The weather last weekend was the best so far this year, so, after church on Sunday we had a barbeque. Just my wife and I, which was nice. We both had a couple of beers, and after we'd eaten, we sat in our recliners enjoying the sun, and reading magazines. "I've been thinking," my wife said, putting down her magazine.
"About what my love?" I asked, putting down The Sunday Times.
"When my sister is here she's going to want to meet men, get chatted up, asked on dates etc."
"Yes, of course, I realise that," I said, not at all sure where this was going
"Oh good, I'm glad you understand."
"Understand what?"
"Understand that I'll have to go out with her, regularly, on Friday and Saturday nights, without you."
"Do you mean to pubs?" I really didn't like where this was going.
"Yes, pubs, and also dancing, at the hotel dances."
"But we enjoy those together, why can't I come as well?"
"Because no guy is going to ask Carol to dance when there's a guy there. Anyway, what usually happens is a couple of guys ask a couple of girls to dance, and then take it from there. Same with chatting up in a pub, guys like to work as a pair for courage."
"But what do you mean when you say they will 'take it from there'?"
"Well, you know, buy us drinks, put arms around us, try to kiss us."
"But you're married, to me!" I exclaimed, horrified by what she was saying.
"I know that sweetness, but I'll have to go along with it to a certain amount or they'll just back off and ask some other women. I don't necessarily have to have full sex."
"Not necessarily?"
"Well, I'll have to go along with it to some extent. I mean, if they ask us out on a joint date, for dinner or something, I'd have to say yes, for Carol's sake, and if they take us back to a house, or whatever, I'd have to allow some stuff, so I'm really glad that you understand and won't get jealous."
I'd fantasized about my wife going out with another guy, and maybe making me a cuckold, but this was not a fantasy, and I was starting to feel a bit sick, over the idea of my wife with another man. What if she liked him better than me, what if he had a bigger cock?
"Anyway," she went on, "I'll need you to help me choose what to wear, tell me what guys find sexy, what will send off signals that I'm available."
"But you're not available!"
"Well, I sort of will be, won't I? Do you want to discuss how far you're happy for me to go, just so I have some guidance on what you'll be comfortable with?"
"Oh, ok, I suppose so," Although I wasn't comfortable with any of it.
"So, to start, you understand that I'll be going out with Carol, to pubs and also dancing, hoping that she can meet a guy or guys to go out with and also stay in with?"
"Yes, my love, I've got that."
"Good, so you also understand that we expect guys to chat us up in the pubs, and try to get off with us. I'll wear my wedding ring, so they'll know I'm married."
"Yeah, well, that won't stop them trying to get into your knickers, will it?"
"I certainly hope not, otherwise I won't be able to help my sister. Good point about the knickers, by the way, you need to help me buy some new sexy ones, just in case."
"I'm not sure I'm very happy about..."
"Shush...let's get back to where we were. So, if we meet a couple of guys at a dance, you're happy for me to dance with one of them?"
"Yes, I guess, that should be ok."
"Good, now we're getting somewhere. Also, it's ok if they buy us drinks?"
"Yep."
"And when there's a slow dance, I assume he can put his arms around me to dance close?"
"I suppose that's ok," although I didn't really like the idea.
"Well, the next thing, which I can't avoid, is Carol's guy will start kissing her, or she'll kiss him if he's too shy. So I will have to do the same. You're ok for a guy to kiss me while we're dancing?"
"Well, I'm not very happy about it."
"My love, it's not having sex, just a bit of a snog!"
"Oh, ok, but I think that's far enough"
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to let him do a bit more, until Carol has hauled her guy off to his room for sex. I guess I'll just not tell you about it."
"That doesn't make it better!"
"You are getting your knickers in a twist over this. I thought you would look forward to hearing all about my adventures on Sunday morning while I give you a well deserved slow wank as a reward for being so understanding?"