My name is Mike and my wife's name is Carol. We are not what you call your typical swingers, or even a typical cuck couple. We are more opportunists, and by that I mean we may have a sexual encounter, and then not have another one for several years. I'm in my mid-60's and Carol just turned 60 years old. But I can tell you that almost everyone thinks she looks like she's in her 40's. She's a beautiful natural red head and still has a good figure.
Last week Carol contacted a guy to stain our backyard deck and BBQ bar. The unique thing about this guy was that about 10 years earlier we met him at a cookout of a friend of ours. Even then Carol thought he was hot looking. When we got home that night, we fucked and she talked about fucking him because she knew that talk like that always really turned me on. It made for a fun night, but we never ran into him again until we contacted him about the deck staining job. Carol didn't even actually remember him, and I tried to remind her who he was.
When Carol told me that she contacted a person on Facebook about staining our deck, she said his name was Jimmy. She showed me the message she had sent and I looked up his profile and sure enough it was the same Jimmy we knew from the cookout. I showed her his picture, and reminded her about that cookout we had attended many years ago, and how horny it made her and she just laughed. In his reply, he agreed to come by the next morning to give us an estimate. Carol let Jimmy know that she would be at work, however I would be home all day and stopping by the next morning would be a good time to look at the deck and provide a quote. When he arrived the next morning I showed him the work we wanted done and he gave me the estimate. I asked when he could start and said he could start the next day, but he had to pressure wash the deck first and then come back a couple of days later to stain it and finish the job. I told him that would work out fine.
During the time we were waiting on Jimmy to stain the deck, I was constantly kidding Carol about fucking him. I even told her maybe he'd give a discount for a good fuck. She laughed it off, but I was trying to at least plant the idea in her head. She even kidded about it some and I could tell it was making her horny, although truthfully I didn't know if she would really do anything. There's a big difference in talking shit and doing it.
A couple of days went by and Jimmy came over to stain our deck. It took him about 6 hours to finish the job and when he was done I went outside to inspect his work and offered him a beer. We sat on the deck and finished off a couple of beers and I thought what the hell, so I reminded him of our first meeting at the cookout several years back. He said he remembered the cookout, but not any details of it. I was pretty nervous about what I was getting to ask, so I took a big gulp of my beer and told him my wife pointed him out to me at the cookout and said that she thought he was HOT. I could see Jimmy getting a little uncomfortable, he didn't say anything and just kept staring ahead as I continued to talk.
I told Jimmy that Carol and I occasionally "partied" and had adult fun, but we hadn't done anything in quite awhile. I thought to myself, I couldn't stop now, and let Jimmy know that Carol still thought he was hot looking guy, but I wasn't she would really do anything, nor did I really even know if he was even interested.
Jimmy said that he didn't know if he would be comfortable with all that was "involved", and I let him know that I was a straight guy that liked to watch his wife with other guys. Jimmy said he wouldn't even know what to do if he came over and
I told him that a few beers that I might suggest they go to the bedroom on their own for some fun, but we'd play it by ear if he were interested. He said he was interested, but nervous about the whole thing. We planned for Jimmy to leave now and come back later for the payment of his services. Jimmy headed home and said he would come back about 6pm which was about an hour after Carol got home from work.
