The next few weeks seemed to fly by for both of us. Our sex life was at an all-time high. Since Marin's naughty outing at the clubs we fucked like rabbits. She still hasn't alluded to any bits I may have missed when I asked her questions the night she came back. But, I was oddly okay knowing if there was anything to know... it'd come up when she thought it would be the hottest to tell.
She hasn't been back out since that night, whether because neither of us had time between work and kids or whatever reason. We were content to just resume our normal antics of fucking to fantasy again. Of course with the every once in a while throwing a story in of the guys she sucked off that night.
I was truly a happy man and as far as I could tell, she was truly a happy woman.
Since nothing extravagant or new had happened for weeks I decided to be proactive and do a little research about the "lifestyle". Perhaps I could pick up some ideas from other couples who enjoyed the same kinds of things as Marin and I did.
On a Monday I sat down at the computer and began my journey into whatever the internet held in its darkest corners. Google, always the trusted friend seemed to lead me everywhere I needed to be. I perused various different situations and tactics for this type of relationship. I guess, you could say we now had an open marriage. Or at least were teetering on opening that marriage.
After a while of surfing the swinger and polyamorous sites I decided if I wanted to find good ideas I should go where everyone else goes for sexual ideas. Yes, porn. I figured why not? If we were going to do things to get off and get excited... why not go to the source of getting off.
I have to be honest here before I go any further. I was not planning on telling Marin in any way where I was getting these ideas, specifically. I mean I already watched porn, and she was growing accustomed to it as well... so maybe I could just steal some ideas from some obviously scripted movies and see how she played the role without knowing she was even cast.
I browsed through as many amateur wife sharing videos as I could. I did begin to notice that most were white couples sharing with a well-endowed black man. While I did find that extremely erotic I knew that would never happen. Marin never dated black guys and even though Taye Diggs and Jamie Foxx where on her list of celebrities she'd fuck if given the chance... she claims she just wasn't attracted to black men. I blamed her parents and was probably right.
She did mess around with a few black guys when she was in high school but it never went further than kissing. That did disappoint me a bit when we started turning fantasy into reality, but I was okay with focusing on what she wanted and would actually do.
Moving right along I came to various different setups involving situations where the wife cheated and the husband knew. From secret cameras hidden behind mirrors and over intoxication, but they all seemed a little unrealistic to me. I left the internet for the time being and decided it would be best if Marin was present when we decided our next move as I was certain we 'passed' the test a few weeks back.
Wednesday came and I had all but given up trying to plan the next event in our sexual game. Marin was sitting on the sofa when I came home from work sipping a glass of wine and wearing her bath robe. That's odd, I thought to myself. It's only like seven in the evening and she looked ready for bed.
"Hey honey, what's going on?" I asked as I threw my overcoat to the side and walked over to where she was sitting. She smiled brightly at me and leaned off the sofa to peck my cheek.
Setting her wine glass down she patted the couch cushion besides her indicating for me to join her. I sat next to her and she rested her hand on my thigh. "I have some news..." she slightly looked to the side and cocked her head. "Well, maybe not news... an idea?"
"Where are the kids?" I asked her. Turns out they were gone for the night thanks to good old grandma and grandpa. I honestly appreciated them helping with the kids, as it did make it so much easier for Marin and I to play; but I still hated those two people... but that's another story for another time.
I smiled. "Great, what is it?" I asked enthusiastically. Her fingers began to gently twirl and slide on my upper thigh.
"When I went out to the clubs with the girls then came home and we talked about everything I did... that was fun, right?" She asked leaning in closer to me as she spoke. I nodded and began to brush her hair from her face.
"Where you jealous at all... or even a little mad when you found out I let those guys finger me?" Her gentle slides on my thigh started to turn to gentle squeezes. I shook my head.
"Not at all, I thought that was so fucking hot babe."
She grinned at me. "What about knowing I'd sucked two of their cocks?"
Again I shook my head. "Same, although I found the sucking a lot hotter." I grinned back at her.
"Okay... so I have a question and be honest... completely honest, okay?" She climbed on top of me as she asked. I began to feel that familiar feeling in my stomach. Maybe this was when she would tell me what I didn't guess.
"Did you have sex that night?" I blurted out jumping to conclusions. She cocked an eyebrow and looked at me like I was insane.
"You asked me if I had sex that night, and I told you no. That was the only fucking rule Chris." As she talked I began to think I had somehow messed up the mood. Damn, was I acting jealous for stupid shit? Did I just fuck up whatever she was plotting? I needed to fix this... and quick.
"I know babe... I'm just messing around. Calm down baby, we're good." I faked a smile but I could tell she wasn't buying it.
She propped herself up with her arms behind resting on my knees. "What are you doing?" She didn't look exactly angry, but definitely annoyed. I grabbed her arms and placed them in front of us leaning in and hugging her.
"Sorry... I don't know why I asked that." I said into her ear softly.
She freed her arms and wrapped them around me as well. "If this is going to work... and I think it would be the greatest thing either of us could ever experience... You need to trust me like I trust you."
