If somebody had told me two months ago that I would be involved in a wife swap, I would have burst out laughing.
Charles had always tried to spice up our sex life. First, it was anal. Then, he wanted a threesome. I wondered what would be next.
Our routine was watching porn before having sex. I felt that Charles was hinting at something when he searched for 'banging another man's wife', but I had no idea what was to come.
"Honey, how'd you feel if we swapped partners for one night?" he asked.
My head snapped toward him. "What?"
I thought he was joking, but he persisted. "It's something new. We both get to experience somebody else. So, it's a win-win if you really think about it."
I was unsure if I should've slapped him or laughed. My eyebrows raised when I waited for Charles to tell me his plan of making the wife swap happen.
"Haven't figured everything out yet, but I'll let you know," he said.
Charles wished me luck for my job interview and said that going there was a formality. I loved that he knew how to calm my nerves.
"We were very impressed with your resume, Jessica, and now that we've gotten to know, we're even more impressed," said the CEO. "We'd love to have you on board."
I smiled and said, "Thank you. It would be my honour."
"Great. You'll be working very closely with Johnson. He's away for a meeting, but we'll introduce you when you start."
Charles lifted and spun me around when I told him. He took me to bed and banged the living daylights out of me. I had multiple orgasms.
During the cuddling, he brought up the wife swap. "I checked online and there's a party at a mansion this weekend. We can check it out, and if it's not your thing, then we'll leave."
I had always been prone to indulge him after he made me cum. I smiled and nodded. He kissed my forehead and said that I would not regret it.
The mansion had a three-metre wall and the most divine gate I had ever seen. The owner had maintained the garden and surrounded it with white and red roses. I told Charles that he should work hard to buy me the place.
Seeing sports and luxury cars in front of the house had made me feel safer. I was worried about being surrounded by creeps, but I didn't mind if they were rich creeps.
I pulled down the visor and checked my hair and make-up. "You're the most beautiful woman I've seen, and I'm willing to bet that you're going to be the most beautiful woman inside. Those rich guys are going to be vying for your attention," said Charles.
I smiled when stroking his face. His fingers intertwined with mine when we walked to the wooden door. It was carved in a magnificent pattern, making me eager to see the inside.
A butler answered the door. Hmmm. I could get used to this lifestyle.
