, you and he should between now and Friday discuss, just what it is he hopes to get out of this, and what it is he wants. Also what is it he thinks he cannot handle, if anything.

Does he want you to be adored by me while he watches, or do you want that, for that matter, or would he prefer that he and Anne go to a room by themselves while we occupy our time in happy pursuits, somewhere else. We have a hottub by the way and that can serve as a metaphorical ice breaker, so there is that as well.

I can honestly say that men and women react differently to given situations, for example the one thing that really pulled me up short when Anne and I did our first little fling, was when she kissed the other fellow deeply open mouthed, and passionatly. She had done oral on him and he on her, and he had penetrated her, none of which bothered me, in fact I found it very stimulating.

However when she kissed him, that really made me go huh, I don't know why and I don't know that it will bother him, but chances are something will, something he may not yet realise, so to make this work we should be sensitive to his feelings as well.

I really want you Marie, the last few months has been one long session of foreplay, and I hope to bring that to a climax soon. As to filling your soul, a soul like yours is a big place to fill, my own inner being calls out for you, and if all goes well this Friday we will indeed find just what it means to enter each other's hidden chambers, and revel in our lust and passion. Now I am worked up to say the least.

Wayne

He sat back for a moment, hovering over the keyboard with his right index finger, did this sound too clinical, it had to be said but,hmmmmmm, then he added

PS; I hope this does not dound too cold and clinical, I only want you to discuss this with Alan, as it can get rather nasty, if an argument breaks out at some point. You both should have an idea what you want, and more important, what you do not want to happen, if anything.

Wayne thought about the post script for a moment, and finally more on impulse than any rational thought, he hit send.

 

[KoolAid]

Alan sat at his desk for several minutes motionless, processing what had just happened. His wife of eight years, a technical virgin when they had married, had just called to annouce that a meeting with a swinging couple had already been arranged, based on his decision to go.

He was struck by at least two disturbing notions. First, he no longer felt in control of events. Second, Marie had acted fast, much too fast. How could she have broached such an explosive subject with this Wayne character, and made arrangements to meet Friday evening in just one short morning? At first he dismissed the glaring conclusion, but despite his best efforts he could not find another logical deduction. THIS MORNING COULD NOT HAVE BEEN THE FIRST TIME THEY TALKED LIKE THIS!

Also, there was no denying the erotic electrification coursing through his mind and body at the prospect of new sexual encounters. He picked up a pencil and started scribbling on a piece of scrap paper.

• Out of control
• Fast
• Turnon
• hurt
• anger

He hadn't setout to list the last two items. They just happened. Why should he be hurt and angry? He was jumping to conclusions. There were good answers to his questions, and he realized that the only thing to do was to talk to Marie, face to face. He made his excuses to the secretary and left for home.

When he discovered that she was not home, he was not overly concerned. After all, she had a house to run, and that required trips to the market. He entered the home office, noticed the flowers had been delivered, and smiiled when he saw his card prominently displayed by the computer monitor.

The computer? No...he shouldn't. Besides, he didn't know her password. Uh-oh, yes he does. But she would know that he had read her email. Not if he only read the old mail.

There was a slight tremble in his hand, as he grasp the mouse and clicked on the email icon. There was a lot of student email, but his lips tightened as he saw message after message from Wayne. He arbitrarily chose to go back a couple of weeks, and began to open the mail.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie arrived at home, her briefcase in one hand and a small bag of groceries in the other. Setting the case down she opened the front door, picked up the black case and walked in. Shutting the door behind her with her hip and firmly closing it with her butt, she placed her briefcase on the table in the foyer. Moving quietly into the kitchen she put away the groceries and pulled out a skillet to begin preparations for supper. "Alan, I'm home." She called out not realizing he was in the doorway of the kitchen watching her.

"I know," his voice hard and deep.

Turning to look at him, her eyes beheld those of a man, that she had only seen on rare occasions. His jaw was tight, his eyes locked on hers and a small twitch showed in one eye. Marie looked at him longer, she knew he was angry, but over what she had no idea, "What is it?" she asked, as she place the skillet to the side and walked towards him.

"Look what I found," he said as he shoved a stack of papers into her chest.

Marie's face showed confusion as she took the papers from him. Looking down, she feels the color leave her face, and her hand grips the paper tighter. The papers begin to shake, from the trembling of her fear. "I...," she can't say anything at the moment.

"I? What?" Alan's voice was growing more sinister, his anger barely capped.

Turning away, Marie lowered herself to a kitchen chair, the papers fell to the floor and her hands came up. Burying her face inside them, she let herself weep. Alan, stood there, wanting to spew words of anger, and deception at her, but knowing he would do more damage to their relationship he kept quiet.

"I'm sorry." Still unable to look at him, she focused on her hands, now clenching the material of her skirt.

"How long?"

"A few months."

"Jesus Chirst!" He pushed away from the doorway and walked to stand and look out the window of the kitchen. "Everything seemed so normal out there and so damn confusing in here," he thought. "Why?"

"I don't know."

"Oh, you don't know? You just jump online and start cyber fucking anyone that pops up?"

"NO! It wasn't like that! I didn't mean for it to happen!" She stood up and glared at his back.

"What was it like then," his voice only slightly less aggressive. "Make me understand, Marie."

Marie took a deep breath and slowly explained how the relationship with Wayne had started. "I was bored one day. I was online, I had finished going over the final research papers that the students had sent via my email, and I had done all the online buiness that needed done, you weren't home and I was just bored. I went into one of those chat rooms, not looking for anything, just wanting to talk to someone."

Alan turned to look at his wife, trying to listen as her confession was pulled from her body. He leaned against the window and continued to hear her out.

"Well, I started talking to many people. One person's name kept popping up very quickly after I would 'say' something. At first I didn't think anything of it, but it was soon obvious he was flirting and yes I was too. Harmless flirting that was all."

Alan sat down, and so did Marie. Each one looked at the other. "When did it change?" he asked quietly.

"I went back to the same room later that week and he happened to be there. Again we chatted and flirted, then he sent me a message through the chat service, one that only he and I would see. It was polite with only a hint of flirtation, but it was also an offer to exchange emails and Instant Messaging addresses. I hesitated, but decided to. Still not thinking anything but having a person to talk to that was nice and seemed to have something in common with me."

Alan reached for her hand, needing to try and stay connected with her. "I thought we had things in common?"

"Oh Alan, we do, it was just something that happened. I'm sorry, I got caught up in it and I won't lie to you. I have wondered what it would be like to be with him."

Alan stood up and ran his hands through his hair.

"Alan, he isn't opposed to us, meeting. All of us. I was being truthful, he does partake in 'Swinging'."

 

[KoolAid]

He was angry, and wanted to be even angrier, but he couldn't. She had thought of what it would be like to sleep with another man. He had thought the same about another woman. She had probably fantasized about him when they made love, but hadn't he fantasized about other women?

But he glanced at the small bag of groceries, and things began to change.

"You should have talked to me about this." He looked back at the small bag. "I wonder if you're being totally honest even now."

She watched silently as he walked to the counter and peered into the small bag of groceries. "Hmmm, looks like dinner will be good." He made a dramatic act of looking at his watch."

"I knew it was your favorite, and the flowers made me want to do something for you."

"What did you have for lunch? I had a peanut butter sandwich and an apple....right here, oh..roughly about 4 hours ago!"

Long thick silence hung over the kitchen before he sliced it with a knife-like voice.

"Could you not wait til Friday night? Did my flowers make you want to go out and fuck Wayne?" His face flushed, temple throbbing. "Or is there someone else? How many are there?"

He stepped toward her, put his finger under here downturned chin, and lifted until their eyes met.

"Why? When I suggested opening our marriage, I wasn't suggesting lying and cheating."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Wednesday night...

Marie's jaw dropped. Now he was trying to accuse her of actually physically having an affair. "Alan, if you would remember today is Wednesday. I have 5 classes, each one is in the middle of finals. If you wish to accuse me or imply that I am having an affair then just spit it out!"

Alan looked at her, doubt still in his eyes, "So your saying you have been at the college all day?"

"Damn it! I am always at the college all day and all night during finals. I've been doing this for years, and you know that is why I'm late getting home. Just come right out and ask me!" Marie was shaking with fury. She had confessed, she had told him, and now she was still defending herself to him.

"How many people have you screwed since we've been married?"

"NONE!"

Alan still wasn't convinced, but he had asked and she had answered. He thought she was telling the truth, but still he wanted answers to more questions, "How many people online have you cybered with?"

"I flirted with many people Alan, you know me, I'm a flirt and that is all I did. Yes it was heavy flirting, very suggestive, but I never went further, until I met Wayne... there are just to many weirdo's out there."

"And Wayne isn't a wierdo? He's a swinger, and you were so against the idea of swinging that you don't think he is a wierdo?"

Taking a deep breath, Marie tried to calm herself. "He didn't tell me about Swinging until later, after we had talked to each other. We spent several weeks getting to know each other. I don't think he is a wierdo. And I didn't say I was against the idea... you just surprised me."

Marie quieted she tried to run the last 24 hours in her head. She had thrown into a rage over his suggestion of an open marriage, then she planted fantasies in his head of him watching her make love to another man. They had made love, after he found her playing with her toy, then he had sent her flowers, found her online lover, convinced himself that she was having a real-life affair, because he didn't remember it was count down to finals and the end of the school year. Pressing her hand to her temple, she felt the pounding of a migraine coming on.

Taking a deep breath, she calmly finished what she hoped would help them ease through this time of turmoil, "Alan. I have never physically been with any man but you. I can't make you believe that, you have to do that yourself. I won't deny my attraction to Wayne, I am attracted to him. Why? Perhaps, I just was lonely, or I too wanted more adventure in our lives, but didn't realize it until I was in to deep. I don't have all the answers. I'm willing to try this swingers thing if you are. I can't apologize anymore to you. I'm sorry I hurt you, but I also will not regret the things I have found with Wayne. He introduced me to a side I forgot existed, a side you forgot. Alan, you just seemed to stop caring about me and started just wanting to cum and then go to sleep. I'm willing to try this new thing with you. Not for you and not for me.... but for us."

 

[KoolAid]

"Well, I did forget about Finals." The wrathy winds leaving his sail. "Its just that I'm learning so many things about you that I didn't know. All of a sudden I learned that you been having a cyber affair and that I don't satisfy you in bed."

He turned around and gazed out the window at the birds feeding at the edige of his lawn.

"Remember our wedding night when I literally couldn't find your clit. I knew where it was supposed to be, but didn't know it was so hidden...so protected?"

"Honey, of course I do."

"But you showed me how to pull back the folds of labia, and how to massage and lick with just the right amount of tenderness." As if out of nowhere he let out a peal of hearty laughter. "And I certainly have vivid memories of explaining to you that blowjobs do not require the use of teeth."

He turned back around to look at her.

"Do you remember pouring over The Joy of Sex every night until we had read it cover to cover?" He was not waiting for an answer. "And do you remember what we said was the most important thing for good sex?"

"I think so." She replied. "But you tell me."

"Communications! We learned that it was important to tell each other what we needed. Now, after God knows how long, I find out that you haven't been telling what you needed."

She started to speak, but he brought his finger to his lips.

"Shhh. I know the stock answers. I wasn't listening. You tried to. You didn't want to deflate my ego, etc., etc., etc."

He reached out and took her hand in his.

"Well darling, the lack of communication is over, and we'll do a lot of talking on Saturday...after Friday night.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie looked at their hands, fingers intertwined, "So do you want me to talk to him about Friday... ??"

Alan was silent, it was finally up to him. She had agreed. Now that final step was his to make. "Your positive you trust him, with every being in your soul."

"Yes."

"We'll use condoms, is that understood."

"I agree. I wouldn't have done this without the idea of protection."

Marie wondered how to approach the "rules" of the evening. "Alan, let me make dinner. Something simplier then what I was planning, I'm not in the mood to eat, but I missed lunch and I know if I don't then I'll be sick. I think something simple would do us both good, and we can sit and discuss how Wayne and Anne advise us on how to proceed."

Alan agreed and went to the fridge to grab a beer and a wine cooler for Marie. He popped the caps and poured the cold liquid into the glasses, and carried them into the dining room. He watched as Marie brought out a plate of different cheeses, crackers and summer sausauge. He wasn't really in the mood to eat, but he too knew that if he didn't he'd be up sometime during the night.

The couple ate silently, before Alan broke the silence, "What rules are you talking about?"

Marie looked up, and told him about the final email, "We should decide a few things ahead of time, before meeting them. What do you and I want from this experience? I want to recapture the passion that for some reason you no longer see in me. Perhaps, I'm not doing something right, or I've become routine. What do you want?"

She continued explaining and asking him various things, "What are you absolutely against... french kissing, anal, oral. These things you have to decide whether you are ok with doing them with Anne and whether your ok with Wayne doing them to me. And yes, Alan I have to decide the same things. I'm not ready to try anal, yet. I know that is your fantasy, but it has never been mine."

Alan listened patiently... taking time to think of his response to each question as she went on. "Do you want to watch us? Do I want to watch you and Anne, perhaps even if all of us are together... Alan I'm not ready to watch you have sex with another woman, and for now.... I don't want you watching me either... but I'll let you decide that, I don't want to dictate the terms in this. I'm willing to compromise ok."

Pushing her plate away and drinking the last of her beverage she took his hand. "Honey, I'm sorry about how this all came about, I can only ask for your forgiveness. I only want to bring back the spark. That's all, I don't want to lose you, so if you ask me right now to give up Wayne I will."

She waited quietly, her head pounding and hoping that he would forgive her. Getting up, she pressed a kiss to his head, "I need to get some aspirin, then I'm going to bed to sleep. Send Anne an email, I have her's on my computer also. Wayne gave it to me along time ago. I never understood why, but perhaps he could sense I would need it someday."

Marie heard Alan's words just before she walked away, her heart heavy and the pain in her head bringing tension to her shoulders as well as tears to her eyes. She took her aspirins and then slipped her clothes off leaving them where they lied. Pulling on her flannel gown, she looked at it, "Well this could be one problem, they say once you go to flannel the spark has gone." Shrugging her shoulders, she muttered, "What the hell," and pulled off the gown, and slipped into bed.

Her body soon was nestled deep in the covers, the blankets soon warming from her naked skin, reaching over she turned off the alarm clock. Tomorrow was Thursday and she and Alan both had the day off. As she drifted off to sleep, mentally and physically exhausted, but most of all thankful that the wieght of her online romance had been lifted and he know knew about it.

 

[KoolAid]

"You know, I hadn't really considered that there would be a need for making rules about breaking a fundamental rule, but I guess your're right."

Hie leaned back with his hands interlocked and resting against his stomach, thumbs twiddling.

"Well." He began. "I would definitely prefer not to interact with another cock, and I guess there are other rules, but for the life of me, I can't think of them now...Oh...there is another. Everything we do from this point on is open, nothing behind the other's back. OK?"

He briefly considered revealing Amanda's proposition, and vowed that he would if there were any other developments.

"I understand your rules." He continued. "But there is something I need to tell you. A major fantasy of mine is watching you fuck another man, maybe even two or three including me. I think about that all the time, but please don't ask me why. The thought of you out of your mind with pleasure dealing with multiple cocks makes me hard even as we speak."

She was massaging her temples, and he guessed she was deep into one of her tension headaches. He wanted to go over and massage the pain away himself, but wasn't sure how she would react after that last revelation.

"There is one more thing I would like for you to be open to." He took a long deep breath. "Just consider having sex with another woman...but...I'll understand if you can't."

Getting up, she pressed a kiss to his head, "Honey, I'm sorry about how this all came about, I can only ask for your forgiveness. I only want to bring back the spark. That's all, I don't want to lose you, so if you ask me right now to give up Wayne I will."

"No, I want do that. And I'm sorry too."

He sat in the den for a long while relishing an object over which he did feel in control; the tv remote, but as usual there was nothing on the 127 channels. When he sipped into bed, he put his arm around her although she was already sound asleep, and was shocked to discover that she was naked. In the past, she had only slept in the nude after hot sex, which he realized, had not been for a long time.

The palm of his hand started at her knees and lightly followed her curves up to her shoulder. There was no attempt to waken her, but to just enjoy the touch.

 

[KoolAid]

He had almost drifted off when he remembered. Anne! The email! Quietly lifting the covers back he exited the bed dressed only in his shorts, walked through the den and into their home office.

Hi Anne

My name is Alan, Marie's husband, but I guess you aleady know that. I only discovered the two of you today. I understand we will possibly give the concept of double-dating a whole new meaning come Friday night.

I just wanted to tell you that I'm looking forward to meeting you, and am very interested in learning more about you and Wayne. How long have you been in this lifestyle? Were or are there any problems, like possesiveness of jealousy?
Do you have any pre-expectations?

I've decided that the only thing I can do is just be myself. I hope that is adequate.

Thanks

Alan

 

[OnHarry]

JUst before Wayne wemt to bed he checked his E-mail and found that Anne had a message as well, he called out "Honey you've got mail."

She came and opened it up and read;

My name is Alan, Marie's husband, but I guess you aleady know that. I only discovered the two of you today. I understand we will possibly give the concept of double-dating a whole new meaning come Friday night.

She smiled a bit and said to Wayne, "I guess the cat is out of the bag now, he almost sounds nervous."

"How can you tell that from an E-mail?"

"Just a feeling I have that's all." She read on;

I just wanted to tell you that I'm looking forward to meeting you, and am very interested in learning more about you and Wayne. How long have you been in this lifestyle? Were or are there any problems, like possesiveness of jealousy?
Do you have any pre-expectations?

"He asks a lot in a few words, but I guess since being new he would have lots of questions" She read the last bit;

I've decided that the only thing I can do is just be myself. I hope that is adequate.

Thanks

Alan

Anne did a quick reply,

Alan;

So very nice to hear from you, unfortunatly I got this at bedtime and am not at my best, however in answer to your questions, all you can do is be your self, no pretence, because like it or not, your true self will show through anyway.

Then she looked around at Wayne, "do you think I should send him a picture?"

"Depends which picture you send but I leave that up to you."

Anne smiled almost wickedly Wayne thought and she said, "Well you and her have been having all the fun so maybe I will entice him somewhat." she went to attachements and called up her personal picture file and sent him two, the first one showed her at a table overlooking some water, and she had her chin resting on her hand, her dark chin length hair hanging like curtains over her face and an enigmatic half smile that never failed to catch Wayne's attention everytime he saw it.

The second one was taken a few months ago, and showed her reclining on the bed leaning on her lower arm her other arm draped over her breasts hiding one fully, in a classical pose, her top leg draped over the lower, fully nude. It revealed almost none of her pubic region, she was shaved anyway, and her breasts which were full and round but not so big they sagged heavily, her fairly large aerola's somewhat puckered, her nipples erect, and the same emigmatic smile.

Here are a few pictures of me so you will know who you are dealing with, LOL, that way you can recognize me when you see me, and yes I m looking forward to meeting you as well.

Anne

I think that should do it, and she clicked send.

 

[KoolAid]

Sleep was fitful but peppered with highly erotic dreams. One was even wet. Marie was straddled atop Wayne while blowing him. But the last one of the evening was dark and disturbing though the meaning totally escaped him. He was searching for the lost treasure of a long dead civilization, and had in his possession a seemingly clear map. Following the map, he fought through thick and abrasive undergrowth accumulating cuts and bruises over his entire body, and finally after hours of struggle, he would arrive at the precise location, only to find another map indicating another location. But after each arduous and injurious trek, he would discover that he hadn't been anywhere; his ending point and starting point were always the same. It was the eerie laughter though, that haunted him. After several duplicated dead-end trips, the pain inflicted by the barbs of nature, and the derisive laughter became too much, and he mercifully wakened with a start.

Alan took a long deep inhalation, and exhaled just as slowly to calm his quick breathing. He looked over at Marie. She was sleeping soundly. He sat up, with feet on the floor, for several minutes to allow clarity to cut through the grogginess before half staggering to the kitchen to turn the coffee pot on. Considering the mess in his shorts, he opted to shower first thing.

After the bath, he poured himself a large cup of black coffee and sauntered to the computer. He had mail. It was from Anne.

Here are a few pictures of me so you will know who you are dealing with, LOL, that way you can recognize me when you see me, and yes I m looking forward to meeting you as well.

He opened the first and was immediately struck by the fact that she was older than he, perhaps by 10 to 15 years, but it was hard to tell. But then he was struck by her attractiveness and the Mona Lisa smile that emitted a sense of mystery, allure, and even wisdom.

The second picture caused an involuntary widening of his pupils, trying to take everything in. The long legs and erect nipples burned in his brain, sending a signal to his penis that responded immediately. He had no idea how long he gazed at the photo before hitting the reply button and typing only a sincere "Thank You."

He returned to the bedroom where he knew Marie was sleeping in the nude, dropped his robe, and slid beside her as naked as she. His erection stabbing at her lower stomach.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie slowly began to wake up as little kisses along her shoulders and soft fingers ran up and down her spine. "Mmmmm..... good morning." She whispered to Alan, as she stretched in his arms. She paused as she felt his hard shaft pressed against her. Reaching her hand down she wrapped her fingers around his erection, "Wake up a bit in the mood did you?"

Alan didn't answer her question, but leaned in and covered her lips with his.

Marie opened her mouth and caressed his tongue with her lips, and gently stroked his cock.

"That feels very nice." He whispered into her ear.

Marie smiled as she felt the kiss upon her neck and his hand move around to cup and lift her breast. Moaning, she felt her body responding to the gentle caress of her nipple and pressed her sex against his. "So does that," she murmored as her mouth moved to lick the tender place on his neck that she knew sent shivers down his back.

Alan smiled back as he, lifted her breast and slowly ran his tongue over the nipple, flicking it before drawing it into his mouth. Arching her back, Marie heard a sigh of pleasure then a gasps of desire, when she felt his teeth bite at the erect button.

"Like?" He asked as he winked up at her.

Looking down, she shook her head yes, biting her bottom lip as she did.

"Very much so," she finally told him. Her fingers playing with the head of his cock, slipping a drop of precum over the head.

Marie stroked his shaft harder and felt her body beginning to hum in pleasure. She leaned up and kissed his neck, gently urging him to the bed.

Alan stroked her thighs as she straddled him. He pictured the beautiful Anne riding astride him. Her picture still fresh on his mind.

Lowering herself onto his cock, Marie saw his eyes close. Suddenly she thought to herself then voiced that opinion, "Alan, I want to try something different." She slowly rode his cock, not wanting the small discussion to deter the aroused state they were in.

"MMmmm... what sweetheart?" His hands pressed on her hips, trying to urge her to move faster, his eyes closed, Anne in his mind.

"I want us to keep our eyes open and keep us in bed together, no one else right now... Please?" Marie felt a small shiver as she ground her pelvis against her husband.

Opening his eyes, Alan looked into Marie's bliss filled features.

Watching her husband's eyes darken with each press of their bodies, she slowly began to concentrate on pleasure his cock as it was buried deep inside her.

His hand came up and toyed with her breasts, the whole time he kept his eyes on his wife's body, seeing her again. Images of Anne tried to transcend, but he felt his arousal for her shift back to his wife, so he allowed the picture of the beautiful woman he had seen that morning ease from him mind.

Sighing Marie began to increase her speed as her nipple was teased and pleasured by Alan's fingers. She looked down and for the first time in a long time, it was her husband's hands upon her breasts and not her fantasy lover's.

Sitting up Alan devoured her breasts and sucked greedily from it.

Marie pulled him closer her fingers digging into his hair, tangling and tugging.

He bit her breasts, then moved his hands to her hips and began to lift and push her down deeper, filling the spot that he knew would bring her the most pleasure.

"Yes... please Alan don't stop."

"Never."

Together the couple rode the tides of passion that each thrust of his shaft gave them. Receding from her sex, only to plunge back forth again. Throwing her head back, her neck exposed, she felt Alan's mouth tug on her neck and suck the skin, just as her orgasm flooded over her cock.

Alan bit his wife, drawing a deep growl from her as he felt his own cum release from his cock and explode into his wife. Groaning her name, he continued to help her hips lift up and down on his shaft, as he released the rest of his seed deep inside, and he felt her continued release as she covered him.

Their eyes held and locked as Marie moved to kiss her husband and he kissed her back.

 

[KoolAid]

They laid together for another hour in total relaxation, caught in that serene zone between sleep and wakefulnes in which the mind was clear and all was right with the world. There was only the sound of slow synchronized breathing as both streams of consciousness stopped dead in their tracks.

Finally, Alan moved. "Dear, are you going to sleep all day."

"Hmmm, sounds like a good idea." She yawned and stretched.

"I feel much better about it now."

"Good. What do you feel better about?"

"Tomorrow night." A long silent pause.

"How so?"

"Honey, I don't know that I can explain it, but I'll try. I think maybe we were both looking at this as a chance to be rescued....sort of...I think. It was if we were looking to fill voids in our relationship...to solve problems..that perhaps only we could solve."

He looked back at Marie for some sort of vailidation, but her eyes were beckoning him to say more.

"Its just that I think we are working on our problems; my lack of consideration and perhaps your lack of communication. And I know that swinging will not solve these problems. But maybe...just maybe, we will be able to enhance our relationship, and become stronger. I fully expect that a year or so from now, neither of us will ever feel a need to ask '"What if?"' again."

He took her hand.

"I fully expect to love you even more."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie smiled back at Alan, kissed him softly on the lips, "I want that, and I want us to bring more to our marriage too. I don't want to lose you." They kissed deeply, before Marie pulled away, slipping on her robe, she gave him a peck on the cheek, whispered, "Take a shower and I'll cook up breakfast."

Looking at the time, she headed out the door, "It will be more like brunch, seeing as we have stayed in bed till 11:00."

Alan chuckled and pulled himself from his satisfied state and headed to the shower.

Marie worked up a batch of pancakes and grilled them on the gridle as well as some sausage links. All the while, she would hear herself humming. Smiling to herself, thinking of her and Alan this morning, she'd get little shivers up and down her spine. This time when she had orgasmed it was more fulfilling then when she had fantasized with Wayne in her mind and her toy moving inside her. This time, it was special and when it was done she felt complete.

Marie felt his arms around her waist as he nuzzled her neck.

"Smells good," he whispered as he gave her a gentle squeeze, then moved to get the orange juice from the fridge.

"Thank you, I hope it tastes as good as it smells."

"I'm sure it will. What are your plans for the day?"

Marie looked at him, shrugging her shoulders, "Well I could grade a few papers, that's always fun." She rolled her eyes and blew the bangs from her eyes.

Alan smiled, "I love it when you do that."

"Do what?" a questioning expression crossed her face as she blew her hair from her eyes again.

"That!"

"This?" she blew her hair up again.

"Yep."

Giggling Marie, poured more juice into her husbands glass. "Eat your breakfast silly."

"I'd rather eat you."

Marie's face flamed red. Alan had flirted with her in ages, and here she was blushing like a school kid. Smiling at him, "That would be nice, but though grading papers is always so much fun, and haveing you "eat me" sounds delightful, perhaps if you don't have anything to do we can go for a drive into the city."

Alan's brow raised, "You know that wouldn't be a bad idea. We could make sure we know exactly where Zeno's is."

Marie's face fell, but she quickly replaced it with a nod, "Yes, that is a good idea, and we'll catch a movie before we come home." Getting up, she took the dishes and kissed his cheek, "I'll wash these up, it will take us a good hour or so to get into the city, and after we find Zeno's I think I would like to go shopping. Then dinner and a movie. Who knows... buy me dinner and a movie ... you may get lucky."

She squealed as Alan pinched her cheeks as he put away the juice and watched his wife's body move inside her robe.

 

[OnHarry]

When Wayne got up the next morning, he made coffee, fed the cat, a demanding sort the cat, and then he went to the computer and checked the mail and saw a reply to Anne's E-mail. He called her and, "said you have mail."

She had on a short cotton nightie, comfortable if not sexy, though as Wayne often pointed out by his application of his hands to her buttocks, it barely covered her essentials. She said it wasn't supposed to.

When she sat down and Wayne had brought her the coffee she opened the mail noting it had arrived early that morning.

"Thank You."

She sat back for a minute and sipped her coffee, thinking about this, Wayne saw as he sat down the almost blank screen and commented "that looks rather short."

"It is the reply to my pictures from Alan. Rather took me by surprise."

"What did you send and why does it surprise you?"

The one you took last year when we were at that little restaurent on Lake Erie, somewhere in Ohio I believe, and the other one was the one you tried to pose me like a model for a classical painter."

Wayne smirked he knew both pictures well and asked, "and the reply?"

"Just thank you, which is nice I like that, to the point and no crude stuff about let shove my fat cock in you baby." Wayne nodded at that to, as he knew very well the replys Anne was talking about.

She said "I will send him a nother message, I think assuming he has no erectile issues this could be good."

Wayne discreetly left the room to check something in the kitchen, and Anne typed,

Alan;

Your short, to the point and very polite reply says a great deal more about you than you may realize. I do look forward to meeting both of you, and I think this should go well.

Anne

send.