Summary: Brenda and her husband Harry, begin an open marriage that veers into the incestuous when Brenda's younger sister Becky comes to town and awakens something in her.
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"An open marriage?" Brenda asked, repeating the words her husband had just said.
"Yes. Though I guess they call it 'polyamory' now? I don't know, it's just this stuff I've been reading online." Harry said, showing her his iPad screen with some web article on it. Brenda took the iPad into her hands and read the headline aloud.
"What the hell is this? 'Could an open relationship spice up your marriage?', what the hell kind of websites have you been looking at?" She gave her husband a stern look, though internally, the thought of it made her... aroused. But still, she was hesitant.
Harry looked nervous. "Look, it's like I said the other night, it's not that I don't love you or anything and when you admitted the same to me I didn't feel 'betrayed' or whatever. We do sometimes think about having sex with other people. And we've had some fun with that. The roleplaying was great, so was the porn but..."
Brenda found herself nodding along, also thinking of the time she was blindfolded. Still, she felt she should feel offended. "But you're sick of having sex with me?" Brenda asked, eyebrow raised.
"No. No. I mean... well, aren't you sick of having sex with me?"
Brenda laughed and them sighed. She looked down at the floor for a moment. "I guess?" she said, eyes returning to her husband. "Kind of? But... not like... not all the time... just... look I know when we were younger, before we even met, I know you were a lot like me, having all kinds of 'adventures', but honey, we're in our forties now. We have two kids... I mean swinging? Really?"
"One of them's in college, the the other has almost finished high school. They're both doing their own thing now, we can let them off the leash a little, start focusing on ourselves a little more." Harry reasoned, placing his hands tenderly on her shoulders. "And yeah we're a little older, but you're still sexy as hell." He added with a smirk.
Brenda was struggling to look pissed. "And you're not too bad yourself." She said, stroking his face gently. "I'm not sure if I want to share you... you really want to share me?"
"I dunno, I don't really see it that way." He said thoughtfully, moving his hands down to his wife's waist. "We still kinda 'belong' to each other, it's just our relationship is bigger than just sex, right?"
She nodded slowly. "Honestly... I want this. I think we should try it at the very least, see how it goes... but..." She sighed, "It's not that I don't trust you but I think we need some rules."
"Rules?"
They spent the rest of the afternoon agreeing on rules, doing the best to respect each others boundaries. Among many other things, they both agreed to keep things quiet, they didn't need everyone to know about their 'arrangement', especially their kids. They both agreed to keep each other informed of who they were seeing. They agreed not to bring dates home. They agreed to use protection. They agreed not to sleep with anyone the couple were too familiar with. And they agreed that every Sunday evening they'd have sex with each other and only each other.
That evening, the two of them felt far more emotionally connected, far more understanding of each others' needs and desires. Before going to sleep they had some of the most impassioned sex of their long relationship.
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It had been well over a year since Brenda and Harry had that conversation. Since then, some of those rules had gone out of the window, though of course, not before they discussed things first. This usually happened after their Sunday love making session. They would hold each other in the dark and talk about a few of the 'adventures' they'd had that week and some of the 'adventures' they wanted to go on. What became clear was that both of them wanted to sleep with people both of them knew and were quite familiar with. Though both had expected to feel more jealous when this open relationship began, the couple found they were far more evolved than they realized.
It had started when Brenda ended up sleeping with Mike from her work. Harry didn't mind this breach of the rules, nor did he mind that the two of them would sleep together quite often. In fact he enjoyed Brenda telling him all about her sessions with Mike. Likewise, Brenda got off on Harry telling her all about how he'd end up sleeping with their son's attractive young English teacher Miss Sharp. This led to the two of them sleeping with people far more familiar. Harry would occasionally visit Stacy, a single mother living a couple doors down. Brenda would regularly have 'brunch' with Edith, her close friend living across the street. Both had been on dates with old flames. The two had also ended up 'partner swapping' with Mindy and Todd, a couple they'd been friends with for years.
Brenda loved it, this growing network of friends and acquaintances that were secretly sexually involved with the couple. She sort of understood the appeal of sex with a stranger, and that was often fun - going to a bar in a very short dress and leaving with any random guy who didn't give off a serial killer vibe. But still, there was something about taking a pre-existing relationship and adding a sexual element that really got her going. Harry seemed to feel the exact same way and Brenda loved the fact that they were so likeminded.
Things got a little crazy when both Brenda and Harry mentioned the cousins they'd had little flings with back when they were in their teens. Though at first hesitant to bring family into this, they'd ended up succumbing and ended inviting a few of them over for a little more than dinner. For instance, Brenda invited over her cousin Charlie over for an evening. And after a pleasant dinner followed by some wine and light conversation by the adults, Harry left the room at Brenda's signal, leaving Brenda to remind her still very attractive cousin, about their first time together.
That was another rule that had changed, bringing 'dates' back to the house. It ended up just being more convenient when a date's home was unavailable and the cost of motels started stacking up. Harry and Brenda ensured they were respectful of each other and one would happily use the guest bedroom when the other was in the master bedroom. Their son Sam, it appeared, was none the wiser to any of this, constantly out of the house or up in his room with his gaming headset on full volume.
They were glad about this, eager to continue with this lifestyle but worried their kids might get upset if they found out. With their daughter Jenny off at college, there was less chance of her noticing and they took care to limit their dates on the weekends when she was back, though they preferred spending the evening catching-up with her anyway.
Still, however, they were worried it was getting risky, especially with them taking it to another level by sharing other people as a couple. One or two of Brenda's friends, one of Harry's. A couple of times with Sam and Jenny's old babysitter Maddie. Quite often, especially when Sam was out, Brenda would invite over her old college roommate Patricia. They'd also shared one of Harry's cousins, Chris, the guy he'd first explored his bisexuality with. That had been a very fun evening for all three of them. Though more often than not, they'd been meeting strangers through swingers' dating sites online, but that made the more familiar partners all the more exciting.
They had also enjoyed watching each other with another partner. A number of times Harry had joined Brenda and Edith for 'brunch'. Edith wasn't too into the idea of Harry joining in but she found the idea of an audience very appealing. Brenda had also spent a couple of evenings with Harry's best friend Drew while Harry watched from a corner. Brenda also loved doing the same, watching her husband with some bimbo he'd met at some bar or else with this Julius who he'd met at the gym.
That was the other thing, both of them getting to explore their bisexuality again. Being with a woman was a whole different sexual experience to being with a guy and Brenda felt that both she and her husband needed both. Even with all the LGBTQ acceptance going on in the world, she'd never truly felt included in all of that, her and her husband previously living this very hetero lifestyle. But going out and spending more time with other gay and bi women, especially the younger ones she'd meet at clubs Edith would take her too, she felt more herself than ever before.
All of this had been great for the couple. They felt genuinely happier. Sometimes they felt a little 'sexed out' and would take a little break, except from each other of course. That sex also seemed to improve. They'd both learned a few new things which enhanced it but more than that there was this stronger emotional bond between them. Sex with Harry felt more special to Brenda. It felt more comfortable, more relaxed. Sometimes the guys could be a little rough and the girls a bit demanding. Sex with other people often felt a lot more performative. With Harry she felt like she could be herself a lot more. And there seemed to be lower expectations too. They could be as quick as they needed to be, both knowing exactly the best ways to get the other off. With Harry, it wasn't sex for the sake of sex, it was a chance for her to be intimate with the man she loved more dearly than anyone else in the world. But this didn't mean she regretted opening up her relationship at all. All that sex with other people was a lot of fun. And sometimes you want to go out and have an adventure, but more often you just want to sit at home and watch TV. But all the same, it made her appreciate Harry all the more.
Still, at points, it felt like they had gone a little too far with this, like with what happened with Brenda's sister.
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