Hot Tub Caused Our Divorce, Ch. 1
It was on sale and such a good deal with delivery and installation included but little did Brett and Brianna know that they'd be getting divorced after buying a hot tub.
My name is Brett and I'm 35-years-old. I've been married to the love of my life, Brianna, for 12-years. We started dating at 18-years-old in high school and always talked about getting married.
We attended our senior prom together and had sex in the backseat of my father's Chevy station wagon. Before we were married, with me 24-years-old and my bride 23-years-old, six months older than her, we made the decision that we didn't want children. Instead, we traveled, went out to eat, partied, had fun, and had a good time together.
Then, one day when we were both sore from working out, we saw an advertisement online for a hot tub. After watching NFL players relaxing in hot tubs and taking ice baths, we decided to buy one. With the both of us having continual joint pain from running, cycling, and weight lifting, we decided that a hot tub was just what we needed and was a worthwhile investment.
Surprised by how much some of them cost, then, there's the delivery and the installation costs, too. Yet, instead of buying a small four-person hot tub, we bought a middle of the line, 6-person hot tub marked down from $7,999 to $5,999 with delivery and installation included in the price. A huge savings, and with them only having one left in stock, how could we turn that down?
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The perfect place to have a hot tub without bugs and leaves from trees falling in the water and clogging the filter, we had the hot tub delivered and installed in our screen-in covered, four-season, back porch. For the first several months while relaxing with a glass of wine, we used the hot tub nearly every night. The only problem with having a hot tub started was when we invited my best friend, Roger, and his wife, Diana, over to have some wine and use the hot tub.
Little did we know, we'd all be inebriated. Little did we know, we'd all be naked. Little did we know, we'd be having extramarital sex, and swinging sex with another couple. Yet, when thinking back over it now, glad that I took advantage of the opportunity to have sex with my best friend's wife while he had sex with my wife, that was one of the best nights that we ever had.
Their reaction to using a hot tub for the first time was the same reaction that we had the first time we sat in the hot tub. With the water so warm, nearly putting us to sleep, it was relaxing. Our muscle aches and joint pain were gone overnight. We had the best sleep we had in a long time. Granted, we're still young but having a hot tub was like having a full-time massage therapist massaging our bodies in the privacy of our own home.
The fun started after the women had two glasses of wine. Brianna and Diana were a little tipsy. They were laughing, talking loudly, and giggling.
While the women talked excessively, Roger and I stared at all that we imagined seeing of their breasts through their abbreviated bikini tops. Winking at one another, while he stared at Brianna's bikini top clad breasts, I stared at Diana's bikini top clad breasts. With us always talking about sex, about seeing naked breasts, and continually watching porn, young, dumb, and full of cum, the both of us are always horny.
Something forbidden to do but with our wives so beautiful, sexy, and shapely, we've always lusted over one another's wife. No doubt, nothing more than a fantasy that would never come to fruition, we secretly hoped that we could have some topless fun with our wives. Without doubt, giving us both something to masturbate over later, Roger would love to see Brianna's naked tits as much as I'd love to see Diana's naked breasts.
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Roger stared long and hard at Brianna's C cup breasts in her revealing, low-cut bikini top, as much as I stared at the tops of Diana's jiggling and bulbous double D, cup breasts. I stared at her long line of her sexy cleavage, and the full roundness of her huge breasts squeezed into her bikini top. Not thinking that they would, and something that I'll be masturbating over later if they did, we dared our wives to remove their bikini tops.
With Roger seeing my wife's naked breasts and me seeing his wife's gigantic, naked tits, we hoped that they'd accept our dare. If they didn't, I was ready to double dare them to remove their bikini tops. Knowing my wife as I did, she's never refused a double dare. Moreover, if she removed her bikini top, encouraging Roger's wife to follow her lead, I knew that Diana would remove her bikini top, too.
"I dare you to remove your bikini top," said Roger to my wife while staring at her bikini bra clad breasts.
Brianna looked down at her breasts before looking up at Roger. She gave him a sexy look and a naughty smile. I looked at my wife to see if she would. When a look of sexual arousal betrayed her look of shocked surprise, I knew she'd remove her bikini top and show Roger her naked breasts.
"I bet you'd love to see my tits, Roger," said my wife with a sexy laugh and a naughty look.
Teasing him, she lifted her breasts through her bikini bra to cup them in her hands. Then, she slid slow hands across her bra clad breasts while fingering her erect nipples through her bikini top. Then, she slid a slow tongue across her red, full lips, moved her hand back and forth in front of her mouth, and pushed out her cheek with her tongue as if she was giving him a blowjob.
As shocked as he was sexually excited, Roger stared at my wife in the way that I stared at his wife. Then, with her falling silent and not saying anything, and with her working on her third glass of wine, no doubt in my mind, I knew that Brianna would remove her bikini top to show Roger her naked breasts. Especially after my encouragement for the ladies to get topless, I knew that I'd be seeing four naked tits, soon. Then, I added frosting to our cake by double daring my wife.
"I double dare you to remove your bikini top," I said to Brianna before looking at Diana. "I'd love to see your enormous naked breasts, Diana," I said with a dirty laugh while staring at her huge bikini top clad melons.
In the way that my wife cupped and lifted her breasts in her hands through her bikini top, Diana cupped and lifted her breasts in her bikini top, too. Then, sliding slow hands across her massive breasts, she fingered her nipples through her bikini bra. Then, following my wife's lead, she pushed out her cheek with her tongue while moving her hand back and forth in front of her mouth as if giving me a blowjob.
I was stunned. Not only would I love to see Diana's naked breasts and big, erect nipples, but also, I'd love her to see my naked prick. I'd love her to stroke my big dick. I'd love my best friend's wife to blow me. How hot would that be to cum in her beautiful mouth and watch her swallow my cum?
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Then, when Brianna looked at Diana and shrugged, and she looked at my wife, as if daring one another to remove their bikini tops, I knew that they would. As if there was a drumroll going off in my head, I held my breath with sexual anticipation. This was it. This was really it. They were going to remove their bikini tops. My wife was going to show my best friend her naked breasts.
While hoping that they would, not wanting to force them by pressuring them, it was up to the women to get topless or not. Would they remove their bikini tops? Would Brianna show Roger her naked breasts? I hoped she would. Would Diana show me her naked breasts? I wished she would. As much as I'd love for Roger to see Brianna's naked breasts, I'd love to see Diana's enormous, naked breasts.
Would we take our strong friendship to the next level by our wives flashing us their naked breasts? Would we dare to have sex with one another's wives? Would we, perhaps, even become neighborhood swingers?
Truthfully, I'd love to have forbidden sex with my best friend's wife as much as Roger would love to have swinging sex with my wife. At the very least, starting with them flashing us their tits, I'd love to see Diana's huge breasts as much as Roger would love to see Brianna's C cup breasts. Then, with both women pretending that they were blowing us, I'd love for Brianna to blow Roger as much as I'd love for Diana to blow me.
With them both having a two drink limit, a little bit drunk after drinking their second glass of wine and working on their third glass of wine, and horny, too, surprisingly, they did show us their tits. Surprisingly and sexually excitingly, the women removed their bikini tops. They willingly and consensually show us their naked breasts, their symmetrical areolas, and their big, erect nipples.
The first one to oblige while knowing that she would be, Brianna reached around her, unhooked her bikini bra, and removed her top. Then, following her lead, Diana reached around her, unhooked her bikini bra, and removed her top, too. Only, not so fast, while enjoying the moment of their exhibitionism with our voyeurism, they took their sweet time teasing us before removing their bikini tops.
Again, something that I'll be masturbating over for the rest of my horny life, I couldn't believe my wife and my best friend's wife removed their bikini tops. I couldn't believe that I was seeing both of their naked breasts. I knew my wife would remove her bikini top but I was unsure if Diana would remove her top, too. I enjoyed seeing Diana's naked breasts as much as Roger enjoyed seeing Brianna's naked breasts.
With my wife being a bit of an exhibitionist whore, she loves her C cup breasts and she loves flashing her tits. We've been to a couple of nude beaches during our travels. We've even gone to a nude beach with her best friend, Elizabeth, and her husband, Thomas.