This is a true story.
It really begins back in my early professional days. My wife Joanie and I had met doing a summer stock production of Jesus Christ Super-star in the small town of Salem, New Hampshire. This must have been around 1980. My wife Joanie and I were staying in the home of the producers of the play. They lived on a large lake near Salem, and we were house sitting for them over a week when they were out of town. A couple we were close to came to visit for the week and we partied hard. I had known Thad since high school and his girlfriend Cheryl was new to our circle. She was an attractive 5'5", slender, with small but sexy breasts, a nice, tight ass and long brown hair and brown eyes. Thad was around 5'11" tall, a little heavy but fit. Joanie, my wife, was around 5'2", 38"breasts, wide hips and short natural blonde hair and green eyes. She would be called Rubenesque in earlier times. We smoked and drank and partied all week and on a certain night I had too much and passed out.
When I woke up the next morning, everything seemed normal, but I could detect a slight nervousness in my three compadres. I asked if I had done something rude or stupid the night before and they just laughed and said, "No."
I thought nothing about it, and we continued our party like before. They left Sunday afternoon, headed back to Boston, and life continued.
I might tell you now that Joanie and I had been exploring an alternative sexual lifestyle since just after we met in school. We had threesomes, foursomes and swapped partners with one couple several times over the years whenever we got together and everyone was cool.
Joanie and I left for our place when our producer friends returned, and all seemed well. Several days after we returned from the lake, we were having a fun, relaxed night of sex when Joanie said,
"I need to tell you something and I hope you are not going to me upset." Uh-oh...
"What do you need to tell me?"
She looked at me with a grimace and discomfort on her face and said, "The night you passed out at the lake, Thad, Cheryl and I had sex. We were all high too, and it just happened." I was disappointed, not in Joanie or my friends, but because I had missed out on fucking Cheryl. I found her very sexy and would have love to have made love to her. I wasn't angry at all. In fact, like many of the men involved in swinging, we love to watch our women experience multiple partners, especially if those partners can give pleasure to our women. For me there is nothing more erotic than seeing my women getting and giving pleasure.
I asked if she enjoyed it and she said it was not explosive sex but very slow and pleasurable. She also said she and Cheryl kissed and fondled each other but never went down on each other. She said Thad was a gentle and considerate lover and she would like to do it with them again. She and Cheryl went down on Thad, sharing his cock back and forth. My cock was extremely hard hearing this. She told me that the only downside to the lovemaking was that Thad was not especially well endowed. At maybe 6" at most. She was probably a little spoiled as have a thick, 8" cock and she had few lovers before we met. She also said Cheryl had never done anything like that, but she was cool with it. She just felt a little left out. She sat by them as Thad had his back against the headboard and Joanie rode him to orgasm. Other than some post-coital cuddling, that was it. I was cool with the whole thing and hoped in the near future we could consummate our foursome. We discussed the situation and I told her that it was my own fault for imbibing too much. I also told her to wake me if that situation ever happened again. I guaranteed her that I would rally to Cheryl's aid.
