Reading my posts here, you’ll already know that together with my husband our “thing” is for me to fuck another guy with Dave, my husband, watching, and Dave then fucking me afterwards to bring things to a very satisfying conclusion. We’ve kept our “thing” pretty close to our chest to avoid getting a reputation and to avoid any embarrassment at work. But I did let the cat out of the bag in circumstances that I had confidence in maintaining our secrecy. I’ve five very close girlfriends and we go out for a meal together about once a month. As sometimes happens, one night the “girl-talk” got around to affairs and marital fidelity. Though we’d all had a good deal of drink, I tried to keep my own council as the discussion went on. Almost inevitably the question was posed all around was “Would you have an affair?” Surprisingly three of the five said that they might if they had confidence that they wouldn’t be found out by their husbands. Of the two remaining girl0friends, one had been divorced two years before and made no secret that she had sex on a casual basis whenever the opportunity presented itself. The other was a shy married girl (though twenty-six years old) who declared that she could never engage in extra-marital sex. Having said that about her, she seemed fascinated by the conversation. “What about you?” I was eventually and inevitably asked “How about you Carole?” It was stupid, but clearly the effect of the booze caused me to respond lightly with “I do” and in response to universal encouragement to reveal more, “I fuck other guys, usually strangers, but only while my husband can watch”, and “About once a month”, were prompted from the barrage of requests for more information. So I revealed that we sometimes had a guy join us in our bedroom. “For sex?” someone asked incredulously. I couldn’t resist the quip “No, to play poker. What do you think we were going to do in our bedroom?” They wouldn’t be satisfied until I’d revealed all. “What does Dave think?”, “How feel?”, “How do you get guys to fuck you?” I reluctantly revealed how it all got started (which I’ve already described here), I tried, unsuccessfully, to move the conversation away on to other subjects, but we broke up eventually when I rang Dave to pick us up (we give two of the girls a lift to their homes. I had got assurances that they would keep what they had heard in confidence. When Dave entered the restaurant I was conscious of everyone watching him, and I hoped that he didn’t detect the unusual interest in him. About two weeks after I revealed our three-in-a-bed secret lifestyle, I had a call from Pat, one of my five close friends, asking if I’d go out for a drink with her that night, “It’s something that’s been worrying me” she told me, so I agreed. When we met up she seemed unusually quiet and I figured that she had something on her mind. I eventually had to press her with “Just what’s on your mind Pat” and she looked me in the eye for the first time that evening. “I’ve been brooding about what you told us when we were all out together. I just can’t get it out of my mind and I need your help”. “I’ll do whatever I can” I said. Again hesitating, she eventually blurted out “I’d like to try it, but I just don’t know how I can even suggest it to Phil”. I had no idea how I could help her, and I told her so. “Have you even discussed anything like that to Phil?” I asked. “No” she said, “I can’t even think of a way of bringing it up in conversation” she said. “Leave it with me. I’ll see if Dave has any ideas that are the best thing that I can do”. When I got home, and we went up to bed I told Dave about our conversation, and annoyingly he burst out laughing. “It’s no laughing matter” I chided him. With difficulty he suppressed his laughter and said “You’ll never believe what I’m going to tell you” He said. Before continuing this account, I should explain that Dave went out most weeks with a group of his friends, usually playing darts in a local pub. Occasionally though, one of his friend’s wife spent the evening with her mother some miles away, and Dave’s friends took advantage of the absent wife to officially play cards, but in reality to watch porn videos. On recovering his demeanour Dave reminded me that he had taken round a couple of the “Screw My Wife” videos to their “card evening”. He went on to tell me that Phil was one of the two guys there who had said “I’d love to watch my wife being fucked while I watched”. Dave to his credit had (unlike me) kept our “lifestyle” secret, but agreed to his friends that he too found the fantasy of watching me fucking another guy exciting. It took me some minutes to absorb t this revelation. Eventually, I asked Dave “But how can we do something for Phil and Pat?” After more thought Dave said “We’re going to have to think about that”, and we eventually drifted off to sleep. The following evening as we sat down to a meal, I said to Dave “I’ve got a plan” then went on to explain. This is what we arranged to happen. Pat and Phil came round for a meal. I’d previously rang Pat and told her to go with the flow that night, but refused to explain further. After dinner and I’d cleared away we sat down in the lounge and I put some slow romantic music on while Dave fixed the drinks. I went across to Phil and got hold of his hand and said “Come on, let’s have a dance” and we got up and moved together. Dave was soon up with Pat. I slipped my hand out of his and held him around his back getting up close and personal. I slipped off my shoes and held my body against his so that my right leg was between his. Very soon I could feel his erect penis straining against me. I turned my face against his ear and said “This is nice, really nice” and he mumbled an incoherent replay. I was looking for it, but was pleased to notice that he was watching Dave and Pat who were dancing in a similar manner. When I was convinced that Phil’s arousal was not only because of the movement of our body’s together, but because I’d positioned him so that he could watch Dave and Pat. I murmured to Phil “Please let me do this for you” got down on my knees, undid his belt, unzipped his trousers easing them and his underwear down a little and took his cock in my mouth. I’d made sure that he was facing Dave and Pat so that he could watch them. Dave turned Pat around and lowered her onto the settee so that she could watch Phil and me. He raised her skirt and Pat obligingly raised her hips to assist Dave pull down her pants. Dave then went down on her. Though I couldn’t see from my position, Dave told me afterwards that he tongued and sucked her clitoris. I could, though, hear her moans as Dave got her aroused before moving to the side to finger-fuck her g-spot. Pat came with a loud cry which caused Phil to ejaculate in my mouth, and I swallowed it all. I stood and led Phil to an arm chair, whispering “Let’s both watch Dave and Pat shall we?” My eyes switched between watching Phil’s face and Dave and Pat. Dave gave Pat a moment or two to come down, then spread-eagled her legs and slowly pushed his penis into her, just a little at first moving in and out, while his thumb gave her clitoris some more attention. Soon she was moaning again and Dave increasing the length and frequency of his thrust. Phil’s expression was that I’d seen so many times on Dave’s face when he’d watched a stranger fucking me. His lips were parted and periodically his tongue came out to lick his lips. His more rapid breathing and mounting erection told me that he was getting aroused again. I pulled him up from the armchair and lay down on the floor so that while fucking me he could continue to watch his wife being fucked by Dave. Because Phil had already come in my mouth, I knew that it would take longer before he would climax again, and I was aware of a niggling worry that Dave and Pat would climax first, but Dave stopped to allow her to come down a little. Dave told me later that he was intentionally delaying things until Phil and I came together. In the event, I had had one orgasm already before Phil ejaculated again and I came for the second time. After we’d all relaxed for a little while, Phil’s cock shrinking within me, and Dave’s cock shrinking inside Pat, I stood up, pulled Pat to her feet saying “Come on, let’s get cleaned up” and led the way upstairs to the bathroom. After we’d cleaned up and applied some make-up Pat looked me in the eyes and said “Bloody hell, now I know why you and Dave like it so much. Is it always that good?” “Better” I replied,” remember that you get to be fucked again by your husband afterwards, and having a stranger inside you adds a lot more to the excitement”. “When we go down” I continued, “Don’t let on that you already knew that Dave and I have our activities of three-in-a-bed, otherwise Phil might guess that this is all a set-up”. We went down, and more drinks awaited us. Phil looked a bit sheepish when we joined the men downstairs. “Question is, Phil, did you enjoy it?” I asked him brazenly. “Of course I did” he answered, “you were fantastic”. “What about watching Pat being fucked, did you enjoy that?” I asked. “Christ yes” he said, “It’s one of the most erotic things I’ve seen”. I pressed on “I bet you’ve fantasized about another guy fucking your wife while you watched. Come on, own up, Pat won’t be offended or upset will you Pat” and glancing at her she shook her head saying “No”. “Well” Phil said “it’s something that I’d never ever expected to happen, but yes”and looking across at Pat added apologetically “Sorry Pat”. Pat had obviously got the message and said “Don’t be. Having you here while Dave fucked me was something very special, even more so since you enjoyed the experience so much”. Dave took over the lead. “Maybe I should make it clear that swapping wives isn’t something we normally do. So please don’t expect us to do it again”. Pausing a moment he went on. “Like you Phil, I enjoy watching my wife being fucked by another guy, and she enjoys me watching her. So that’s what we do. We find a guy, usually a stranger, to fuck her while I watch, and to make sure that she’s well satisfied I fuck her afterwards”. Dave went on “I hope that you’ll treat t this in complete confidence”. Phil quickly took that on board before asking Pat “Would you like to do that?” To give Pat her due, she did hesitate for effect before replying “I’d love to try it, providing you wanted me to”. Phil was obviously milling all this over in his mind, since he asked “But how do you find the men?” We went on to explain our various methods of satisfying the need for guys to do the dirty deed on me. “You make it sound easy” said Pat. “If we decided to do it would you be prepared to help us to find someone?” I looked across at Dave. We’d already anticipated this providing this evening was a success. “We have a sort of reserve list” he said, “just in case we have difficulty. We don’t often use it, but the guys are good, clean, reliable, and discrete. Most are happily married, but to wives who don’t like sex. Do you want us to find someone?” Both Phil and Pat nodded enthusiastically. We arranged the Phil and Pat inauguration. Before the event however, Dave had a brilliant suggestion that Phil and Pat agreed to. We got them to put a phone, already connected to one of our mobiles, on the bedroom table so that we could listen in. Not only did we listen to it on hands-free loudspeaker, Dave recorded it and afterwards gave them a copy he’d burned onto a CD. Now, two months later Phil and Pat have the same sexual lifestyle as us. We even occasionally go to the same conference hotel, though separately, to find wife-partners who will fuck while husband watches. And no, we haven’t done a unique wife-switch thing watching the other’s wife being fucked by a stranger – it’s the excitement of watching your own wife fucking that’s the attraction.