Faith spent the entire weekend with Hank and practically three or four nights' week the next three months. Mark noticed changes taking place in their marriage and recently noticed Faith no longer wore her wedding rings. Mark commented on it one evening and gave him the excuse about meeting business people with Hank.
Mark had been dating Rita so it wasn't like he was sitting at home playing the neglected husband role. He'd been busy working with clients and seeing Rita whenever they could get together. Mark even got an opportunity to meet Rita's husband.
Rita arranged a double date with her husband. Surprisingly, Dan was much older and tall and skinny. Mark was taken by Shelly, Dan's twenty-eight-year-old girlfriend. She was tall, about five-ten with legs that seemed to stretch out a mile in length. She was thin and flat chested but her beautiful smile and charming personality certainly composited for those attributes she was lacking. Unlike Rita having large boobs and red hair, Shelly had dark eyes and long black hair. Dan charted a private plane and flew them to Miami for the weekend. The internet site that Mark met Rita through was holding a huge party for swingers and the two couples booked a double room for three nights.
They checked into their suite that afternoon. Mark found it awkward to be sharing a room with his girlfriends husband. Rita joked about it and tried to reassure Mark.
"Sweetie! It'll be fun! I think my husband was born a natural voyeur anyway. I think it'll be rather entertaining sharing our room with them."
Mark just smiled back at Rita as he unpacked his things. Mark glanced at Rita's finger. He knew she hadn't wore her wedding rings since they met. He was curious.
"Rita? You've never worn your wedding rings since I've known you. I was sort of wondering if there was a reason? Don't you love him enough to wear them?"
Rita laughed at his question as she leaned on his shoulder. "Mark. You picked a crazy time to ask me a question like that one!"
"Seriously, Rita! Is there a particular reason?"
Rita sighed. "Well. It's nothing to do with not loving my husband or out of disrespect. I think it would be disrespectful to him if I did wear it when I'm out with another man."
Mark starred into space. "Mark. Why did you ask?"
"Oh. I noticed lately that Faith wasn't wearing her rings and just wanted to know if it meant anything."
Rita squeezed his arm. "I see Dan's face every time I stare at them and it's a constant reminder that I'm still a married woman." Rita hesitated as she held his hand. "It gives me a sense of freedom when I don't wear them."
Rita noticed Mark seemed upset. "Mark. It's part of the territory if your going to participate in an open marriage. When was the last time you sat down with Faith and just held her and told her how much you still love her?"
Mark starred at Rita trying to give her a date or a time but couldn't answer the question. "That's what I thought. Mark! You need to take time once in a while to let her know how you feel!"
"I guess you're right!"
Mark was still starring into space as Rita rubbed his back. "There isn't anything you can do about it this weekend. Just make a point to try when you get back home."
Rita was freshening up when Mark confronted her with another question. "Rita? When did you and Dan make love together last?"
Rita turned to stare at him surprisingly and laughed. "Mark? You never quite, do you?" Rita went back using the makeup pad on her cheeks when she blurted out. "Last week!"
Rita finished and walked out into the room putting things in her purse and casually asked. "Why? How long has it been for you and Faith?"
"Three months, two weeks and four days!"
Rita was surprised and laughed but replied. "Mark! I think you better do what I said after this weekend!"
They spent the afternoon walking along the shops in South Beach then returned to their room where they met Dan and Shelly for dinner.
They ordered dinner and Dan broke the ice. "Mark. Rita mentioned that your wife is seeing a black guy?"
"Ah. Yes. He owns a development firm out of New York and spends most of his time here in Florida now. He flies his own plane."
"How long has she been going out with this guy, Mark?"
"It's been five months now."
Dan had a sense of humor. "Mark. You know what they say! Once you go black! You never turn back!"
Everyone laughed. Dinner was served and they sat around drinking cocktails. They were going to stay until the dancing began. Rita excused herself to use the potty. She was in the large powder room where several women were mingling and laughing and saw Mark's wife, Faith applying lipstick.
Faith was wearing a tight white dress that barely covered her ass. Rita walked closer and saw Faith's tits spilling out of the top of the dress as she leaned over the counter and starred into the mirror.
"Faith?"
Faith turned and smiled. "Oh. Hi Rita! How are you?"
They hugged. "I didn't expect to see you here, Faith. What's the occasion?"
Faith laughed. "Hank had to come here on business this weekend and we heard about the big group of people here from the internet site. What about you?" "Well. I'm here with your husband." They both laughed. "We're sort of double dating with my husband and his date this weekend."
"Oh. Well. Tell Mark I said hello when you see him!"
"We're right over on the left of the dance floor if you'd like to stop by, Faith."
"OK. Hank and I are here with another couple. Our table is in the far corner on the right."
"Oh? I'll let Mark know you're here and tell him you said hello."
Rita returned to their table and sat down. Everyone was still laughing about a joke Dan just told as Rita sipped her drink and said. "Mark? You'll never guess who's here?"
Mark looked with wonder in his eyes as Rita pointed across the dance floor. "It's your wife!"
Mark was as surprised as everyone as they all starred across the club and saw two interracial couples sitting at a table.
Dan stretched his neck. "Uh. Mark? Which one of those hot looking blondes is your wife?"
