Jason and Jessica had been married for a little over 20 years but had only been talking about going to a swingers' club for the past six months. Jason's interest in the idea had increased more and more over the past couple of years but he had been too afraid to tell his wife until recently. It started as a mild curiosity, but now the idea of swinging preoccupied his thoughts. When he watched porn online, he inevitably watched videos of swinger couples. In his mind, videos with professional porn actors and actresses could not compare to true amateur porn with real couples swapping. To him, there is something so taboo and exciting about a real-life wife sucking the dick of some guy while her husband watches and gets his own dick sucked by the other guy's wife. Jason had hoped that Jessica would share his desire to explore swapping, but until a month ago, she had shot him down on the few occasions that he dared to broach the subject with her. But in September, she agreed to go to a swingers' club with him.
From the day she agreed, he started fantasizing and planning. The couple arranged for their two teenage kids to sleep over at friends' houses on the night of the outing. The anticipation grew for Jason as the date approached. He did not fully understand why Jessica had changed her mind, but he was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Jessica, on the other hand, knew exactly why she had changed her mind. For years, she had spent most of her waking hours doing things for her husband, her kids, and her job. Now, she wanted to do something for herself. If Jason wanted to think she decided to go just to please him, there was no harm in that. But she knew she had agreed to go because she felt she deserved at least one crazy night at this stage of her life. She also knew that she was married to a good man, and ultimately, she would be in control of just how crazy things would get.
Jessica is no prude, but she had enjoyed her wild times before she met Jason and had gotten them out of her system. Her philosophy before meeting Jason her sophomore year of college was that she would fuck any guy who asked her nicely. If she were truly honest with herself, she would admit that, depending on how horny she was at the time, the guy didn't even need to ask that nicely. When she was 18, she fucked and sucked her way through her freshman year at her university, but for more than 20 years she had been a one-man woman. This was a major change from the days when she was a one-man-at-a-time woman. That was pretty much her only rule. Even if she fucked three guys in a 24-hour period, which she had done a month before meeting Jason, it had to be one at a time. But those days were long gone.
Now, she is in her mid-forties, although she could easily pass for mid-thirties. Jason is a good-looking guy, who is in good shape, but Jessica is literally stunning. She has beautiful brown eyes, a classic nose, and full lips. She has long dark hair, a slender waist, and gorgeous legs. Her breasts are natural. When she wears a bra, which isn't often, she wears a 32C cup. Her tits are large enough to draw and keep your attention without being so big that they droop. Put simply, they are perky and perfect. And, when there is even the slightest chill in the air, her nipples harden and protrude upward. As great as her breasts are, her ass is a work of art. It is round, firm, and spankable.
For one of her recent birthdays, Jason bought her a tee shirt that read on the front: "Who needs big tits" and on the back: "When you've got an ass like this." She would sometimes wear the shirt in public, but only while on vacation when they were out of town. Up until now, that tee shirt was the most risquΓ© thing she had worn in front of anyone other than her husband during their marriage. But now, she was going to a swingers' club. To add to the fun, it was for a Halloween party. And, to top things off, she had agreed to let Jason pick out her costume.
After Jessica agreed to let Jason choose her costume, he spent weeks searching websites that sold adult sexy costumes. From surveying the club's online ad for the party, he knew that the costumes were expected to be erotic, rather than scary. When looking at scantily clad models on the sites, he imagined what his wife would look like in each outfit. The search added to the anticipation of seeing Jessica in the costume. He made his choice with plenty of time for the costume to be shipped to their home, but didn't show Jessica the outfit until the night of the Halloween party for fear that, if she saw it too soon before the big night, she would change her mind.
Well, the night of the Halloween party finally arrived. Jessica and Jason were in their bedroom when Jason pulled a small black plastic bag out of his closet. Before showing her the costume, Jason said: "Remember, you said that I could choose your costume, and you would wear it." Jessica replied: "Don't worry. When I say I'm going to do something, I do it." He then handed her the bag. Before looking inside, she said: "So what is it, a slutty nurse costume, a slutty witch, a slutty cheerleader . . . ." Jason told her: "I considered all those but decided to go with a classic -- a schoolgirl costume. Go in the bathroom and try it on, I want to get the full effect all at once." A few seconds after Jessica walked into the bathroom, Jason heard the bag rustling open. That was followed three seconds later by Jessica exclaiming: "Oh, come on!" Jason responded: "You promised."
A few minutes later, Jessica emerged from the bathroom wearing something that could not reasonably be called a schoolgirl uniform in any setting other than an adult movie. It was a tank top dress with an "open bust", meaning that it had two large holes that fit perfectly around Jessica's breasts so that her tits were on full display. Most of the dress was black see-through mesh, but the trim around the breast openings and the flouncy pleated skirt part were an opaque red and black tartan pattern fabric. Jessica looked at her husband who had a huge grin on his face, and said: "You're kidding, right?" In a moment of absolute honesty, Jason said: "The idea of other men looking at your tits is so hot."
Jessica was surprised and a little intrigued. She teasingly tweaked her nipples, which by now were already erect. "I promised I would wear it, and I always keep my promises. But tell me something. You want other men staring at my tits. Well, what about this?" At that, she turned her back to him, put her bare feet shoulders' width apart and bent straight over from the waist. The skirt instantly rode up to reveal the entirety of her round ass. "Do you also want men looking at my ass?" she said looking over her shoulder at her husband. Again, being surprisingly honest, Jason said: "Yes...yes I do."
But even more than her ass was showing. When she bent over, there was a great view of her pussy. Although Jessica had a well-trimmed landing strip of dark pubic hair above her pussy, the rest was shaved clean. As she bent over, her labia parted slightly revealing enough pink to cause Jason's penis to instantly spring to life. She noticed her husband's hardening cock. She then decided to tease him even more. While still bending over, she slowly ran the middle finger of her right hand along the length of her moistening slit. "And what about my pussy? Do you want strange men looking at my pussy?"
Before he could answer, she was moving her finger in and out of her honey pot and rubbing her clit. Jason pulled his stiff penis out of his jeans and asked: "What do you think?" Jessica turned around and walked to Jason. She wrapped the fingers of her left around the shaft, gripped it tightly, and gave it a few tugs. She put the finger that had been in her twat in Jason's mouth and let him suck it clean. She then said: "What I think is that we need to get on the road to this club. I don't want you cumming all over my new outfit."