John and Ellen were our favorite swinger friends. One evening I ask John how they got into the lifestyle. John laughed and said, "That is quite a story." I said, "Please tell me."
John and Ellen married when he was a pilot. He was not making much money, so they had one car that he used to go to and from the airport. When their child was two, he was hired by a regional airline, based in Winston-Salem, NC. The first year, airline pilots still make a low wage, and now he flew a set schedule that had him away from home four nights a week. Ellen seemed to think that he was having sex with a different woman each night. It was not the case, but she had little money to do anything, and a lot of time on her hands. John reasoned that he had to distract her with something exciting. He came up with a plan.
John knew that in two years he would be making three times what he now was. Further, that with some seniority, he could bid a much nicer town to live in. Therefore, he knew that soon everyone he knew in Winston-Salem would no longer live anywhere near he and Ellen. He wanted Ellen to have an affair, but he was not comfortable with it being just one man. He arranged a meeting with three close friends, who all knew Ellen. There was Tom Berry, the owner of the house he rented, who also owned a furniture store. Jim Peters, a local banker, and Jerry Gorden, a real estate broker. All were out and about various times of the day. He told them that he wanted all of them to have sex with Ellen. He would send a card with his away dates marked. They would have to seduce her, each in his own way. To keep track of their success, he provided each of them with small stars, each man getting a different color, that they were to put on a street sign near the home, each time that they were successful.
Ellen was not a beautiful woman, but she had a sexy mouth and eyes. Men who met her always mummer to themselves, "Boy, I would like to do her one time." Tom, Jim and Jerry were no exception, so they gladly agreed to try to get it on with Ellen.
Jim knocked on Ellen's door two days later. He said that he was looking for John. Ellen got him some coffee. They kidded and them Jim said, "Ellen," I have time to give you a beef injection!" Ellen laughed it off as just talk, but she thought about it later. John and Ellen went to a party attended by all concerned that Saturday. Tom, Jim and Jerry rubbed her vagina with their legs, her tits with their arms, their hands rubbed her fanny. By eleven, Ellen's under pants were soaking. He face did not show it but she was very horny.
Tom Berry stopped on Wednesday. He knew that their bed was a junk double bought at a garage sale. He told Ellen that he needed to check the fire alarm in the bedroom. While in the bedroom, he mentioned to Ellen that he had a king sized bed on sale for $800.00 Would she like to see it? "I can't afford it Tom", she said. Tom talked her into riding the two miles to his store to look. The bed and headboard were wonderful. Tom brought Ellen into his office and told her that if she would let him use the bed with her that it would cost just $100.00. it was three minutes before Ellen said, "No." But she sure thought about it for the next week. Tom agreed with John that if she "bought" the bed that John could pay him $400.00.
The next Wednesday Tom dropped by and kidded Ellen that John must have some real hot times in far away cities. That did it. Ellen said, on the spur of the moment, "Lets go get the bed, Tom." The bed was delivered at 4;30. Tom knew the baby was put in bed at 8:00. Ellen, as nervous as a cat, was drying off from her shower when the door bell rang at 8:30.. In her robe, she let Tom in and make a drink for him. John was only the second man she had sleep with. Tom was to be the third. She and Tom made small talk and kissed gently for ten minutes. Ellen did not know what to do next. Tom kissed her hand, and led her to the bed room. Ever so gently, he removed her robe and looked at the woman, he had hungered for. Undressed, he lay next to her and kissed her, while gently caressing her zones of pleasure. No hurry, John would not return for three days. Ellen was torn between being a faithful wife and wanting Tom to enter her. She spread her legs to allow him to position his penis. Inch by inch it was pushed into her. Warm, and giving her vaginal stimulation, it caused her to moan softly and turn her head sideways. He was a good lover, who knew exactly how to play a woman's vagina like a fine violin. She sweat, moaned, screamed, and clawed him as she flowed from the peak of one orgasm to another. She gave him a deep French kiss while he cum in her. After he left, Ellen lay on her back, naked and went over the day in her mind. Sleep came and she woke herself humping the bed.
At 9:30 AM Friday Ellen had just put on her robe, after taking a shower. She had dropped her baby at day care, and walked a mile. Jerry Gordon, who had seen the star on the sign thought to himself, if Tom can fuck her, I sure can. Ring, Ring. Ellen opened the door. "Hi Jerry, how are you, John is not home."
