Stacy and I have been married for almost three years, marrying right after we graduated high school. We had a good, solid marriage, not like some of our former classmates. Both of us had good jobs and no financial worries. One of the best attributes of our marriage was our open communications with one another. We never kept anything secret from each other. Of course, great sex topped our list of attributes to our marriage.
Stacy and I often talked about our sexual fantasies, especially after an evening of making love. Stacy was a lot more imaginative than me when it came to sexual fantasies. I had just a few; Stacy had to make a list out so she wouldn't forget any. I think she even added to it occasionally. She seemed to get some of her ideas from her friends at work during lunch breaks. I guess some women like to chat about sex as much as the guys.
Stacy and I were thinking about starting a family. We'd just purchased our new home. We wanted to make sure we were settled down. We knew our free time together would be limited once we started having children. I think we were both waiting to see if we had the nerve to try fulfilling our sexual fantasies.
Stacy's birthday was coming up in another two weeks and I wanted to give her something memorable for her twenty-first birthday. Stacy's never been one to go in for expensive gifts, preferring something thoughtful and personal. I'd been racking my brain trying to decide what to do for her birthday. Of course, dinner and an evening out would be first. Stacy loved Italian food so I'd make a reservation at Antonio's.
Stacy's 5'7", 122 pounds with shoulder length brown hair. She's gorgeous to say the least with a great smile. Stacy's always been able to attract attention whenever she dresses a little extra sexy. Stacy's got the best-shaped legs and cutest butt I've ever seen. I considered myself very lucky to be married to her.
One evening, I decided to go shopping over the Internet for something inexpensive to get Stacy for her upcoming birthday. I got quite a few ideas, especially a necklace and earrings I'd spotted on one of the jewelry websites. It wasn't too expensive and it was available immediately. I wanted to think about it a little more before making the purchase though.
I surfed around the Internet, clicking on a "swinger's" website. We'd fantasized about what it would be like but never took it all that seriously. I was clicking on some of the various ads, especially those with pictures. I noticed one ad listed from someone not far from us. It was a single guy and not a couple but I clicked on it anyway. I read the ad, checking out the picture. I didn't recognize the guy in the picture but his ad was well worded. He preferred to swing with married women rather than single women. He also considered couples. He described himself, especially noting his thick 10" cock. I had to snicker, remembering Stacy had said she'd like to have sex with a guy who was "well hung". I'm about average in size but nowhere near 10". I heard Stacy approaching from behind me so I clicked on something else before she saw what I was looking at.
Stacy went to bed early that evening. She was still fighting the after-effects of the flu. I stayed up and went back to the swinger's website to find the guy's ad again. I read it over a few times and decided to write a note to the email address listed with the ad. I probably rewrote it several times to get the wording the way I wanted it. I explained about my wife's favorite fantasy of having sex with a well-endowed guy. I also made it clear that I would have to be present but just to watch, not as a participant. I mentioned that he might have to seduce Stacy since I wanted this to be a surprise twenty-first birthday present. I sent the email, not really expecting to get a reply. I was even a little skeptical the ad was real.
The next evening I got on the Internet and proceeded with my usual browsing. I checked on both my email addresses for anything interesting. I quickly noticed a response to the email I'd sent in reply to the swinger's ad the previous evening. I looked around to see where Stacy was at before opening it. She was downstairs doing laundry so I opened the email and scanned over it. The guy had written a very nice response to my initial email. His real name was Kenny. He wrote about what he liked and didn't like, even mentioning a couple of his own fantasies. From his email, he seemed very personable. He asked a few questions about Stacy and about me. He asked if I had a picture of Stacy so he could see what she looked like. The only pictures I had on the computer were a few vacation pictures taken last summer.
I signed out of the email website and scanned the various pictures for one or two of Stacy that I could attach to an email. I searched through the pictures finding one of Stacy in a bikini and one in a short dress. I was hesitant to attach them to an email, still a little skeptical if Kenny was for real. I thought about it for several minutes and decided to give it a shot. The pictures weren't all that revealing. I sent the email with the two photos attached and hoped Kenny wasn't just some jerk photo collector that I'd never hear back from.
Just before bed, I checked the email website and there was the response I'd been secretly hoping for. There were attachments to the email so my virus software scanned them before opening the reply. Kenny had sent back three pictures of himself with his response, all nudes. He wasn't kidding about his 10" cock. He was also a very handsome guy with an athletic build. I could almost picture him and Stacy together. Ken made several compliments about Stacy's pictures. Kenny stated he loved to seduce married women but he also knew when "no" meant just that. He wouldn't push it any farther than Stacy or I wanted him to if we decided to get together. The ball was in my court, I had to make a decision as to whether I was going to try and set up something or not. I couldn't make the decision without first thinking things through. I responded to the email letting Kenny know I'd received it. I didn't make a "yes or no" comment.
I thought about Ken's email all the next day at work. I wanted to watch Stacy having sex with him but I was also afraid I might be pushing her too far. I didn't want to take a chance with our marriage. I kept remembering Kenny's comment about accepting a "no" without getting upset. I decided to email him back that evening and see what we could set up. I was going to take the gamble. I wrote Kenny an email that evening, letting him know what I'd like to set up and on what day. We just needed to get our arrangements all set in place.
Ken replied within an hour and said the date and time was good for him. He also had a couple of good suggestions as to how we'd work Stacy's seduction. We wrote back and forth till we had our plans all worked out. I was getting more excited as we emailed back and forth. I could sense Kenny was getting equally excited from the tone of his emails.
Saturday evening, Stacy and I were all set for our dinner at Antonio's. Stacy was finished getting dressed. She decided to wear her favorite white dress, which she knew I especially liked. It wasn't too short, the hem just above the knees an inch or two. She wore white high-heels and thigh-high nylons. She looked good enough to eat. I presented her with the necklace and earrings I'd purchased over the Internet so she'd think that was her birthday present along with dinner.
We had a great dinner, lots of pasta and red wine. Stacy wasn't much of a drinker so the wine was having a relaxing effect on her. That was part of our plan. I didn't want Stacy drunk, just well relaxed. After dinner I suggested a drive through the country. I had the directions to Kenny's home in the country memorized so I could pretend it was a casual drive. So far the plan was working. I glanced over at Stacy sitting in the near darkness of the car.
I decided it might be best to let her know where we were actually going and why. Stacy wasn't too thrilled with what I'd planned. She said we should have picked someone together rather than just me do the choosing. I started to turn the car around and head back home, giving up on my plan.
"No, No. Let's go meet this guy." Stacy said in a tone of annoyance. "I'm not guaranteeing anything though."
We drove the rest of the way in silence. We finally reached Kenny's house and I pulled into the driveway. The house sat a good distance from the road. Stacy got out of the car and I put my arm around her waist guiding her towards the front door of the house. I rang the doorbell and quickly heard footsteps approaching from the other side. Kenny opened the door. He was neatly dressed and well groomed. He looked exactly like his pictures. Kenny greeted us, shaking our hands. I introduced Stacy to him. Kenny got a big smile on his face the instant he saw her.
