Author's note: This is a story about a man who enjoys sharing his wife with other men, as told from the perspective of the "other man." If you find this situation offensive or distasteful, please don't read any further.
At age 41, divorced, and with a 16-year-old son living at home, Jake had neither the time nor inclination to seek a relationship with another woman. He didn't need to complicate his life any further. If only he weren't so excruciatingly horny all the time, he wouldn't need to worry about women at all. But he had always been burdened with an unusually high sex drive, and jerking off only temporarily relieved that constant, aching pressure in his balls.
Since his divorce two years prior, sex had become an obsession. He thought about it constantly, to the point where he wasn't able to concentrate on his work. He often wondered if something were wrong with him. His ex-wife certainly thought so. In fact, his constant need for sex was one of the many factors that drove them apart. No matter how much she gave him, it seemed it wasn't enough. She told him this made her feel as though she were less of a woman.
Jake took a swig of beer and scrolled through the profiles on the screen resting on his lap. He had tried several dating sites since the divorce, and it seemed as though all of the women he encountered were looking for the type of long-term commitment that he wasn't ready or willing to give. And he wasn't the type to lie to a woman and make promises he had no intention of keeping just to get in her pants.
He had also tried the bar scene, and did manage to find a couple women willing to fuck his brains out for a night. He never had much trouble attracting women. But the bar scene was a real hit-or-miss venture, and it seemed there were far more misses than hits. And he was couldn't help but wonder how many men those women had been with, and what potential diseases he could bring home with him.
All he wanted was to find a good-looking woman with an extraordinarily high sex drive who wasn't looking for a husband and just wanted to fuck all the time, with him and him alone, on a regular basis. Was that so difficult?
He laughed to himself. Of course, the idea was absurd. Most women -- at least the women his age -- weren't interested in becoming "friends with benefits." If any such woman did exist, he had no clue where to find her.
That aching sensation in his balls became more persistent, and it was time to jerk off again. He switched over to his favorite porn site and began searching for videos in his favorite genre. He especially enjoyed the amateur stuff. He liked real porn involving real people, having sex because they enjoyed having sex and not because they were getting paid for it.
As he scrolled through the pages, he noticed the ubiquitous advertisement for a website on the right hand side of the page. This site caters to people who are looking for adult "friends." No strings attached. Although he had seen the ad dozens of times, it had never occurred to him to check it out. It seemed too outrageous to be true. But what did he have to lose?
He clicked the link, and was presented with a log-in page. He created an account and answered the questions about his location, gender, age, height and weight. The next question was about his dick size. He couldn't help but laugh. What kind of site was this? He was confident that he was at least average in that category, but decided to leave that answer blank for the moment. He also opted not to fill in the description of himself and what he was looking for. That could wait for later, depending on whether or not he decided to maintain his account.
Once he had completed his registration, he was presented with the home page, which displayed the profiles of dozens of men, women and couples in his area. It was shocking to learn how many people in his quiet suburban area were trolling the internet for sex partners. He performed a search for single women within a 20-mile radius of his home and found enough hits to convince him that he should shell out the extra money for a "bronze" membership to the site, which would allow him to see full member profiles, as well as the ability to contact other members.
He explored the various features of the site, which included a section for webcams, a message board and a chat application. He completed his profile by adding a description of himself and what he was looking for. He decided to be brutally honest, as it would be the only way he would ever find the type of woman he sought. He also added a few photos of himself, but was careful not to post any public photos of his face. If anyone knew he was a member of this site, he felt it would be incredibly embarrassing.
After several weeks of scrolling through profiles, sending messages and chatting with a number of people online, several truths became evident. It seemed as though nearly all of the single women who were members of the site were either grossly overweight, likely to be carrying an infectious disease, or men posing as women -- or all three. The attractive women who seemed to fit his profile simply didn't respond to the messages he sent. And on the rare occasion when he found a woman who would accept his chat request, it seemed as though she was just lonely and looking to chat, and uninterested in actually meeting in person.
By the time he figured out that this site was a waste of time, more than a month had passed, and he had already begun to pay for the next month's subscription. Since he was already paying for it, he decided he would give it a few more weeks and then close out his account before the end of the month. He was too frustrated to bother reaching out to any more women, but left the chat window open in the background as he worked, just in case someone wanted to reach out to him.
With only a week remaining until the end of the month, Jake was working at his desk in his home office when he heard a "ping" sound from his laptop, signaling that he had just received a chat request. He opened the chat window, and the request had come from a user named "hotwife603". The little icon next to the user name indicated that the ID belonged to a couple.
He accepted the chat request, and a message popped up.
How's it going?
He had participated in many of these types of chats before. Usually, it was a lonely guy who just wanted to chat. When it was late at night, and he was lonely as well, Jake didn't mind the company. But as it was the middle of the workday, he had higher priorities.
"Just dandy," he typed. "How 'bout you?"
I saw you online and figured I'd introduce myself. I'm Matt, and my wife's name is Laura.
Out of curiosity, Jake clicked on the user name to view their profile. The main photo showed a naked woman from the neck down. She had small, but perky, tits, a flat tummy, a shaved pussy, and shapely legs. He clicked over to view the other photos they posted. All of the photos were of the wife, and all from the neck down or with the face blurred out. In some photos, she was dressed provocatively. In others, she was completely naked. She had a very nice body, and he couldn't help but notice that this woman had the most beautiful ass. He had always been a sucker for a woman with a fine ass.
Their description listed her at 48 years old, and he was listed at 51. Jake found it difficult to believe it was the body of a 48-year-old woman in those photos, and guessed that the photos were likely several years old. They described themselves as a fun-loving couple who had been married for nearly 25 years. They enjoyed going out for dinner, drinks and dancing. And under the section where they described what they were looking for, Jake learned that the husband enjoys sharing his wife with other men.
In all of the time he had spent on this web site, Jake was shocked to discover how many couples were members of the site. He thought swinging had died in the 1970's, but it seemed that an entire subculture of swingers had been living right under his nose in suburbia for years.
He had never given any serious consideration to being with a couple before. The idea of tag-teaming some guy's wife for an evening may have been intriguing as a fantasy, but the reality was that he would likely feel uncomfortable having sex while another naked man shared the same bed.
"I'm sorry," he responded, "but to be honest, I'm really not interested in having a threesome."
That's good,
Matt responded.
Neither am I.
Assuming Matt was just another lonely guy looking to chat, Jake began to type a polite response to break away from the conversation, but another comment popped up on his screen.
I enjoy sharing my wife with other men, but I don't participate.
Jake couldn't imagine why any man would ever want his wife to have sex with another man. The whole situation just seemed weird. However, it occurred to him that this may be a perfect fit for what he had been searching for. A married woman would not be seeking a long-term commitment, nor would she be as likely to give him an STD as some of the single women he had encountered in bars and on the website. And this woman certainly seemed to match his physical profile. In fact, she was gorgeous.
"Would you mind sharing a face photo of her?" Jake asked.
Moments later, he received an invitation to join Matt's friends list. He accepted, and returned to their profile page. He clicked over to their private photos and was very pleasantly surprised to see that Laura was a very attractive woman. She had bright blue eyes, long blonde hair and a terrific smile. There were a few wrinkles on her face, but otherwise she could have easily passed for her mid-30's.
"She's stunning," Jake wrote.
