I ran into Deb and Stan by chance on a business network site. I had worked with Deb at a company years ago. I left the company while she had stayed. We stayed in touch for a while and right after she met and married Stan we drifted apart.
Actually Stan reached out to me through the biz site asking me if I still did some work that he was in need of. We met and began a small business relationship. Eventually, the four of us went out to dinner.
My wife, Lauren, is a petite brunette, who although is in her early 50's looks like she's in her early 30's. Lauren's a small beauty with a great pair of perky tits and is simply cute as can be.
Deb had put on a little weight but the outstanding thing about Deb was and will always be her luscious big tits. She's about 5'4" long blonde hair, big brown eyes, lips to match and always joking. How did I know about her tits -- I'm glad you asked. Deb and I had at one time had a three-year affair. We met at work had it off and I was in the throws of a marriage at the time that was on the skids. However, Deb realized I wasn't going to leave my previous wife as I had two smell kids and didn't want to lose them. It ended on amicable terms. We had continued seeing each other for a while after she had met and started dating Stan. Like I said I left my job at the time and our relationship ended. A few years later my marriage ended. And a few years after that I met my current wife, Lauren.
Dinner went great. We caught up on all the family and kids things and talked about Stan and my upcoming business venture. When we said good night Deb planted a kiss on my lips rather then on my cheek. Stan and Lauren didn't notice as they hugged so long.
About three days later I received an email from Deb giving me her cell number and asking me to call her. At first I thought she wanted to discuss the potential of the business, because at dinner I got the feeling she was concerned about the business as Stan had hit a long bad stretch in business. But, after a few hours my daydreaming kicked in and I thought what a great time we had years ago. Deb was a fantastic fuck. She was undoubtedly the best blowjob I had ever had. She really got into oral sex and she always begged me to cum in her mouth. She really got off on it -- so of course I obliged.
I called Deb the next day. "Hi it was great seeing you the other night," I said when she answered the phone.
"Yeah, she answered, It's been so long. I mean it's been too long."
"So what's up?" was all I could blurt out.
"Would I be out of line if I asked if you would meet me for coffee?"
"Is anything wrong?"
"No, oh no," Deb quickly said. "I'd just like to meet and well catch up and, well I do have a couple of business questions I'd like to ask."
"Deb, is everything alright?"
"Yeah, yeah, well I...uh..Listen Dan can I be honest?"
"Best policy," I shot back.
"Well seeing you again, it was real nice. It just all came back and I can't get what happened out of my mind. Listen, maybe this was wrong on my part. Forget I called. I'm really sorry I didn't mean to put you in an uncomfortable...."
"Deb, Deb, slow down. It was great seeing you again. I mean really it was. I don't mind meeting you for coffee. I OK with that."
"Really?"
"Yes"
"You don't mind?"
"Just name the time and place."
Deb suggested we meet the next day for lunch at a place that was so far off the beaten path I'd need Lewis & Clark to find it, but find it I will.
Deb looked great. She had been waiting and jumped up and hugged me when I walked up to the table.
"I'm glad you decided to meet me. I know it made you feel uncomfortable, but I'm still glad you met me."
"It's just that it took me by surprise. It wasn't that I didn't want to meet with you -- I was just surprised."
"I have to be honest and up front Danny, after seeing you for the first time in more than 20 years brought back so many great memories."
"I admit I did some reflecting myself."
"If I had known you would eventually get a divorce you'd be mine."
"Is everything ok between you and Stan?"
"Yeah, oh yeah. But to be honest Stan and I have an open marriage."
"Define open," I asked.
"About 5 years ago I caught Stan having an affair. I was pretty upset, but when he explained it was just sex I rethought my position. I asked him if he would've been upset if I had fooled around. He said that he would, but if I had asked him first he would've let me."
"This is really surprising," I said.
"Wait it gets better. Stan suggested we start swinging. For a moment I didn't know how I'd handle watching another woman with Stan -- then I thought the doors it would open for me and I told him, let's do it."
"Really, swinging. Deb I would never have thought that you would ever share."
"Our sex life had gotten stale -- I admit that. So what would've been the alternatives? I mean we still loved each other, but the sex was too mechanical. So why not. I mean if we're both swinging what's the big deal?"
I didn't know where Deb was going with this. She had essentially blurted out Stan and her sex life in detail. But now I wondered why she was telling me.
"So that doesn't answer why you wanted to meet with me...or does it?"
"It does. I want to be intimate again with you."
"I'm flattered, but I don't want to risk my marriage Deb."
"First answer me," Deb asked, would you like to fuck me again?"
"Absolutely," I blurted turning a bright crimson.
"Well that's a relief. I guess the only question now is how. I don't want to have an affair. It's not right for either of us. And as far as I'm concerned -- I don't have to. Stan doesn't mind sharing as long as he gets his slice of action."
"Deb, Lauren's not even going to remotely consider swinging."
"Why don't the two of you plan on coming to a cookout at our house in a couple of weeks and see what happens."
"Cookout?"
"It's actually a swingers party. Just come and let things happen. Trust me she'll get into it."
"Really? I know Lauren and she won't have anything to do with it."
"Trust me on this."
A couple of weeks later Lauren and I were getting ready to go to Deb and Stan's for the cookout. She was completely oblivious to what was going to happen. As for me I felt like a kid going on my first date. I had no idea what to expect, but was anticipating one helluva night. It was either going to be one great time, or something I would never live down. I knew one thing -- I had to play innocent. Yet deep down I had my own doubts as to how I would feel sharing my wife with someone else. Part of me already felt jealous just thinking of some stranger being intimate with Lauren.
I really didn't know how I'd react to watching Lauren fucking another man, if she'd even consider no less. One thing I did know was that I couldn't wait for the opportunity to feel Deb's lips around my cock.
Lauren looked fantastic in tight jean shorts and a white blouse. I tried to act as casual as I could, but I was beginning to think my anticipation was a little too obvious.
We arrived at Stan and Deb's. Lauren grabbed the salad she had prepared and I grabbed the bottles of wine out of the car. We walked up to the front door.
"Wow seems like there's a lot of people here," Lauren said as I knocked on the door.
Deb answered the door wearing a tight tee shirt and very short shorts. She looked fabulous.
"Hi and welcome. Come right in," Deb said over her shoulder as she led us to the kitchen. "Here give me the salad -- put the wine over there with all of the other liquor."
Deb led us through the house, people smiled at us, but Deb didn't bother to introduce us to anyone.
"Let me show you the house and then you can get some food, drink and mingle."
The house was huge and Deb showed us all the rooms. There must've been at least eight bedrooms between the basement and second floor.
When she was done she left us alone and Lauren turned quickly to me. "Why did she show us the bedrooms? And why are some of the women practically naked in their skimpy bikinis? What's going on Dan?"
I grabbed Lauren by her shoulders and said, "Listen honey I believe this is a swingers party."
"What the..." Lauren said almost loud enough for everyone in the living rom to hear.
"You know, swingers...wife swapping."
What are we doing here? Does Deb think that you and me are swingers?"
"Well not exactly. She invited us to share with us their lifestyle. If it's something that we're not up to then we can leave."
"Dan..what, I don't understand. I mean, you knew? Is this something you'd like to do?"