Before I start, I would like to take this opportunity to thank the many readers of my stories, I appreciate the feedback, both your ratings and your comments. They both helped me decide which way to take my stories. I have written both true and fictional stories. I find writing stories that are mostly true much easier because I can pull my feelings from true events and feelings.

I know that guys like to read for a few reasons, both for entertainment and sexual gratification; both are fine with me. I hope that you will continue to comment and rate my stories by how you truly feel.

The story I am going to share with you here is true to the best of my recollection. It concerns my hubby and his golf buddy and how my hubby first shared me with his friend. So, let’s start at the beginning.

This all began about a year and a half ago. My hubby is an avid golfer, and he plays with different people on different days of the week. One of his friends, named Dave, plays with him twice a week. They have been friends now for several years; they met on the golf course.

After golf they always sit around, having beers and talking about their round of golf and who knows what else, but as i found out, sometimes it is sexual stuff.

One afternoon, my husband came home and while sitting with me and enjoying another beer, and he had already had several, he told me this story about his friend. He had confided in him that he and his wife had not been sexual in any way for many years, there was no sex, he hadn’t seen her naked, and they hadn’t slept together at all.

I listened intently and wondered what had happened that had caused this thing to happen in their marriage.

My husband continued; it seems that Dave was messing around with a chick that he worked with, ended up having an affair with, although he claims it only happened a couple of times, then his wife somehow found out, and put an end to everything sexual in their relationship. He claims to still love her and wants to remain with her, but must accept that as far as sex goes, there isn’t any, and hasn’t been any since she found out.

We talked about it for a while when he suddenly suggested, or should I say asked if I would be willing to let him have sex with me. Actually, it was more like: Would you be willing to let him fuck you?

I asked him if he was serious, and did he really want me to fuck his golf buddy. Now, before I get ahead of myself, let me be honest, and as many of you know that have read a few of my other stories, I have not been a very faithful wife, I have had affairs, one-night stands, and genuinely been a naughty wife many times over. My husband knows about most of my transgressions, has forgiven me, but one thing he has always said was that he would love to watch me get laid.

He admitted to me that he was indeed serious about having his friend fuck his wife, but that he wanted to have a front row seat. He said that he hadn’t mentioned anything to his friend about it but would if I agreed to it.

Now, let me be perfectly honest, I love sex, and I love having different guys, so, I was willing to do it, but I didn’t want to sound too eager. I let him convince me that he would be okay with it, and perhaps he would do more than just watch, he may even stroke his cock as I was getting laid.

He continued to tell me that he considered Dave’s wife to be a total bitch for not giving him any sex, that she should have forgiven him, just like he forgave me for my sexual cheating.

I agreed to go along with my husband’s plan if indeed, Dave was willing or if he even wanted to have sex with me. I had only met him briefly on two occasions, I knew he was a decent looking guy, so sure, why wouldn’t I want him to use me for our mutual satisfaction. Now it was up to my husband to make the arrangements, to let Dave know that I was willing to let him have sex with me, but that my husband wanted to watch.

About two weeks later, Dave and my husband finally got to where they were chatting about it after a round of golf, but Dave said that he didn’t really think it was a good idea, my husband relayed that message to me later that same day, and we both kind of forgot about it. Until almost a month later, they were sitting around after golf, enjoying several cold beers when Dave asked my husband if that offer still stood.

My husband told him that as far as he knew it was still on the table, but that he would have to make sure that I was still on board with it. He told Dave that he didn’t see why I wouldn’t be. My husband had told his friend about some of my affairs and how he had forgiven me for them, and that his wife should have forgiven him too. So, Dave knew that this wouldn’t be the first cock that would be in me aside from my husband during our marriage.