There is no proper place to put this story. It's more of a description of what actually happened, not a piece of fiction. If I put it in "Loving Wives," I'm sure to be bombarded with insults and complaints. It doesn't belong in the gay section either. I don't even think I'm bisexual. I've decided to place it in the "Fetish" section. I'm sorry if you don't agree. Feel free to give me your views after you've read about what happened.
My wife Linda and I have been swingers for many years. We have met many wonderful couples and single men at parties and have had many sexy experiences. In recent years we have contacted and gotten together with single men. Most times, the three of us play together but occasionally, Linda will meet them alone for some private fun. I love to hear about the adventures later. Some people would say I'm a cuckold or a wittol. Labels don't matter. I like what I like, whatever someone else might call it.
My wife, Linda, is a beautiful woman. She amazes me every day. Though she is in her 60s, she remains in shape. She says she needs to lose a little weight and thinks her breasts are too big, but I strongly disagree. She has dark red hair and an adorable face. All of that on her 5-foot 2 inch frame makes her very popular at the parties we go to.
About a week ago, I got a text message from a younger guy named Jeff. He wanted to know if we'd like to get together. We knew Jeff from parties. He and Linda had hooked up before. As a matter of fact, I know that she considers him among her favorite fuck buddies. He was not able to host this time, and since our son lives close to us, neither were we. Linda booked a local motel room and we set up the date.
I enjoy the preparation that Linda goes through before a date. She paints her toenails, shaves her pussy, picks out what she will wear, applies makeup and does her hair. It excites me when I think of the trouble she goes through to be more attractive to another guy. I was a little surprised when she chose an outfit that wasn't particularly sexy, just wore a sweater and jeans. I think she still looked hot.
We drove to the motel and checked in. I got a text from Jeff saying that he would be there in about 10 minutes. While we waited, we had drinks and Linda went into the bathroom. When she came out, I realized why she didn't get all dressed up. She came out of the bathroom with only a very sheer silky robe and nothing else. My cock began to get hard already.