Jane and I had been married long enough to have produced three smiling happy children, but something lately had disturbed this vision of domestic peace and tranquility, Jane had been diagnosed with an incurable illness, not a life threatening illness but certainly a life changing one. But not for now, Jane was still in her prime and determined to fight this to her last. I tell you this because it had forced a rethink of what's important in life and what's not, the experiences to enjoy and those to ignore.
I wasn't the only man she had ever known; she had told me of her past, warts and all. Before me, she had two lovers, one a steady boyfriend the other a one-night-stand. The steady boyfriend, Steve had been her first to make love to her, though many other young lads, both before and after him, had been allowed to finger her pussy.
She met me, her husband, when she was just 16 and had our first child when she was 17. It might not have been love at first sight, but it hadn't taken many looks before we were deeply smitten. Honesty with each other was a given and as I said she had told me about her previous experiences. I on the other hand, was virginal but that had soon been taken care of and now we enjoyed a passionate and highly sexual relationship and marriage. Of late I had confessed that I often fantasised about her having sex with another man and she confessed a similar fantasy about seeing me with other women.
One day, out of the blue, she had a call from ex-boyfriend Steve, The Band was doing a gig nearby – would she like to go. Jane had worshipped The Band first time round, but now they were resurgent. She arranged to meet Steve for a coffee and discuss it with him. She told me about it, but I wasn't happy in fact I was deeply suspicious. This was her first love/ex-boyfriend, what was it he wanted?
Eventually I accepted her going with Steve to the concert and the evening approached. I was fantasising about her with him and trying to get my head round a fantasy that excited me but also somehow worried me. My wife with another man bought both a hard-on and pangs of jealousy. Given that Jane had recently been diagnosed with her illness I decided this was one of those experiences we could both enjoy and gave her carte-blanche to do what she wanted that evening, though it had to be that evening alone and she was to tell me everything that happened, she agreed.