Up until my wife turned 40, we had never broken our marriage vows. Turning 40, for me was not a big deal. Not so with Jan.
It became the turning point in our lives, that continued for the next 17 years.
We both had careers. She a teacher and I in the military. We only had one child, a daughter. Jan could not have anymore, because of complications during the birth of Diane.
The night of her 40th birthday, we went out for a nice dinner, along the waterfront and afterwards, walked down the street to a lounge, that was featuring a band. Being it was Friday night, the place was jumping.
After a couple drinks, Jan wanted to dance. We danced several dances, slow and fast and when I wanted to take a break and have another drink, she said she was going to just stay on the floor and dance by herself.
That didn't last long before she was approached by a guy, much younger than her. I saw her shake her head yes and they started dancing.
Now Jan looks several years younger than she is, mainly because she is barely 5'4", slender, with D cup breasts that really stand out on her small frame. She is a redhead, with freckles and the whole package just makes her look younger. Not to mention the short skirt and camisole top she was wearing, bare legs and strappy sandals with 2" heels.
I watched them dance for a couple dances, when another young guy, approached, apparently, a friend of her dance partner. They both started dancing with her, one in front and one in back. I watched for the remainder of that dance, then got up and went out to get her.
She didn't object. Told the guys that she enjoyed the dances and walked back to our table.
I had ordered her a drink and after downing about half of it, she stated, "I still have it, don't I."
What could I say, except, "Yes, honey, you do." Little did I know that this would be the beginning of 17 years of sharing my wife, with other guys.
The next week Jan was quite, like something was on her mind and it seemed, at times that she was about to say something and then changed her mind.
By Friday, I had enough and asked her what was on her mind because she had been acting strange all week.
She told me it was about Friday night and dancing with those guys.
"I like the attention, not that you don't give me attention but it was just different, exciting that at 40 years old I could still attract men much younger than myself."
"So what are you saying, that you want to go out with other, younger guys."
"No I am not saying that, exactly, I want to try being with another guy, with you there."
"You want me to watch you with another guy."
"Noooooooo, I want us to invite another guy to have a threesome with us."
"Are you serious, Jan, do you really think I am going to go along with that."
"I was hoping that we could try it and if you can't deal with it, I promise to never bring it up again."
That got me thinking. "Does that mean that we can invite other women into our bed, also. Why should I be tied down to one woman, if you are not going to be tied down to one man."
She got a shocked look on her face. Obviously, she had never thought that would come up.
"Aaaah, well, yes if you found someone, then under the circumstances I would have to go along with it."
Now was the time to get everything out in the open about what she wanted.
"Jan, do you want to go back to that lounge and see if those guys are there or do you want to find someone, some other way.?"
"I think the first guy, David, was hot and I wouldn't mind getting to know him better. The other guy was okay, but to full of himself. "
"Here is what we will do, Jan, we will got there tonight. You get dressed to impress and we will take it from there. If he is there, I suggest we invite him over to our table under the guise of letting him dance with you, as I am not that much into dancing and that you love to."
She was all smiles and threw her arms around me and kissed me like she hasn't done in ages. She was trying to shove her tongue down my throat one second and then sucking on mine the next.
Hell, maybe this wouldn't be to bad after all, I thought, as she let go of me, stroked my cock through my pants and hurried into our bedroom.
I heard the shower start to run and went into watch her. The shower doors are clear glass, put in for my viewing pleasure. She saw me standing there and showed me a small pair of scissors and her razor. The trimmed her landing strip and shaved the rest of her pubic area and pussy. She turned off the shower and I knew, she wanted my to shave her butt crack.
After all of the shaving and trimming was done she took her shower and washed her hair. When she stepped out, I held up the towel for her and she stepped into it and I dried her off.
"No, shoo, let me do my hair and get ready. Why don't you pick out something that you would like to see me in tonight."
Her closet reminds me of a women's clothing store, but I managed to find something, I knew she would look good in, as well as sexy.
It was a yellow sundress, that buttoned up the front, with big white buttons. The bodice, dipped a couple inches and would show off her nice big tits, that would be held up high by the white, strapless half bra I picked out for her to wear. The hem would come to about 5 inches above her knees. As it was summer and quite warm, I chose not to burden her with stockings. My next item was the matching high cut white silk and lace panties. The same white, strappy sandals with the two inch heels, that she wore last Friday, finished off the ensemble.
When she came out of the bathroom, her hair was piled on her head in a random manner, which I always found sexy and a good look for her. She went into her jewelry box and took out a pair of gold hoop earrings and a gold chain that fit tight like a choker around her neck.
I could smell her body lotion, a peach scent that was her favorite. Usually she did not wear perfume when she used that lotion but tonight I saw her dab Satin & Lace between those large globes of her breasts and one on each side of her vagina, before reaching down to pickup the panties and put them on.
"Oh, I like your choice. I knew you would pick that dress. You think I look so sexy in it."
Next she put on the bra and adjusted it so her nipples and most of her areolas were exposed. I saw her turn and she pulled on her big nipples and they stuck out over a half inch.
She unbuttoned the dress and asked if I could hold it so she could slip into it. She always had something for me to do when she gets dressed. Two buttons on the bottom and one on the top were left undone, after donning it. A lot of inner thigh and cleavage would be on display tonight. She slipped into her sandals, buckled them, stood up straight, turned all the way around and asked.
"Is this the effect you were going for?" I had to agree it was.
The last thing she did was put on a pale pink lipstick. Lipstick is the only makeup she ever uses and it always matches the color of her finger and toe nails.
She then walked up to me and put her hands on my shoulders and said, "Honey, no matter what happens tonight, it will be just you and me in our bed, when morning comes."
Now that I was glad to hear. Just hope things work out that way.
Living in a beach community in Southern California, we are blessed with many places to have a great dinner and night time entertainment. We chose a very lively Mexican restaurant for dinner and to show Jan off. She had also developed a desire to exhibit her womanly charms.
After dinner, in which we had consumed two margaritas, we went into the lounge and sat at the bar. Jan faced the room as she slid herself up onto the bar stool. Giving anyone that cared to look, a view that almost exposed her white, lacy panties. Once on the stool, she left the dress where it lay and crossed her shapely, tanned legs. Now she definitely had the attention of many of the males and a table of three women.
I ordered and when the drinks came she turned half way around, facing me and said, "I think I have the interest of some pretty hot guys."
By the time our first drink was almost empty, two more appeared before us.
The bartender pointed to a middle aged gentleman, sitting at a table by himself, at the end of the bar.
We both looked at him and raised our glasses and he waved us over. Jan looked at me and I just shrugged. What the hell, he did buy us BOTH a drink. Jan slid off the stool and gave the bar another flash of high thigh.
As we approached he stood up and introduced himself as David and invited us to sit down. We introduced ourselves, Tom and Jan.