My name is Diane and I'm now a slut wife. My path to sluthood started almost 5 years ago. My husband (Pete) and I had just moved and we were living in a hotel for about 6 weeks until we bought our new home. Now Pete has always been, well, perhaps somewhat over sexed. After dinner in our room (it was a kitchenette suite) we settled down to watch some TV, and of course Pete started to get frisky. He was kissing me and rubbing his hands up my thighs, over my tummy, and reached my small breasts.
You see, I am (now) a mid forties woman, quite petite at 5' 3", about 34 25 34 and 115 lbs, with short brunette hair, and everyone seems to think I'm cute and don't look anywhere near my age (which suits me fine). Well, Pete knows how to get me hot, so before I knew it, he had my jeans off, my blouse open, and was fucking me soundly at the edge of the couch. Since I never wear a bra, he had full access to my breasts while he stroked me with his cock. As we both got closer to cumming, he suddenly started telling me how he'd love to see me fuck another man! I was absolutely stunned! I had absolutely no idea he'd ever thought of that, and I started to cry. Pete was shocked and tried to console me. Well, that was the end of that! We didn't talk about it again until about a month after we had moved into our new home.
Then Pete once again brought up the idea, this time while we still had our clothes on. He told me he was serious, and that he couldn't understand my reaction, after all, he wasn't trying to find some sweet young thing to stick his dick into, he wanted to see me enjoying other men! We talked about it at length for a couple of weeks, and Pete showed considerable constraint. Finally, he talked me into going to a swing club, and promised that I was in control, and we would just be together in an erotic situation. Since he assured me I didn't have to go any further than that, I agreed. We picked a club in a city nearby, and drove there one Saturday evening. I was wearing a short skirt, white blouse with no bra (of course), nylons and garters with thong panties. Pete wore button up jeans with no underwear, and a tee shirt.
The swing club had the use of a bar and once we entered, we sat down at a table. We were quite early it seemed, since there was only one other couple there. People began to trickle in and Pete and I had a couple of drinks and waited to see what would happen. About 30 couples were there and the dancing started. So far, this seemed pretty much like any other club, except it was all couples. So Pete and I got up to dance, which almost made it all worth it in my mind because I could never get him to dance! Once we were on the floor, we started to notice some of the differences between this and other clubs.
The couples were getting pretty horny in their dances. I could see one woman looking into her mans eyes and swaying to the music while he lifted her short dress and started to kneed her ass. He lifted the dress up high enough that I could see her ass and that she wore no panties at all. Meanwhile, Pete had noticed two other couples dancing together and the women were kissing each other and their men were each behind them reaching around and squeezing their titties. It was having quite the effect on Pete, since I felt his dick stirring against my belly. I had to admit, I was quite enjoying myself as well.
We sat down, had another drink, and watched the activites on the dance floor. Things got quite a bit hotter, and Pete started rubbing my thigh up and down, reaching the delicate skin above the nylons. I spread my legs a bit to encourage him and he started to stroke my pussy lips through the thong. It felt great! By now there was a woman on the dance floor completely naked, and two guys were feeling her all over and kissing her very deeply. They pushed her against the wall and started sucking her breasts while one of them reached down and began to finger her obviously wet cunt. Elsewhere, another woman was laid on the bar, and another was between her legs licking hungrily. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! And it was making me very horny indeed. This was supposed to be an "off-premise" swing club, with no sex in the club. I guess they just meant no intercourse because people were definitely having sexual contact! The next thing I knew, Pete grabbed my hand and literally dragged me onto the dance floor. I could tell he wanted to be closer to the woman with her two studs, so he could watch.
Pete maneouvered me near the woman against the wall, and by now she had her lovers cocks out, one in each hand. She stroked them lustily while they fingered her pussy, sucked her tits, and slid their tongues into her mouth. Pete and I watched in awe, and Pete then bent over and slipped my panties off from under my skirt in one easy motion. I didn't mind at all and stepped out of them for him when he reached the floor. Pete held them to his face and breathed deeply, then slipped them into his pocket. As we danced, Pete now moved behind me and reached around to finger my now dripping cunt, all the while watching the slut against the wall and her two lovers.
