We both wanted to do it really. I know my husband would have done it if he could have figured out how to get the details worked out. I also kind of wanted to do it, but I never let on. I was scared that if I did my husband would actually figure out all the details, and then I would have to follow through.
What am I talking about? What did I want to do and what did I also fear doing? Well, same room sex. You may think I'm a bad person, but the idea of fucking my husband while the sights and sounds of another couple's fucking filled our room is really exciting to me. The idea that another man and another woman would feast their eyes and ears on our sex was just as exciting. I am a curious woman. I want to see other naked bodies in their sexual state: hard nipples, a hard cock, a tight butt, a wet engorged pussy, the nearness of orgasm. I am a woman, and I am by no means gay, but I also want to see another woman's hot sexy body engaged in sex. I also want to show off my body for another couple: to see how another man responds to my young looking tits, or my full nudity. I want another woman to see my husband's penis in all of its great American glory. I want to show off the profuse amount of cum that I produce when I am really getting fucked hard. I really would like to, but then there is my job, my husband's job, our kids, and any number of things that could get found out, or leaked out. Its too risky and too dangerous. Sexually, I want it bad. I want to be bad. I don't even want the adultery or the swap or the swing. I just want to be bad in room where this other couple is watching, and where I can watch them too. I want this for my husband even more so. He is a very sexy man. He is a very nice man too. He probably has a lot of sexual desires that he keeps bottled up and buried away. I would like to give this to him, and to feel his sexy hard fleshy manhood at its peak as he would be more excited and nervous than when we first did it almost 20 years ago. But alas, it can not be. Too many potential dangers. Too much to lose. So, the idea, although it has been discussed as only fantasy, is always dismissed by me in fear.
But my husband came home the other day with a key that has now unlocked part of this fantasy into a world of reality. He did not know it, and I didn't either at first, but I have figured out just how we might at least in some vicarious way participate in such a sexual romp. It will not exactly be in the same room. We will not exactly be able to smell the smells of a couple's enthralled heat. But it would be safe and the next best thing to being there. My husband bought our family a new miniature digital video recorder. His interest is mainly his love of gadgets. His excuse was the need to capture images of our kids and family. But I got an idea that was far more sensual and lurid.