It all started innocently enough, it was near the end of summer and we were having a block party in anticipation of the arrival of cold weather.
Near the end of the evening after several drinks it was down to the hardcore partiers, my wife Cyndi and another couple that lived 4 houses down from us.
As usual when you have two drunken guys, the conversation turned to sex. Fortunately my wife and I have an open marriage and she was not bothered by this turn of events in the least. We soon found that Ron and his wife Karen were experimenting with extra-marital adventures themselves. We sat around the fire for about another hour and exchanged experiences and philosophies about the lifestyle and found that we had pretty much the same take on things. While we were not overly active in the lifestyle my wife was always open to the idea of sex with new partners.
I guess at this point I should clarify that Ron and I had the same fantasy about our wives having sex with other men (or women) and coming home full of cum and relating the experience while they screwed our brains out.
We parted company after a while and decided that we should become better acquainted. When Cyndi and I got home we had really great sex and afterward talked for a long time how natural it was to be so open to new experiences and how humans were one of the few monogamous species on the planet.
At the time, she was having a fling with a guy that worked in her building that was about 10 years younger than her and very nicely hung. He always sent her home well fucked and horny.
The following day I ran into Ron at the mailbox and we were discussing the events of the previous evening and I mentioned that my wife was off fucking her well hung friend as we were talking.
He was immediately turned on and said that he "really had the hots for Cyndi," and wondered if that was ok with me.
I told him that "she had free reign to have sex with whomever she was inclined to, so if they clicked I had no problem at all with it, but I would hear all the details afterward."
Ron was very happy to hear that and promised not to be pushy and that he would be a perfect gentleman and respect any boundaries. When my wife came home from playing with her young stud I told her about the conversation I had with Ron at the mailbox and she admitted she thought he was nice looking, had a good personality and she wouldn't rule him out as long as his wife was cool with everything.
His wife seemed to be the most reserved about the whole sex conversation the previous night, although she had been the only one in their marriage to have sex with another partner. As usual Cyndi and I were in bed having another round of great sex with her telling me how her lover had bent her over the pool table and fucked her hard from behind making her cum over and over again, her only complaint was that he never went down on her, and that is one of her favorite things.
In fact I'm the only one that had ever gotten her off that way, and she was afraid she had a mental block that would keep her from getting off with another guy.
I always assured her that it was because we had been together for so long and I had taken the time to learn the techniques that worked best to get her off, it was just that most guys tend to go down on a woman for a while and then move on to other things and think of it more as foreplay, and not an act to bring about an orgasm.
She never fully believed me but I kept reassuring her that if she found the right guy and was comfortable enough to give a few subtle directions she would have an electrifying orgasm just because it would be from a new guy.
Over the next few weeks we got together with Ron and Karen a few times and talked about open relationships and swinging, Karen was always the one that contributed the least to the conversation.
One day while talking with Ron, he mentioned that he and his wife were having some problems, and he didn't think they were going to be together much longer.
I was somewhat surprised but not totally, since she had somewhat of a self-esteem thing going on along with a few other issues. I later told my wife about their situation and to my surprise, she had already sensed that things weren't all that great between them.
As time passed I started hanging around with Ron more and more and he told me several things about how things weren't working out, and that he had no clue how to fix things between himself and his wife.
I was sitting around the house one day and Ron called and asked if I wanted to have a drink. I told him I'd be happy to and he said "come on down."
When I walked in the door I noticed things weren't quite the same in his house and he told me that Karen had left that morning.