As a forty-two year old blonde haired, brown eyed, married mother of two children, with a 36D-24-38 figure I was thoroughly enjoying the perks of being in an open relationship with my husband, both of us taking the opportunity to have sex with people outside of our marriage.
Several weeks prior to the annual Fourth of July party where we would end the day watching the fireworks show across the Lake from our yard, friends and neighbors sitting on the lake shore, drinking, laughing and having fun, Bill caught me sunbathing topless on our deck while he worked in his yard, and after years of flirting, we gave into the sexual tension that had been building between us, spending the rest of the day having amazing sex in my house.
From that day on we'd been having as much sex as possible, meeting in each other's houses or back yard sheds to fuck. Whenever we could day or night, from a quick coupling to an hour's long marathon session, whatever time allowed.
My husband was completely aware of everything that happened between Bill and I, because we always talked candidly about our involvement with others. On the other hand Bill's wife Donna had no idea what we were doing, and we preferred to keep it that way,Bill didn't know anything about my open marriage and that also was best.
July fourth was always a great time, with a pig picking, cover dish dinner, swimming, horse shoes,volleyball and fireworks. After every one finished eating around four it was back to fun and games, waiting for the sun to go down and the fireworks show begin
With the cold beer, wine, and daquiris flowing freely, most of the adults were having a few drinks, a few of them were tipsy, Donna being one them, drinking her strawberry daquiries for most of the afternoon and evening.
Bill had to work that day finally getting to the house around six thirty. Bill had made it home, shed his uniform and showed up freshly showered in shorts and a t-shirt, cold beer in hand, he hugged and kissed Donna, hugged me and asked if we'd saved him a plate, that he was starving. Donna told him the food was already put away and he knew where it was, to go eat that she would be on the dock when he finished, turned and walked away, stopping on the deck for another drink before heading down to the lake where everyone was gathered.
Bill finished eating, grabbed another beer and we headed down to the lake, side by side, when Bill asked if I wanted to sneak off and go skinny dipping at the boat ramp, laughing as we continued walking, I laughed with him telling him he was so bad, but I might take him up on it when the sun went down.
Donna found a chair near the water and sat down talking with some of our neighbors and getting drunker. My husband had his camera setup on a tripod away from the crowd, taking pictures of our guests, the boats on the lake, and when the fireworks started he was catching it all on film.