Chapter One
My name is Peter and I am married to a lovely attractive woman, Carol. We are both just on the plus side of 30, with a child, a wonderful little 2-year-old boy. We do have a loving relationship and I am almost embarrassed to say it … but we are both slightly bored with the routine of marriage and we have been casting around for something -- or maybe someone - to spark things up.
Carol and I are both pretty much agreed on exploring the prospect of partner swapping. But we're both quite fussy about who we join bodily parts with, so we have not been in a rush to match up with anyone just yet. I work with a guy, Martin … he's about 5 years younger than us at 27 and married to a knockout looking woman, Nicole, a striking brunette with shoulder length hair and a body to die for. They too have one child, a daughter about the same age as our son.
About once a month, we leave the kids with their respective grannies and all four of us get together for dinner at either their home or ours. Nothing has yet been suggested about swapping, so the dinners are quite respectable, just sitting around talking. All four of us get on really well together, but Carol and I wonder if introducing mixed sex between us would ruin the relationship.
Neither Carol nor Nicole goes to work so the two of them also get together for coffee each Wednesday morning at Nicole's house. My lovely Carol couldn't wait for me to get home this recent Wednesday night, anxious to tell me that she had at last introduced the topic of partner swapping and she was stunned that Nicole showed some interest. Only Carol didn't get to it straight away, she played a little teasing game with me first.
"Peter, other than me, which woman do you desire most of all? If you could have no strings attached sex with anyone else, who would it be?"
"Nicole," I answered without any hesitation.
"Damn you Peter, you didn't even have to think about it, did you?"
I gave her only a smug smile … no words were necessary.
"If you are really nice to me Peter, I can grant you that wish, my darling."
She had my immediate attention, "You can … how … tell me more."
"Darling, Nicole has always seemed so very straight-laced," my wife told me, her mouth open, still amazed hours later as she recalled the conversation for me. "But today, she said that she and Martin had discussed swapping a couple of times. She indicated that he was pretty keen while she was only luke-warm about doing it with some other guy. Obviously, she is still a long way from agreeing to do it, but I think I can bring her around. I wasn't as dumbstruck as I am now, I was really cool and I didn't push the subject, just left it up in the air. Of course, I have every intention of bringing her back to it next Wednesday."
"Carol, I would never have believed it. But the strange thing is that Martin has never suggested it to me. You would think if they were that way inclined, he might have put out feelers. Although I am positive that he'd like to get into your pants Carol … there's no doubt about that."
"Do you really think so?" my wife asked curiously.
"Come on, you've seen the way he looks at you when we get together for dinner, I dare say he leaves here with an erection."
"Have you noticed the way that he looks at me?"
"Of course, I'm not blind. Martin has the hots for my wife, there's no two ways about that."
Carol gave a satisfied smirk, like my comments were only confirming something she already knew.
I looked for an opening at work the next day, but other than leading with a line like 'Are you a swinger Martin?' I would be forced to wait for a more subtle introduction of the topic. It came Friday night when we stopped in at a bar after work for a couple of beers.
I was getting ready to broach the subject when Martin opened with…
"So Peter, have you and Carol ever thought about indulging in a bit of wife-swapping?"
Whoa, I was taken aback, I expected that I was going to have to raise it. "Funny you should ask Martin, because Carol and I were only talking about that a couple of nights ago. We have both been thinking about it for quite a while, but we have been really careful to find a couple that we would both feel comfortable with."
"And you didn't think of us?" suggested Martin, "After all our dinner parties."
I needed to quickly reassure him that he and his beautiful Nicole would make an ideal partner pairing for Carol and I. "No Martin, don't get me wrong, you were both at the top of our list … actually, you were the only pair on our list. It's just that we never thought that you two would go for it."
"Peter, I have to admit to you that I'm the one who would go for it in a flash … other than my own lovely Nicole, I can think of nobody better than Carol to slip my hard cock up inside."
I must admit I cringed at his words, maybe this was the first test of whether I would be game to embark on swinging. Somehow, I was offended that he was talking about my wife in this manner … 'slip my hard cock up inside.' His words swirled around in my head. He must have noticed that I was distracted … and why.
"I didn't intend to upset you Peter, I was only trying to emphasise that you two would be the perfect couple for Nicky and I to swing with … perhaps I was a bit crude. You're close to our age, we're sort of in the same family state, each with a child. We both love our wives, but speaking for myself, I have a wandering eye that appreciates the beauty of a woman and wants to possess her, if only for one night."
"You're quite right Martin, I do feel that way … and often," I told him.
"Do you Peter … do you feel like that about my Nicky?"
"Oh, do I ever. She is truly beautiful Martin, what man wouldn't want her?"
"Peter, I've always felt that way, but I figured that I was biased because she's mine. Of course, she could still be the stumbling block. I haven't convinced her at all yet. I've tried lots of times … she sort of says she's interested, but I can never get any commitment from her … just a whole string of maybe's."
"Strangely enough Martin, Carol actually raised it with her on Wednesday, right out of the blue."
"Yes that's good, I did get to hear about that from Nicky. That's why I've mentioned it to you tonight."
"Oh it's a good sign that she told you about what my wife said, so she obviously took in what Carol had to say?"
"Yes Peter, she seemed to … but I still don't know if that brings the actual night any closer."
I began to wonder if it was me that was stopping Nicole from agreeing. "Martin, have you actually suggested to her that we would be the other couple?"
"Oh yes, of course!"
"So did she indicate whether she would be okay with me?"
"Come on Peter, stop fishing for a compliment. Yes, I got the impression that if she ever agrees for us to do it, then it would have to be with you two. I do think she likes you a lot Peter, I'm just not too sure if it's a sexual liking."
"Well at least that's a start. Martin, from our side, I can assure you that Carol would be very happy for us to have a mixed foursome with you and Nicky."
"So what should we do, can we arrange it for the next dinner party, that's due to be at your place a week tomorrow night?"
"That's up to you Martin, it would appear that Nicole is the only reluctant starter at this stage. But you can't force her into it, we may have to be patient and wait for the next month."
Martin was eager now that I had confirmed our interest, "No, that's too far away, let's try for next weekend. I'll start working on her more seriously."
"No Martin, I told you don't force her, let her come around to it gradually. Look, I know that Carol intends to raise it again this Wednesday. If there's going to be any pressure applied, it might be better coming from another woman."
Martin looked reluctant, but he agreed, "I guess you're right … okay then, I'll leave it to Carol."
Naturally, I filled my wife in on the developments of my discussion with Martin and she agreed to try to persuade Nicole over coffee on Wednesday.
Naturally, I couldn't wait to get home on Wednesday night to hear whether Carol had been successful. Typically, she teased me again, this time waffling on about some bargains she got while shopping. "Come on honey, tell me, you know what I want to know. How did it go with Nicole?"
"You really are anxious, aren't you Peter? Does it mean that much to you to have sex with her?"
"Come on, stop teasing."
"I could be worried about this Peter, you are acting like you're obsessed."
"No … no, I'm not. It's just that you and I have been talking about the prospect for months and months. And then after what Martin said last Friday night at the bar, I'm pretty excited that this could soon become a reality. Doesn't it affect you that way too? Carol, you've got to admit that you've wanted to have a go with Martin for some time."
"Oh okay, yes you're right, I am eager for it too. Well Peter, I'm sorry to disappoint you…"
My face fell, my jaw dropped, she could see that I was crestfallen.
"Hold on, it's not actually bad news, it's just not certain yet."
I brightened, "Really, tell me more…"
"Well, I raised the subject again and this time I kept on about it, forcing her to discuss all aspects, why she didn't want to swing … whether there was a chance that she might come around to it … and so on."
"Great … tell me more," I told my wife enthusiastically.
"Darling, it has a lot to do with her Catholic upbringing, she was taught to be a virgin until her wedding day and to respect the vows of marriage for the rest of her life. Martin was her childhood sweetheart, her only boyfriend and the only man she's ever had. Now she finds herself in conflict … her beloved husband who she expected to be her only man through life, keeps suggesting to her that he fuck another woman and that she give herself to another man.
My name is Peter and I am married to a lovely attractive woman, Carol. We are both just on the plus side of 30, with a child, a wonderful little 2-year-old boy. We do have a loving relationship and I am almost embarrassed to say it … but we are both slightly bored with the routine of marriage and we have been casting around for something -- or maybe someone - to spark things up.
Carol and I are both pretty much agreed on exploring the prospect of partner swapping. But we're both quite fussy about who we join bodily parts with, so we have not been in a rush to match up with anyone just yet. I work with a guy, Martin … he's about 5 years younger than us at 27 and married to a knockout looking woman, Nicole, a striking brunette with shoulder length hair and a body to die for. They too have one child, a daughter about the same age as our son.
About once a month, we leave the kids with their respective grannies and all four of us get together for dinner at either their home or ours. Nothing has yet been suggested about swapping, so the dinners are quite respectable, just sitting around talking. All four of us get on really well together, but Carol and I wonder if introducing mixed sex between us would ruin the relationship.
Neither Carol nor Nicole goes to work so the two of them also get together for coffee each Wednesday morning at Nicole's house. My lovely Carol couldn't wait for me to get home this recent Wednesday night, anxious to tell me that she had at last introduced the topic of partner swapping and she was stunned that Nicole showed some interest. Only Carol didn't get to it straight away, she played a little teasing game with me first.
"Peter, other than me, which woman do you desire most of all? If you could have no strings attached sex with anyone else, who would it be?"
"Nicole," I answered without any hesitation.
"Damn you Peter, you didn't even have to think about it, did you?"
I gave her only a smug smile … no words were necessary.
"If you are really nice to me Peter, I can grant you that wish, my darling."
She had my immediate attention, "You can … how … tell me more."
"Darling, Nicole has always seemed so very straight-laced," my wife told me, her mouth open, still amazed hours later as she recalled the conversation for me. "But today, she said that she and Martin had discussed swapping a couple of times. She indicated that he was pretty keen while she was only luke-warm about doing it with some other guy. Obviously, she is still a long way from agreeing to do it, but I think I can bring her around. I wasn't as dumbstruck as I am now, I was really cool and I didn't push the subject, just left it up in the air. Of course, I have every intention of bringing her back to it next Wednesday."
"Carol, I would never have believed it. But the strange thing is that Martin has never suggested it to me. You would think if they were that way inclined, he might have put out feelers. Although I am positive that he'd like to get into your pants Carol … there's no doubt about that."
"Do you really think so?" my wife asked curiously.
"Come on, you've seen the way he looks at you when we get together for dinner, I dare say he leaves here with an erection."
"Have you noticed the way that he looks at me?"
"Of course, I'm not blind. Martin has the hots for my wife, there's no two ways about that."
Carol gave a satisfied smirk, like my comments were only confirming something she already knew.
I looked for an opening at work the next day, but other than leading with a line like 'Are you a swinger Martin?' I would be forced to wait for a more subtle introduction of the topic. It came Friday night when we stopped in at a bar after work for a couple of beers.
I was getting ready to broach the subject when Martin opened with…
"So Peter, have you and Carol ever thought about indulging in a bit of wife-swapping?"
Whoa, I was taken aback, I expected that I was going to have to raise it. "Funny you should ask Martin, because Carol and I were only talking about that a couple of nights ago. We have both been thinking about it for quite a while, but we have been really careful to find a couple that we would both feel comfortable with."
"And you didn't think of us?" suggested Martin, "After all our dinner parties."
I needed to quickly reassure him that he and his beautiful Nicole would make an ideal partner pairing for Carol and I. "No Martin, don't get me wrong, you were both at the top of our list … actually, you were the only pair on our list. It's just that we never thought that you two would go for it."
"Peter, I have to admit to you that I'm the one who would go for it in a flash … other than my own lovely Nicole, I can think of nobody better than Carol to slip my hard cock up inside."
I must admit I cringed at his words, maybe this was the first test of whether I would be game to embark on swinging. Somehow, I was offended that he was talking about my wife in this manner … 'slip my hard cock up inside.' His words swirled around in my head. He must have noticed that I was distracted … and why.
"I didn't intend to upset you Peter, I was only trying to emphasise that you two would be the perfect couple for Nicky and I to swing with … perhaps I was a bit crude. You're close to our age, we're sort of in the same family state, each with a child. We both love our wives, but speaking for myself, I have a wandering eye that appreciates the beauty of a woman and wants to possess her, if only for one night."
"You're quite right Martin, I do feel that way … and often," I told him.
"Do you Peter … do you feel like that about my Nicky?"
"Oh, do I ever. She is truly beautiful Martin, what man wouldn't want her?"
"Peter, I've always felt that way, but I figured that I was biased because she's mine. Of course, she could still be the stumbling block. I haven't convinced her at all yet. I've tried lots of times … she sort of says she's interested, but I can never get any commitment from her … just a whole string of maybe's."
"Strangely enough Martin, Carol actually raised it with her on Wednesday, right out of the blue."
"Yes that's good, I did get to hear about that from Nicky. That's why I've mentioned it to you tonight."
"Oh it's a good sign that she told you about what my wife said, so she obviously took in what Carol had to say?"
"Yes Peter, she seemed to … but I still don't know if that brings the actual night any closer."
I began to wonder if it was me that was stopping Nicole from agreeing. "Martin, have you actually suggested to her that we would be the other couple?"
"Oh yes, of course!"
"So did she indicate whether she would be okay with me?"
"Come on Peter, stop fishing for a compliment. Yes, I got the impression that if she ever agrees for us to do it, then it would have to be with you two. I do think she likes you a lot Peter, I'm just not too sure if it's a sexual liking."
"Well at least that's a start. Martin, from our side, I can assure you that Carol would be very happy for us to have a mixed foursome with you and Nicky."
"So what should we do, can we arrange it for the next dinner party, that's due to be at your place a week tomorrow night?"
"That's up to you Martin, it would appear that Nicole is the only reluctant starter at this stage. But you can't force her into it, we may have to be patient and wait for the next month."
Martin was eager now that I had confirmed our interest, "No, that's too far away, let's try for next weekend. I'll start working on her more seriously."
"No Martin, I told you don't force her, let her come around to it gradually. Look, I know that Carol intends to raise it again this Wednesday. If there's going to be any pressure applied, it might be better coming from another woman."
Martin looked reluctant, but he agreed, "I guess you're right … okay then, I'll leave it to Carol."
Naturally, I filled my wife in on the developments of my discussion with Martin and she agreed to try to persuade Nicole over coffee on Wednesday.
Naturally, I couldn't wait to get home on Wednesday night to hear whether Carol had been successful. Typically, she teased me again, this time waffling on about some bargains she got while shopping. "Come on honey, tell me, you know what I want to know. How did it go with Nicole?"
"You really are anxious, aren't you Peter? Does it mean that much to you to have sex with her?"
"Come on, stop teasing."
"I could be worried about this Peter, you are acting like you're obsessed."
"No … no, I'm not. It's just that you and I have been talking about the prospect for months and months. And then after what Martin said last Friday night at the bar, I'm pretty excited that this could soon become a reality. Doesn't it affect you that way too? Carol, you've got to admit that you've wanted to have a go with Martin for some time."
"Oh okay, yes you're right, I am eager for it too. Well Peter, I'm sorry to disappoint you…"
My face fell, my jaw dropped, she could see that I was crestfallen.
"Hold on, it's not actually bad news, it's just not certain yet."
I brightened, "Really, tell me more…"
"Well, I raised the subject again and this time I kept on about it, forcing her to discuss all aspects, why she didn't want to swing … whether there was a chance that she might come around to it … and so on."
"Great … tell me more," I told my wife enthusiastically.
"Darling, it has a lot to do with her Catholic upbringing, she was taught to be a virgin until her wedding day and to respect the vows of marriage for the rest of her life. Martin was her childhood sweetheart, her only boyfriend and the only man she's ever had. Now she finds herself in conflict … her beloved husband who she expected to be her only man through life, keeps suggesting to her that he fuck another woman and that she give herself to another man.