Chapter 1

All she has on is a sexy nightie. As we lie on the bed, I put my hand on her flat stomach and rub it ever so gently in a circular motion. I slide my hand down to her mound and just gripped it 'til she starts to moan. Damn, what a woman! We've been married for 18 years now.

She gets hot pretty easily. She spreads her legs and says, "Are you going to fuck me, or what?"

I just started laughing as she reaches for my cock. It's rock hard and she just rolls over and climbs on. As she's riding me, I reach up and grab hold of her big bouncing tits. I feel her getting ready to climax as she leans forward and gives me a big lip lock. I put my arms around her and hold on tight while I start spewing my cum deep inside her. Damn! Am I ever glad I married her. She is pretty much my everything, besides my two teenage daughters.

I'm Jack and she's Jill, I know that sounds corny but those are our names. As I mentioned, we've been married better then 18 years. I'm a Dentist, actually a DDS, "Doctor of Dental Surgery," I guess that's sounds more impressive and gets me the big bucks.

As she rolled off me she gave me another kiss and said she had something to ask me.

I looked at her and said, "go for it, what is it?"

She looked at me smiling and said, "I want to fuck another man!"

I looked at her totally shocked, "Who? Why? What happened?" I was dazed for a few seconds. "I thought we were so happy together, the perfect couple."

She looked at me and said, "Whoa, Jack, I think you might have gotten the wrong idea. I love you, with all my heart and soul. You are my soul mate, my one and only true love. I could never love another man as I love you. I think my statement needs a little more explaining."

I said, "You got that right. I couldn't believe what you just told me."

She went on to explain, "We've been married for 18 years and they've been the best years of my life. I don't regret one minute of it. You have got to be the sweetest, nicest, most sincere man on this earth.

As you know both of us have had sexual partners before we were married. Well, Jack, I'm getting older and would like to have one last fling while I'm still attractive enough to entice a man."

I was still a bit dazed. "Are you saying you want to have an affair-to cheat on me?"

"No, Jack, I would never ever cheat on you," she reassured me.

"I don't understand what you're trying to say here."

"I have sexual fantasies," Jill patiently explained, "and wondered what it would be like to be with another man just one more time in my life. I was thinking of swapping partners just one time Jack. Just the one time to fulfill a fantasy."

I was still a bit hurt and certainly fearful. "Jill, I could never watch you have sex with another man. It would kill me. You're my life."

"You're my life too, Jack, that's why I suggested a swap. I know all men wish they could get a piece of strange pussy. Would you like to fuck a strange piece of pussy, just one more time, Jack? Be honest with me, does strange pussy entice you?"

"Of course it does, but I would never, ever cheat on you. I just wouldn't," I told her.

"I would never cheat on you either, Jack. In a swap situation we would both have sex with someone else, we would both know what we are doing, and never do it again. As I said Jack, just a one time fling, just to get it out of our systems."

"I don't know, Jill," I told her hesitantly. "It seems awfully risky and could ruin what we have together."

"No way, Jack, nobody could ever take me away from you. I'm just talking about a fuck here, not love, not an affair, just a fuck from someone different."

"Look at all the crazy things we've done in the past, Jack. Remember when you told me not to wear under panties and to wear a short skirt while looking for shoes? We had three different shoe salesmen checking out my pussy. You were there looking at shoes so they were afraid to try anything. Or the time we drove down the highway while you were fingering me, we drove by the trucks and you told me to show more so the drivers could see? How about the time we went to the party and I told you some of the guys were getting a little carried away with their hands? You told me feels were ok but no further."

She was right; we had done all of those things. I still wasn't comfortable with the next step. "But nobody was fucking you, Jill," I explained. "It just scares me, and as I said, I can't watch it. I don't want some bastard grinning at me like a Cheshire cat, saying, 'I fucked your wife.' If you fucked one of our friends, I don't think I could ever face them the same way again. Knowing they had enjoyed my wife's body. The main reason we never told each other who our sex partners were before we got married was, if we should ever run into any of them the jealousy wouldn't set in."

We were quiet on the bed as I considered my next words. When I had them, I continued, "Jill, I love it when other men look it you, even if they see your body, get a glance at your tits or pussy. I know they aren't getting any and you will be all the hotter for me when we get home. Even the time that we played strip poker at Dale and Marcy's house. When we all got naked, you were with me, Dale and Marcy fucked right next to us but it was me fucking you. I knew Dale thought he we going to get in you, thought he was going to fuck you. I remember him reaching over to touch your tits and you said, 'Dale, you can look but don't touch. This body belongs to Jack and only Jack.' Then you kissed me and I felt so proud of you."

"Don't forget, Jack, Marcy wanted you also. She has always wanted you. I know she was disappointed when we didn't swap with them. You could see it in their faces." Jill thought for a bit, then said, "That was about ten years ago I think."

"Jill, I don't know if I ever told you, but Marcy called me the next day and asked if we could get together alone. I just told her she had a wonderful body but that I would never cheat on you under any conditions. She said she understood but was really disappointed, she really thought we would get together."

Jill laughed. I said, "what's so funny, Jill?"

She said, "Dale called me the next day also. He kept saying what a beautiful body I had and all the things he wanted to do to me. I just cut him off and told him that if he and Marcy want to stay friends with Jack and I then this sex talk must stop. I told him I only loved one man and all my love, body and soul belongs to you Jack. That I would never lose that trust you have in me for anyone, especially because of sex."

"Dale then apologized to me and promised never to bring it up again. He didn't want to lose our friendship because of it. Then he asked me if, as a friend, would I not bring it up to you. He would be quite embarrassed and afraid of losing your friendship."

I was taken aback. "Jill, I thought we didn't keep secrets from one another," I said, the tinge of jealousy probably more evident in my voice than I realized.

"These weren't secrets, Jack, just talk between friends," Jill said. "If either of us would have mentioned this, we would have lost two really close and good friends. I've been approached by many guys as I know you have girls. Most of it is just talk. If it ever developed into a problem, I talked to you about it. Like at the pool party when we were all having fun, but that one joker thought he could do what he wanted with all the women, remember, Jack?"