"Truth or Dare!" Kerry shouted.
That's how it all started. Well, I guess when I think about it, it started several months before that, when early seeds were sown that would in many ways, lead to what happened that night.
Let me start with some context.
My wife Kerry and I have been married for 16 years. At 41 years old, she is 5 years my junior, and there is no question, I'm sure to most, she appears far out of my league. She was gorgeous when I met her, and she is just as sexy today. Despite having 2 kids now just hitting their teens, her body is still in amazing shape. She is 5'7" and around 125 lbs.
Beautiful in many ways, I'm certain it's her incredible breasts that most eyes are drawn to when she enters a room. She wears a 34D, and that is to say, they are absolutely perfect! Still full and firm, they look as incredible in the tight t-shirts she frequently wears, as they do in their full glory.
I'm what most would call "average". Not tall, only 5'9", maybe 155 lbs, and in decent shape. I've always known that it was probably a bit of a head-scratcher to most on how she ended up with me. I'm not naive, I've always known what probably first drew her to me. While I can be charming and come across as confident, but at the end of the day, she was a younger girl drawn to a successful guy 5 years her senior who made a very good living. However, since then, we've found so many more things in common and I know there is much more to our marriage than those things.
Our sex life has always been great. We try to openly share what we like. But there are always some thoughts or fantasies that you just don't feel comfortable sharing with your wife. I had one such fantasy that I'd kept secret for years, and finally, a few months ago, I somehow got up the courage to tell her about it.
I sheepishly said, "I've always thought about watching you with another guy."
She was genuinely shocked, and asked why I would want to see that? "Wouldn't you be jealous?".
"Absolutely not," I said with all of the confidence in the world. "I think it would be sexy. It's just sex, it doesn't have to mean anything. I'm confident enough to know that it doesn't change how you feel about me and our marriage."
She didn't seem convinced.
"Haven't you ever thought of being with another guy?" I asked.
"Well no, certainly not since we've been married. I guess there've been times in the past where the idea of being with 2 guys at once sounded like it would be hot, but I don't know that I would have ever been able to go through with it".
That was a surprise to me, it had never crossed my mind she had thoughts like that.
"Well
that
would be fun too
;
but I meant me just
watching
you with another guy, not participating. Maybe as if I'm being forced to watch you, pretending I didn't like it." I said with slight embarrassment as I heard the words come out of my mouth.
Her shock was obvious, but she didn't seem judgmental about it. Eventually, I could see I wasn't going to get far with this, so I dropped it.
A few times after that, I tried to bring it up again, usually after several glasses of liquid courage. One curious thing I began to notice is that shortly after those conversations we would end up having some of the best sex of our marriage. As we were in the heat of the moment, I would start to picture her with another guy, and my virility and stamina kicked into high gear. I also wondered if sometimes similar thoughts crossed her mind, as I started to notice she seemed hornier than usual after those conversations.
So life went on like that for a few months, the fantasy seeming to fuel many of our love-making sessions. A couple of times it was even Kerry that brought it up, and I knew she was playing along knowing it got me hot. But it was good enough for me, and our sex life was better than ever.
Then two weekends ago, we were invited to another couple's house for an evening of card games and drinks. It was one of Kerry's friends from college, Shannon, and her husband Shane. Frankly, I'd only met Shane once before, and I thought he was rather arrogant.
The thought crossed my mind he may not be so full of himself if he heard some of the stories Kerry told me Shannon had shared with her. As it turns out, Shannon wasn't the most faithful wife. She once confided in Kerry that behind Shane's back, she sometimes visited online dating sites to find guys interested in one-night stands! She would set up a time and place (usually a motel, though once she said she brought him back to her place when Shane was out of town) and no strings attached, fuck some random guy.
Shannon is probably a few pounds heavier than she used to be but has large beautiful breasts, and a very sultry look to her. And being a guy, ever since Kerry shared that secret with me, I've often found myself fantasizing about how wild Shannon probably was in bed.
The night started like many others. We sat around the table chatting with the drinks flowing. Kerry and Shannon had already arranged ahead of time that since we'd be drinking, Kerry and I would just crash at their place for the night.
By 9 pm, Shane pulled out a deck of cards, and we began a few rounds of Texas Hold'em. Kerry had only played once before, so we spent a good amount of time reminding her of the rules. But by this time she was feeling no pain, and not much seemed to be sinking in. I could see she was losing interest and it was getting frustrating for all of us.
"What other games do you guys know?" Shannon asked.
Without hesitation, Kerry blurted out: "Truth or Dare!"
We all laughed, and I said: "What, are we in high school? I think she meant card games, hun."
I could tell I had embarrassed her with my sarcastic comment, so Shannon spoke up in an attempt to ease the tension.
"No, I like it! Why is it only a game for teenagers? You're only as old as you feel, right? Let's give it a try."
"Sure, I'm in," Shane spoke up, with his typical air of cockiness.
"See Taylor, I told you. Don't always be such a wet blanket!" Kerry shot back, feeling vindicated by everyone else's enthusiasm for her idea.
Now I felt a bit embarrassed and wondered if this may be the beginning of a night of arguing between Kerry and me.
"Ok, you'll have to remind me of the rules," I said.
"Well, I don't remember exactly," said Shannon. "but how about we take this empty bottle and spin it. Whoever it points at gets to challenge a person of their choice with a truth or dare. They decide which they prefer, and you go from there. Then the person who just answered the truth or the dare spins the bottle to find the next challenger. Easy peasy!"
That sounded more confusing than I remembered, but I went along with it.
"Ok, but what happens if you choose not to answer the question or perform the dare?" Shane asked.
Shannon thought briefly before responding. "How about if you refuse to answer truthfully or follow through on the dare, then you have to strip off a piece of clothing. And the challenger you refused will get to choose that item of clothing you have to take off."
"Count me in." Shane chimed in quickly.
"Ooooh, I don't know about that." Kerry hesitated but giggled.
The first thing that came to my mind was getting a chance at seeing Shannon show off those amazing tits, and so I promptly responded "Come on Kerry, who's being the wet blanket now?"
I knew it would get under her skin, and make it difficult for her to back out.
"Ok," she challenged back with a spiteful tone. "But be careful what you wish for, Taylor, you never know what might happen."
