Readers, this is 100% fiction written in the first person. It involved wife swapping and adultery. This is a mix of fantasy yet with the consequences of actions.
"Chuck and Lori are coming over tomorrow night," said my wife Barbara, known more affectionately as Barbie to her friends and family. "Duke, I put some steaks in the fridge for seasoning since they seem to like the way you prepare and barbeque your meats."
Chuck and Lori Easter were our neighbors that lived directly behind us. We bought our house 13 years ago and two years later Chuck and Lori moved into their home.
We met by talking to each other through the dog-eared redwood fencing that separated our yards. Soon, we began to walk back and forth around the other side of the block to visit in our homes and patios.
7 years ago, Chuck and I removed part of the fence and put in a swinging gate so that we could easily access each other's homes.
Yes, we had become such good friends. Their daughter and our daughter were the same age and graduated from high school together. Although it would have been nice for our daughters to go to college somewhere closer to our Southwest Missouri homes, their daughter, Misty went to Florida, and our daughter Wendy went to Georgia. The girls are now 26 years old and married.
Misty married first and Wendy moved to Florida to be closer to her best friend. Soon after, she met her future husband.
For us, the friendship with the Easters was natural. Chuck is a home mortgage lender, while my wife, Barbie, has been a business loan specialist for many years.
I have been a sociology professor at the local college for over 25 years and began doing some online trading from my home office for the past 6 years. In fact, I have cut down on my teaching schedule so I can devote more time to my trading.
I'm 55 years old and retiring in a few months. My work from home will be a great supplement to my retirement pay.
Barbie has one year before she can retire. She is very good at managing money and has done a masterful job of preparing for her retirement...and mine.
Chuck is 57 and preparing for retirement within the next four months. Lori is 55 and has been a 1
st
grade teacher for the past 29 years. Her full retirement won't be in effect for another year.
The natural aspect of our friendship was determined early. Both Lori and myself are jokesters. We both have a rather juvenile sense of humor. I learned early that Lori is the more uninhibited of the two. There has never been a subject matter that is taboo for her.
About her only inhibition would be in the way she dresses. She's a tall redhead with a very slender body. She isn't large chested at all and her rear is equally slender.
She isn't nearly as attractive as Barbie is, but she atones for it with an infectious laugh (more like an exaggerated giggle), a delightfully positive outlook on life, and a captivating personality.
From the beginning, we were practically best buddies. It wasn't a physical attraction at all, at least from my perspective. However, over time I began seeing her in a more sexual way.
At work, she's the polar opposite. She is serious about her work and the playful and juvenile part of her personality is not on display. She has been a highly respected educator at the school from the beginning of her career. She has had the privilege of teaching many of the children of the children in her classes. This past year, she had the
grandson
of one of the children she taught in her first year.
She was the direct opposite of Barbie, who was a voluptuous brown-haired woman, although barely over five feet tall. She epitomizes the term "stacked" with her C cups and nicely rounded ass. She also has a very pretty face.
In fact, when we first met, I would easily get jealous when other guys gave her a lot of attention. I always saw myself as just an average guy that somehow landed the hottest girl on the planet. Even to this day, she still turns heads. I learned to appreciate it. I was the one that got to be in bed with her each night.
Sometimes I still don't believe that Barbie realizes her appeal to the opposite sex. Even now, she is still very appealing. She looks younger than her 55 years, yet she seems surprised when someone compliments her on her looks.
With all that said, the friendship had always been completely free of any jealousies, although the close friendship between myself and Lori was obvious to all as well as the closeness between Barbie and Chuck.
The invisible wall was there. There was an unspoken rule that the friendships don't extend into the bedrooms. Neither of us ever attempted to break that rule.
On this Saturday night, I had just pulled the Ribeye Steaks from the grill while the ladies were preparing the table with side dishes, plates, and silverware.
None of us were too big on drinking alcohol. Chuck and I enjoyed a couple of beers and the ladies had their red wine with dinner. The dinner conversations were of the usual variety...work, local issues, kids, etc.
Suddenly, Lori broke the ice with a startling revelation.
"You know, three years ago, Chuck and I dabbled into the swinging scene. We didn't tell you two about it because we didn't want to hurt our friendship.
We found a couple, Earl and Jo, that seemed to be a good match for us. However, that turned out to be a disaster. We won't make that mistake again."
"Disaster?" asked Barbie, more concerned about how it was a disaster than the fact they even considered swinging as an option.
"Not for us," Lori replied. "For them. Jo wanted all the privileges of doing what she wanted with Chuck, but if I got too close to Earl, her ugly jealous side showed up."
"So, you did end up swapping?" asked Barbie. "Not just talking about it?"
"Yes, a few times," admitted Lori. "That's in the past. We were just looking for something to spice things up between us. We enjoyed our part of it. We just couldn't handle Jo's ridiculous jealousy issues. Again, that was in the past."
"You see," added Chuck, "we weren't just out looking for new partners to swap. We wanted to swap with people we cared about. You know, friends. Once, Jo came over here while Lori was gone, and we had sex. The next week, Lori and Earl met at a hotel after work one day. That infuriated Jo. That was the last straw for us.
We haven't heard from them in over two years. They live in Rogers, Arkansas as far as we know. We assume they're still together."
"Why are you telling us this?" asked Barbie. "It's kind of disturbing. You wanted to swap with friends, but didn't even consider us?"
"Hell, yeah we did," shot back Lori. "We considered it a lot. The problem is that we didn't want it to ruin our friendship. We love you two too much to ruin it. We wanted friends, not our best friends. Does that make sense?"
"Besides, you would have said no to it anyhow," added Chuck. "I can't picture Duke letting me have Barbie. It doesn't sound like something he'd do for anyone."
Chuck was right. I had experienced carnal thoughts about Lori before, but I knew that it was a fantasy only. I had thought of Chuck with Barbie because I knew how close they were. Still, I knew Chuck was too honest to do something like that behind my back or his wife's back.
Our friendship had been based on mutual trust. Although Lori's off-color comments could be interpreted as suggestive, it was always general in its content, never anything personal towards me.
She would often joke about the disparity in the size of her breasts and the size of Barbie's breasts. She bragged about her lack of grooming habits below her waist. She often bragged that she wasn't wearing a bra.
That part I knew because although her breasts weren't large, they were quite pointed. Wearing a simple t-shirt without a bra, her nipples would create an obvious indentation in her fabric. I always thought that she made comments like that to make me look. It worked. Still, she never went further than that. In short, it was just the kind of personality she had.
She often recognized that she was a "plain Jane". She seemed to relish that role. She enjoyed compensating for her lack of looks with her personality. She did it well. To be fair, she was not ugly at all. "Plain Jane" is the most appropriate term, but I didn't care. She was a great friend and I often tried to picture her without her clothes on while I held her naked body next to mine as we kissed. It was just a fantasy, though.
"I understand," said Barbie, "but at least you could have asked. The worst that could happen is we would have said no."
"Or, you would have thought less of us and that would have hurt us as well," replied Chuck. "Our friendship with those two lasted about six weeks. Remember that weekend we went to Vegas three years ago? We went with them. We had adjoining rooms. We switched rooms and partners.
We preferred separate rooms, so we'd lock the door between us. Jo wanted to see what her husband was up to the whole time. Although we kept our separate rooms, she still would grill him afterwards about what they did. The warning signs were there."
"I don't think anything less of you," I told them. "Look, we've all been married for over 30 years. Whether in private or what you two did with another couple, we all look for ways to mix things up. Something new. Acting out fantasies. Keeping it fresh. You just went further than we ever would, that's all. That took a lot of guts."
"And a lot of trust," added Lori. "Hell, letting any other woman with my guy wasn't easy. Of course, Chuck trusting me with someone else was also risky...and I really liked Earl. He was a good lover. If it wasn't for Jo's insecurities, we'd probably still be doing it."
Although I wasn't sure, I began to wonder if they were trying to measure our interest in swapping with them. I knew beyond doubt that there was a mutual attraction. I knew that Barbie liked Chuck as a friend and had admitted that he was an attractive guy.
I also knew that Lori and I would be naturally compatible lovers together. That was never a doubt. However, was that what they were trying to find out without saying it?
I was trying to read Barbie's expressions as well. Although we had admitted to each other that we found our friend's spouses to be desirable, we had never discussed a possibility of swapping with them. That seemed so far-fetched, even for a fantasy.
It was Chuck that cut through the periods of awkward silence.
"If we had asked you to do it, would you?"
Barbie quickly gave the honest answer.
"I don't know, Chuck. This is something you two have talked about before. Probably often. I have never discussed this with Duke before. Never. We like you two. We love you two. Yes, there appears to be a physical attraction, but that doesn't mean we would have been ready to go that far."
Lori stared at Barbie. Barbie wasn't ready for what she was going to hear.
