It has been an interesting month. It all started when we came home from a party about a month ago.
Lana had admittedly had quite a good time and was excited about some of the people she had met there. I don't remember which one of us brought up the subject but it seemed to be on both of our minds.
From that time on every time we had sex, the subject arose again.
"I wonder if every married couple fantasize about other partners than their own spouse?" Lana posed. I was completely surprised at the question. Lana is a very prim and proper lady. When she asked the question I wondered aloud what brought it on.
She grinned at me. "I noticed that several of the couples at the party were joking and laughing at some of the attention that their spouses were directing at other than their own spouse."
I laughed. Lana had been the subject of several outright suggestions. She was, without a doubt, the sexiest looking woman at the party. At my insistence, she had worn clothing that exhibited her wonderful attributes. The low cut blouse exposed quite a bit of cleavage. I had insisted that she forgo a bra. She had reluctantly agreed after I told her how seductive she looked without one. Her breasts are firm and well proportioned for a "B" cup size. The skirt I selected for her was short and tight, accenting her protruding ass globes delightfully.
To my delight and surprise she decided to wear bright, neon orange panties and high-healed shoes that matched. Her tanned legs are a delight, perfectly shaped.
The men were delighted and the ladies were envious.
I watched as the men jockeyed into position to be close to her. I overheard some of them making sexual remarks about her. It was interesting that almost everyone, including the women, mentioned how lucky I am to have such a beautiful wife.
Joe Handy was quite blunt. "Jim, you have the sexiest wife I have ever seen," he commented to me, as we were about to leave the party. I mentioned his comment to Lana as we drove home.
She laughed. "He isn't so bad looking himself," she said. That comment was not in her usual character.
"His wife isn't bad to look at either," I added laughingly.
When we arrived home, we undressed quickly and fucked like minks in heat.
Since that time, every time we fucked, our passion sooner or later returned to talking about other couples and wondering if they enjoyed sex as much as we did, especially the Handys.
The past week we spent considerable time discussing our acquaintances quite vividly. It was during a hot, steamy fuck that we paused, began to talk about the possibilities of swinging. To my surprise Lana was so excited she had an immediate orgasm. She trembled as she began to talk about the prospects. "I would want it to be someone that we don't know," she admitted. "I would be afraid that our friends might find out!" she explained.
The next day, when I arrived home, she was sitting on the couch with several magazines around her. "I bought these today," she explained, holding up a magazine about swinging. I was astounded. She had taken the initiative and was excited about the prospects of swinging. She had dog-eared several pages. "I have found several interesting couples," she said excitedly. She read some of the ads. I was surprised at the ads she had selected. They all were very descriptive and the men boasted of extra large cocks.
I grimaced at her when she excitedly read of one man with a ten-inch cock. She seemed overly excited. I am not that badly endowed myself. I sport a full seven inches when aroused.
We spent the next hour going thru the magazines. With a grin and a little playful grabbing, we settled on an add that said, "Couple would like to meet new swingers. Just started swinging and want to meet new, broad mined couple for sexual relationship." The telephone number was a local call. The excitement rose while I dialed the number.
"Hello," came a husky voice. "I am responding to the ad in the Swingers Magazine," I said cautiously.
"Yes!" his voice perked up a bit.
"We have never done this before, but wondered if you could help us!" I said. "We are fairly new also," he said. "My wife is anxious to try," I replied. "What should we do now?" I asked.
His voice went very deep. "Do you have an internet address?" he asked. "We can exchange pictures and other particulars without revealing our names for now," he said hesitatingly. I told him our Internet address. He said he would email us in a few minutes. I hung up and told Lana the developments.
We waited with baited breath for the computer to chatter. It seemed like ages but it was only a few moments before the computer began to tick out a message. "Do you have a computer camera?"
"YES!" I replied.
"OK! Have your wife and yourself stand in front of the camera."
"You too!" I wrote back.
Lana and I stood in front of the camera. We gasped as the picture of them came over the Internet. It was Joe and Pam Handy. "Quick, shut it off!" Lana suggested. It was too late. "Oh god! Good to see you Jim and Lana!" flashed on the screen.
I watched in awe as another picture followed. Pam had her blouse off. Her tits were huge. She was smiling widely. Joe had unzipped his pants and held a huge cock in the palm of his hand.
Lana gasped.
"Now show us!" lit up the screen.
I glanced at Lana. She was blushing crimson.
