Second Time Swinging (True)

I'd just turned 30 and my wife was 25 when we had our second swinging experience. Now we'd played strip poker with friends after our first experience but nothing sexual happened.

So, it was several years after the first experience that this happened. These are all true stories and, being absolutely true, I'm probably not going into the sort of details or writing in dialogue that I'd usually do and know the readers enjoy. Sorry. These are more my way of documenting the events, sort of a diary.

I'd recently taken a new job as sales manager at an auto dealership. The man I selected for my assistant manager was about 40 and very professional. Nice looking guy, tall, German, but had been very overweight and had lost all of it within the last year or so.

Bob and I had been working together for about a month when we decided to go out dining and dancing with our wives. Now I'd met his wife, Mary, and he'd met my wife a few times when they'd stop by the dealership. I knew that he found my young wife attractive, all guys did, and I found Mary very attractive too. She was also around 40, slender, dark hair and a pretty face.

Bob and I had never discussed anything about our past sexual experiences. Nothing had even been hinted at. But, as I found out later, Bob and Mary had some experiences before with swinging.

My wife and I picked them up at their house which was in the city we were going to party in. At the time we lived in a town thirty miles away.

Bob and Mary were dressed a little nicer than us when we picked them up. We weren't actually dressed badly, just more casual but they looked great. Mary had worn a skirt and blouse that were by no means too sexy but they did reveal her great little butt and her perky little tits when she'd move in just the right way. And, I did notice that she'd move those ways often and smile each time she caught me looking.

Through dinner the conversation was about jobs and what kinds of things we all enjoyed doing. Nothing sexual at all. Jut the kind of talk that two couples share when getting to know each other. We were fairly leisure about our meal and had at least three drinks each during. So, by the time we left the restaurant we were acting more like old friends than business associates and new accountants.

When we got to first night spot we all immediately hit the dance floor. Me with my wife and Bob with Mary. I noticed several times, as we danced close to each other, that Bob would fondle Mary's ass or breasts as they danced and she'd smile each time, both at him and at me too if she saw I had seen. I guess this was my first clue that they just might be open to some sexual fun sometime. I don't think my wife had any clue at this point though but she was enjoying herself and drinking a little more than she usually did.

When we got to the second club and got a table the band began an old 'Twist' song. Mary jumped up and said that she used to love doing the twist and wanted to dance but Bob shook his head, smiled, and admitted that the twist was just a little too much for him to try after so many years.

I looked at my wife inquisitively and she smiled and shook her head in the affirmative so I got up and headed to the dance floor with Mary.

Now I'd always been a pretty good dancer and, even though it'd been years, I still knew all the moves involved in the twist. Mary had some pretty good moves too and we were putting on a good show for our spouses and the other people too.

The band barely finished the first twist song before starting another. Enjoying the attention, and being a little exhibitionist, both Mary and I began to dance like we were more lovers than friends. It was in fun and we could see that my wife and Bob were enjoying it as much as we were so continued to dance, and at times rub our bodies together, for the complete set.

When we got back to the table Bob commented that we had just possibly gotten intimately acquainted and he was jealous. We all four laughed and a slow song began to play before anyone could comment further.

Bob asked my wife if she thought fair play was in order and she readily agreed and got up to dance with him. I asked Mary if she, too, would want to dance and she smiled and commented that maybe we should sit this one out and watch them for a change.

My wife was obviously enjoying the dance and I knew that Bob was loving the feel of her nice, large, firm young breasts pressed hard against his chest. I've found that men who are married to women with large breasts, like me, seem to be more attracted to other women with smaller ones and visa-versa.

Mary moved her chair closer to mine and commented about how close they were dancing, how Bob's hands had moved between them and just what he might be fondling and other sexual comments the whole time they danced. I was getting really stimulated by her talk but even more stimulated by her hand on my thigh. Now, she never moved it anywhere near my fairly hard cock but it felt wonderful just where it was.

We all sat out the next couple of dances and talked and joked about us dancing with each other's partners. When the next slow dance began I took my wife and Bob and Mary danced together as well.

I pulled my wife close and kissed her and she returned the kiss and also quickly brushed her hand across my groin to confirm the erection that she probably felt as we danced.

She whispered in my ear something to the effect that I must be enjoying myself and our new friends. I said that I certainly did and let my own hand brush over her very erect nipple and said the same about her. She grinned that rare devious grin and pressed herself even closer to me than we'd been dancing.

I believe that was the last dance that evening that we danced with our own spouse. When we sat at the table it was obvious who belonged to whom but we danced every dance, fast and deliciously slow, with the other spouse.

When it was getting late my wife asked if I'd mind inviting them to our house for a late swim in our pool. I, of course, readily agreed and so did Bob and Mary when we asked them.

When we got to the car to leave it was as though my wife and Mary had pre-planned what they were going to do and Mary got in the front seat with me and my wife in the back with Bob. I'm not certain if my wife and Bob had gone any further than the holding and touching that Mary had I had in the club but she was eager to slide over and sit right next to him and I could see in the mirror that her hand was high on his thigh before the doors closed and interior lights went out.

The car had a front bench seat and Mary slid over close to me and this time her hand went right for my hard cock and she explored it through my slacks with her hand the entire 30 or so miles to our house.

I pretty much figured the same was going on in the back seat but couldn't see anything. The conversation wouldn't give a clue to what was happening though. Just lighthearted chat.

Now my wife and I had only been naked with the first couple we'd been with sexually and the other couple we'd played strip poker with but she didn't hesitate to strip down in front of Bob and Mary and was the first in the pool. We all three quickly followed her lead and for several minutes we all just swam around each other and cooled off.

Nothing was being said at all during this period of time and it seemed we all decided, simultaneously, to swim to the center of the part of the pool we could stand up in and came together in one small group.

I got my first real, close-up, look at Mary's pretty little breasts and saw Bob admiring my wife's nice 36C's. I felt my wife's hand grasp my hard cock and I reached over and felt of her wet, not just from the water either, pussy.

Then at almost the exact same time I felt another hand run up my thigh to my testicles and also another hand on my hand at my wife's pussy.

I looked at my wife inquisitively and she smiled and removed her hand from my cock to allow Mary access there.

As I slid my finger from my wife's pussy I felt Bob's finger replacing it.

I reached over and took both of Mary's breasts in my two hands and felt her small hand stroking my hard cock. As I leaned down to take her breasts, one at a time, into my mouth I reached around and cupped her two ass cheeks in my hands and explored them thoroughly.

At this point I have no earthly idea what my wife and Bob were doing and didn't really care. Even though Mary was probably ten years my senior she had a wonderful body and I was thoroughly enjoying it.

I felt her release my cock and as her hands reached around to grab my ass we came tightly together and shared that first kiss. I love kissing and always have and there's just something special about a first kiss with any new lover. Mary was a great kisser and her hard nipples felt about as good against my chest as they'd felt in my hands and mouth.

It wasn't long before Mary and I exited the pool and went back to the master bedroom. We'd explored each other's bodies even better in bed than we'd been able to in the pool. I'd just finished having her orally and she'd just began a really great blow job when we were interrupted.

I don't know if my wife had simply sobered, had remorse, or if Bob had done something wrong. And I never did find out. But she was crying and upset so Mary stopped what she was doing and went into the other room with Bob to leave my wife and I alone.

I have to admit that I was very disappointed that night. I wanted Mary very badly but it just wasn't going to happen now. My wife finally settled down and said everything was fine but she just wasn't wanting to continue anything sexual.

I mentioned that I'd need to take them home and she smiled and gave me a kiss and seemed to fall asleep in our bed.

When I walked into the living room Bob was fucking Mary and they were just finishing. I watched with a pain of envy knowing how close I'd come to being the one fucking Mary right then.

On the long drive to their house I was sort of hoping for an invitation to join them with just the three of us but knew deep inside it wasn't likely to happen. Plus, even if they had I just couldn't accept knowing my wife was at home and not part of it.

Something happened with my wife that night after I left the pool and I never found out what. But, had we ended the evening right then, after the swim and petting, we just might have had other fun nights with Bob and Mary.

Bob and I remained friends and coworkers with no ill effects from our night of shared passion. I lusted after Mary even more when she'd visit the dealership, and even though she flirted a little, it was obvious that nothing more would ever happen between any of us.

I still, to this day almost thirty years later, wonder how Mary's sweet pussy would have felt. And I still think that something happened that would eventually end my wife's desire for these wonderful experiences.

We had experiences with three other couples, that seemed to go much better for my wife, after that night but those are for later.

If you folks who are more adventurous than your spouse and want to enjoy swinging always remember to watch your more reluctant spouse carefully and be there to prevent anything that can upset them.

I love my wife. Always have and always will. I love the swinging experiences I've had and love the thought of all the things that could be. I guess I love my wife more because I've never considered leaving her.

But just maybe, some wonderful day, she'll be able to overcome whatever prevents her from enjoying what she obviously enjoyed in the past. That will be the day that I'll be the absolute happiest man on Earth!