Iāve submitted a couple of stories about how my husband and I agreed to an affair with our best friend and, of course, this lead to them sharing me with some other people. So far we have met an older couple twice and another couple, around our ages which is late thirties. I had described our meeting with the older couple in two previous submissions. However, here, I feel that I should describe a little about my husband and I and also our friend, Frank before anybody reading my stories get the wrong impression about our lifestyle.
Iām a 38 year old woman, been married 16 years to Joe who is 40 years old. Iām 5ā2ā tall, 130 lbs, small tits (32B) but a huge ass (38ā), blonde and blue eyes. Joe is 6ā even, I think he weighs around 170 lbs, black hair and greenish eyes.
We have known each other since High School, we were in different years but were actively involved in the schoolās weekly newspaper. However at that time Joe and I were just friends, he was a Senior and had his group of friends (including Frank), furthermore I was already going steady with another boy. I met Joe again after I graduated and was working part time at an office in town and he was home from college but still we just remained friends. However after college Joe came back to our hometown and started work, I had broken off with my boyfriend and somehow we met each other a number of times before he finally asked me out. We started sleeping together after our third date, the first date ended with just a normal goodnight kiss but on the second date we necked in his car for a while before I held his cock as he started to cum. On our third date, my parents were out for the weekend and I invited him into the house after the movie and a meal. We started necking in the living room but after that we ended up in my bedroom where he spent the night. After that we would have sex whenever we went out, which was about two or three times a week, and this continued for about a year before he finally proposed.
After our engagement, I spent most of my time in Joeās apt, by now he was earning enough to get an apt in town and he would pick me up at my office after work and only send me home late at night, sometimes I didnāt bother about going home but just stayed over. It got to the stage where I had some clothes at his apt for the times that I would sleep over.
I must add that Joe was not my first lover, my first lover was a classmate when I was 14 years old, I remember it exactly because it happened during the birthday party, my parents had left me and my friends at home for the party, I had agreed before the party that I would have sex with him. That first time was no big deal since it was the first time for both of us but after that it was very frequent, about two or three times a week. The biggest advantage with that old boyfriend was that he was living three houses along the same street as me and his parents were mostly not at home and his brother and sister (older than him) ignored him, this left us with plenty of opportunites to be alone for our own activities.
After him I had a number of other boyfriends, none of whom meant very much to me until I met up with Joe again, he knew I was no virgin but after our engagement right until we started our affair with Frank, Iāve been faithful to Joe, and he knows it.
Since we started our affair with Frank I feel that Joe now lets Frank make all the decisions, I donāt really have a problem with that but sometimes feel that it should be Joe offering me to another man instead of Frank. We did agree for Frank to be our sex director and weāve been very happy with all the decisions and suggestions by Frank, also I must say here that Frank satisfies all my sexual fantasies and needs, it just that I feel it should be my husbandās role to offer me to another man, itās a small thing which I hope will not be allowed to affect our affair with Frank.
After our son was born, Joe was offered this present position with his company down here and so we relocated and have been staying here ever since. Frank came down here when he got a job with his present employers and we met up again and started to hang out with each otherās families, it started as pure friendship until his wifeās death and then Frank started asking me for sex and basically that was how this affair started.
About five years after our marriage Joe had brought up the case for wife swapping but I wasnāt interested, the main reason being that I didnāt know how I would react if I saw Joe with another woman, after a few times he stopped mentioning the subject again until we finally agreed to Frankās request. Now that Iāve had a taste of free and open sex with other men, Iāve accepted that Iāll have to agree to Joe being with other women, it has happened a few times when we joined another couple but some of them arenāt too sure since we insist on Frank being included and so our group is two men and a woman.
There is, however, one thing in our new lifestyle that Iām totally and absolutely ecstatic about, when Frank and Joe brought it up I wasnāt sure about what they actually wanted, of course now both of them are happily encouraging my indulgence. The thing that I am so happy about is being bare assed naked. One of the conditions that Frank insisted on was for me to be totally naked whenever the three of us were alone together, according to him this would signify my availability to both of them and that they didnāt have to ask, since I would be naked all they had to do was pull me over and start to fuck me. Obviously that is something which I wholeheartedly agreed with, I feel so slutty knowing that both my husband and our friend didnāt have to ask me for sex, it was understood and agreed that I would always be available to them. However the really great thing is that I get to walk around nude, it may not seem like a big deal but Iāve always enjoyed being naked and even before my marriage to Joe, everytime we were together I would quickly get out of my clothes. Of course once the kids arrived the opportunities to be nude were much reduced but I canāt remember ever being clothed in our bedroom.
From nudity of course the next step was flashing. This wasnāt something I did before but there were many times that Joe had asked me not to wear any underwear when we went out and then I also liked to wear revealing clothes, so this combination encouraged unintentional flashing. Both Joe and I were aware of this and both of us enjoyed it so we just continued as usual. I first started being naked when the three of us were alone together but on a few occasions Frank had asked me to take off my clothes when we were in the car, I know a lot of people saw me in such a condition, especially truck drivers, and then he told me to walk naked from the car to our motel room, much more people saw me now, and after a while I was kept naked all the time. Since this wasnāt possible at home, except when our children were away, we frequented motels which had to be quite far from where we lived. When we stayed at a motel, I didnāt bother to bring any clothes along and would only have the dress that I was wearing only, and the only time I would put it on was when we went out for meals. Sometimes we called for food to be delivered to our motel room and I had to receive the food in the nude, I canāt remember any of the delivery men complaining, a couple of times Frank told them to fondle me before they left.
There was one time we had gone down to Florida for a long weekend, we flew down on a Friday morning and stayed at a Fort Lauderdale motel until Tuesday morning before flying home. The guys didnāt allow me to bring anything, all I had was the skirt and camisole outfit and a pair of slippers, I put my toothbrush in Frankās bag. The motel we stayed in was way off the beaten track and we managed to get a room on the first floor where there was a balcony facing a plot of trees, the whole motel area was fenced by a wooden fence so there was absolute privacy. The only time I was dressed that long weekend was when we went out for dinner everynight, of course we also visited a couple of bars/clubs and discos where the women were encouraged to show off.
One night we went to a club/disco where there was a wet t-shirt contest and Frank told me to take part. The other women wore their panties and a t-shirt but since I didnāt have any panties the organisers allowed me to wear my skirt, the t-shirt was supplied by them. After we were all drenched the crowd started shouting for us to strip so we ended up topless, the others only in their panties but I only had my skirt (totally wet) on. We danced around for a while on the make shift stage until the band chose three of us as finalists. To decide the winner, the emcee poured water on us and we had to dance but now the crowd was shouting for us to take everything off, the three of us did so to loud shouts and various comments from the crowd. After we stripped we had to hand over the last item to our partners for safe keeping, I handed my skirt to Joe who was standing right in front of the stage. Finally the winner was declared (not me!) and we got off the stage. The other two collected their clothes from their friends and got dressed, however I couldnāt see Joe around and was left standing totally naked and wet behind the band. It was a very closed and confined space so everybody had a grab at my naked body, of course I didnāt protest, and then the emcee came over and said that he had announced for Joe to return my clothes. It was really fantastic, I was standing totally naked in the middle of a disco and people were fondling and caressing me, I even felt a hand between my legs, even if I had objected I donāt think it would have made any difference there were too many people, I enjoyed myself thoroughly.