I was laid off from my job a couple of years ago. My husband, John, has a good job so he suggested that I take some time off and enjoy the summer. I really enjoyed having all of this time to myself. I found that I had plenty of time to take care of the house also had more than enough time to do what ever I pleased. One day I was surfing the internet and I came across an adult dating site. I was surprised to find that most of the postings were from married couples trying to spice up their sex lives. There was also a magazine section that had stories that were written by subscribers. The stories were graded by the readers. I quickly found that the higher rated ones were fairly well written and all of them were about different sexual escapades. These stories really turned me on and I started spending a good part of my day reading and fantasizing about taking part in some of these escapades. Many of the stories were about average couples just like us. It seems the more I read, the stronger my fantasies became. I was horny all of the time. When we made love I would find my mind drifting as I fantasized about one scenario or another. On night I surprised John with a porn video. It was an orgy video about a group of married couples who would get together. The movie made us both hot. Afterwards he asked me if I wanted to try something like that. I just laughed and said "Of course not" but I don't think he believed me.
One day, when I was really horny, I decided to put a profile up on the site. I posted us as a couple but I explained in my profile that I was just a curious housewife trying to find out more about this lifestyle. I did not have any pictures but that did not seem to matter. In no time the emails started pouring in. Many of the emails were crude but one was exceptionally well written it was from a guy named Dave. Dave explained that he was experienced in the lifestyle and he would be more than happy to answer any questions that I may have. From his profile I knew that Dave was a single black man about my age. Even though I knew we shouldn't, we started writing back and forth. His emails were always well written and explicit. I would ask a question and he would answer with a story about an experience he had. His stories always made me horny. I would answer with fantasies of my own after a few emails he even had me describe my pussy to him. I knew I was crossing the line but I did not want to stop. We moved quickly from emails to instant messenger. We were getting very explicit and I would bring myself off as we wrote back and forth. I even described to him what I was doing as I played with myself.
One day, he sent me a picture of him with a beautiful white woman. She was on her back with her legs in the air and Dave was rubbing the tip of his cock up and down the length of her shaved slit. His cock had to be about 10 inches long and extremely thick. He told me that the picture was taken by her husband the night before. I must admit that this picture really turned me on and I told him that it was hot. I told him that I wished that I had some pictures to share with him. He told me he'd be happy to take some of me so that I could post them. Now my pussy was in control. I knew that I shouldn't, but instead of saying no, I sent him my phone number. I swear my phone rang as soon as I hit the send button. I was wishing that I had not done it but I nervously picked up the phone. We spent the rest of that afternoon having phone sex. Before it was over I had agreed to meet him for coffee the next day.
When John came home that I night I practically attacked him. I know that he was not sure what was going on but he liked the attention and told me that he loved coming home to a horny wife. We watched another movie and fucked two more times. He asked me again if I wanted to try swinging. I just laughed it off and asked "Are you sure you want a slut wife?" "As a matter of fact I think it would be sexy" he answered. "Be careful what you wish for" I replied. I wanted to tell him about my sessions with Dave but I just couldn't. Feeling very guilty about my plans I resolved to cancel my meeting first thing in the morning.
As soon as John left for work I was on the computer. I tried to write to Dave but there was no reply. I decided that I would meet him for coffee only and I wouldn't let it go any further than that and as a matter of fact I would end it. But...As I took my shower my mind started racing again and I began to play with myself. Feeling very horny I took my razor and shaved my pussy clean like the girl in the picture. Imagining John's big cock parting my pussy lips masturbated just short of orgasm. Dressed casually in jeans and a t shirt with no bra, I headed out the door to meet him. I already knew where this was going to lead and decided to let things happen.