A flippant comment I made over a decade ago led to my wife Lisa relinquishing her moral standards and submit unconditionally to the sexual desires of a work colleague and his associates during the 24 hours of leap day in 2008. The series of events that led to my otherwise traditional and loving wife and mother becoming a hot wife for a day are detailed in the story "Leap Day".
Lisa was 28 at the time, a long haired brunet with 36B-26-37 measurements, beautiful skin and a warm girl-next-door look. She was a rising professional in account management with a reputation for being very professional but also friendly. We had one daughter at the time and added a second one in 2012. My comments and behaviors, while not premeditated, enabled and encouraged Lisa's 24 hours of debauchery. And I participated. Initially wanting to ensure Lisa's safety but ultimately both taking pleasure from another woman and doing my part to make sure Lisa's every orifice was repeatedly stuffed and pleasured.
As I watched two other men pummeling Lisa's pussy and mouth while another woman cheered them on while fondling Lisa's breasts and engorged nipples, concerns about the emotional consequences of this radical departure from our otherwise normal marriage were overwhelmed with arousal, pride in Lisa's ability to arouse her fuck buddies' desires, and satisfaction in the pleasure Lisa was obviously receiving.
Fortunately, the aftermath of those 24 hours was inconsequential to our marriage, family and careers. Our life returned to normal with the only physical consequences being one day of exhaustion and a few days of soreness for Lisa. Perhaps because the behavior was so outside the norm there was no expectation that it would be a regular part of our life. The silly uniqueness of leap day occurring for only one day every four years served to insulate that time from reality. But the day was profoundly consequential to our sexual relationship - hardly a week goes by in our bedroom without some memory of that leap day motivating our excitement. The ability of Lisa to live in the moment and enjoy the pure physical pleasure of being stimulated enhanced our own lovemaking and memories of those 24 hours fueled many intimate sessions.
It wasn't long after that leap day that Randy left the company and relocated to Atlanta, removing a reminder of that day. Leap year 2012 was spent relaxing and watching television as Lisa was in her eighth month of pregnancy.
At one point in the evening I said to Lisa, "Remember our last leap year?" But as I turned to look for her reaction she was asleep in her chair oblivious to my question. Our life was busy and satisfying with parenting responsibilities crowding out some together time for Lisa and myself but we were careful to take care of our relationship both physically and emotionally.
Six weeks ago I got a "connect" request on a professional networking web service. The postage stamp-size image of the woman looked familiar but I didn't recognize the name. Her title, a vice president in a firm that was a supplier to Lisa's company, motivated me to accept the connection. The next day I had a message, "Any chance you and Lisa would be interested in getting together for leap day with Randy and me? It was signed, "Fond memories, Sharon"
My heart skipped a few beats as my mind flashed back to images of Randy, the chief conspirator and beneficiary of Lisa's surrender to lust, with his hands grabbing Lisa's hips as he slammed his hard cock into my wife from behind as a naked Sharon suckled her tits and groped her body on leap day in 2008. The Brenda S. Long I connected with was the Sharon who sexually pleasured both me and my wife in 2008. And her last name, Long, matched Randy's so evidently she had graduated from colleague with benefits to wife.
I stared at the message several minutes as memories flooded my mind. It had been eight years. The memory was as clear as if it was yesterday but it was also surreal and disconnected from our everyday life with the exception of its power to excite our lovemaking with any mention of that day.
Before I could decide on a response a second message arrived. Sharon asked for contact information for Lisa so she could extend the invitation to her as well. She went on with several paragraphs explaining that she and Randy had bought and resurrected the company they were officers of and had realized their relationship was more than just work and sex so they had married 4 years ago. She noted that they would have contacted us on leap year 2012 but that they were honeymooning in Europe.
She talked at length at how much they had enjoyed their leap day with Lisa and I and she reiterated how Lisa's sensuality and look was extremely attractive to Randy. He particularly enjoyed her submissiveness coupled with the fact that she enjoyed having sex. They both loved the fact that Lisa had a naive innocence but her body was very responsive and we were good sports with new experiences.
Sharon continued, "I hope you guys are OK. We wondered if one or both of you would swear off extramarital activities, jump into swinging with both feet, or -- hopefully not -- go your separate ways. From Randy's contacts we understand you are still together and have expanded your family. We also hear Lisa looks as great as ever. If you can give me a private email address I will extend an invitation unless you say not to."
I provided the contact info and a note to encourage Sharon to contact her. Then, on second thought, I suggested that she have Randy tell Lisa that he was planning on her company on leap day and that he send her a gift of some of the clothes and lingerie he wanted her to wear. I noted that Lisa had been uniquely submissive around him and he should try that strategy again. I hit "send" and wondered how the situation would play out.
It was after work on Friday of that week when Lisa brought in the mail and a good sized Fed Ex box. Inside the shipping box was another box and a card. At that point I suspected the contents and suggested Lisa read the card first.
"The pleasure of your company and that of your husband is requested to join us to celebrate leap day 2016 as Sharon's and my guests in Atlanta."
I watched the expression on Lisa's face as she realized who the items were from and what the invitation implied.
She gasped, "Oh my God, he remembered Leap day."
"How could he have forgot -- he waited 4 years to be with you then spent 24 hours squeezing in ever sexual pleasure possible. Of course he remembers Leap day." I said.
Lisa broke into a guilty grin in response. She continued reading the letter sharing summary comments. "They are married now. They were in Europe last leap day. They own the company. They have been exclusive since their wedding and adopted our habit of restricting extramarital activities to leap days. They are both looking forward to leap day." Lisa chuckled. "They have already reserved us a suite in a downtown 4 star hotel. We are to meet them at their home at 9 pm Sunday evening for a few drinks before leap day starts. I am supposed to wear the outfit in the box. They suggest we be well rested as they plan to keep us busy."
Lisa's hardened nipples were clearly visible through her blouse and bra and I could recognize the anxiousness in her voice.
"We haven't heard from them in 8 years and I'm a 36 year old happily married working mother of two and he expects me to drop everything, get a babysitter, take two days off and travel three hours so him and his wife can see me? Lisa protested.
I chuckled, "They don't want to see you, they want to play with you and fuck the daylights out of you for as many of the 24 hours of leap day as they and you can handle. And from those rock hard nipples straining thru your bra and blouse and that quiver in your voice, you are pretty excited about the prospect."
I couldn't resist continuing, "I'll call your folks and see if they can watch the kids while we go to Atlanta to swap spouses with some old friends."
Lisa gasped, "You'll do no such thing. I haven't agreed to any of this at all yet." Lisa put down the card and grabbed the package and reported, "You will have to wait to see this when I try it on later. Nobody makes any arrangements until we think about this and talk it over."
As she was talking I had hugged her and begin running one hand over her aroused nipples.
"Someone is excited about spending leap day in Atlanta." I whispered in her ear before giving her a passionate kiss on the neck while I held her as she playfully squirmed to get away.
"Lisa is going to get laid, Lisa is going to get laid." I chanted in a teasing juvenile tone as she wiggled free.
Over the next week Lisa lost the battle between her normal values and her inner lustful desires assisted by my encouragement. Babysitting, work leave and travel plans were made. However, her aggressive diet and exercise plan gave away her intentions within hours of the invitation package arriving as she worked to hone her figure, losing eight pounds in the two weeks before leaving.
Sunday evening, leap day eve if you will, finally arrived. Lisa had reluctantly relented to wearing the outfit that Randy had sent, a short dark blue skirt to mid-thigh, dark tan stockings with a black garter belt and shiny see through panties, matching half cup bra that lifted and showed off her ample 36b tits with a semi-sheer white blouse buttoned down the front. With the black bra contrasting and visible through the white blouse, she looked so hot I couldn't believe she was actually going out dressed like that. As she walked round the suite in her outfit I could see she was extremely excited and kept checking herself in the mirror, seeing if her seams were straight and the length of her skirt. She also bent over seeing how much cleavage was on show.
I began to wonder what her reaction would be when people started looking at her openly as no doubt was bound to happen. She certainly seemed anxious about what lay ahead.
We arrived fashionably late and were met at the door by Randy.
"Hello you two, glad to see you, do come in."
He greeted us each with a hug and ushered us through the wide doorway to his home which was impressive. I looked around taking in the open plan ground floor. There were fifteen other guests, eight men and seven women, the women seemed to be mostly around our age, the men some older. The men were dressed casually but the women all seemed to be dressed similarly to Lisa with short skirts or dresses exhibiting plenty of leg and stockings with tight tops showing off their obvious assets.
As Randy led us into the room he slipped his arm round my wife's waist and whisked her away as I was left accepting a drink from a short woman with a large bust that was hardly restrained within her blouse, a deep cleavage was on show and I felt my eyes drawn to it. She smiled as she saw me looking.
"I see Randy has taken quite a shine to your wife. It looks like they get along well. She seems a very friendly young woman. Does she like older men?"
"Yes she does enjoy the attention of older men, of any age men." I replied distractedly without thinking.
I looked round the room Randy was walking Lisa round, almost parading her as he introduced her to his guests, one arm always round her waist keeping her close. Lisa was chatting politely and laughing and enjoying the attention, everyone seemed to be making a lot of fuss over her and Randy.
"He has been excited about her coming, oh and you too of course but it's obvious he has a soft spot for her, my name is Renee by the way, my hubby is over there with Randy now, that's George."
