It must have been a year ago or more that my wife of 20 years asked about wife swapping with our friends across town. We've known the couple, Brian and Debbie from our college days. We were lying in bed cuddling after sex when she brought this up. I don't remember everything I said exactly but it went something like this:
"First my dear bride, you can call me old fashioned, but I don't believe in sex outside our marriage. Second, Debbie was the biggest slut on campus, and I wouldn't fuck her then and I certainly wouldn't fuck her 20 years and 50 pounds later. And I can't believe you would even consider fucking Brian; how would you get around that belly. None of the people we knew back in college has let themselves go more that Brian. I think tomorrow we need to sit down and have a serious discussion about what our wedding vows mean."
I grabbed my pillow and headed to our guest room, formerly occupied by our son who was now in college.
"You are such a dinosaur Mark. People don't think that anymore."
"Is this some trash shit you read on-line or some woman's magazine. If the idea of faithfulness makes me a dinosaur, then I was a dinosaur when you married me, and I'll still be a dinosaur when I divorce your ass."
The idea of divorce must have scared her because she didn't say anything more that night and when I brought it up over breakfast she said just forget it. But you have to know my wife Marge, she wasn't going to forget it, but she would forget this conversation.
Like travel soccer games, every time we had to travel an hour or more for one of the kids soccer games, she would bitch the whole trip on why they couldn't play somewhere closer. As often as possible I would try and leave her home. Maybe the mom gene would push her to come, and she'd start bitching about the drive again. I lost my temper.
"Jesus Christ Marge, I am fucking tired of you bitching every time we have to travel for a soccer game. Stay the fuck home, I really don't want you to come."
"I'm sorry Mark, I didn't realize I did every game. It always seemed like an original thought."
That was the last time she bitched about away games, but it was also the last one she attended, even for the kid's high school teams.
Being certain that the conversation wasn't over, I went to talk to a lawyer. I explained that I thought my wife was going to cheat on me. Basically, I was going to be fucked but not as bad as most men. The house belonged to my parents who had been living in Florida so they could have her evicted. They let us move in about ten years earlier. Legally, infidelity wasn't a thing in our state but there were certain judges, both men and women, who hated cheaters.
He suggested getting Marge to sign a post-nup and handed me a standard form he used. It would have to be done in his office. But proving infidelity would be difficult, essentially you would have to show Marge having sex with someone else. Most people try and use video from a hotel room which would violate a right to privacy and get thrown out. I didn't want to divorce Marge, but I could never tolerate if she cheated.
I said, "Marge, I know you said forget your suggestion about swapping with another couple, but I don't believe you will forget it and six months from now we'll be having a similar conversation. I went to see a divorce lawyer today."
"What the fuck Mark, I told you to forget it."
"I read the article in Cosmo your read, how married women can add some zest and surprises into their sex lives. You are not going to forget it like that Audi you had to have. Let's just part ways now before you cheat on me, this way we can still be friends which would be much better for the kids."
"You are really pissing me off Mark, I don't want a divorce, and I will never cheat on you, absolutely fucking never. I'm more worried about you cheating on me with all this talk about divorce, do you have someone waiting in the wings. Is that why you're bringing this up and just using my suggestion of swapping to justify dumping me for another woman."
Marge went storming off to the bedroom crying. I felt bad, but not that bad. Things were icy over breakfast the next morning as we got ready for work. There were no kisses goodbye.
The next night, I put plan b in play.
"Marge, I'm sorry for upsetting you with talk of divorce last night."
"Get it through your thick fucking head Mark, I will never cheat on you."
"I talked to the lawyer again today, he suggested a post-nup."
Marge rolled her eyes and said, "What the fuck is a post-nup?"
"Last night we both swore we would never cheat on each other, and I pray that neither of us do. My plan has always been to grow old with you. The post-nup would make cheating painful, basically giving up rights to any marital assets and support payments."
"So, if you cheat on me Mark, I get all the marital assets, and you would still have to pay me support payments? Where do I sign?"
"We have to do it in his office with a notary. Do you want to have another lawyer look at it?"
"I think you already wasted enough money on lawyers."
"Ok, I'll set up a meeting for Friday after work."
"And Mark, if you have any hopes of getting lucky this weekend, there better be a nice piece of jewelry waiting for me when we get home."
The only question Marge asked the lawyer is what happens if we both cheat. He basically said if you both have sex outside your marriage before the divorce is finalized, the post-nup is voided. Marge had a smug look on her face. We each left with an official copy and the lawyer retained the original. I did have a nice tennis bracelet waiting for her when we got home and I did get lucky, Friday and Saturday nights.
I sincerely thought the subject was dead until maybe three months later. I wish I had written this stuff down.
We were watching a weird movie, Marge liked weird movies. The primary couple are unknowingly invited to a swinging party. As they walk through the mansion, they realize where they are as the sex acts become more vivid. A beautiful blond in a transparent negligee pulls the husband in for a kiss, he's trying to break away as the blond unzips his fly and pulls out his cock, another woman quickly takes his cock into her mouth.
While the wife is watching the two women seduce her husband, a man comes up behind her and starts massaging her breast as he nibbles her neck. She doesn't seem to realize he is naked. A second naked man comes up and starts kissing her and takes over playing with her breast. The first man undoes the zipper on the back of her dress and slides it to the floor. She does not have a bra on, and the second man starts sucking on her tits. Her panties hit the floor and now both men's hands are all over her body and her hands are holding their cocks. They lead her to one of the mattresses and push her down to her hands and knees, one man starts fucking her and the other starts fucking her mouth. Other men are watching, waiting their turn.
I look over at Marge and she's tweaking her nipples and finger fucking herself. Marge turns off the TV and says fuck me now Mark. I oblige. She starts coming when I'm halfway in. To humor her want for something different, I pin her knees by her ears and start slamming into her as hard as possible, She hasn't stopped coming. I need a break, so I pull out and tell her to roll over and put her on her hands and knees. I slam into her cunt again.
Slapping her ass I ask, "Is that what the slut wants, to be doubled team?"
Marge is coming harder than I've ever seen before and can't speak, only moan. She's almost a ragdoll when I come inside her and she collapses on the bed. I head into the bathroom and find her snoring when I come out.
She's all aglow over breakfast, "Where has my man been hiding that stuff. My pussy is almost as sore as my ass. Can I ask what brought that on?"
"I'm a man, I like porn and watching you masturbate next to me was a turn on."
"Well, I guess we'll have to that more often, but not tonight or I won't be able to walk tomorrow."
She sat on my lap and gave me a big kiss. I wondered if she knew that scene was
in the movie.
We continued a similar routine over the next few weeks. Marge always had a porn movie featuring a wife getting taken by multiple men, usually a public scene. I wasn't sure whether it was the multiple men part or the public display. The one that turned her on the most, was a scene where the starlet and her husband are at a club sitting at a table near the dance floor. A gentleman asks the starlet to dance, she accepts, and he leads her onto the dance floor. One of his hand quickly slips to her ass while the other cups a breast. They begin a deep passionate kiss. Another man comes up behind her as the first man steps away. The second man turns her to face her husband. From behind he makes sure the husband can see his hand mauling her breast. The dress has a deep V in front, the second man pulls the dress apart, exposing her tits to the husband who just sits there.
Other men step in to dance with the wife. One slides his hand other front of her dress, clearly playing with her pussy. The wife is moaning in pleasure. Someone undoes the zipper on her dress, she allows it to fall to the floor and she steps out of them. She is closer to her husband now, kissing another man naked except her fuck me heels, stockings and a thong. The thong quickly joined her other clothes. Men were sliding their fingers into her pussy and then into her mouth where she sucked them clean.
The husband sat in his chair, appearing unresponsive.
One man was laying on the floor, naked with his large cock standing at attention. The other men lifted the wife and slowly lowered her onto the waiting cock. She began sliding up and down on the cock while other men took turns pushing their cocks into her mouth.
Marge paused the video there, got on her hands and knees and asked me to fuck her. I slid my thumb into her dripping cunt. She was staring at the screen. I started working my thumb into her ass, she moaned. I gave her was a sharp slap.
"What do you want slut?" As I started working my thumb in a out of her ass.
"Please fuck you slut Mark."
From out of nowhere, she pulled out an average size dildo and started sucking on it. I took it away from her and worked it into her cunt. My thumb was still in her ass. She shuddered in an orgasm with both her holes filled.
"Whores like you want cocks covered in their juices. Which hole does the slut want me to fuck."
"Both please."
I shoved my cock in and started fucking her as hard as I could. I smacked her ass calling her a whore and a slut. Marge kept saying she was a whore; she was a slut and loved my cock. There was some Vaseline in the bedside table and started lubing up her ass. In the beginning, Marge use to like getting her ass fucked, that went away somewhere during the first ten years of our marriage. Her ass was pretty tight, and it took a bit to get the head in. Marge came.
While fucking her ass, I started abusing her tits. Marge never enjoyed pain before but recently, she began loving it. I twisted her nipples, and she came, I slapped her ass, and she came, I pulled her upright with a handful of her hair and she came, I slapped her breasts, and she came. I let go of her ass and she collapsed onto the bed, the fake cock back in her mouth.
"Play with your clit slut and make yourself come for me."
She came pretty hard and so did I. After a few minutes, I got up and washed her shit off my dick and tossed her a clean damp washcloth. She cleaned herself off and sat back up on the bed, staring at the screen again.
Marge said, "Wouldn't you love to do that Mark, to watch me get ravaged by all those men?"
"That's a good indicator on how far we've grown apart. Because what I still love is you Marge, and it would break my heart to see you with another man. What Marge loves is Marge, and no one else matters."
I grabbed my pillow and headed to the guest room. The world was turning in circles. It took Marge almost five minutes to notice I was gone. She came barging into the room screaming "what the fuck."
"We just had some fantastic sex, and you had to piss all over it."
"You pissed all over it Marge when you tried to take a fantasy game into reality."
