5 comments/ 153632 views/ 38 favorites My Wife Fucks Another Man By: DooMyWife2 I have several stories written about the experiences my wife and I have had over the years in the HOT Wife/Swinging Lifestyle. One of the stories I wrote is titled, "The First Time I Ever Watched Another Man Fuck My Wife". That's not really true, that story should be titled, "The First Time I Successfully Shared My Wife With Another Man". My wife and I actually had one other experience before that one, but it wasn't entirely satisfactory, for several reasons, and so I have never really considered it to be our first time, and whenever I have told anyone the story about our first time, I have always told them, the other story. But our real first time, has some interest for those who enjoy the voyeuristic pleasures, and it can also serve as a learning experience for those couples considering trying the HOT Wife/Swinging Lifestyle for themselves, but aren't sure what they need to think about before just jumping in with both feet. So, here's the story of the very first time that I ever watched another man actually fuck my wife: This happened in the early 90's and the Internet wasn't yet as sophisticated as it is today. My wife, Brandie, and I, had been considering actually having another man join us in a threesome for some time and so we placed an ad in a swingers magazine that covered an area several hundred miles around where we live in northern, middle TN., along the border with KY. The ad had a picture of my wife in it, and we had included our email address in the ad. My wife was in her early 40's, but easily passed for 30's, and although not a "Barbie" type model, she was a sexy blond with a pretty face, 38C tits, long sexy legs, a fine ass, and she didn't have any trouble turning heads and getting attention when she wanted it. Of course, we fielded literally hundreds of emails from men interested in fucking my wife. But many of them wouldn't send us a photo and we weren't going to meet anyone without a photo first, (no sense in meeting someone she had no sexual attraction to). Many of them wanted to meet in the middle of the afternoon, on a weekday, no doubt so they could get a quick piece of ass and be back home before their wife knew they weren't at work. We didn't care what the man's marital status was, but we weren't interested in an afternoon quickie, we were hopefully looking for a friend we might meet again. We finally narrowed the field down to a couple of possibles and started trading emails with them to get better acquainted. Finally narrowing it down to one man, we agreed to meet him, in his hometown, about 90 miles from where we lived. We figured that way, if things went south during the meeting, we could always excuse ourselves and go home, easier than hosting him in our hometown and having to tell him, to go home. We were going to meet him on a Friday night at a hotel, he was going to pick us up, take us to dinner, and if everything worked out alright, we would go back to the hotel and have the threesome. Even though my wife and I had talked about doing this for years, she was nervous as Hell about doing this for the first time. She wasn't sure that she could actually fuck another man while I was there watching. She asked me if she could do him, alone, the first time, and then I could join them for a second go 'round later in the night, or the next day, or another day. I was dead set against that as I REALLY wanted to watch that very first time! I came up with a compromise. I was going to set up a video camera in the corner of the room and turn it on before they went in the room, then I would wait in the hotel lounge until they had completed their first act of having sex. That way, she could feel more at ease without me right there in the room for that first time, but I wouldn't miss the action, as I could watch it later. So, on the day we were to meet, we checked into the hotel early in the afternoon and then nervously spent the afternoon talking about how things would go down that night. I agreed to not push anything on anyone, that this would just be a friendly meeting, that the final decision as to whether to carry through and actually fuck the guy would be entirely up to my wife. She was really worried that I was so excited to actually be doing what we had fantasized about, for so long, that I would be too pushy with him, and her, about getting it on! I promised her that I wouldn't. I would just let things happen, as they happened, and that I wouldn't push anything on anybody. As the time drew near for the man, (his name was Phil), to show up, my wife showered, shaved her pussy silky smooth, did her shoulder length blond hair, put on her make up, then got dressed. She was wearing a white, lacy push up bra that accentuated her full breasts and showed her ample cleavage, a matching white lacy thong, a white garter belt, very shear, high quality black stockings with seams up the back that she had bought specially for this occasion. For outerwear, she wore a short, black skirt that had a short split in the back. Standing up, you could just barely see the tops of her stockings in that split in the back of that skirt. Sitting down, the hem of her skirt came right across her thighs at the tops of her stockings and it didn't take much effort for her to show off the tops of her stockings and some of the bare skin of her tanned thighs above them. Her blouse was a white, satin, button up the front, with long, see through, nylon sleeves, and it had a see through nylon panel across her chest with lace on it, that did little to obscure the view of her cleavage and gorgeous tits. She capped off the outfit with a pair of black satin high heeled pumps and a heavy gold anklet that brought your attention to the delicate flower tattoo on her left ankle, as if you needed any reason to be looking at her sexy legs and feet! Since it was cold outside, she also had a long black overcoat to wear when we went outside. My wife was absolutely, stunningly gorgeous and I told her so! It thrilled me and got my anticipation up, (along with my cock!), to think that my wife was dressing this sexy in the hopes of enticing another man to want to fuck her later that night! I wore a pair of semi-dress pants, a long sleeved button up shirt, and a pair of black boots. I had a Harley jacket to wear when we went outside. At almost the exact time we had agreed upon, Phil knocked on the door of our hotel room. I opened it and was immediately taken aback at his appearance. He wore a pair of well worn blue jeans, worn out cowboy boots, (I would have thrown them away a long time ago, or at least wouldn't be wearing them to meet anyone for the first time!), and he had a brown, down filled jacket on that had a tear in the back of one sleeve and the stuffing was hanging out of it! I was a little shocked that the guy would dress this sloppily when going to meet a couple for the first time that he was hoping to have a threesome with. But, I resolved to not let first appearances sway my opinion of the guy, and decided to "get to know him". He was 35 years old, stood about 5' 10" tall, appeared to be about 180lbs, kind of stocky, brown short hair, clean shaven, and a clean cut fellow. He looked very much like the pictures we had seen of him so I figured that under his clothes, Brandie wouldn't be disappointed in him, he was her type. I asked him in to our room and as he stepped in, he caught sight of my impeccably dressed, sexy wife, standing in the middle of the room, nervously waiting to meet him. I introduced him to my wife, Brandie, and expected him to immediately compliment her on her appearance, since she was so obviously sexy in her outfit. Instead, he just said, "Hello. Nice to meet you." We then made some nervous small talk about where we were going for dinner, (he had picked it and I was glad to hear it was a local, well-known steakhouse and not McDonald's!), and about our 90 mile trip, etc.. Then he said we needed to head out so that we could get to the restaurant by the reservation time, (we were going to a restaurant that took reservations, the way he was dressed?), and then he mentioned that he drove a pick up truck, he hoped we would be OK riding in that. I told him that would be fine with us, we actually had an SUV ourselves, so trucks were fine with us. (I secretly was happy to hear about us riding in a pick up truck, because I could imagine some possible "action" while my wife sat in the middle of the seat between him and me!) Before we left the room, my wife said she had to use the bathroom and she left Phil and me alone in the room for a few minutes. This was something we had prearranged, so that I could talk man-to-man with him for a few minutes. I told him that Brandie was really nervous about this whole thing and I sensed that he might be a bit so, himself. I told him to just relax, be himself, and treat my wife as if she was his woman for the night and that I was just a friend along with them. (In my own mind I was thinking that would be hard for him to pull off the way the three of us were dressed, but I didn't say it!) I told him that no matter what moves he made on my wife tonight, as long as she allowed them, he was respectful, and didn't hurt her, then anything was OK with me, and I kind of emphasized the word, "anything". I finished by telling him that Brandie wasn't going to be forward and aggressive, so that he would have to make the moves, and let her know that he was interested in her. My wife came out of the bathroom, I helped her on with her coat, and we all walked out of the room. When we got in the parking lot, at Phil's truck, it was a pick up alright, but not the truck I had envisioned. It was at least 10 years old, had some body damage, and wasn't the cleanest vehicle you might see. In fact, inside the truck, he had quite a collection of papers, empty coffee cups and other junk on the dash. The floor was filthy with dried mud and dirt on it and I wondered what might be on the seat that we might be getting on our clothes. But, since Brandie would be sitting on her overcoat, I brushed the thought out of my mind. I couldn't believe the guy hadn't made any attempt to clean his vehicle up before meeting us, even if it was old, it could have been clean. I was beginning to wonder about this guy. I guess Phil hadn't paid any attention to my "treat her like she's your woman" instructions, because he had gone directly to the driver's side of his truck and hopped in, while I helped my wife into his truck from the passenger side. As I helped my wife in, I noticed that Phil's truck was a standard shift with the stick on the floor and I thought that this might be interesting with Brandie sitting in the middle of his truck with the shifter between her sexy legs as he had to shift and drive the truck. To my disappointment, as she slid over to the middle of the seat, she sat kind of cock-eyed with her legs together, and both her feet on my side of the shifter. My wife had her hands in the pockets of her overcoat and was holding her coat closed around her to stay warm. Phil, started the truck up and since it hadn't been long since he had arrived, it quickly warmed up inside. My wife relaxed a bit, letting her coat fall open, showing her gorgeous legs, and a bit of the tops of her stockings at the hem of her skirt. I caught Phil taking a glance, when he could, at my wife's sexy legs and I hoped that he would reach over and touch her leg. My wife loves it when a man touches and rubs her legs. It turns her on, and it's one of the best things a man can do that indicates to her, that he likes her. Unfortunately, Phil never took the bait and the 20 minute ride to the restaurant was uneventful. At the restaurant, which was a classy steakhouse, Phil removed his jacket and I was pleased to see that he had a nearly new, western style shirt on, that was in good repair. As Brandie and I had discussed earlier, we made sure to sit so that she and Phil had the two seats closest together. They sat next to each other on the side of the table near the wall, while I sat opposite them with my back to the open room. Again, I thought that positioned as we were, sometime during dinner, Phil might take the opportunity to cop a feel of my wife's sexy legs. If he had, I wouldn't have been able to see it, and I imagined several times during dinner, when I saw his right hand go below the table, that he might be, sending a thrill through me and making my cock twitch to life. (I found out later, that he never did it.). After dinner, and just before we got ready to leave, my wife went to the bathroom, (probably because she really needed to), and so Phil and I had a few moments alone. I asked him straight out, what he thought of my wife, and for the first time all night, he told me he thought she was very sexy, really hot in that outfit. I told him that I knew he might be a bit nervous with me being right there, but that it would be OK if he told Brandie that. I said, "If you don't, she's going to think that you don't like her." I also told him that on the way back to the hotel, he should take the opportunity to cop a feel of her leg while he was shifting and driving. (So much for my promise to not be pushing anyone into anything, but I felt that if I didn't give this guy any encouragement, he might blow the whole evening, because Brandie sure wasn't going to make any first moves!) I ensured him that I wouldn't have any problem with him feeling up my wife, after all, that's what we were here for, and I made him understand that I really wanted to see him touching my wife! As Brandie came back to the table, Phil went to the bathroom and that left my wife and me alone for a few minutes, for the first time since we had met him. Brandie told me she was really surprised at the way the guy was dressed, and at his truck. Now we aren't rich folks, in fact we're both blue collar workers ourselves, but this guy "looked" pretty poor, whether he was, or not. We both agreed that his economic status didn't matter to us, but we both also agreed that we thought he could have made a better first impression than he did. Still, he seemed like a nice enough fellow and my wife told me he was definitely her type. She had already fantasized a couple of times, during dinner, about what it would be like to fuck him while I watched. She admitted, with a sly smile, that it had made her "wet" a couple of times during dinner. That made my cock twitch and start to harden again, hearing my wife admitting to getting "wet", thinking about fucking another man! I told her that I thought he was probably about as nervous as she was and that on the ride back to the hotel she should sit with the gear shift between her legs and give the guy a little encouragement. (Just a suggestion, not trying to be pushy!) She smiled and said, "OK.", she would try. She asked me what we were going to do when we got back to the hotel and I suggested we go to the hotel lounge and have some drinks and see if we couldn't all loosen up a bit. Phil came back to the table, we paid the check, (actually I paid the check, Phil left the tip), and we all left. This time, when Brandie got into Phil's truck, she slid over closer to him, in the middle of the seat, and put her feet on both sides of the gear shift. With her feet on the transmission hump, and wearing those high heel shoes, her knees were quite a bit higher than her lap. By the time we were about halfway back to the hotel, the inside of the truck had warmed up and I saw my wife let her coat fall open on both sides of her. As it did, I noticed that her short, black skirt had slid down, (or "up" depending on how you want to think about it), into her lap, and that the tops of her stockings, her garter belt, and the bare portion of her thighs above her stockings were on plain view, even in the darkness of the interior of the truck which was intermittently brightly lit by a street lamp as we passed under it. I thought there was no way that Phil could pass up on this chance! I saw Phil was swiveling his head back and forth between looking at traffic and glancing at my wife's gorgeous legs. He kept his right hand on the gear shift just inches from my wife's legs and actually not far from her crotch. My cock twitched to life in my pants and began to harden as I imagined what it would be like to sit here next to my wife and watch this guy feeling her up as we drove down the road! I thought the guy was going to pass up a perfect opportunity, and I was beginning to wonder what it would take to get him to make a move, because we were only a few blocks from the hotel. Then Phil moved his right hand from the gear shift, onto my wife's left leg just above her knee. I saw my wife almost swoon, she did sigh, and shudder a bit, as the guy finally made that unexpected move and finally TOUCHED HER! My cock was instantly hard in my pants as I sat right next to my wife, and for the first time in my life, watched another man touching my wife's leg, and she was, LIKING IT! Phil slid his hand down, (up), towards my wife's crotch, sliding his hand from her stocking covered leg, onto her bare thigh above the stocking. Then he kind of slid his hand up and down her inner thigh going back and forth from bare leg to stocking and back again. I saw my wife turn her head towards Phil's ear and say something to him that I couldn't hear, I later found out she asked him if he liked that. He whispered back to her, "Yes." That's all he said. I saw my wife kind of lean her head onto his shoulder and spread her legs just a little bit wider. My cock was already hard as a rock in my pants and I thought I would blow my load right there, in my pants, seeing my slut wife spreading her legs open for another man, encouraging him to touch her pussy! Phil didn't go that far and we pulled into the hotel parking lot, way too soon. I wished that ride had been an hour longer, we might have gotten some serious action going there! As we entered the hotel, I told Brandie and Phil to give me their coats and I would take them up to the room. They could go in the lounge and start having drinks, I would join them in a few minutes. When I got to the room, I turned on just a couple of lights in the room, positioned the camcorder, and turned down the sheets on the bed that the camera was aimed at. (There were two queen sized beds in this room.) Then I used the bathroom, which I actually had to wait a couple minutes for my cock to soften, in order to do; since I was imagining my wife and Phil sitting in the bar with his hand on her legs and maybe even her crotch under the table, and I was pretty hard! So, I was up in the room for maybe 10-15 minutes before I went back down to the bar. I hadn't turned the video camera on because I figured these two were going to need a couple of hours and several drinks to get the courage up to move to the room and, get with it. I figured I could come back up later and turn the camera on before they came up. When I went into the bar, I found my wife and Phil sitting close together, with their backs to the wall, at a table on the upper level, (it was a portion of floor just a few feet higher than the main floor), and she had a Margarita and an empty shot glass, (I knew that had been a shot of tequila), in front of her, and Phil was drinking a beer. I went to the bar, got myself a beer, my wife another shot of tequila, and then joined them, sitting on the other side of the table with my back to the bar. We sat there drinking, talking, and getting to know each other for the next couple of hours. As we all got loosened up on the booze, the conversation got more and more sexual. Phil finally worked up the courage to compliment Brandie on how sexy she was, while I was sitting right there. We began to talk more about what we were all there to do and Brandie and Phil both admitted to being nervous about the whole thing. I kind of led the discussion, talking about our fantasy of having another man join us in a threesome and how he and I could share my wife, taking turns and sometimes enjoying her together, but that I wasn't interested in any man-to-man contact. I made him understand that I wasn't bashful about being naked in close proximity to another man, and that if we were brushing up against each other as we all three rolled around in the bed, that wouldn't freak me out. But I made it clear to him, that my sexual proclivities were definitely straight and that my interests were solely in sharing my wife. I explained to Phil about Brandie and me making the deal about the camera, so I told him straight up, that the first time he fucked my wife, he wouldn't have to worry about me being in the room. And I added, "And you DO want to fuck her, don't you?" To which he stammered a nervous, "Uh, well, uh, yeah. I do!" Brandie just laughed and rolled her eyes saying to me, "You're not nervous or bashful a bit, are you?" My Wife Fucks Another Man We drank a few more drinks and talked for maybe another hour and a half. We had been in this bar for about 3 hours, we had also had a couple of drinks during dinner, and by now my wife was really feeling the effects of the booze and she was getting playful, giggly, and I knew she was probably getting horny. I excused myself to go to the bathroom and I rushed upstairs to the room and turned the video camera on. When I returned to the bar, I hoped to find them kissing and Phil maybe feeling my wife up under the table, but they were just sitting there nursing another fresh drink, each, and still talking. Brandie later told me that whenever I wasn't at the table, Phil was asking her why I wanted to have another man fucking my wife and why she wanted to go along with it. She explained to him that it was originally my fantasy, to share her with another man. "But,", she told him, "I've always enjoyed the attention of men. I've always had a very active sex life and it's never been better, or kinkier, than it has been since I met Joe. He has showed me many ways to enjoy sex and have fun that I had never tried, or even thought about before, so when he told me about wanting to share me with another guy, I thought it sounded like fun. I have to admit, the thought of you fucking me while he watches, does turn me on!" There's no way that my wife would have been able to say all that to this man, who she had only met a few hours before, if she wasn't well lubricated by the tequila, and she admitted that, when she was telling me about this conversation they had. She said his response was a kind of shocked silence, although he did admit to her that she was very sexy and that he did want to have sex with her. I got a fresh beer and joined them at the table. I announced to them both, that the video camera was on, and they could go to the room anytime they wanted. It was nearly midnight and the hotel bar was closing at 2 AM. I said, "I don't want to be sitting in the lobby at 3!" (Yes, I know. I wasn't suppose to be pushy. But I figured if I didn't give them a little shove in the right direction, this thing might never happen.) A few minutes later, I saw my wife grab Phil by the hand and say, "Come on. Let's go upstairs." I couldn't believe she was the one to make that move! I knew her pussy must be pretty hot and wet for her to be that bold! They left the lounge and I moved to a stool at the bar. The whole time we had been here, the hotel lounge had been moderately busy, around 11PM it probably peaked with maybe 25-30 people in there. Now, shortly after midnight, I and only a couple of other, what looked like businessmen, were left. The bartender asked me where my "friends" went, and I smiled and told him they needed some time alone in the room. This was back before it was common for everyone to have a cellphone, and I told him they were going to call him when it was OK for me to come up to the room. I sat at the bar for over an hour, (it seemed like an ETERNITY!), drinking beer and imagining what was going on in the room. My cock was hard as concrete for the entire time and I rubbed it several times through my pants. I hoped that no one saw me and that none of those businessmen left in the bar with me were gay! About an hour and 15 minutes after leaving the bar, my wife called the bartender and told him it was OK for me to come up to the room. After he answered the ringing phone, and had the short conversation, I saw him walk towards me at the end of the bar where I was sitting. The bartender told me, "Your WIFE, (and he emphasized, the word "wife" with a smile on his face), said it's OK for you to come upstairs now." At first, I was a bit embarrassed to think that this bartender knows that my wife had been in a room upstairs, fucking another man while I was sitting in the bar. But then I thought, "Fuck him. I don't care what he thinks.". Then I kind of got sexually excited at the thought that he KNOWS my wife is a hot fucking slut, getting her pussy used and satisfied! I nearly ran through the hotel to the elevator, then down the hallway to the room. Immediately, as I entered the room, Phil went into the bathroom. I shut the video camera off and sat down on the bed next to my wife, who was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing nothing but a very sexy black, silk nightie, with thin spaghetti straps over her shoulders and a low cut neckline that dipped all the way down to her nipples. In a low voice, I asked her, "Well? How was it?" She said, "Nothing happened." I said, "WHAT? What do you mean "nothing happened"? You two have been up here for over an hour, something happened." She said, "His dick wouldn't get hard. I worked on him for almost an hour and he couldn't get it up. It never even got half hard." "You mean to tell me that you were sucking this guy's dick and he couldn't get it up?" I couldn't believe that! My wife is definitely the best cocksucker I have ever known in my life! She can suck me and make me cum at "her will", and many men have agreed with me over the years, although some of them have had to tell me what a great cocksucker my wife is, out of earshot of their wives. My wife responded with, "Yeah, he wouldn't get hard. He told me he was really nervous about this whole thing and the alcohol he'd consumed tonight wasn't helping either. He apologized for it. He asked me if he can spend the night with us and he wants me to sleep in the same bed with him. Is that OK with you?" I told her that it was OK with me as long as if anything got started during the night, that she made enough noise to wake me up so that I wouldn't miss the action. I told her that I would be sure to stay in the other bed and to stay quite, so that he wouldn't get spooked by me and lose his erection, if he ever got one. She said, "OK." I quickly got undressed and got into the bed near the wall outside the bathroom and laid on my right side so that I was facing the other bed that they would be in. I covered up, my wife turned the lights all off and laid down in "their" bed on the side towards me. Phil came out of the bathroom, walked around to the far side of their bed, stripped off his boxers and got into the bed, under the covers with my wife. My cock got instantly rock hard thinking about another man cuddling up naked, under the sheets, with my wife, just a few feet away from where I lay, in the other bed. The room was completely dark, except for the light coming through the large window, since we were on an upper floor, we hadn't closed the curtains. Once my eyes got adjusted to the light, I could see pretty well. I pretended to be asleep, tried not to move or make any noises, and give Phil a chance to forget that I was even in the room. But, I couldn't go to sleep! My cock was hard and throbbing, with the thought of another man, naked, cuddling with my wife right in front of me, my heart was pounding, and I was trying to control my breathing. I could see that my wife was lying on her back and that Phil was on his left side, facing her, but I noticed he kept his face next to my wife's head so that he couldn't see me over her. I also know that he and her were whispering to each other occasionally, even though I couldn't hear what they were saying. My wife later told me he was just making small talk like, "You're so sexy. Your skin is so smooth. I love your smooth, shaved pussy.", and he asked her a few times if she was enjoying this, being in the bed with him, while I lay in the other bed just a few feet away. She told him, "Yes." She was enjoying it and it was turning her on. I could see his hand sliding around under the sheets up and down my wife's belly and over her tits. Once in a while, I knew he had hit that special spot on my wife's pussy because I could see her shudder and hear her sigh, or moan a bit. I thought I would blow my load all over the sheets in my bed, imagining him lying there with his fingers in my wife's pussy! This went on for nearly two hours, I could see the clock on the table between us. After I got used to the fact that my wife was in the bed with another man, and there wasn't any action that I could actually see, I started to get a little sleepy and I was afraid I would fall asleep and miss something. Although he had been caressing my wife all that time, he obviously hadn't gotten real serious about finger fucking her to an orgasm, or anything like that, because if he had, I would have known it. The most my wife ever did was give those little sighs and moans that let me know he was touching her in a way she liked, but he wasn't taking her over the edge. So, with the lack of visible action, or even action that I could be imagining in my mind, I was beginning to get pretty sleepy. About then, I saw my wife turn onto her right side and face Phil. I saw Phil's hand, (under the sheets), go over my wife's side and pull her closer to him. I couldn't see their faces, but it was pretty apparent they were kissing and making out. I saw Phil's hand sliding up and down, under the sheets, over my wife's back and her ass. Then my wife lifted her left leg up and put her left foot flat on the bed so that her knee was pointing upward. Phil obviously, slid his hand around to my wife's front, between her legs, and probably slipped a finger or two into my wife's cunt. I saw her wiggle, and heard her let out a very audible gasp. I could see my wife's left arm was moving up and down, and I figured she probably had Phil's cock in her hand and was trying to rub him hard. I wondered how this guy could be getting all this kind of treatment from my sexy assed wife and NOT be hard! For the next several minutes I could see the two of them making out, while he was finger fucking my wife and she was rubbing his cock. I wanted to see more! I wanted to jump out of the bed, rip the sheets off of them and actually SEE his fingers in my wife's sloppy wet pussy! But, cognizant of Phil's shyness, I stayed put. My hard cock was leaking pre-cum onto the sheets in my bed. Finally, I saw my wife roll onto her back and pulling Phil on top of herself. I thought, "Holy shit! This is it! The guy must be hard and he's going to fuck my wife!" I saw Phil position himself on top of my wife. I noticed that as he got on top of her and started what he was doing, that he never even glanced my way. I think he was trying real hard to forget that I was there and I obliged him by staying still and quiet. In the darkened room, he might have even thought I was asleep. It was pretty obvious that Phil's cock was hard and I could see my wife's arms move under the sheets, as she slid her hand down to guide his cock into her wet, waiting pussy. I could tell when his cock slid into my wife because she made those motions and noises that let me know she was getting a cock shoved up her cunt! Once he was "in", Phil, started the in and out motions of fucking my wife. My wife started gasping, moaning, and making noises as Phil started giving her what she had been wanting all night, hard cock up her hot cunt! I'm not sure if my wife was being a little more animated than she usually is while having sex, but I suspected that she was being sure to be noisy enough that I would wake up if I was asleep. I saw my wife look over at me and since Phil was now fully involved in fucking my wife, he wasn't paying me any attention, so I gave my wife a "thumbs up" so that she would know I was awake and watching. At that point, my wife grabbed the edge of the sheets and whipped them completely off of her and Phil. There, for the first time ever, just 2 or 3 feet in front of me, was another man, between my wife's legs, and driving his hard cock in and out of her, fucking MY WIFE! I couldn't believe what I was seeing! I thought my own cock would explode without me ever having to touch it! As I laid there watching Phil fucking my wife, I thought about how many thousands of times since I met her, that I had fucked her. The first time I ever had sex with Brandie was the night that I met her. We went home to her place after meeting at the NCO Club and we had the most incredible sex! I was "hooked" right from that very first time! When I met Brandie, I was a married GI in my latter 20's. Like many young men, especially GI's who travel the world, I had been around, and had quite a bit of sexual experience behind me. But the sex I had with my current wife, Brandie, was the absolutely best sex I had ever had in my life! She was the most sensual, erotic, purely sexual woman I had ever had my cock in. Every time we had sex, I was totally consumed by her; the way she felt everywhere that our bodies touched, the way she smelled, the sounds she made, the way she breathed, the way she touched me, it was the most sensual, arousing, sexual experience I had ever had! It was pretty much because of our sexual relationship, that I left my first wife, and married Brandie. Brandie was so sexual, so into sex herself, that she was willing to entertain me in almost all of my sexual fantasies and games. She would dress like a slut for me and then go out to nightclubs and bars with me and let me "show her off" like a slut. Then go home with me and we would have incredible sex while I talked dirty to her and told her what all those other men, who had been checking her out all night, would like to be doing to her right now. She even played a game with me where she dressed super sexy, in very revealing clothing, looking like what people would call a slut, and she went into a nightclub, or bar by herself. I would either already be inside, or come in a few minutes later. I then watched her all night as men hit on her, bought her drinks, danced with her, copped a feel of her ass and legs, even sometimes kissed her, but then she left them high and dry when she and I "hooked up" and went home to fuck ourselves into oblivion! But one thing that I had always wanted to do, that up until this moment, she hadn't ever been willing to do, was watch her actually fuck another man. When she and I had sex, it was incredible. As I stated earlier, the sensation of being pressed against her body, smelling her, feeling her every movement, hearing her sounds and words, was the most totally sexually consuming experience I had ever had! But I wanted to be able to stand back and "SEE", what that "looked like"! I tried setting up a video camera and taping ourselves having sex, and that was OK. But the camera was stationary and I wanted to move around and see this from every angle. I wanted to see her fucking another man and see if it was the same for another man with her, as it was for me. I wanted to know if the sex I had with her was that good because we were in love with each other, or was it that good because she was just, "THAT GOOD"? Brandie had a pretty active sex life before I met her and I knew, or later met, some of the men who had fucked her before I came along. Even after we got together, there were several times when she and I separated while I was going through my divorce and when we weren't together, Brandie didn't go without hard cock! I knew some of those guys as well. Every man I ever met, who had been in the bed with Brandie, always wanted more of her! But, I was the only one willing to work through the complications of life, to make that commitment to be with her full time. So, I knew that other men found her attractive and the ones who had been lucky enough to ever get any of her great pussy always wanted more, so I just assumed that she must give other men the same treatments in the sack that she gave me, but I wanted to "SEE" that happen for myself! Now, here, just 2-3 feet in front of me, for the first time in my life, I was actually watching my wife fuck another man! But, because of this guy's nervousness, I was confined to watching from the other bed in silence for fear that if I disturbed him, he would lose his hard on and the moment would be lost! I was beginning to regret having chosen this guy for this first time, but by the same token, I was more sexually excited than I had ever been in my life to be seeing what I was! From my vantage point, I could see my wife, on her back, with Phil between her legs and driving his hard cock in and out of her giving my wife a hard, forceful fucking! The whole bed was bouncing, my wife was rocking back and forth under his thrusts. He was lying flat down on top of my wife, with his head down on the other side of her neck, (I assumed so that he couldn't see me), and I could hear him grunting once in a while and whispering to my wife, although I couldn't make out what he was saying. (Brandie later told me he was saying things like, how hot she was, how good her pussy felt, and that he was sorry it took so long to do this.) My wife had her legs wrapped around Phil's legs, with her heels hooked behind his knees, just like she has done to me thousands of times before. I knew that she does that for leverage. By hooking her heels behind his knees like that, she can use her legs to push her pelvis hard against him as he thrust into her. She was pushing her pelvis back at Phil, that gave her a great grind on her clit, every time their thrusts met. I could see that my wife had both of her arms up on each side of Phil so that she could hold his upper arms in her hands, or rub her hands and finger nails across his back when she wanted to. There have been times when she has been so into it, that she has scratched my back with her always manicured nails! She didn't seem to be scratching Phil tonight, but it was fascinating to me to see my wife's hands rubbing all over this other man who was fucking her, like I had done so many times before! My wife had the top of her black nightie pulled down so that her bare tits were mashed hard against Phil's chest as he lay on top of her. Phil had a pretty hairy chest and my wife absolutely LOVES a man with a hairy chest, so I had no doubt that she was really enjoying, and maybe even getting off on, having her nipples buried into his chest hair! (I surprisingly, have very little chest hair myself and I have often asked my wife why, if she loves chest hair so much, did she ever take up with me. Her answer was, that everything else I do, makes up for it.) Even in the dim light of the darkened hotel room, I was able to see my wife's facial expressions and I loved watching those different faces she made as her sexual passion rose and fell, and when Phil gave her just the right thrust and hit just the right spot! I could also hear her gasps and moans, see her biting her lip from time to time, and I could hear her talking to Phil in hushed tones and since her face wasn't buried in the pillows and sheets with something between her and me like his was, I could hear her saying things to Phil, like; "Oh! That feels sooooo good!", " Yes! Fuck me!", "Oh yeah! Come on! Harder!". Hearing my wife saying these things to the man who was between her legs, fucking her, nearly made me loose my load without ever touching my cock! I saw and heard my wife building up to an orgasm and watched as she pushed her pelvis hard against Phil, begged him to hold it there and push, and then she shuddered and lightly screamed as she went through, what I knew, was a good, but not a huge orgasm! I couldn't believe my eyes that I was actually WATCHING, my wife, have an orgasm from some other guy's hard cock shoved up her cunt! I don't know how I kept from passing out! Nearly every pint of blood in my body had to be in my dick! Phil didn't stay still long, he immediately went back to stroking his cock in and out of my wife. In reality, this whole thing probably took less than ten minutes. But at the time, it seemed to last all night! I wanted him to get done so that I could move and do what I wanted to do, which was to get those "sloppy 2nd's" from my wife that I had so long dreamed about getting! We had talked about this before hand, and I had told my wife, that whatever happened, however it happened, that fucking her after Phil was done, was something that I just absolutely had to do! That was non-negotiable! I didn't care how nervous this guy was, how bashful, or how he felt about it, once he was done, it was going to happen! My Wife Fucks Another Man It wasn't but just a minute or two after my wife had her orgasm, that I saw Phil shove hard into my wife, hold there, I could hear him grunting, as he dumped his load up my wife's cunt! OH MY! Laying there, WATCHING, KNOWING, that this guy was filling my wife's cunt with his cum was nearly more than I could take! Phil didn't lay there long, as soon as he was done grunting, he jumped up off the bed, without saying anything to my wife, without looking in my direction, and he ran into the bathroom and closed the door. I immediately sprang out of the my bed and stood next to my wife, laying in the other bed. I slid my left hand down my wife's belly until it was between her legs and flat on her freshly fucked pussy! My wife jumped a little and moaned as I began rubbing her whole, wet, crotch area. I felt the complete wetness of my wife's, and Phil's, cum juices mixed together and coating my wife's crotch, inner thighs, and lower belly. I could see a darker spot on the sheets between her legs that I knew was a wet spot under her ass. I bent down close to her face and speaking in a hushed voice so Phil wouldn't hear me in the bathroom, I said, "Oh my GOD! That was AWESOME! I can't believe you actually did it!" Also in a hushed tone, my wife replied,"Yeah, that was pretty cool! I have to admit, it was pretty HOT knowing that you were right there watching him fuck me!" Then she reached out and wrapped her fingers around my rock hard cock and stroked it till her palm got to the tip and she swiped some leaking pre-cum onto her palm. Then she rubbed the slimy substance all over my cock. She looked me in the eye, smiled a devilish smile, and said, "It appears as if you got a little excited too! Did you enjoy the show?" The first thing I said was, "You better be careful, that thing is loaded and about to EXPLODE!", then I said, "Hell yeah! That was the HOTTEST thing I have ever seen! But We're not going to repeat it like this. If he can't get over his nervousness, we'll have to find someone else." My wife agreed, then said, "Come one. Fuck me! He made me cum a little bit, but I want a bigger one!" I almost came, hearing my wife tell me that another man just made her have an orgasm! As I climbed on the bed between my wife's legs, I said, "Well I don't know if I'm going to be able to get you there. I'm so damned loaded up, I might explode as soon as I slip it in!" Then my wife said, "Don't worry, I'm still pretty horny too, it won't take me but just a few strokes to get there." Then as I slid my hard cock between my wife's soaking wet pussy lips, and sank it up her cunt, it was so slick and wet that I easily slid all the way in, in one easy motion until I bottomed out, I said to her, "Well hearing you talk like that won't help me last any longer!" When I was in as far as I could get, and my pelvis was grinding against my wife's pelvis, (and her clit), I held there for a few seconds taking in all the feelings of the heat of my wife's cunt enveloping my cock, the super wetness and smooth, slick feelings provided by the lubrication of Phil's load of cum, much of which was still inside my wife, all of which was now surrounding my cock, and some of which had been pushed out to run down the crack of my wife's ass and onto my balls. As I lay there taking in all these sensations, I bent down and kissed my wife hard on the mouth, forcing my tongue between her lips and thrusting it in and out of her mouth as she pretended to suck on it like it was a cock. When I broke off the kiss, I told her, "One of these days, that's going to be my dick in your mouth while the cock in your cunt is someone else's." She giggled and said, "Sounds like fun!", as she squeezed her cunt muscles on my cock. I said, "STOP that! Try to relax and I'll see if I can get more than just a couple of strokes here." She giggled again. Then I started to slowly pull my cock out and shove it back into my wife as I began to fuck her and get that first in a lifetime, but what I certainly hoped wouldn't be the last, opportunity to get "sloppy 2nd's" off my wife's freshly fucked and full of cum pussy! All of this conversation and action between my wife and I, had only taken a couple of minutes, probably a lot less time than it takes to read about it. As I started to get a rhythm going, fucking my wife, and she started to get into it very quickly, Phil opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the room. I couldn't see him behind me, but I heard him. He immediately went back in the bathroom and closed the door. My wife and I both laughed quietly and she said, "He is so nervous!". I said, "I don't give a damn how nervous he is, I'm going to finish what I started and he can watch, join in, or stay in there, I don't give a damn!" I had only been fucking my wife for 2 or 3 minutes, but I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I got a little rougher and started TRYING to make her cum. Brandie, knew what was happening and so she worked with me and started working herself up to that big orgasm she was wanting. She became louder with her moaning, groaning, and with her voice. She loudly, said, "Oh come on! That's it! You're going to make me CUMMMMMMMM!", and she loudly screamed as she hit that big orgasm she had been wanting! I think she was purposefully being loud for Phil's benefit in the bathroom. I was glad. I hoped he was hearing every whimper she made! My wife's cunt squeezing around my cock and flooding with new cum juices, was all I could stand! So I drove in hard, held it there, and dumped the load of cum that I had been building and holding onto all night, deep up my wife's cunt to mix with her juices and the remainder of Phil's cum that was still inside my wife. I know the euphemism, "mind blowing orgasm" is over used, but this was truly one of them! I honestly got weak, saw stars as I think the blood momentarily rushed from my brain, and I nearly stopped breathing! I was barely aware of hearing myself let out a loud grunt-groan that surely must have woke up anyone in a neighboring room and that Phil could clearly hear in the bathroom. As I emptied my balls into my wife, I laid down on top of her, and we both tried to relax a minute, catch our breath, and regain our composure. My wife whispered to me, "He wants me to sleep the rest of the night in the same bed with him. Is that OK with you?" I told her, "It's OK with me as long as you do the same thing you did this time, if he gets frisky again. Make enough noise so that you wake me up and pull the covers off so I can see what's going on." "OK.", she said. Then I got up off my wife and as I pulled my softening dick out of her well fucked pussy, I could see all the wetness of the combined juices of all three of us all over my wife's crotch and the much larger now, wet spot on the bed under her ass. Seeing my wife lying there, soaked from the semen of another man and myself, half naked, with the obvious look of sexual satisfaction glowing all about her, my wife never looked more beautiful and sexy to me than she did right then! I leaned over and gave her a much gentler, loving kiss than the one I had before, told her how much I loved her, how sexy she was, and how much I appreciated her for participating in my fantasy of sharing her with another man. She told me it was more fun than she had imagined and that maybe the next time would be better for me. I slid back into my bed, under the sheets, and pulled them up to my neck. I rolled over on to my right side again so that I could watch the other bed without moving around. My wife, pulled the covers back over herself and since we were quiet now, in a couple of minutes, Phil came out of the bathroom, walked around to the other side of the bed, near the window, and slid into the bed, under the covers with my wife. I saw her roll over toward him, put her left arm up over his chest, (I'm sure she loved the feel of his hairy chest), and cuddle up to him. Knowing that my wife was cuddling up to that other man in the bed, with her pussy soaking wet, sloppy from his and my loads of cum, mixed together in her pussy, made my cock start to twitch back to life and in a few minutes, it was rock hard again. I heard my wife and Phil speak to each other in whispers that I couldn't make out. Later on, Brandie told me that he was asking her why she had fucked me. She told him because I was her husband and that we had actually met him to have a threesome, but since he was so nervous about it all, that I had been nice enough to let him do her by himself, but that after he went in the bathroom, I wanted some, and she wanted to fuck me. She told me that he seemed to be "jealous" about it. My wife and Phil, fell asleep, but I was too keyed up and worried that if I fell asleep that I might miss a repeat performance. I laid there in my bed gently stroking my hard cock, replaying the visions in my head that were just hours old and since they were asleep, I decided to jack off into the hotel bedsheets. I figured that might even work to my advantage, if they did wake up and get frisky again, my balls wouldn't be so loaded! After leaving my load on the sheets on the left side of the bed, I rolled back over to the right and I laid there awake the rest of the night, which wasn't too hard to do, because it got daylight in just a couple more hours. Since we hadn't pulled the curtains closed on the window of our 3rd floor room, the sun shone in pretty early and woke the two of them up too. When they woke up, I could hear them talking in whispers, but I couldn't tell what they were saying. My wife later told me that Phil was asking her if they could be alone for a little bit so that they could have sex again. My wife told him, no. She wasn't going to ask me to leave the room so they could have sex. I got up out of my bed, naked as the day I was born, dried cum crusted on my cock hairs, and Phil turned away, he seemed to be put out by my nakedness. I thought, "Man. How are we ever going to have a real threesome with this guy?" I went in the bathroom to take a piss, get a shower, and get ready to leave. I was in there, maybe 15 minutes. My wife later told me that Phil wanted her to fuck him "quickly" while I was in the shower, she said his cock got hard as soon as I was in the bathroom, but she refused. She told him we would all stay in touch and get together again one day. When I came out, naked, to get dressed, Brandie went into the bathroom to take a shower and Phil turned his back on me as I got dressed. He slipped his pants on while he was sitting on the bed, then stood up and got dressed the rest of the way. When my wife came out of the bathroom, fully dressed, we all made a little small talk. I offered to buy breakfast for everyone if Phil wanted to join us but he declined, saying he had to get home, and he split, while Brandie and I stopped in the hotel restaurant to eat breakfast. Before I go any further, let me tell you what I saw on the video tape, when I got home. Of course there was about 20 minutes of just an empty room and bed, at the beginning of the tape, before they came in. When they came into the room, I could hear them on the tape, but couldn't see them. The camera was almost right inside the door, near the bathroom, so that it could capture the majority of the room and the bed that they would play on. I heard them talking and my wife giggling about something as they came in, and she went immediately into the bathroom. I knew she had to go in there to strip down and change into what ever she was going to wear to bed, she probably also had to pee after all the drinking she had been doing downstairs. I saw the camera wiggle a little bit and knew that Phil must be looking through the viewfinder to see what the camera was seeing. I could even hear him breathing. He stayed there behind the camera for the 10 minutes or so it took my wife in the bathroom and then I could hear the toilet flush. I could hear and see the light, as the bathroom door opened and my wife stepped out. I heard my wife say, "OH!", in a surprised voice, I don't think she expected him to still be standing right outside the bathroom door when she came out. I didn't hear him say anything, but I could hear a bit of rustling as he apparently pulled her to him and they started making out and kissing. I could hear them breathing, kissing, a bit of rustling as his and her clothing moved about, and I heard my wife moan a little bit once in a while, I figured when she was doing that, he was probably playing with her pussy! I wanted to scream, "GET OUT FROM BEHIND THE CAMERA AND GET IN FRONT OF IT!" They stayed behind the camera for about 10 minutes, kissing, making out, and I'm sure, he was playing with my wife's pussy. I could see the camera giggle every once in awhile as they were bumping the tripod, or camera itself. Finally, my wife walked past the camera holding Phil's hand and took him to the bed. There, they stood, making out some more, and now I could see Phil's hand working on my wife's crotch. In the semi lit room, and since the camera was stationary and couldn't zoom, I could tell he was playing with her pussy but I had to imagine if his fingers were actually inside it based on how my wife acted and sounded as they made out. After several minutes of that, I saw my wife opening the front of Phil's pants to gain access to his cock. My own cock was hard as a rock watching, for the first time in my life, my slutty wife digging into a man's pants for his cock! When she got his pants open, I saw his flaccid dick flop out of his pants and hang there. I thought to myself, "How in the Hell is this guy's dick soft after all that action with my wife?" But, since Brandie had already told me what had happened, I wasn't surprised. On the tape, I watched my wife help Phil out of his clothes until he was completely naked. She had on the black silk nightie with the spaghetti straps I spoke of earlier. Then over the next 45 minutes of tape, I watched the two of them make out on the bed, watched my wife suck Phil's cock, several times, watched her jacking him with her hand, and all of it to no avail! Just like she said, he never got hard! He got on top of her twice, and tried to fuck her, thinking that "if" he could get it in, that he would get hard, but they weren't able to make that work. Finally, they gave up and my wife picked up the phone to call the bar. I heard her tell the bartender, "Please tell my husband to come up to the room.", then hang up the phone. After she hung up, she said, "Oh shit! Maybe I shouldn't have told the bartender he was my husband.", and then she giggled a bit. No reaction from Phil. My wife went to the bathroom, and was back out just before I came into the room and shut off the camera. THIS, my reading friends, is where the story starts to get really weird, and where any new couples, planning on trying the HOT Wife/Swinging Lifestyle for the first time, might be able to learn a few things to look out for, so that you don't fall into some of the same traps! Apparently, Phil was a single man who had a hard time getting and keeping a woman. So, he turned to answering swingers ads, hoping to have sex with women, without their husbands. Our ad had specifically stated that we were looking for a man to join us in a threesome, that I was straight and wasn't interested in any man-to-man action, but Phil had answered it anyway because he was so infatuated with my wife's picture. When she and I were swapping emails and chatting with Phil on the computer, (before we met), he had often brought up the subject of meeting Brandie on her own. We had made it clear to him that wasn't what we were looking for, that we were strictly interested in a threesome where myself and another man would have sex with my wife at the same time. Before Brandie and I had decided to actually go through with this sharing her thing, we had long discussions about the rules by which we would play. Without boring you with all the exact details of what we agreed to and what we talked about, let me say that any couple considering doing this needs to have these discussions and set forth some rules that both of you agree on and then stick to them. These rules can be modified later, but ONLY after you both talk it through and decide on the changes TOGETHER! Trust between the couple is very important to any swinging relationship and the only way to have trust is for both partners to live by the rules. One of the rules that we agreed upon was that my wife, Brandie, would never have sex with a man without me being there. I wasn't interested in "loaning her out", I wanted to "share her" and be there while it was going on. (I can say that now, over the years, I have modified my stance on that so that she has had sex with men when I wasn't around, but ALWAYS, with my prior consent and knowledge, and she has ALWAYS had to tell me the details afterwords.) Well, this rule got broken and I wasn't a bit happy about it! After we returned home from that meeting with Phil, he almost stopped communicating with me on the computer altogether, and was exclusively chatting with Brandie. He was constantly talking to her about how much he liked her, how good the sex was with her, how it would be so much better if they had a lot of time alone without me in the background, etc., etc.. He was really building her up and she was falling for all of his bullshit! She eventually slipped away one time when I was away from home for a day/night, and she went to Phil's house and stayed with him all night. I found out about it the next day when I got home before she did and when she came in she couldn't hide the fact that she had been having sex. She told me all about it and said that she only did it because she was hoping to loosen him up so that we could all get together again some time and have a real threesome. She told me that without me there, Phil was relaxed and that they had great sex, several times that night. I was mad as Hell, but let it go when she promised she wouldn't do it again. She and Phil continued their online communication and over the next several weeks, I guess he really LOST IT! He admitted to her that he loved her and wanted her all to himself. He told my wife that I must not love her if I want other men to fuck to her, and that I didn't respect her like he did. (I didn't know this at the time and didn't find this all out until way later.) Brandie fell for it! She was flattered that this guy was "in love with her" and she wasn't sure what to do about it. Then one day, she told me that Phil was coming to town and that we were going to have the threesome that I had always wanted. (I didn't know this at the time either, but Phil didn't want to have a threesome. The idea of it was disgusting to him, but she made it plain to him that if I wasn't involved, they weren't going to be able have any sex. So, he reluctantly agreed.) The weekend that Phil came to town, he went straight to the motel and Brandie and I were getting ready to go meet him. My wife just didn't act right. Something was amiss and I didn't know quite what it was. But, whatever it was, it was giving me the creeps and I decided that I didn't want any part of a threesome with Phil. Well, THAT just freaked my wife out! She was looking forward to seeing Phil, (and I figured that was it, she was way too excited about going to see "Phil"), and she flatly announced that she was going whether I did, or not. So, I let her go. I figured that whatever it was with this Phil guy, we wouldn't ever get over this hump and get on with our lives until she got this out of her system, one way, or another. After several hours, I couldn't stand it anymore. I figured they had more than enough time to have several rounds of sex, so about 3 in the morning, I went to the motel and made her come home. My Wife Fucks Another Man One more time, several weeks later, my wife went off to Phil's house without me, and without my permission. This time...was the last time! This time, when she came home, (she beat me home), but by now I had figured she had gone to see him as she hadn't answered the home phone all night long, (this was before it was common to carry a cellphone), and when I came in she asked me to sit down and listen to her. She told me that she and Phil were through, that she realized that he was a nut case and had just been stringing her along. She told me that his house was just the way he looked, sloppy, and that she had spent much of her time, both times there, doing housework for him. She also told me that Phil was, or at least said he was, madly in love with her and begged her to leave me. She said that he kept telling her that I must not love her, and respect her, if I wanted other men to fuck her. She knew that wasn't true. She said that she fell for all that crap and that she had become very infatuated with him, although, not in love with him. Phil kept asking her to leave me and move in with him. That's when she started to really think, and realized that what she was doing was wrong. There was no way she was going to give up me, and our life, for Phil. She loved me, wasn't in love with him, and he wasn't the man, nor did he have the life to offer her, that she wanted. She said the final straw that snapped her back to her senses was when Phil told her, (the night before), that she needed to leave me, and when she did; she needed to make sure that she got our Harley-Davidson motorcycle in the divorce because she had helped work and pay for it and it wouldn't be right for me to be riding some other woman's ass around on it after she had helped me pay for it! Brandie said, "That was IT! When he said that, I knew that he was a nutcase! He didn't really want me, he just wanted to fuck me whenever he wanted to and he wanted your Harley!" There was much crying on her part, she couldn't apologize enough and we talked about this and other things for several hours. We finally agree that now that Phil was history, (and he really was, neither of us ever saw him, or heard from him again), that we could get on with our "HOT Wife/Swinging Lifestyle plans and have some real fun! And we have. We have never had any other problems and we have always been open and honest with each other and always talked things through. My wife, Brandie and I, have been sharing her with other men for nearly 20 years now. We have had hundreds of different sexual situations all for the enjoyment of both of us and with both of our complete and total knowledge and permission. Just to name a few of the things we have done, this is certainly not a complete list; -We joined a swingers club and have had too many different sexual encounters there to count! I have watched and joined in as Brandie has fucked scores of different men there and even had a couple of small gang-bangs. -We have had a couple of small gang-bangs in motel rooms with men that we have met at the club, or other nightclubs and took back to the motel with us. -We have had sex with strangers we didn't know in adult book stores. -With my permission, Brandie has gone to the swingers club without me, had sex, and come home to tell me about it. -With my permission, Brandie has gone to house parties without me and had sex, then come home and told me about it. -With my permission, Brandie traveled overnight to another man's house in another city, where he and her had sex while I watched on web cam. (We knew this guy, he had been to our home before and we had threesomes with him before). -Brandie and I have hosted scores of swingers parties at our home where she has many times had sex while I watched, others watched, and I often have joined in. -Brandie once got "picked up" by a biker while she was on a road trip and he and she ended up having sex in an adult book store movie booth and then she told me about it afterwords. -I watched my wife get "picked up" by a businessman in a hotel lounge while he didn't know I was there until it came time to go to the room and have sex, THAT was a cool experience! -And along the way, I have enjoyed the thrill of getting those sloppy 2nd's, sometimes, sloppy 3rd's and even 4th's, from my wife's well fucked and well used cunt after other men have fully enjoyed fucking her, many, many times! So, for all the bullshit that our "very first ever" experience turned out to be with Phil, we were able to work our way passed it, get over it, and have had 20 years of fantastic swinging sexual fun since! The lessons for anyone considering this lifestyle for themselves are this; -Talk to each other before starting it, about the expectations and desires of each of you. -Set clear guidelines, "rules", of what is acceptable to each of you, but don't make them so restrictive as to take away the opportunities for spontaneity and fun. -Make sure that you have clear communication between you and that you have some code words, or phrases that you each understand so that you can stop the action, or communicate with each other when one of you is feeling uncomfortable about something in the presence of some one else. -And if the situation doesn't "feel right", then don't go through with it and try to force something good out of a bad situation. Phil gave both of us many bad vibes that first night and we should have had the good common sense to have thanked him for a good dinner, but left it at that. There have been some good voyeuristic parts to this story, and for the hardcore "cuckold", even some of the follow up parts when my wife and Phil carried on for a bit after that first meeting, might even be enjoyable reading. For those of you thinking about trying the HOT Wife/Swinging Lifestyle for yourselves, there might be a few lessons to be learned here. So I hope that everyone has enjoyed the story of the true, "First time I ever watched another man fuck my wife"!