I had the shock of my life when my good friend and neighbor told me that she and her husband had contemplated "spicing up" their marriage. When I asked Dee what that meant, she told me that they wanted to expand their sexual horizons with another couple. Her husband Will had suggested Mark and me.
My name is Vicki, I'm twenty-five having been married to Mark for three years. Mark and I were high school sweethearts. We knew each other as friends all through high school but only started dating the end of our senior year. I thought we lost our virginity together, but Mark confessed later that he had a one-night stand on his eighteenth birthday with a woman three years older. That was before we started dating.
I guess you could say we learned sex together. We tried different positions, but after only three years of marriage, we had fallen into a rut. Sex was still usually twice a week but mostly Mark on top of me pumping me till he shot his load then rolling off me going to sleep. Oral had become a forgotten part of our sex time, only on special occasions.
I would admit to myself that our sex life had become boring, but I wasn't ready for my friend to give me such an invitation. "Seriously Viki, we've done the research and 'spicing up' your marriage like this can really help things in the bedroom. You told me yourself that night at the BBQ when that you were bored with sex."
"Dee, I was drunk."
"So was I, but it doesn't mean you weren't telling the truth. That was the night that got me thinking that sharing might be a good idea. Mine and Will's sex life is boring too. Together we can have some excitement."
I tried to politely tell Dee that I couldn't do something like that, but she continued to try to convince me. Getting frustrated with me, she threw out the option of just heavy flirting or swap dating. I had never heard of swap dating and she explained couples would go on a date but switch partners for the evening. She had read about it online as a way for a couple to "spice things up."
Much to Dee's disappointment, I told her no on that too, but I said I would discuss it with Mark. Dee said she wouldn't pressure me but hoped I would consider changing my mind. I also didn't tell her I had no intention of saying anything to my husband, we never talked about sex much less sex with other people.
Little did I know that Dee knew I wouldn't tell Mark about her proposal. She had her husband talk to him, in the hopes Mark would convince me. Mark is a good actor, I actually believed at first that he didn't know that Dee had already talked to me.
It was less than a week after Dee and I had our conversation that Mark brought it up at dinner. "Will called me today to invite us out this weekend with him and Dee. He said they have a crazy idea they want to try."
"What is that crazy idea?" I asked cynically.
"We go out but switch dates for the night. What do you think?"
"Why would I want to go on a date with Will? What is it you think you are going to do with Dee?" I asked with anger.
"Damnit forget I said anything. I just thought it might be fun to do something different. Sorry I even brought up trying to do something different." Will got up from the table quickly leaving the room.
Sitting there alone, I was feeling guilty about the way I treated Mark. My mind started rationalizing how I could do the "date" but nothing else. I cleaned up the dishes and went to bed.
Mark woke me sliding into bed cuddling up with me. "I'm sorry honey, I will tell Will we are not doing that."
"I wouldn't have to do anything I didn't want to, right?" I asked in a whisper.
"No, of course not."
"And if I say it ends, the night ends no questions asked."
"Again, of course."
"And you want to do this, and you want me to do this?" Mark was snuggling up to me from behind, his hard cock was pushing against my ass.
'Yeah, I thought it would be fun to try something different, spice things up."
I rolled over kissing my husband passionately. While we kissed, I reached down slipping my panties off. Mark took the hint pulling his boxes off before shoving his cock into my slit. We fucked hard till Mark came inside me. Like usual I went to the bathroom to wash out his cum before I would go to sleep.
When I got back in bed, I slid over to Mark whispering, "Call Will and tell him we'll do it." I rolled back over pretending to go to sleep. I couldn't sleep worrying about what I had just gotten myself into.
For the next couple of days, I went back and forth in my mind. I went from telling myself that I should call off the "date" and then going the other way that I should enjoy it. I finally decided that I had waited too long to cancel and had to go through with it. There was excitement but a lot of nervousness in my stomach.
Dee called me excited that I had decided to try date night. I knew she had talked to Mark when she parroted back to me my conditions. She told me she had a short skirt and a low-cut blouse picked out and wanted me to wear something sexy too. I wasn't surprised, Dee and I both have similar sized breasts 34 C. She likes to show hers off more than I do. I've always been a little self-conscious about guys looking at my tits.
I had picked out several skirts to wear but all were too short. I chose a below the knee-length skirt with a silky blouse. I normally have my hair up or in a ponytail but tonight I spent a lot of time curling it so it dropped down on my shoulders. Mark even commented how good I looked and how sexy my hair down was. I told him we could skip "the date" and go out with just us two. Mark said he didn't want to back out now. I wondered how far he planned to go with Dee.
We met up at their house with hugs at the door. Dee looked hot, her clothes were club ready. I was surprised to notice when we hugged that she wasn't wearing a bra. It really made me wonder what she had planned for the night. Will gave me a hug, whispering in my ear that I looked beautiful. I had to admit I liked the complements.
