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My Roller Coaster Ch. 01

By: BlBones



It all began quite innocently. My husband and I heard of a little known, by invitation only, club where after 2 a.m. apparently anything and everything goes. The club is located in the mountains, in Nevada, almost on the California border between Reno and Lake Tahoe. 

I'm sorry. I am getting a little ahead of the story. My name is Rhonda and my husband is Lee we are in our mid-thirties and have been married 12 years. You need to understand a little about my past to understand the story that follows. First, due to a birth defect, I am unable to conceive. The defect was detected when I was thirteen and having that safety factor, I became sexually active at the age of sixteen. I was careful and never had unprotected sex. And yes, I enjoyed sex, and still do. 

Lee knew that I was not a candidate for being a virgin bride before we married, but we loved each other and my past didn't bother him. We enjoy great sex and we spice it up from time-to-time by attending strip clubs and bringing home adult videos. I have been faithful to him since we married but I will admit to a couple of sexual encounters shortly after we were engaged. 

One thing more, ever since my dad took me for a ride on the Matter-horn at Disneyland when I was just big enough to ride, I have always loved riding roller coasters. A good roller coaster has always represented the epitome of excitement and thrills to me. However, I do not depend on roller coasters for all of my excitement and since my first sexual encounter; I found that sex gives me a different but equal thrill and excitement to that of a roller coaster. Also, there is another parallel: I don't have to have either on a regular or sustained basis but I won't pass up an opportunity when it is provided. 

We are both tall, Lee is 6' 2" and I am 5' 11" and we are both excellent physical specimens. I have to admit that I turn heads, almost no matter what I wear, and I enjoy it. Lee loves to show me off but he becomes very jealous when he thinks things have gone too far or that things are getting a little out of hand. 

The story began when Lee came home one night telling about this club in Nevada. One of his buddies and his wife along with two other friends had been there last weekend and had filled Lee's head with wild stories about the club. It sounded quite exotic and I questioned him in detail about it. After he had told all that he knew he asked if I would like to try it. I had to admit it sounded exciting, but I had serious reservations about it. I didn't express my feelings though and told him if he wanted to try it once, I would be willing go along with it.

Early the next week Lee came home and told me we had reservations in Reno for the weekend and he had instructions for getting to the club and an invitation. I could tell that he was excited about the adventure. I still had serious reservations and now I made them know to him. My chief concern was that the activities sounded very much like a very big, controlled, or maybe uncontrolled orgy. I didn't know if I could handle that. 

As I mentioned, I have been faithful to Lee since the day we married and I have no reason to suspect that he has not been faithful to me. Yes, we have played around with other couples and friends but it had never gone beyond a grope and sometimes some rather serious foreplay. But that is where it always ended. Our sex after the play sessions has always been extra hot and wild. Returning to the roller coaster analogy again; when I go to a park with a good roller coaster, I don't want to leave. With sex, when I get fired up, I don't want to quit. Lee has had to turn me off at more than one party where things were getting wild. He was always a gentleman but he removed me from the heat when necessary.

What I could determine from Lee's descriptions sounded like activities at the club went well beyond watching, feeling, and groping. I was assured of my feelings when I found out that we would both have to have a medical check-up and carry the papers attesting to our being free from disease. I protested but Lee cajoled me into getting the check-up. 

We live in Vacaville, CA so the drive on Friday afternoon to Reno wasn't bad. We checked in to our hotel and had supper. Back in the room, Lee made a couple of phone calls. He got off the phone and came to me with a broad grin on his face and told me we were all set for the club and that we should get a little nap before we headed out. There was no sense in arriving until after midnight.

We lay down to take a nap and Lee started to play around. I told him to save it for after our return from the club. We arose and dressed about 11:30. Lee had me bring some of my sexy outfits. I put on a garter belt and hose, an almost transparent thong and a cocktail dress with a hem that came down just below the band on the stockings. The dress was cut deep on the front and back, not allowing a bra to be worn with it. My hair comes down to the middle of my back and I wore it simply brushed back. 

I could tell by Lee's looks that he approved He is very funny because as I noted before, He loves to show me off, he loves to see me play around, and yet he has a jealous streak that runs from top to bottom and becomes very apparent if he feels I am going too far or that a male is taking advantage. 

We arrived at the club just before one. It was very secluded, yet perched on a hill top from which you could see a little of Lake Tahoe in the distance. Upon entering there was no apparent difference from other strip clubs we had visited except that we had to go through a rather extensive check-in process. Getting checked in seemed to go on and on and just as I had decided that I really didn't want to do this and was about to ask Lee to leave, our processing was completed and we went in. Lee assured me that it would not be like this in the future. I told him that I wasn't sure there would be a future.

As we found a table, there was a gorgeous red-head on stage doing her number. I have to admit, you couldn't ask for a more perfect body and her dance was hot. When we came in she had already removed all of her costume and was dry humping the pole. 

I hadn't mentioned it before, but we are light, social drinkers. A glass of wine with dinner and/or an after dinner cocktail is about the extent of our consumption. But, I must add, with only that much alcohol, I get very warm and mellow, and in the right atmosphere, downright hot. We found that we have more fun being conscious of what is going on. We ordered non-alcoholic drinks to start with and watched the shows which were good but nothing that we hadn't seen before. 

At 2 a.m. the place became rather quiet as the announcer called, "Ladies and Gentlemen, how about a big welcome for your friend Stephanie." She appeared in a rather nice looking business suit and heels. She danced a few minutes and then removed her jacket. She was wearing a sheer blouse and no bra. Her breasts were exquisite -- perfect size and shape. In a few moments the announcer called, "Stephanie meet your partner, Roger." He came out in a business suit and took the dancer by the hand and led her to a set looking like a bedroom. Over the next few minutes she extracted his very adequate cock and began to suck it right on stage. Then he moved her to the edge of the bed, where she lay on her back. He lifted her skirt, removed her panties and began to eat her pussy. 

This is the first time I had seen a sex act, live, and on stage. The show was enhanced by the use of a TV camera with a very good telephoto lens that fed into four big screen monitors placed strategically in the club. No matter where you were, you could catch all of the action and hear the live sound. Well, almost everywhere, there were no screens in the rest rooms. As the two moved into the missionary position and he started to slip his cock into her, I reached over and felt Lee's cock. He was really enjoying the show and I was too since I was aware of considerable wetness forming between my legs. The couple on the stage finished their act with her taking his full load in her mouth and swallowing it.

The announcer stated that the next show would be in forty minutes. He also announced that there were two open spots and anyone interested should sign up at the office right away. Only the stage lights were on during the sex act and now the house lights came up slightly. There was enough light to see your way around without stumbling over tables and chairs but that is about all. A small combo took the stage and couples began to dance. Lee and I just watched as our eyes adjusted. We became aware that many couples were trading partners and that there was more than dancing taking place on the dance floor. 

We could see that hands were very active, but nothing outrageous was happening. A nice looking gentleman came over and asked me to dance. I thanked him but declined. In fact several men approached me and I turned them all down.

The second show featured Leslie, a beautiful brunette and Trent, a very muscular black stud. They both came on stage wearing silk robes which they discarded as soon as they got together. I was a little disappointed. I had always heard that black men were hung with pussy ripping cocks. Trent's was big, but nothing outrageous. They skipped the foreplay and their show was extra hot. I believe they used every position that there is. What made it so hot was that you could see that they were both totally enjoying themselves, or else they were doing a superb job of acting. I even fantasized about being the dancer receiving that straight black cock. I knew Lee was thoroughly entranced with the brunette, she was gorgeous. I must admit I was really entranced with Trent. Although his cock was not of the 'can you top this' category, for some reason the shape, girth, and length looked really sexy to me and I couldn't help but wonder what it felt like. As this thought entered my head, my opinion of the place started to soften. 

After the show Lee asked if I wanted to dance. I told him yes, and with a chuckle I added, "That is if I will be able to get close to you." He countered by telling me I could probably just slip on to him. Almost all of the songs were slow dance songs and we danced tightly for a couple songs. A nice looking couple danced next to us and asked if we would like to trade partners for the next dance. Lee looked at me and I shrugged. One dance couldn't be all that devastating. So we traded.

His name was Charlie and he wanted to know if this was our first time here. I told him it was and found out that he and his wife lived at Lake Tahoe and came quite regularly. I decided to plunge right in and I asked him if all the things I had heard about the club were true. He laughed and said he didn't know what I had heard but that they probably were true. He went on to say that things were just getting ready to warm up. His answer gave me pause for thought and I didn't know if I was ready for more than I had already seen, or at least thought I had seen.

During the dance I asked him what the announcer was talking about when he said "positions were open?" Charlie told me it had nothing to do with new comers and that if I returned in the future, I would understand. Then he changed the subject and I shortly forgot about it.

As we danced, Charlie pulled me closer and I could feel that he was packing a good sized piece of meat in his trousers. I would pull away and he would slowly work me back to him. During our dance his hand would brush against my breast at the exposed flesh provided by my plunging neckline. The dance ended and he asked for another. I glanced over at Lee and he just smiled. I was a little disturbed but on the other hand I was getting a little excited in anticipation of where things would go at the club and what things would be like when we returned to the hotel.

By the end of the second dance I knew for sure that Charlie was well hung. On one occasion when he had swung me out, on my way back, my hand brushed his crotch. I know he had figured out that my breast were ample and not sagging. In addition, I could see that Charlie's wife, Cindy, was definitely not a shrinking violet. 

When the dance ended, Lee and I were together again. Lee said that apparently we both got checked out pretty well. I agreed. Lee smiled and said Cindy seemed to be 100% real. I smiled and said, "So did Charlie." I could tell that that did not sit well with Lee but I didn't try to say more.

We danced a couple of more dances before the next show and, looking around; I could see things were heating up among various couples. I was getting turned on and at the same time I was becoming apprehensive. I mentioned my feelings to Lee and he said let's just stay through the next show, then a couple of dances, and then leave. I agreed. 

The next show was mostly oral between a buxom blond and a very muscular and well hung stud that seemed to have a lot of Asian blood in him. Of the three shows, this seemed the hottest to me and I was ready to get Lee in the sack and ravage him. During the show I glanced around the club several times and there was no doubt that there were penetrations occurring. I was truly getting fully turned on; no I was hot and on fire. I was ready for Lee to ram his cock into me as hard and as far as he could reach. 

After the show I danced with a cute younger man and then with Lee. I suggested to him that we should leave after the dance and he hesitated some, but agreed. Just as the song ended and we started from the floor, Charlie came up and asked for another dance. I told him we had had a night and were on out way out. He pleaded for just one more dance and Lee told me go ahead, but just one.

Charlie danced me into a part of the club where there was practically no light. He pulled me close and slid a hand into my dress and started to rub my nipple. I told him that I wasn't ready to play right now and reached to stop him. He took my hand and moved it down to his crotch where I encountered his naked manhood standing straight out. As I had judged earlier, it was big. In the past, when playing around, I had felt several cocks, but they were all still inside their owner's pants. This was a new sensation and I must say it was not unpleasant. I could feel my resistance starting to dissolve.

We stood fondling each other for a minute or two and I could feel my wetness really start to build. About then he removed his hand from my breast and reached for the hem of my skirt. That snapped me back to reality. I knew this had gone far enough and let go of his cock and pushed him away and told him again that I wasn't ready to play. He started to move toward me when Lee stepped up and asked Charlie if he was hard of hearing? Charlie backed off and I don't know if Lee could see him tucking his cock back into his pants. I don't believe he did because I feel that if he had seen his cock out he would have decked him on the spot. We left the club about four. On the drive back I told Lee that he had better not be too tired when we got to the hotel. I was recalling the activities and my horns were growing. The episode with Charlie and his cock were definitely a turn on and I wondered what would have happened if it had happened earlier when he might have had more opportunities. Yes, I even wondered what it would be like to have him in me. Lee couldn't see it but I had my right hand inside my thong most of the way home. Naughty thoughts were dancing in my head, and now I really didn't want to leave the roller coaster behind. 

Once in the hotel room I don't know who attacked who but we were both on fire. I don't remember when the last time was that I wanted him in me so badly. We almost ripped our clothes off and Lee buried his cock in me. 

As he entered me I couldn't help but think what it would be like to be getting Trent's or Charlie's cock in me right then. Lee didn't last but a few minutes before he exploded. He knew that I hadn't been satisfied and he buried his face in my pussy, something he doesn't do very often after he has pumped me full. His lustful attack, my thoughts about the evening, and the vision of strange cocks worked together and it wasn't long before I came in his face. 

When we had satisfied our lust, we talked about the experience. We both agreed that the experience was one to remember and extremely erotic. Towards the end of the conversation Lee asked if I would like to go back. I told him the thought was exciting but that I was afraid that maybe I wouldn't be able to control myself and things might get out hand. I told him honestly that I had really been turned on and then I told him about Charlie's cock.

Lee didn't get mad, as I had expected, but said he had suspected something was going on. Then he asked me if he hadn't arrived when he did, would I have let things go further. I told him that I was trying to disengaging when he arrived and that I was truly ready to leave at that time. The excitement, new experience, and not being used to being up until four or five in the morning had made me tired. But, then I told him that, in all honesty, I didn't know if I could have resisted if Charlie had made multiple advances earlier. 

I was honest and told him that Charlie's cock had been very intriguing and that I had wondered what it would be like to take him. I didn't say anything more about Trent. I reminded him that I had quite an extensive sex life before we were married and that tonight had reminded me of some of my past. I finished by telling him that between the shows, seeing couples engaged in every imaginable sexual activity, and Charlie's advances, I had gotten very hot and I truly didn't know what my limit would be.

I then asked Lee how he felt about the night. I was surprised when he said it was very exciting but he felt he was in control at all times. I point blank asked if he had any exciting encounters. He said not really with the exception of having danced with the stripper from the second show. He sighed, "She was really put together but that he hadn't been allowed to get his hands on much of her."

I thought for a minute and then asked, "What about Cindy? Wasn't she exciting?"

He almost started to splutter and I knew from the way that he acted that she had been a turn-on. I didn't press the issue and with a big smile I said, "Sweet dreams honey. Don't wake me too soon." 

We slept until mid-afternoon and then we had a fantastic romp in the sack. We toured some of the casinos and watched the players. I dropped about $25 in the slots and that was it. We made reservation for one of the dinner shows at the hotel and had a great evening. After the show Lee asked if I wanted to go back to the club. I could tell he wanted to go but I was still quite concerned with what might or could happen if we went back. I told him that I had explained my feelings about the club and reiterated my reactions. Therefore, it was his call whether we went or not. If he decided to go, I would go with him.

I could see that Lee was torn but I decided to let him wrestle with it. He finally sighed and said, "Honey, last night was pretty intense and you have told me you are unsure about it. "Let's pass for tonight and maybe we can do it again some other time.

We had a good time for the rest of our stay in Reno and went home on Sunday afternoon. All the way home I was trying to classify our experience as a good or bad roller coaster ride. I quickly acknowledged that it was a terrific roller coaster. But then a new question came to mind: 'If the opportunity came again, is it a roller coaster I would like to ride again?' Deep inside I heard myself answer, 'You bet your sweet ass I would.' But would I?

We recalled our club adventure several times over the following weeks. I must admit that every time we discussed the club, I could feel stirrings between my legs. A couple of months later, during one of the discussion, Lee asked if I would like to go back. I reaffirmed my previous feelings and told him they had not changed at all. Again, I could tell he wanted to go back and again I told him it would have to be his decision; that I would go along with him but he needed to be ready to accept any consequences. 


My Roller Coaster Ch. 01



Then it occurred to me to ask him quite frankly if our sex was filling his needs and was he thinking about swinging or getting something strange. He immediately took offense to my question and said our sex was great and no, he had never considered being with anyone else other than an occasional wild fantasy. I could see he was really upset and or hurt by my question. I understood his reference to the wild fantasy, I've had my own, and like him, I have never considered them beyond fantasy.

We talked for quite a while but Lee still seemed fixated on the club. I finally said to him, "Lee, you know that club is a sex club and that many, if not all, of the patrons are swingers. If we go back to the club, I'm telling you now that I will make no promises, neither will I speculate about what I would or would not do. Now you take it from there. I do not intend to discuss it further."

(Continues with another trip to the club) 



My Roller Coaster Ch. 02



Lee came home on Wednesday several weeks later and reported that we had reservations for Reno over the weekend. I didn't have to ask, but I did anyway, whether we would be going to the club. He said, "Yes," and went on to tell me that we would be going with one of his associates and his wife. I knew the couple slightly from company functions and I liked them. They were about seven years our junior and they were a very attractive couple. Lee told me that the couple, Ray and Yvonne, had been to the club several times and that it was Ray that had initially told him about it.

The news was upsetting to me on the one hand and on the other, a return trip sounded kind of exciting. Before the weekend came, I bought two new outfits and my attitude warmed more to the idea of going back to the club. I made up my mind that I would go, that I would ride the roller coaster, and that I was going to have a good time, whatever that meant. 

Thursday Lee informed me that we would be staying close to the club at Lake Tahoe. Ray had connections and was able to get a place at the lake on short notice. By the time Friday came, I was actually becoming excited about the trip. I was having fantasies parade before me and I knew Lee would blow his lid if he had any idea what fantasies I was entertaining.

Friday afternoon we picked up Ray and Yvonne and we were in a beautiful condo at Lake Tahoe before dinner. My recollection of Ray and Yvonne didn't do them justice. He's the same height as Lee but more muscular. Yvonne is a little shorter than I but she has a knock-out figure and she dresses to show it, even in jeans and a blouse. During dinner I was aware that Ray was paying a lot of attention to me and Yvonne was paying a lot of attention to Lee. We returned to our condo after dinner and went to our bedrooms for a nap and then dress for the evening. We were going to leave at 12:30 a.m. for the club.

When it was time to dress I asked Lee to get a quick shower and then stay out of the bathroom until I was dressed. I wanted to surprise him. When he was through, I showered and dressed in one of the new outfits. It consisted of a sexy sheer thong, a skimpy white wrap-around skirt that wrapped around with about ten inches of overlap and had a hemline that met the middle of the band on my black thigh-high stockings. I topped the skirt with a black, sheer, front buttoning blouse (it was almost transparent). Under the blouse I wore a sheer strapless black bra. Wearing the bra and the blouse you could still just make out my areolas and nipples. The outfit was completed with a pair of 5" "fuck me" strap-ons and a white jacket.

Once I was satisfied with my makeup, I called to Lee that I was coming out. I stepped into the bedroom just as he was taking a drink of soda. When he saw me he choked and spit out some of the drink he had just started to swallow. Fortunately, he missed his shirt. Then he put on a monstrous smile. Obviously, he liked it. Then he said, "Now let's see what you look like without the jacket." When I took the jacket off, he about choked again. 

Once he caught his breath he said, "Good God honey, you look fantastic. "But do you think you should be going out dressed like that?" I asked him what he meant. He said, "You look like you are going out to troll for cock." I told him I certainly wouldn't wear the outfit to church or to work but that it certainly seemed appropriate for tonight. I could see now that he was not happy with my exposed look and I was a little shocked and a little pissed. 

I said, rather sarcastically, "Would you rather I change back into the jeans and shirt that I wore up here?" 

With that he shot back, "I'm sorry, but without the jacket you look like a hooker." 

This made me mad and I fired back, "Look Lee, you know what this club is about. You know my feelings about the club. Well, you wanted to come back and I didn't put up a fuss. So, if I'm going back to the club, and we know what the club is all about, I'm going to go and have fun in whatever form that takes. Right now is the time to call this whole thing off if you don't like what you are thinking might, and possible could, happen." 

He started to reply with "Honey..." and I cut him off and spat at him, "Lee, make up your damned mind. Are we going to the club, or not? If we go I'm staying dressed as I am and I am going to do whatever I feel like doing there. If that doesn't work for you then we had better stay here, it's not too far to go to Reno, or we can go home."

I could see I had caught him completely off-guard. He stood open mouthed for a moment and then said, "Gee, honey, I wasn't prepared for this. I thought we could go and have a good time just like we did before. I didn't realize you were going to go this far with it." 

I softened. I knew he couldn't understand how the club had affected me. I asked him to sit down and then I explained again how hot I had been before and how I didn't know how I would respond if I went back. I told him that I loved him more than anything but that the environment at the club was something I had never experienced before and that it gave me a strange and erotic feeling and that I couldn't promise how I would react or what might happen tonight. 

He sheepishly asked me if we went would I have sex with another man. I told him that I would like to think not but I truly didn't know how I would react when it came right down to the final act. I then asked him what he would do if I did have sex at the club. He didn't know. 

So I finally said, "Well sweet, it's up to you. If we stay here, we know we are safe. If we go to the club we take our chances. Do you want to take the risk?" 

As he started to get up, he replied, "Honey, I trust you to do the right thing, let's go." 

I yanked him back down and said, "Not so fast buddy, you're not going to dump the blame for whatever might happen tonight on me. I have been honest with you and told you how I feel about the place. If you can't live with the thought that I might get fucked by someone else, then we need to stay here. If we go, you had better be ready to accept the consequences, whatever they might be."

Now he started to get mad and said, "You mean to tell me that you can't control yourself?

I snapped back, "If that is the way you want to word it, and you can't accept that I don't know, then the answer is, 'No.' I don't think I can control myself. Lee you do what you want. I don't think this was a good idea. I'm going to go change out of this hooker outfit, as you called it, and go back to bed."

Ray knocked on the door and asked if we were ok and if we were about ready to go?

Lee yelled back that we would be out in a minute. 

I started for the bathroom and Lee caught me and took me in his arms. He told me he was sorry for calling my dress a hooker dress and he was sorry for ruining the evening. Finally he said, "I would really like to visit the club one more time." 

Before he could continue I told him to take Ray and Yvonne and go without me. He replied that it would be no fun by himself. 

Then he said very tenderly, "Honey let's have fun tonight. We will just let the chips fall where they may. I promise to love you always and tonight will do absolutely nothing to change that. I love you beyond words."

I stood for a moment and then asked, "What happens if one or both of us have sex with someone else tonight?" 

He looked me in the eye and said, "Honey, we will have to cross that bridge if we get to it. My crystal ball isn't any better than yours."

"Lee, I would die if anything happened tonight that would harm our marriage. We can remove that danger by staying here. Honey, I'm being honest, I am frightened when I think what could happen tonight. I don't want to shock you, but every time I have thought about the club since we were there before, shivers run up and down my spine. Not shivers of fear, but erotic shivers. The feelings I get are very much like the ones I had before we were married. My intuition tells me not to go." 

He thought about what I said and then finally replied, "Sweetheart, I'll be right there with you and will look out for you. I honestly acknowledge your concerns which I'm sure we will find are unfounded. We'll be alright. Let's give the club one last fling." 

By this time, I was pretty much out of the mood for anything other than going to bed with Lee. It was with huge doubts in my mind that I climbed into the car for the drive to the club. The club was only a short drive from the condo. 

On the drive to the club, Ray told us more about it. The one fact that really grabbed me was that there were no professional entertainers at the club. The shows were performed by men and women, members, who volunteered. The number of shows each night was determined by the number of volunteers. Three shows the night we were there the first time was low. Usually on weekends there are at least five shows and sometimes the shows run continuously. Amid my trepidations about the night I found this piece of information very interesting, it answered my question from the first visit about slots available for people to sign up for. By the time we got to the club, I was starting to become excited again. 

When we arrived, one show was just ending and the next show was announced in twenty minutes. We took the table near the stage that Ray had reserved and ordered drinks. As it turned out, Lee and I had chairs facing away from the stage. Ray had us move around to their side of the table and we ended up with Lee and me separated by Ray and Yvonne. While we were waiting for the drinks a voice behind me called out, "Hey there Ray and Yvonne. "I see you brought some guests." I turned to see who it was and about dropped my teeth. It was Charlie. I saw his jaw drop when he recognized me. 

He said, "Rhonda, it's good to see you again. I hoped we would meet again." Lee recognized Charlie and I saw him stiffen a little. We exchanged pleasantries and found that Ray and Charlie had been friends for some time and that it was through Charlie that Ray had gotten the condo. I was beginning to get a warm, wet feeling between my legs. 

I asked Charlie where his wife was and he told me she would be out pretty soon. 

After we had talked for a while the announcer called the next show. "Please bring out our beautiful Cindy and her partner for tonight, that pleasing hunk of woman pleaser, Trent." I about choked, and I saw Lee's jaw drop when Cindy, Charlie's wife, came on stage with a six foot something black man. They were both wearing silk robes that, with the floodlights behind them, provided silhouettes of their bodies. He was at about half mast and the shadow made it look humongous. Then I realized that this was the same man we had seen on our first visit and knew he wasn't as big as he appeared through the robe.

Now I could really feel my body starting to react. It's one thing to see the sex act performed by professionals, or on screen, but it is something entirely new and extra exciting when you know they are not professionals and that you know (well have met) one of them before, and it is live. And, Lee's assessment had been right on, Cindy had a beautiful body. The two stood kissing and caressing for a moment and then he removed her robe and kissed and sucked her beautiful tits. 

She then removed his robe and went down on him. With his robe removed, I could see that he was actually well endowed and it stood straight out. She was able to get all of his salami into her mouth and throat. Next they went into a sixty-nine position with him on top. He literally fucked her mouth. Shortly he rolled over on his back and Cindy mounted him. In this position you could really see the full action as she took the full length of his cock as she bounced. 

About that time the announcer came on and said, "OK folks. Those two are about to explode. Let's make it heard for how they finish. She takes his load in her mouth, or do you want 'cream pie'?" The voice vote was for "in her mouth." With that she dismounted, propped herself up against a very large pillow and he kneeled and straddled her. She reached out and pulled him to her and began to suck and stroke him. It didn't take long before you could see him stiffen and then blow his load into her mouth as she desperately swallowed as much as she could. Finally you could see dribbles of his cum slip out around the sides of her mouth. She continued to suck on him until he was empty and clean. 

Meanwhile, Charlie had pulled a chair up next to me and moved close. As the show progressed his hand had started to gently caress my exposed leg. At times I had trouble watching the show as I was battling whether I should stop him or just let it go on a little longer. Of course, Lee was on the other side of our group and couldn't see anything. The real trouble I was having was that I was feeling guilty as I acknowledged that I was enjoying it.

Just as Cindy was finishing the clean-up on Trent, Charlie leaned over, slid his hand half-way up my thigh, and whispered, "I hope we can pick up where we left off last time. I'll see you later." With that he went to meet Cindy and bring her over. I almost had an orgasm right then. I motioned to Lee to come sit by me and when he came, I leaned over and whispered that this might be his last chance. If he was concerned about what might happen, he should get me out of there NOW. 

He smiled and said, "We'll be ok honey." And then he placed my hand on his crotch. He was as hard as a rock. A few minutes later, Charlie brought Cindy from back stage. She was wearing a very low-cut cocktail dress and showing lots of leg too. 

She sat at the table and said hello to Lee and myself and said she was glad to see us back. When she asked if we enjoyed the show, Lee almost became tongue-tied trying to tell her how much he enjoyed it. I was beginning to wonder if our return trip was so that he might get it on with Cindy. Maybe he wasn't all that concerned over my having sex. Maybe he was just looking for an excuse to do his own thing. I thought to myself, 'Lee, if that's your motive, you're playing with fire.'

After a few minutes Charlie and Cindy excused themselves saying they needed to rejoin friends who had come with them. When they left I reiterated to Lee that now would be a good time to get me out of here. He assured me that things would be ok. I even suggested that he could leave long enough to take me back to the condo and then he could return. He vetoed that too. I gave up and said to him, "Ok, I've tried. I won't bug you any more, but all bets are off."

He wanted to know what I meant by that and I told him he knew damned well what I meant. Over the next hour I danced with several men, including Ray and Charlie. They were all packing heavy duty equipment and I got a good feel from and had a good feel of each dance partner. 

I noticed that Lee was not dancing much but he was getting in some good feels when he did dance. I also noticed that all but two of his dances were with Cindy. The exception was Yvonne. By this time most of my dancing was monopolized by Charlie and I knew my resistance index was close to zero. 

Charlie had been sneaking feels of my breast. He was also sneaking his hand inside my skirt on occasions. I guess you couldn't really call it sneaking since I knew what he was doing and I wasn't doing anything to discourage him. I was getting very hot and I was enjoying the sensation of another man's hands on my body. 

After one of the dances as Charlie escorted me back to be with Lee, he whispered in my ear, "I liked it better when you weren't wearing a bra. Your bra is preventing me from really enjoying your breast." He was getting to me, and he knew it. I sat down and talked with Lee and told him again that I was losing it and that this would be the last call.

He replied that Ray and Yvonne had suggested that we stay until 5 a.m. (2 ½ hours from now). 

I tried to make him understand but he just couldn't or wouldn't acknowledge my desperate situation. I was about to lose all my inhibitions. 

He just smiled at me and suggested I sit out more of the dances. 

In exasperation, I finally gave up (really) and told him he had been warned and that I didn't know where things were going from here. I told him that he was playing emotional mind games with me and that I was through letting him play them with me. With that final warning, I left him, after telling him I was going to the ladies room.

He just smiled at me and said, "Honey I'm not playing games with you. We are and we will be ok." That was it. He showed no concern and made no attempt to keep me from leaving the table.

(Continues as she lets her desires take control)



My Roller Coaster Ch. 03



In the ladies room, after finishing my duties, I removed my bra. I started to leave the stall and then stopped. I reached down and removed my thong. Going back to our table, and in plain view of Lee, I dropped my undergarments into my purse. Of course, without the bra my breasts were completely visible to everyone. And to be truthful, I was proud of them. 

Lee jumped up and said, "My God Rhonda, you can't go around dressed like that." 

I told him there were lots of people in the hall that had far less on than I had and then I asked if we were going home soon. 

He reiterated that we would leave around five. 

Half angrily, "That's fine. I would see you at five," and I scurried off without giving him a chance to say anything more. Of course if he really wanted to say something, he could come after me. As I crossed the hall towards Charlie's table I passed Cindy who commented, "It looks like you are getting into the swing of things," as she passed.

Charlie saw me coming and came to meet me. He smiled, and as he stared at my tits said, "You are absolutely outstanding." I felt a rush and stood straighter to push my tits hard against the fabric. He led me to the dance floor and as we began to dance, he quickly began to fondle my breast through the sheer fabric. Then in a matter of moments one hand went up to the middle buttons and unbuttoned them. His bare hand slipped in and cupped my bare breast. The feel of skin on skin was overwhelming and I let out a small moan and thought to myself, "Sorry Lee, you have insisted that we stay. This is like days of my past. It feels good, and I'm going to enjoy myself." 

My moan inspired Charlie to dance us over to one of the darker areas of the club. He pushed me back against the wall, unbuttoned the rest of the blouse, and opening it, he planted his lips on my tit. Again, I let out a moan. The feel of his lips on my nipple sent off fireworks in my head and I wouldn't have stopped him even if I could. I grabbed his head with both hands and pulled his mouth hard against my nipple. Now I had lost it, I knew it, and I didn't care as old, almost forgotten feelings of lust consumed me.

As I reveled in the feel of his lips on my nipple, I felt his hand slide through the wrap of my skirt and quickly find my pussy that was already wet. As he started to insert a finger he said, "I hoped you would get the message and uncover this delicious feeling pussy." 

While he was fingering me, I reached down, unzipped his fly, and freed his almost completely hard cock. I slipped out of his grasp and went to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. I was overcome with the erotic feeling of doing something so naughty and so unlike my normal married self. 

Presently he reached down and lifted me to my feet. Then he unwrapped my skirt and went down on his knees. His tongue entered me and I had an orgasm on the spot. He was driving me into a frenzy and I said to him, "Fuck me Charlie. "Please fuck me now." 

In a matter of moments I was laying on a table and Charlie's cock was buried in my pussy. I wanted to scream in pure lustful pleasure but I withheld it. The naughtiness, the feeling of a strange cock in me, and knowing my husband was just across the hall sent me into a world of ecstasy I had not known since before I was married. I think the only thing that could have topped the experience would have been to have Lee watching.

Charlie didn't last long before he deposited a large load of his seed in me. The pulsing of his cock and the warm feeling of his cum filling my pussy were unbelievable. When we finished, I knew I had crossed the line but I didn't feel bad about it. I had just moved into, or maybe it was more like returned, to another or renewed level of sexuality. I knew I had over an hour left and I wasn't going to waste my time sitting around.

I went back to our table and Lee was on the dance floor with Yvonne. I could tell that they were checking each other out again. I waited until they returned to the table and smiled up at him. He asked if I was enjoying myself and I told him I certainly was. He asked where I had been, that he had missed me. I told him flippantly that I had just been playing naughty and that I was going to play naughty some more. He started to say something more but I just got up and hurried out of earshot. His time for conversation or instruction had passed. 

I went looking for Charlie but he wasn't at his table. Cindy was there and when she saw me she smiled and motioned me over. She then introduced me to a graying gentleman sitting at the table. His name was Walter and he was manager and a part owner of the club. We talked for a few minutes and then Walter asked me to dance. I started to refuse and he injected that he would love to show me some wonderful dance steps out on the dance floor. 

It then occurred to me that he was one of the people I had observed the first night doing a lot more than just dancing. I thought to myself that time was running out and if he was, in fact, one who I had seen, then maybe he could indeed show me some new steps. So, I accepted the offer.

As we were leaving the table, Cindy called to Walter, "Don't forget, it's about time for the manager's special."

We danced like normal people for a few minutes and then I felt his hand slide up under my blouse. It felt good and it was exciting because I knew Lee could probably see from his seat at the table. I could also see that Ray and Yvonne were there and watching. Next Walter reached down and I thought he was going for my pussy. But, he wasn't. He unzipped his fly and pulled out a handsome cock, and then he slipped his hand through the opening of my skirt and pressed it against my pussy. This was so naughty and so unlike me and I was really turned on. I hadn't paid any attention to it, but many, no most of the couples on the floor had stopped dancing and a large circle was being formed around the dance floor - and us, me and Walter.

He whispered in my ear to take hold of his cock and hold it against my pussy. I did and he kicked off his loafers and unbuckled his pants. With a quick move he dropped his pants and kicked them off. He wasn't wearing any underwear. Then he pulled me close again and told me I was overdressed for the 'manager's special,' that I should get rid of the skirt. 

I balked for a minute and then decided it would be fun to be an exhibitionist. I looked over and saw that Lee had joined the circle I could see just enough to determine that he was about to have a fit and he was starting to move towards us. I held my hand over Walter's shoulder and displayed the "halt" sign. He took another step toward us and I held my stop signal out again. At this point, Ray and Yvonne restrained him. I could see that he was resigned to the situation but he was not the least bit happy.

With Lee being cared for, I loosened the tie to the skirt and it dropped to the floor. Now Walter and I were both on the dance floor naked from the waist down. I grabbed Walter's cock again and started rubbing the head around my pussy. I was really on fire. Walter was very smooth and he obviously had much practice. 

Lee broke free and was on his way again but Ray and Yvonne, with the help of a couple of other men formed a good restraint. He yelled something but I couldn't hear it and turned my attention back to Walter. 

Walter whispered in my ear and told me not to worry about my husband; that he'd get over it and that now we were ready for the 'manager's special.' He said, "When you're ready, stop rubbing and guide me in." 

I exclaimed, "What?" 

He told me that I had heard him and that it was time for the 'manager's special.' 

I said to him, "But we are in the middle of the dance floor. Everyone can see us." 

He said, "That's what makes it special. Are you going to back out on me?" 

I thought about it for a moment and then I said, "No, I won't back out. How far will we go?" 

He said, "All the way to the end of the road." 

Again, my emotions ran wild. I knew I shouldn't, but having his penis rubbing my cunt for the last several minutes had me dripping wet and ready to go. With that final thought and feeling, I pulled him toward me and started to guide him in. He lifted my left leg and cradled it in the crook of his right arm and drove his cock all the way in. I didn't know what Lee was doing and I didn't care now. I was on a real high, I knew Lee was watching, and Walter had a very adequate cock. I was in heaven and then I soared to new heights when he blew his load into me.

We finished to the thunderous roar of the crowd and picked up our clothes from the floor. Without putting our clothes back on, Walter walked me back to our table. He held his hand out to Lee and said, "You have a fantastic wife. Thank you for letting her join me for "the manager's special." 

Lee didn't shake his hand but started to get up. I walked over to him and in a commanding voice I told him to sit back down and to quit acting like a little boy whose ice cream had just fallen out of the cone.

In an angry voice he said, "Rhonda, I never expected you to..." 

I cut him off and exploded, "Lee, you wanted to play the game. You knew the stakes and the possible consequences. I offered you several opportunities to put a stop to this. You repeatedly chose to ignore the warnings so now just lick your wounds and shut up." With that I turned to Walter and thanked him for a very memorable and exciting dance and that I had enjoyed learning the new step. 

I turned to Lee again and said, "Are you ready to go home now, or shall I go see who I can play with next?" 

Lee stormed out and shot over his shoulder that he would see us in the car. Although there were forty-five more minutes before 5 a.m., Ray and Yvonne could see that we had best call it a night. I put my skirt back on and we headed for the car. On the way out Ray said that I had really put on a hot show and that I had made the trip worthwhile. 

When we got to the car, Lee snarled at me to get my fucking ass in the car. 

That did it. I was not going to put up with Lee's verbal abuse. I looked at him and told him I was not going to ride up front with him. I asked Ray if he would ride up front with Lee and I would ride in back with Yvonne. 

I was surprised when Yvonne said she would ride up front with Lee and for me to sit in back with Ray. That really did surprise me but I didn't refuse. I got into the back seat doing a slow burn. I was coming off a night that I really didn't want to end now. I was good for another hour or two of this and now I was being treated like a wayward child by my husband. 

After we pulled out of the parking lot I noticed Yvonne moving around in the front seat and when she stopped moving she was leaning considerably to the left. As Yvonne stopped moving, I felt Ray's hand slide up under my blouse and start to tweak my nipple. The way I was feeling, I really didn't mind, but I knew if Lee saw it, there would be absolute hell to pay, considering his present mood. 

I whispered to Ray, "You shouldn't be doing this. Stop before Lee sees you." 

Ray whispered back, "Don't worry, Lee can't see back here." 

Then I realized what Yvonne had done. She had moved so that her head blocked the rear view mirror. She and Ray had planned this. Next, Yvonne asked Lee is he minded if she got some music and Lee indicated that he didn't give a damn. Yvonne turned the radio on, found some music, and turned the volume up so that you couldn't hear much else in the car.

Ray whispered in my ear, "Do you mind if I play around some? 

I told him I that right now I didn't mind at all. In a matter of moments Ray had a nipple in his mouth, one finger in my pussy, and I was fishing his cock out of his pants. From my position I saw Yvonne glance back a couple of times and smile. I was hot again and I didn't know where things were going to go. I knew that if we were alone, I'd fuck Ray right now. Fortunately the ride was short enough that I was able to stay somewhat in control. 

Before we got to the condo, Ray explained that he an Yvonne were swingers and that they would really like to trade spouses for the night. He asked if I was willing. I didn't know what to say. As hot as I was, I thought the opportunity sounded great but I was sure Lee would pitch a fit and I told Ray so. Ray told me that if I was willing then we could make it work.

When we reached the condo, Yvonne and I sat on the sofa and Lee headed for our bedroom saying he had it and was going to bed. Ray stopped him and asked him to sit, have a cup of coffee and let's discuss things. Lee realized he couldn't refuse without making a scene so he consented. 

Ray did a wonderful job of standing up for me. He recapped the events and summarized the results as being the things that happens between consenting adults and that Lee had basically consented by putting me in that environment.

Lee got defensive and started in to the marriage vows routine and then started to get ugly. 

Ray finally, in a point blank statement told Lee that he had no one to blame but himself and he needed to get over it, that he was sure that I still loved him.

Lee sat quietly for a few minutes and then told Ray that he just couldn't believe that I had betrayed him and done what I did. 

Before he could go on Ray told him to stop trying to pass the blame. Then he rocked Lee when he suggested that maybe Lee would feel better if he had a little extramarital sex of his own. 

Lee snorted back that it was a little late for that since we had left the club.

Ray really slammed Lee when he suggested that Lee sleep with Yvonne in their bedroom and that Ray would sleep with me in our bedroom.

I could see Lee start to turn red. I don't know if he was mad or embarrassed but he started to stutter and Yvonne cut him off. 

She said, "That sounds like a wonderful idea." 

Lee snarled out, "Are you all nuts or some sort of sex addicts?" 

Ray said 'no,' but that Lee was acting like a spoiled brat. 

Lee went ballistic and made a lunge for Ray. However, he tripped over the leg of a chair and went face first into the carpet.

At that point I jumped into the fray. I jumped up and as Lee was turning over, I shoved my stockinged foot into his chest and pushed him back to the floor saying, "You were warned but you just kept on pressing your luck. Well, your luck ran out and right now I am beginning to believe that you wanted it to happen. But when it finally did happen, you couldn't handle it. I'm tired now and I'm going to put an end to this discussion right now. Lee, I'm making the decision, and I'm going to sleep with Ray. You can either sleep with Yvonne, if she will have you, or you can sleep on this sofa. Goodnight Yvonne. Come on Ray and let's go to bed." I took Ray's hand and we went into the bedroom. 

Lee hurled some threats and I slammed the door before he could say much.

I was amazed at myself. If you had asked before tonight whether I could engage in extramarital sex, I would have looked at you like you were crazy. I had undergone some sort of unexplained change in my thinking at the club. Now I found myself thinking about and considering the erotic thrill of having a strange cock. I had experienced two strange cocks at the club and now I was actually looking forward to yet another strange cock. 

To the best of my recollection, Lee and I had only had sex three times in one night on two or three previous occasions. Now I was going to have sex three times without Lee. I wish I could say that I was bothered by this, but I wasn't. My only concern was what my activities might be doing to our marriage. 

This was the first time in our marriage that I really stood up to Lee. Usually, when push came to shove, I would defer to Lee. I had surprised myself tonight by taking him on and not submitting to his pressure. It felt good. Although the last half hour had worn me down, I was ready for Ray. 

As I had discovered in the car coming home that Ray was equipped with a formidable pea shooter. It took us less than thirty seconds to disrobe and fall into each others arm in the sack. In moments I was on top of Ray taking him into my pussy that didn't need priming. I was surprised at how good he felt in me after what I had done earlier. Also, by now any guilt feelings I may have had earlier had faded away.

Right or wrong I felt Lee was acting like an ass and that he really wanted things to happen. Then when they did happen, he couldn't handle it and blamed me for breaking our marriage vows. 

I was ready to go another round with Ray, but he wasn't up to it. He went to sleep snuggled up with me with his slightly erect cock in my hand. I couldn't go right to sleep because justified, or not, I was now worried sick about what the morning would bring.

(Continues - The truth comes out and the decision is made)



My Roller Coaster Ch. 04



Ray is an accomplished lover and I enjoyed having sex with him. However, Lee was still my husband, I hoped, and I still loved him. I did have a little trouble going to sleep, not knowing what I was going to have to face with Lee in the morning. Had I destroyed our marriage? That question made me feel sick at my stomach and I slept fitfully. 

I gave up trying to get any real sleep about eight o'clock. I got out of bed without waking Ray and carefully opened the bedroom door. I was partially relieved and somewhat jealous when I saw that Lee was not on the sofa and it did not appear that he had slept there. I went to the kitchenette to start some coffee and then the pangs of jealousy really began to bite. Lee was in bed with Yvonne. Had he had sex with her? 'What a stupid question.' Until now he had been mine only, now what? Why wasn't I stronger? Had my weakness destroyed my happiness? I didn't have any answers. I was just getting sick. 

Just as I was pouring a cup off coffee, Yvonne came out of the bedroom. She came in, said, "Good morning," and quipped, "What's wrong? "Was he too much for you?" 

I swallowed my pride and said that everything was fine with Ray. Then I asked, "And how was Lee? She caught me by surprise when she said, "I don't know. He came into the bedroom with me, put on his leather jacket and left. He wouldn't tell me where he was going. He simply said, 'I'll see you later.' You mean he's not here?" 

My heart sank. Had Lee left me? What was going to happen next? I started to cry and I asked Yvonne why she hadn't let me know that Lee had left. She said she was sure he was coming back because he had left his belongings and she hadn't come to me because there was nothing I could have done by the time she would have gotten me anyway. She was sure that he would have been back by now.

When I discovered Lee was gone, my voice rose and it woke Ray up. We told him what had happened and he went to the window and confirmed that the car was gone. We agreed that we might have to rent a car to get back home and were in the process of making emergecy plans when we heard the front door lock click and Lee walked through the front door. 

I ran to him with tears in my eyes and hugged him. He gave a passive return hug. I asked him where he had gone and he told me he had to do some thinking and he needed to get away from the condo and the night's activities.

Then he looked at me and asked in a rather disgusted voice, "Did you and Ray have a wonderful fucking time?" 

That hurt. I looked down, and then at Ray, and then back at Lee and in a trembling voice said, "Yes, we did." 

He said, "Thanks for being honest." Then he went and sat on the couch. Without paying much attention to me he went on to explain how he had been doing a lot of thinking and had finally realized that he had unwittingly set the whole thing up. He said he concluded that he didn't think he would have acted differently if the roles had been reversed. However, he was careful to make the point that what I had done was hurting very much.

The conversation included all four of us and went on for about an hour. As we were coming to a conclusion, Ray and Yvonne explained that they were swingers, and that they had been for a long time. They quickly admitted that they now remember the pain they had felt the first time their partner had sex with someone else. They went on to tell how they had come to look at sex as a means of physical gratification with no deep emotional strings attached. They concluded by saying how they would love to have us join their group of friends, some of whom also belonged to the club.

We then went out for brunch and by the time we had eaten; almost all of the tension from the visit to the club had vanished. It was especially noticeable in Lee. I believe he had really accepted the blame for what happened and relegated it to an unfortunate happening that he wished he could undo. He really confirmed his turnabout when we returned to the condo. 

First he asked if we were going clubbing again tonight. We all affirmed that we were up to it. He then said that we probably should get some sack time before we went out again. 

With that he grabbed Yvonne by the hand and started pulling her toward our bedroom and said, "Yvonne I believe I am entitled to a romp with you." 

She was holding back and we all said that nap time would be after supper. . Lee continued to pull Yvonne as he said, "Oh, sure. You guys come in as though nothing happened and pull a switcheroo without any consideration for me. Because of it I haven't had any sleep, or anything else. And now you tell me everything is off until tonight? C'mon Yvonne and help me relax and get some sleep." 

Yvonne laughed, stopped resisting and said, "Ok big boy if you think you are up to it, let's go." With that they disappeared into the bedroom. 

I was shocked and I quickly found myself with an array of emotions fighting for priority. I was jealous. I was hurt. I felt betrayed. I felt I was being cheated on. And, I was angry, really pissed. Lee was in the bedroom about to have sex with Yvonne. I started to cry as I slumped down on the couch and these emotions were wreaking havoc with me. 

Ray sat down next to me and asked what was wrong. I told him really nothing, that I was just being silly. He then asked if I was upset with Lee being with Yvonne. 

I didn't respond immediately and then told him, yes. He put his arm around my shoulder and told me that what I was feeling was not unusual the first time-or-two around. Then he shocked me back to reality when he said, "Now you know how Lee was probably feeling earlier. In fact he probably felt worse because you made him watch."

Ray was right. But even so, it didn't make me feel much better, in fact now I felt worse. Now I had some feeling of what I had put Lee through. I could at least have been more discrete so that he didn't have to watch it. Now, on top of this, the question came into my mind, has our marriage been totally jeopardized? 

About forty-five minutes later, Yvonne came out. She was wearing only a robe and a smile. She looked at me and told me he was asleep. Then she said, "You have a great sex partner, you have trained him well. Rhonda, I would love to sleep with Lee again, but if you don't mind I want him only as a sex partner from time-to-time. I'll keep Ray as my regular." 

With that she went over and plopped herself in Ray's lap and planted a big wet kiss on him. Then came the shocker; Ray smiled at her and said, "So that's what Lee tastes like." She snickered and said, "Not bad, huh?" 

It was disgusting but I found some humor in it and it seemed to break the spell. I kind of accepted the fact that our sexual roles had now undergone a change, good or bad, but never-the-less a change.

We left a note for Lee and the three of us went boating on the lake.

When we came back from boating, Lee was sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee. I ran to him, put my arms around him, kissed him, and told him that I loved him. 

He responded and told me that he loved me too. He smiled at Ray and Yvonne, rose, took me by the hand and said to them, "Please excuse us for a while. We need to talk a little." With that he led me to our bedroom. Once inside he closed the door and took me in his arms and kissed me passionately. Then he pushed me away from him and told me that we really did need to talk. 

He began by telling me how sorry he was for having pushed us into our present situation. He was almost in tears when he told me how much he loved me and that he never intended to let things get out of hand. He really was in tears by the time he got around to acknowledging that things had happened and that there was no way we could undo them. 

I could tell, as he reached the end of his accounting, that what he was most worried about was whether I still really loved him. With that, I broke into tears and told him, with all the passion I could muster, that I loved him and nothing had changed in that department.

We talked for over an hour. We acknowledged that we had made a traumatic change to our marriage relationship. We had both broken our wedding vows and there was nothing we could do to reverse it. Of course, we spent a lot of time considering whether we wanted more. We asked the questions: Did we want more of the club? Did we want to join Ray and Yvonne in their swinger group? Should we quit now and get back to our former routines? If we decide to swing, would it eventually hurt our marriage and our love? We wrestled with these and a host of other questions. 

In the end we decided that we would go back to the club again, enjoy ourselves, and then make future decisions once we returned home. 

Even with our talk, I felt guilty in agreeing to go to the club again because I knew that if I went, that tonight was going to be at least as exciting and thrilling as last night, if not more so. I knew I would have sex at the club and I told Lee so.

Lee thought for a few moments and then shocked me with his reply. He said, "I wasn't prepared for what happened last night. As a result I responded in a very unloving way. And I'll be truthful with you by telling you that I enjoyed my time with Yvonne earlier. I now understand what you meant about love and sex not being the same. Sex can be enjoyable without having attachments with it. But, one thing, I haven't come to a point where I can watch you. If something happens, please don't make me watch again." 

After we finished our talk, I said to Lee, "Oh honey, I'll never make you watch, I'm sorry about last night." Then changing to another set of thoughts I said, "You know what? Regardless of what we do in the future, I think this experience has made me permanently horny. I want you in me right now." 

We made love like we have never done before. It was wonderful. It was totally fulfilling, and it was LOVE. For the first time, I believe we both understood what real love making was about and how it differed from pure lustful sex. 

When we went back to the living room, Ray had left a note that they were going to the restaurant next door for some supper. We joined them there and had supper. 

Yvonne couldn't wait. Before we finished supper she wanted to know if we would join their group. We told them we couldn't answer that right now. 

Then Ray wanted to know if we were going back to club with them tonight. 

Lee smiled and said, "We certainly were." 

Now I was getting excited about going back and was beginning to wonder what new kind of sexual fulfillment the night would bring.

About eleven o'clock we went to our rooms to get ready. I put on my second new outfit. First a lacy garter belt and very sheer black stockings followed by a pair of very sheer hip hugger panties and a sheer demi-bra. Over this was a front-buttoning, white, sheer dress with a very low scoop neckline. The dress hem was just above the knees. And of course the black patent 5" fuck-me heels finished everything. Looking at myself in the mirror I could clearly see my bra and panties. I could faintly see my dark nipples and if I weren't shaved, I could have seen my pubic hair. In short, I was covered but not hidden.

When Lee saw me I think he had second thoughts about going to the club because he said, "You're going to get fucked again tonight." 

I couldn't tell whether he was upset or whether he was ok with my appearance. I told him we could still back out if he didn't want to go. 

He paused and then smiled and said, "Let's go. We've already crossed the line and I'm going to have fun tonight too." 

His reply caused a knot to form in my stomach. He had just told me he was going to put his wonderful cock into someone other than me. The full impact of having him with another woman slapped me right in the face again and I said, "Lee, let's stay here and have the night to ourselves." 

He replied that we might as well go and that Ray and Yvonne were counting on us.

Then a rush came over me knowing what I most certainly would do if I went back. I couldn't stand it any longer. I had to be honest with him and I went to him and hugged him, and took him in my arms. Then I said, "Honey, I love you and I have to be honest with you. I told you before we came about my misgivings with the club. I didn't know what it was before we came but now I know. What happened last night came from a side of me that I didn't really know existed. With one exception I can think of, I have never had anything excite me sexually like what happened." 

"The previous time was that time when I embarrassed us at your folk's place. You remember the time where you got carried away eating me out? I asked you to stop, that I was getting carried away, and you didn't stop. You took me to a screaming climax; you remember it was literally a screaming climax that had your folks rushing in to see what happened? Well, that's somewhat like the way the club affected me. I wasn't screaming, but the feeling was similar."

He acknowledged that he remembered well. "I wish I could tell you that last night was a big mistake and that I am sorry about it, but I can't. I enjoyed it and except for hurting you, I don't regret what happened. I can tell you now that when I am subjected to an atmosphere like that at the club, the 'other me' comes to the surface and you saw what happened. You said a minute ago that I was going to get fucked tonight, and right now I'm sure you're right and I'll probably do it more than once." 

I could see Lee's face drop with the last statement. I knew this was hurting, but I had to be truthful with my only love. 

I went on, "I know this is not what you wanted to hear, but it is the truth. If I go to the club, I'm going to participate in the manner for which the club was designed. Now I won't be upset, nor will I hold it against you if we don't go, but I want you to know how I feel and what to expect if we do go. I love you and I will do whatever you decide is right and I'll love you for whatever decision you make."

When I finished, I stepped back and I could see little tears forming in his eyes. I felt like hell. I was tearing him up. He stood silently for a few moments, looking at the floor hoping I wouldn't see the tears. 

Then he looked up and smiled and said, Honey, thank you for your honesty. I don't think you told me anything I hadn't already figured out. But I love you for leveling with me and I'll be honest with you, I never dreamed what has happened would happen. You tried to warn me and I just never imagined the lusty sexpot sleeping in you. What is done is done and since we are here, we might as well ride to the end of the line. I'm just going to have to get used to another woman in my life." 

Then he stepped forward, took me in his arms and gave me a warm, passionate, loving kiss said, "Let's go to the club and let's have a good time. As long as you love me, I'll do anything to make you happy." 

I was fighting tears. I grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go before I ruin my makeup." Saying that I immediately started to question whether going back was the right thing to do. Now I knew what it felt like to have him fuck someone else. 

(Continued - Do you really believe they're going back to the club?)



My Roller Coaster Ch. 05



We headed for the club and by the time we got there I was riding my emotional roller coaster. On the "up" side I was anticipating what the night promised. On the "down" side I was feeling very guilty knowing that whatever I did was not in keeping with what I knew Lee really would have liked. I finally consoled myself with the fact that Lee, for all practical purposes, had given me his blessings. Never-the-less, I resolved to try and stay with Lee as much as possible and not to get involved with anyone tonight. 

When we went in, Ray led us to our table and we all sat through the show that was in progress. I was shocked when the show ended and Lee got up and told us to enjoy ourselves that it was playtime and he was looking for something strange. That hit me in the pit of my stomach again. Was he going out looking for a chance to get laid? Well, two can play the game and I guess he had decided to join in. I still didn't like it. I just haven't been able to put this new personality in its right place. But, how can I expect Lee to sit idly by while I engage in wild forbidden sex? Obviously I can't.

One of the things that had hurt is that last night I had carried the suspicion that the reason Lee didn't want to leave early was because he was on a mission of his own; that he wanted to get it on with that dancer. Obviously I was wrong. He just hadn't understood what was happening in me and thought everything would be just fine. Maybe if I had known there were no ulterior motives on his part I would or could have controlled myself better or been more forceful in letting him know what I was feeling. I thought I had done all I could, but it's water under the bridge now.

Lee had hardly disappeared from my view when I heard a familiar voice, it was Walter. He stepped up, smiled, and asked if I would like to join him for another manager's special. I kissed him on the cheek and told him not yet. He chuckled and said it was available any time but that is not why he had come over. Then he asked if I would come to his office immediately after the next show. I asked what for and he told me not to worry but he had a special request he would like to talk to me about. I agreed to be there.

I looked for Charlie but couldn't find him I was somewhat disappointed that he apparently hadn't come tonight. A very attractive male specimen asked me to dance and I accepted. As we danced I determined that all he was after was a pussy and he was very immature in his conversation. I was glad when the dance ended. 

Next Ray came to me and we danced. Ray didn't take long to exploit my dress by unbuttoning the top two buttons and massaging my tits through the thin fabric of my bra. I was beginning to get in the mood when the music stopped and the next show was announced. My eyes lit up when "Our buxom Marsha" and "Favorite Stud Charlie" were announced. Sure enough, it was Charlie and he put on a real show with Marsha who sported a pair of large, beautiful, non-sagging tits that defied gravity. After the show I wanted to find Charlie but remembered I had promised to see Walter.

I went to the office and Walter greeted me with a kiss and a little slip of the tongue. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Walter told me he didn't want to waste my time sitting in an office when I could be out enjoying myself. He started to explain the entertainment and I told him I had been informed that it was all volunteer. He didn't go further with the explanation and got to the point. He said, "I told you I had a special request. However the request is really from another member. Do you remember Trent? 

I thought for a moment and then connected the name with the good looking black stud. I responded that I certainly did remember Trent. 

Walter then continued, "He saw the 'manager's special' on the dance floor last night and was impressed with you. He asked me to ask you if you would consider doing the 3 a.m. show with him tonight. The partner he had signed up with was sick and wouldn't be there."

I was flabbergasted, I couldn't breathe and I had to sit down. Walter told me there was no pressure and it was strictly up to me. I started to breathe again and a myriad thoughts and feelings coursed through my mind and body. I knew the 3 a.m. show was one of the premier shows of the night. Could I perform on stage? If I did, what would it do to Lee? Could this be the straw that breaks up our marriage? These questions and many more were seeking answers and at the same time. 

In reality, I could hardly contain my desire to do the show. I just didn't know what to say. Finally I asked how soon I had to decide. Walter told me I had until the beginning of the next show (45 minutes). I told him I would let him know, and started to leave. Then I stopped and asked if I could meet Trent.

Walter got Trent to the office in a just a few minutes and introduced us. Not only was Trent a fantastic physical specimen, he was also a perfect gentleman. I told him I had never performed before and didn't know if I should. He assured me that after what he saw last night, I was a natural. 

I asked if he could layout a script and tell me specifically what we would do. He described the show he had envisioned. It included foreplay, oral and possibly anal sex. It sounded exciting but I informed him that I didn't do anal. He was alright with that. We parted and I had approximately 30 minutes to make my decision. 

I went looking for Lee. I knew that I must talk to him first. After 15 minutes of searching and asking about Lee I was getting frustrated. Inside I wanted to have the experience. But, I needed to prepare Lee and if necessary turn the offer down. 

Just as I was about to give up and tell Walter that I couldn't, Ray came to me and told me where to find Lee. I went where Ray indicated and was greeted with a sight I was totally unprepared for. Lee and Leslie (the brunette who performed with Trent last night) were heavily involved. She was stroking his cock and he had his face buried in her boobs and his finger in her pussy. There was no doubt where this was going. At first I was appalled and hurt. Then I asked myself again if I was expecting him to stand by while I did my thing? Obviously I couldn't ask that, but it did hurt to actually see my Lee involved with another woman. And now I knew why Lee said he couldn't watch. 

My first impulse was to walk in on them and break up the foreplay. Then I thought that I couldn't interfere if I was going to continue with my playing around. With that, I took one more longing look at my husband and walked away. I then reasoned that if Lee was joining in that he wouldn't stop me from doing the show. I went to Walter's office and since he wasn't in the office, I left a note that I would do the show. Returning to our table, Walter found me a few minutes later. 

He told me to be back stage at 2:45. 

Yvonne heard him and asked if I was going on-stage? I blushed and acknowledged that I was. She asked when and I told her at three. She said, "Wow, you have gotten to celebrity status in a hurry."

I blushed and told her, not really, I was just a substitute.

She laughed and chimed out, "Yeah, Right. Who are you "substituting for?"

I told her I didn't know.

So, she asked, "Well then who are you substituting with?"

I told her I would be with Trent.

She exclaimed, "Wow! Not only are you in the celebrity spot, you are with the stud that most women in this hall would give both tits to have at him. Who in the hell do you know around here?"

I said, "I really don't know anyone here. I just met Walter last night."

She said, "Yeah, I know. I think that I had better get to know Walter better." She gave me a kiss on the cheek as she got up to leave and said, "Lucky you; have a good time." 

Before she left I asked her to let Lee know what was going on. I didn't want him surprised or caught where he had to watch.

I was sitting at the table, engrossed in my own thoughts, when Charlie sat down next to me. He too now knew of my decision and was impressed. He then leaned over and asked me if I wouldn't like him help me warm up like any good athlete before an event. I couldn't help but laugh at his analogy. But, yes, I'd love to have a warm up. At this time I couldn't say no to anything. 

The next show started and I felt Charlie's hands and lips go to work on my tits. After a moment he stopped and told me that my dress excited him but that its effect was lost with the undergarment. I allowed him to help me remove my bra and panties. Now things started to get hot, almost rivaling what was happening on the stage. 

When the show ended and the lights came up, Charlie had his head buried between my legs and I was giving him a hand job. I stopped Charlie at this point telling him I wanted to be warmed up, not used up for the show. He smiled and said, "Ok, but I expect you to save a dance for me. I knew what he meant and told him his name was now on my dance card. 

I danced with a couple of men while waiting for time to go back stage and hoping Lee would return. Of course, at this time I am wearing my sheer dress, stockings and heels only. I could just as well have had nothing on but I found it exciting. This really was a new me. 

Just as I got up to go, Lee returned with something between a smirk and an embarrassed expression on his face. He took one look at me and said, "You look fantastic, had any takers yet? I blushed and said "Not yet but it's coming next." There was no time to explain or prime Lee and I just told him to ask Yvonne. I gave him a quick little tongue massage as I passed him and hurried to the stage entrance.

When I got to the dressing room, Trent was there. He took one look at me and told me I didn't need to change, that what I was wearing was absolutely great. We talked for a while about how we would perform and then the announcer's voice boomed out. "Club fans, we have one of those not to frequent occasions tonight. Our favorite hunk, Trent, has a new partner tonight. Let's hear it for Trent and his partner, new member, Rhonda." I immediately got butterflies in my stomach, but there was no turning back now. 

I entered the stage through the door in the back of the set and was followed by Trent. He walked me around the perimeter of the stage so that all of the audience had a good look. Fortunately the lights on the stage prohibited me from seeing anyone except for a few of the faces closest to the stage. I looked out to see what Lee was doing. After the initial look, I didn't try to look again because I was otherwise occupied. Trent, wearing only a pair of trousers wrapped his arms around me from behind and started to unbutton the remaining buttons on my dress as he nuzzled my ear. 

With my dress removed, he picked me up and put me on the bed, removed his trousers and crawled over me with his cock pointing down. In a moment we were fully engaged in a sixty-nine position. I worked to get my mouth around his organ; it was bigger in girth than I was used to. His tongue worked me into a frenzy and I had an orgasm after just a few minutes. 

Trent rolled off and lay on his back. I took a position over him and slowly lowered my wet pussy onto his now vertical cock. It took several tries to get the head of his cock in me and it hurt a little. Suddenly the head popped in and I was able to settle all the way down. It took a while to take in all the incredible feelings I was experiencing. I leaned down and kissed him and then he rolled us over into the missionary position. I have never been fucked like what I was getting at this time. The feel was totally different than anything I had experienced with Lee; in fact, it was different than anything I had experienced before, period. I had two more orgasms and I didn't want him to cum because I didn't want it to stop. Suddenly he said, "I'm ready, you want it in or out?" 

I replied, "Let's make it a cream pie." I hardly got the words out before I felt him start pumping it into me. I had one big bone rattling climax as he filled me. I knew I had to get up, but I sure didn't want to. I had just had a fucking like I had never had before. Don't ask me what it was, but I knew that I wanted more any time I could get it. It definitely wasn't love, but it definitely was a level of sex that deserved being repeated. 

When we finished, I went to the dressing room to douche and clean up. Then I hurried back to our table. Ray jumped up gave me a kiss and a hand brush across my pussy as he told me that I was fantastic and wanted to know if we could take a few minutes and make his hard-on go away. 

I laughed and told him "Down Boy." I was bothered because Lee was not there. Yvonne told me he had gone out, that he couldn't stand to watch. By now, there were several men gathering around our table. They were offering congratulations, but I knew why they were there and I found it to be kind of exciting. I asked Yvonne if she knew where Lee had gone and she indicated that he might have gone out to the car.

I started to go out to the parking lot and then remembered that I was almost naked. I went to the restroom and put my bra and panties back on and then headed for the parking lot. He wasn't in the car and I really began to get worried. After looking around outside, I went back inside. 

Just after I got in the door I heard "Hi, honey. Are you ok? I hear you put on one hell of a show." It was Lee. 

I practically jumped into his arms as I tried to wipe the tears of joy away. I asked where he had been and he told me he had lost his supper in the restroom. I hugged him tightly and told him how much I loved him. 

After a moment he asked me if I enjoyed it. I wanted to say no, but that would have been one of the biggest lies I ever told. I told him that it was an experience that I didn't know could happen. 

He asked, what didn't I know could happen? 

I paused and then said, "Lee, I had sex like I have never had before. There was a special chemistry between me and Trent. It definitely wasn't love, but it was some form of sexual attraction that just lit me off. And before you ask, 'Yes,' I'd love to do it again. It was like a new and special super roller coaster." 

It hurts to be honest some times. I knew that what I had just divulged was not going down well with him. But I couldn't, in fact I didn't even want to try to deceive him. 

He took me by the hand and suggested we sit and talk. We went back to our table and I was relieved to see that Ray and Yvonne were not there. I started to speak and he put his hand up and said, "Honey, I'm beginning to understand what your roller coaster analogy is about. But I'm not all the way there yet, but I'll keep working. The most important thing is: do you really love me? And if you do, will I still be able to meet your sexual needs?"

I started to cry as I told him again how much I loved him and that yes our sex was beyond words. I just hoped he could understand my roller coaster comparison.

He smiled, told me that he loved me and that he would go to work on liking the roller coaster. Then he proceeded to tell me that he had been playing and that he had mixed emotions as to whether he was happy about it or not. 

I indicated that I had seen him and he told me he was sorry. I asked him if he enjoyed it. He said yes, it was sexually great but he still didn't feel right about it. He went on to explain that last night with Yvonne he thought he was just getting even, but tonight was not about getting even. 

I asked, "You feel bad even after what I have done?" 

He told me that what I had done had nothing to do with how he felt about what he had done. I was really touched to see that he was concerned about his activities and he was not beating me up for mine. You talk about love, what could be greater? We talked for a short time longer and by this time some of the excitement of the evening was starting to wear off. I asked him if he would like it better if I stayed with him until time to go home. He was about to speak when Charlie stepped up to the table.

Charlie said, "Well, do I get to dance with the star of the evening?" 

Lee squeezed my hand and said, "Honey, you don't need to baby sit with me, go on and have fun like we agreed to before we came." 

Now you want know what makes one pop with love for one's partner and at the same time be overwhelmed with guilt? Well Lee just did it. I knew what was coming, and so did Lee.

Charlie took me by the hand and helped me get to my feet. Once standing he looked at me and said quietly, I liked your other dress better. I didn't understand him at first, and then I remembered that I had donned my undergarments before I went out. 

I looked at Lee and he said, "Go ahead and have a good time. "Who knows, maybe I'll shed my underwear too." Standing there I removed my bra and panties again and Lee took them and put them in his pocket.

I followed Charlie to the dance floor and soon the excitement was coming back. I was getting hot with his hand caressing my pussy and his lips and tongue working mine. As we danced Charlie was intermittently undoing the buttons on my dress. By the time he got to the last button, his cock was out and caressing my lower abdomen. He suggested that we move to a table over in a relatively dark corner and I looked for Lee. He was not at the table and I didn't see him on the dance floor. 

When we got to the table, Charlie pulled a chair out dropped his pant and sat down. He then said, "I wasn't specific when I asked you to dance, how about a lap dance?" 

I straddled his legs and lowered myself onto his hard cock. It was, as before, very adequate. As I pumped up and down, my other me came forward and I found myself fucking Charlie with abandon. By the time he exploded in me, I had forgotten about Lee. 

Charlie wanted another dance but I refused him. I wanted to see what else was available. I re-buttoned my dress and returned to our table. Yvonne was there and I asked if she had seen Lee. She said the last she had seen he was dancing with Cindy, Charlie's wife.

I didn't sit long before a young man came over and Yvonne introduced him as Gary, one of their club friends. We chatted for a few minutes and then Yvonne suggested that Gary and I hit the dance floor. I was a little reluctant but I went with him. He was a very smooth dancer and after a short while he ventured a kiss. I responded and quickly opened my mouth and accepted his tongue. It didn't take long before my dress was open again and he had touched every part of my body. 

I was happy to note that he was not suffering from small dick syndrome. Shortly he led me to the stage which now was fairly dark and put me on the bed. He quickly shed his shirt and pants climbed over me and sunk his cock into me. When he came to the end, he pulled out and spewed his semen over my breast. He helped me to my feet and I pulled my dress closed over his semen. 

Back at the table, Ray was sitting with another woman. He looked at me and quipped that someone had blown their nose on my dress. I gasped and went to the restroom and cleaned up as best I could. I really came quite clean even though my dress had multiple wet spots.

When I came out, I looked at the table and Lee still was not there. I was trying to make up my mind what to do when a hand came to rest on my buttocks. I turned and was looking at Trent. 

He told me how he had received many compliments for our performance and that he hoped we could do it again. I let him know that I had really enjoyed it too and that I was being followed by a hungry pack. We sat down at the bar and continued to talk. I could see his eyes were constantly pulled to my bosom and I could also see a tent starting to form. 

Totally unlike the real me, I said, "Trent, would you like for the next time to be now? I wouldn't mind." 




My Roller Coaster Ch. 05



He took my hand and said, "Let's go."

I had never thought about it before, but the club itself certainly didn't occupy all of the space the building provided. I was about to find out that there were about fifty private rooms under the same roof. It made sense since some members would disappear from the club for extended periods of time and there were no other structures or houses for several miles. I also found out that volunteers had first priority on the rooms that rent for $100 per hour or $400 for the night (midnight to 5 a.m.). Persons performing on-stage were entitled to a free room. 

Trent showed me the ropes and took me to one of the rooms. The room was immaculately clean, fresh bedding and linen, clean smelling, and nicely decorated. I was really surprised because when Trent first mentioned the rooms, I envisioned what I imagined a prostitute's place of business would look and smell like.

In the room we repeated our earlier performance only we moved more slowly and really enjoyed the sex. I don't know what it is about his cock, but I don't think I can ever get enough of it. There's something about it, and most probably the way he used it, that just made fucking Trent something special to me. With the time we had, Trent fucked me twice. The first time he came in my mouth. The second time he filled my cunt. When we finished, I douched, showered, rinsed my mouth with mouth wash, and put my dress back on. I looked at the clock and it was almost 4:30. I kissed Trent and thanked him for a wonderful night. He returned the thanks and we agreed that we would have to get together again.

When I returned to the table everyone was happy and smiling. Ray piped up and said, "Welcome back. Lee found out about the private rooms tonight and it looks like you did too." 

I affirmed that I had and as we stood up to leave, Lee reached in his pocket and pulled out the bra and panties and handed them to me. I looked at the panties and said, "Lee, these aren't mine." He reached back into his other pocket, and with a sheepish grin pulled my panties out. We all laughed and Ray remarked that we needed to be careful when we bring souvenirs home. 

When we got to the car, I snuggled up next to Lee and told him again how much I loved him. He asked if I had a good time and I told him I did. I asked if he had a good time and he replied that it wasn't bad. 

Back at the condo, Yvonne suggested that we trade partners until we left for home. Lee started to protest but Yvonne put her finger to his lips and said, "I know last night was a revenge fuck. I think you owe me an honest fuck." 

Lee looked at me with a questioning look on his face and with a lilting voice I said, "Go ahead and have a good time honey." I could tell he was torn, but finally he smiled, took Yvonne by the hand and headed into their bedroom. 

* * * * * * When we got back home, we had a long discussion about what had happened. Lee had gotten it on with the brunette, Leslie, and with Charlie's wife, Cindy, plus the last night (really morning) with Yvonne. 

He still had mixed feelings but he admitted the weekend had been exciting and different. I'm sure Lee would he just as happy if we let things rest where they were. But the sweetheart realized that he had lit my fuse and that I would enjoy doing it again.  

* * * * * *

EIGHT YEARS LATER

Ray and Yvonne's group meets once a month. At their insistence we joined the group the first two months after our club experience. There are usually five to eight couples and they reserve the appropriate number of consecutive rooms in a nice hotel downtown for the weekend. The couples with children farm them out for the weekend and make it a mini-vacation. 

Since every two rooms are adjoining room, you usually have two partners for each night, thus, you have four different partners for the weekend. After the second weekend Lee and I both agreed that the local swap group just didn't compare to the club. 

For one thing, it was obvious that some of the partners were just going along with their partner and they didn't really enjoy it. Secondly, we became aware that the existence of the group was becoming known to people outside the group. We felt this was courting disaster.

When asked to join on a regular basis, we declined the invitation. We do join them on rare occasions, mostly as a friendship gesture to Ray and Yvonne. However, we return to the club once or twice a year now. One trip each year we go for longer than a weekend. Lee accepts the situation and is basically ok with it. I let him know when I will be on stage. Sometimes now he will watch. But he will not perform in front of others, even with me. In conclusion, I have discovered a side of me that I didn't know existed. And though I love this alter ego, I'm a little afraid of it. I don't want to let it get in the way of our marriage. That's why we limit our sexual excursions to be outside of our bedroom and none of our extra curricular sex ever comes home. Though we don't, our home still bears the sanctity of our wedding vows. 

I am a lucky woman to have such a wonderful and loving husband. I must state how grateful I am for my experience because now I know, with no reservations, all the sex in the world can never interfere with my love for my fantastic husband. 

I'm presently writing from the condo. Ray and Lee are boating and Yvonne has gone shopping. I always coordinate with Trent so we will be here together. Right now I can hardly wait for it to be time to go to the club. It's been nine months since I was last with him. He is my roller coaster. My life wouldn't end and I wouldn't feel deprived if I could never ride again, but I sure look forward to riding when I get a chance.

Lee has already been informed that Trent and I will appear tonight as well as on Sunday. Again, I can't begin to explain how much I love Lee. He now realizes that there is something special, sexually, between Trent and me. But he also knows my love for him is solid. I always remind him, that with me, he is number one in every respect, including the bedroom. He knows that the physical attraction for Trent lives only in the club, that Trent is my roller coaster and the club is the theme park. 

Let me finish by saying that if anyone ever accuses Lee of being wimp I will immediately know that I am hearing from and in the presence of a complete asshole sporting a dick that is short, limp, and spaghetti sized in diameter.

* * * * * * 

Lee's Note

I'm sure that after reading Rhonda's story that some of you are asking how I, or any man, can allow himself to be cuckolded. The answer is that if a man and a woman really love each other they acknowledge and support their partner's sexual drives.

I have to admit that at first I was very hurt and uncomfortable with the new woman my wife became at times. Yes, I even felt cuckolded. But as time went on I could see and, to some degree, understand the sheer joy she derived from the sessions at the club.

It wasn't until I got past the point of not wanting to watch that I changed. Watching her have sex, especially with Trent, I could see the pure pleasure she was deriving from the act. Along with that I was very much aware that our own sexual practices had improved and there was absolutely nothing that even hinted that our love was being hampered. In fact, I believe that Rhonda's love for me is stronger than ever.

Yes, I enjoy myself with a few of the women at the club, but I don't have the desire for the activity like Rhonda does. I have to admit some variety is fun. 

I'm still not what you would call a roller coaster man. But just think what it is like when you go to a theme park and watch your children's faces as they experience the joy and excitement of a roller coaster. Could you ever deny them the experience?

Oh, Rhonda didn't mention it but we adopted wonderful twin girls five years ago. They lost their parents in an accident shortly after they turned five. They're eleven now and guess what! They love to ride the roller coaster with their mom. 

When they get married I guess I'll have to warn their husbands.