Prologue - My wife and I recently celebrated our Silver Anniversary. Twenty five years of true love, two kids, and many experiences shared. This story is about our first time entering into an open relationship.
To be clear my wife and I love each other, respect each other and are totally dedicated to each other. We do not use sex with others to humiliate or dominate. What we do is use sex to enhance our enjoyment of our marriage.
We have had many encounters with others. We are not swingers and we do not go to large group gatherings. Our experiences are usually with other like minded couples. I have on occasion shared my wife with a single guy and she has shared me with a single woman a time or two.
Our philosophy is we look at sex with others like we look at dancing. Like dancing sex is great with your regular partner, the person who knows your moves and what you like to do. Who knows what you want to do before you do. Sex, like dancing can also be fun with a new partner because you are not sure what to expect. Some partners will have better rhythm, some partners will be more athletic, some partners will be bigger and stronger, and some partners will be able to read you better than others. In almost all cases sex like dancing, either with your regular partner or someone new is fun and exciting.
Comments are always welcomed. We are willing to share more of our many experiences if we receive favorable feedback. We hope you enjoy.
Honey, Let's Go Dancing
It was my wife's second marriage my first but we don't count her first one because she got pregnant in high school and was forced to marry the baby daddy. It lasted less than a year. She just turned 19 when we met and already she had married, was divorced and a mother of a beautiful baby boy.
I had just turned 27 and after 5 years working for a local general contractor I decided to start up my own company and put my degree in Construction Management to use. Within a year I had three good size projects working. I found it difficult to supervise all three efficiently by myself. I needed to hire some permanent full time superintendents to manage the projects and allow me time to get new work.
My first permanent employee was Stewart Jenkins. Stewart was a tough old, late forty, Superintendent who did not put up with any shit. I had originally met him when we both worked for my previous employer. I needed someone like Stewart because what was happening when I would leave a job site the workers would instantly slow down. Stewart was the type of guy the workers did not slow down for.
Stewart became my right hand man and recommended two more supers to manage the other projects. This freed up time to allow me to put my degree to work, estimate and bid on new projects. The business continued to grow and eventually needed office help. This is where my future wife comes in.
I knew Stewart had a daughter who got pregnant, married, divorced and had the kid all within a year of leaving high school. What I didn't know the father of the child was the son of the owner of the firm we used to work for. A real spoiled brat who was given anything and everything he wanted.
I always wondered why Stewart was available for hire and found out he beat the crap out of the kid after the kid had done the same to his daughter. As a compromise neither pressed charges. Stewart left the company and his daughter divorced the SOB. Six months later the kid was serving time for possession of narcotics with intent to sell and a weapons charge.
His daughter and grandchild were living with him and his wife. He came to me after he heard I was looking for office help and asked if I would consider hiring his daughter. Stewart was so important to me I could not refuse his request and said I would interview her.
His daughter, Cindy, showed up for her interview dressed very professionally. I had never met her before and was surprised how mature she was. I found out she was top of her class in high school and currently taking classes in business management at the local community college.
Besides being smart she was beautiful. She appeared to be about 5' 7", a buck twenty-five. Long brown hair pulled into a tight ponytail. She had cute slim figure with small breasts, a nice butt and great legs. She also had a smile that lit up the room when she walked in.
I hired her to be my receptionist and all around office girl. Within a year she had her AA degree and taking classes on-line from a state university for a degree in business management. She was now doing my books, payroll, scheduling jobs helping with the bid packages. She made herself indispensable.
I had become quite fond of her and her son Roger who she would bring into the office from time to time. I also believe she was becoming fond of me. Late one night as we completed a bid package that had to be turned in the next morning. We gave each other a high five, then found ourselves gazing into each other's eyes and started kissing. I could tell she wanted more but I stopped out of respect for her father.
Cindy couldn't understand why I stopped making out with her and when I mentioned her Dad she said, "What does he have to do with it, I am a grown woman and can decide who I kiss or don't kiss."
"Believe me I know you are a grown woman but out of respect for both you and your dad I want to talk to him first."
Cindy grabs her purse and jacket and left in a huff. Not even saying goodbye. The next morning I received the cold shoulder from her when she came in. I asked, "Cindy can we talk?"
She just replied, "No, not now I have work to do."
I decided to go and check on the job sites and planned on stopping by Stewart's site around lunchtime so I could talk with him. I discussed what happened the night before. He looked off into space before saying, "Mark I really like you, I find you to be a fair and respectful man. I know you would treat her right and that is what most important to me and her mother. So even though she doesn't need it you have my permission to date my daughter." He then chuckled and said, "Just remembered what happened to the last guy who didn't treat her right." I knew he was kidding but not kidding.
That was a big relief to me and said to Stewart, "Don't you worry I will always be a gentleman and treat her right. I got to go." I paid for lunch, said my goodbye and left looking for the nearest florist.
I showed back up to the office with a bouquet of roses, a box of chocolates and offer for dinner and dancing Saturday night. Cindy got a big smile on her face and said yes to my date request. The rest is history. We dated for almost a year, got married, I adopted Roger and then we had a daughter, Crystal, to complete our family. Life was great.
Our construction office/Day care was becoming way too small for my growing business and family so we started looking for a bigger space. That is where we met Vic and Vicky. Vic was a developer and Vicky was a real estate agent specializing in commercial property. Vicky showed us a property that was perfect for us. It had an office building with multiple offices, a board room, reception area, bathrooms and what I really liked a large shower. On the property was a large open shop for doing our pre-fabrication work and the ½ acre was enough room to store my ever increasing fleet of construction equipment. It was perfect. We put in an offer and it was accepted by Vic who unbeknownst to us was the owner.
Let me describe Vic and Vicky. Both were in their late 30s and a very handsome couple. Vic stood maybe 6' 2" weighed right at 200#. He was a good looking and very fit. You could tell he worked out regularly. He had short blond hair and always wore clothes that accentuated his arms and chest. Despite his vane appearance he was very personable and I always enjoyed being around him.
Vicky was another story. She was built like a runway model, tall close to 6'. Slim body but had large breasts which she showed off on a regular basis. Her legs were slim but shapely. She also was blond with long hair. If there was a Barbie contest she would win. Just like her husband she was very personable and fun to be with. I can see why she was the top agent in town.
