Amanda's Boobs

Being married for over 40 years results in numerous changes in thoughts, plans, and maybe even dreams. It also results in changes in your sex life. Not only do your sexual interests change but the more obvious acceptable sexual interests in society change as well. I'm not sure that what couples do in private really change but what they are willing to discuss with others does change.

When we were first married the idea of "wife swapping" was a new and exciting topic, not that it hadn't gone on in the past but now it became part of the public discussion. The term "Wife swapping" son became unacceptable because it implied that the wife was property that could be traded around at will. The term "Swinging" became the acceptable term followed by "Lifestyle".

The other change that occurred during this time is the Internet. The Internet probably has had a greater impact on people sex lives than it has on any other facet of life. Porn is responsible for a huge portion of the traffic on the Internet.

The Internet and the ability to share stories (fact and fiction) has probably had the biggest influence on Amanda's and my sex life. Things like swinging, voyeurs, exhibitionists, etc. were concepts that neither one of us even knew existed and we didn't find out until we had been married for at least 25 years.

Years ago I came across a series of stories by "The Warthog". I can't recall the name of the site where I found them (after several years the site transferred it's content to Literotica) and I was hooked. A whole new world opened up to me and eventually Amanda as well.

This is where I discovered that the idea of Amanda having sex with another man turned me on. It didn't matter if I was watching or if I heard about it after the fact I knew this was the direction I wanted to go.

My initial way of addressing this was to convince Amanda that she could be the target of men's sexual interest.

Amanda grew up in a conservative catholic household. Sex was not discussed and there was an implication that it was not something to be explored. As a teenager Amanda was well developed. She probably had the biggest boobs in the school, including the teachers. I must admit that before I even met her I knew who she was based on the comments of the guys around me. She felt her big boobs were a curse, she hated them.

She dated a few different guys in high school but we finally ended up together. After going oh a few times we were parked in my car on some remote dirt road outside of town making out. I had my arm around her and I thought my hand was on her elbow (well it was pointed) but it was her boob. As squeezed I quickly realized it wasn't her elbow. We both seemed to enjoy it (I know I enjoyed it and she didn't complain).

Over the years I would wonder if any of her other high school dates ever got a handful or two. I never really asked her, I think I wanted to maintain the fantasy that other guys enjoyed her boobs like I did.

As part of a sexual change for us, I had to find a way to convince her that her boobs were good. I had progressed in my career to a point were I needed to travel frequently. Often I find myself in large crowds and on occasion in the crush to exit a door or cross the street a woman would push past me with her boobs pushing or rubbing across my arm. I decided this would be how things could start with Amanda.

We were in a gift shop somewhere (can't remember where) and Amanda reached across a counter to pick up something she wanted to see. A gentleman to her left reached at the same time. Her left boob pressed firmly against this arm. I'm not sure Amanda even noticed but I did, and from the look on his face he definitely noticed. I was hooked. I ran this image through my mind numerous times. When I traveled with Amanda I would try to steer us into crowds where she would be forced to rub her boobs on some guy as we passed.

Even with her large boobs, I had limited success. I finely decided to discuss it with her. I told her that it was a turn on for me and that with big boobs it would be easy enough to accomplish. It took a lot of convincing and I think some wine. Finally I was scheduled to work in New York City for a couple of weeks and Amanda was coming with me and was ready to give it a try.

We planned to spend the weekend before I had to work and the weekend after. With the crowds in Times Square and the subways we had a perfect situation. We had a few close calls and a couple of light brushes but it turns out even in a crowd people really protect their personal space! Finally we were heading into a Broadway show (Mama Mia if I remember correctly) and as the crowd pressed in through the door Amanda pushed in next to this gentleman. It wasn't a light brush, it was full on two boobs mashed onto and around his arm. He looked down then looked at Amanda. She gave him a smile, he smiled back as they worked their way through the door. As we entered the lobby the gentleman's wife grabbed him and pulled him away. Amanda and I laughed about it then went into the show. We had several more trips to New York but never experienced another event like that play.

I've tried a few times to get her to flash truck drives on our frequent road trips but I think she's past that point in her life.

Future adventures with Amanda's boobs are spelled out in "A goes to the Ranch" where her boobs were very much appreciated.