My husband Tom and I are sexually adventurous. I did not realize how adventurous though until this past Halloween. Let me start by saying we are swingers. I have never liked the term, but it still best describes the lifestyle we like to participate in. It particularly is easiest to use the term for people not familiar with the culture.
I am forty-four years old, and Tom is forty-five. We have been married for twenty-four years, and together for twenty-seven. We started dating when I was seventeen years old. By the end of our first date, I knew he was the man I would spend the rest of my life with. I fell in love instantly and he would tell you the same.
We got married while in college, and I had my son Brian right after I finished school at twenty-one. Three years later, we had my daughter Tess. We were on our way throughout life as a normal married couple and parents of two. Our love never faltered; yet after ten years or so, our sex life did.
It certainly was not because of our looks. Tom looks better now than he did when we were young. He has dark black hair but recently has started to show some salt-and-pepper gray. He still is in perfect shape. He is not buff or muscular, but there is no fat on his body either. He really is a wonderfully great looking man.
As for me, I have shoulder length auburn hair and I guess I can say I'm still attractive for my age. My nightly regiment of skin creams has helped prevent wrinkles. I definitely look younger than my actual age of forty-four.
I still have a good body. I have a few more pounds than when I was a teenager. However, many of those pounds found their way to the right parts of my body. Luckily, they now accentuate my hips and chest. The bra I'm wearing is about a 34C. Unfortunately there's quite a bit of sag to my breasts after two children. I work this to my advantage however because with the right bra and top I show off unbelievable cleavage.
In addition, both Tom and I have always appreciated my large areolas and extremely pointy nipples. When I was younger I was extremely self-conscious about them. On the contrary, Tom has since made me extremely proud of my breasts. Numerous compliments from the men at these various parties have also strengthened my confidence.
Despite our continued good looks, there still did not seem to be the same sexual desire we always had. Luckily, we were both smart enough to openly discuss it with each other. Instead of letting our urges lead us to secret affairs with others, we decided to explore new options together.
So over the past eleven years, Tom and I go to various parties four or five times a year and expand our sexual horizons. Many times we will participate together with another couple. Sometimes we have simply swapped partners during the evening.
We find it very fun to try to pick each other's partner for that particular evening. I find myself very excited when I am crawling into bed with a man my husband just selected for me. It turns me on knowing Tom is fully aware and approves of the fact that a strange man will be fucking me senseless.
However, I think I'm even more excited imagining Tom thoroughly enjoying himself with the woman I pick for him. Jealousy has never interfered and this lifestyle has allowed us to be extremely adventurous. At the Halloween party last month however, we both went further than we ever imagined.
Every Halloween, we make sure we don't miss the party. There is something about the anonymity of the costumes that enhances the sexual experience. We have found in most cases the costumes everyone chooses are extremely anonymous and usually have masks. This allows so much more freedom.
Even though most party goers are uninhibited, there still are certain people you might not want to be with. There also are sometimes things you might not do. But with the anonymity of a mask, everyone will push their limits further than they ever imagined. Tom and I definitely can now attest to this.
With Halloween on a Sunday, most Halloween parties where the night before. Tom and I were having dinner in the kitchen. We were anxiously waiting for our chance to dress up and go to our party later in the night. Halfway through the meal, the doorbell rang. Neither one of us wanted to get up. Reluctantly, I rose from the table to see who was ringing the bell.
As I saw the figures through the frosted glass on the door, I could tell someone was on our doorstep with costumes. I had to think twice about the date and whether or not trick-or-treaters were already here. I turned on the porch light and opened the door to see a young couple dressed like "sexy ninjas". I had seen this before but could not think where. So as I stood in front this couple I must have looked thoroughly confused. I had no idea why they were here or who they were dressed as.
They both started to chuckle.
"Trick-or-treat!" they said laughingly.
I still stood there with a confused look on my face. By now, Tom was approaching the door from behind me. I was hoping he could perhaps help figure this out. It was then the "trick-or-treaters" gave in and decided to help me out.
"Mom, it's us," the man said.
At this point, I recognized the voice as my son's.
He continued, "pretty cool, huh?"
They both turned around on the doorstep showing their entire costumes. It was at this point I realized just how wonderful the costumes were. Not only in terms of what they were, but also how attractive my son and daughter-in-law looked.
I opened the door wide. "Get in here!" I demanded in a faux angry voice.
Their costumes definitely looked familiar, but I could not tell exactly where I had seen these outfits before.
"I give up," I continued as they stepped inside, "who are you guys supposed to be?"
"Mortal Kombat," Brian said, "I'm Sub Zero."
"And I'm Mileena," my daughter-in-law Sherry explained. She spun around to show her complete costume, or lack thereof, one more time as she revealed her identity.
It was then I remembered watching Brian play that damn video game growing up. I remembered all the times I complained about the violence and the half naked women. As I looked at the two of them now though, they both were extremely hot.
Brian's costume left his arms exposed except for black pads on his forearm and bicep. I could still see the muscles underneath and in his shoulders. His mask covered his face except for his eyes. It was a complete black hood. There was a zipper on the bottom half that he could open up to talk. The way the costumes fit coupled with his definitely strong body made him look extremely attractive right then.
After staring for quite a while I then took a look over at his lovely bride, Sherry. Like Tom and I, the two of them started dating early in high school. They both were now twenty-three years old and they grew up together. Ever since they were fifteen, it seems the two of them were inseparable.
Sherry's costume was fabulous. She looked stunning. I know this because my husband was practically falling all over himself. I reminisced about the half naked women in the video game, and now was looking at one in the flesh. "Mileena" wore a purple outfit. It was shiny purple and like a bathing suit. But it only covered the minimal areas of her body where it had to. She had the purple boots going up to her knees and the purple veil that covered her face below the eyes. The most amazing part of her costume was she had died her blonde hair jet black. I think this more than anything was why I didn't recognize her at first.
As I looked at her body I quickly realized it was her. Many previous times I had found myself jealous of her body and just how fabulous she looked. Her breasts were probably size 32 or 34 and most likely only a B cup. I always have admired her chest. They were not as big as mine, yet she wore them well. She also would not have to worry as much with problems related to sagging when she gets older. The way this outfit tonight squeezed them and showed them off made them look bigger than I had ever noticed.
As my eyes traveled down her body I saw her perfect thighs which were still just as tan as they were this summer. The treat I saw further down though were the light purple "fuck me" boots. They were lavender and glimmered in the light. They started just above her knees and worked their way down to her stiletto heels. How the hell she walked in those I will never know, but damn they made her look good.
Even more exciting though was watching my husband practically drool over her. It became pretty obvious Tom could not take his eyes off of her. I think she noticed too, and overall she was excited to go to her party and show off. I became a little scared myself because of the urges she stirred within me as well. Both of these kids looked excitingly gorgeous.
"So where are you guys off to?" I asked.
"There are actually two parties we're going to go to," Brian answered. "One of her coworkers is having a party, and then we also heard about another party we are going to try."
"Well let me get a picture before you go," I said acting like a typical mom.
The two of them stood side-by-side with their daggers and weapons in hand. I snapped a picture with my iPhone, and then took one more for good measure. After the second shot they started to head for the door.
"So are you guys going to a party again this year?" Brian asked.
"No, not this year, " Tom lied.
I wondered why he said this as the two of us said our goodbyes. We watched the kids walk towards the car. I know Tom particularly had his eyes on "Mileena's" ass as it wiggled when she walked.
"What was that about?" I asked him as I closed the door.
"It's their night," he said.
