Written by Georgeliot

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26 Jul 2015


Hi to all. This happened after about 5 yrs of marriage, following maybe 6 mos of consensual flirting with other people in bars & large parties while we lived in West LA. I was 22 & my husband 24. We began with just erotic mutual talk with each other about the people around us as we sat or danced. Jon started it by asking about attractive features of the men at the gathering & I would, with his encouragement, Pick one out, begin with a critique or Ppreciatikn of one or another's looks, then manners, then cloths, then.. well, eventually no cloths! Later, when making love he would get me to elaborate, placing my earlier evening's fantasy choice in bed with me in his place, encouraging me to include thoughts & activities not then in Jon's & my repertory. This evolved over time to my discovering a sexually creative streak in myself & for Jon a voyeuristic one in himself. One night, at a large rambling night club scene in Santa Monica he nudged me into a dare-you situation after having aroused me with talk & touch, by choosing for me by proxy a man at the edge of the crowded dance area to ask to dance. The scenario he suggested was a brief " hi" & dance request, an exchange of first names as we began dancing, a quick but gradual closeness, a long kiss at the first opportunity, progressing from conventional to french, then I was to touch him & (depending on the response), caress him down there. If the response was positive, then I was to excuse myself to the ladies room briefly, then meet Jon there & escape. I didn't hesitate, even though I was surprised by his choice of the man, older than us by maybe 30yrs, but loosely along the physical type I had often fantasized. I did all this, got the desired responses (from friendly surprise to close embrace to prolonged kiss to aroused genitals (his & mine), then I made my escape with Jon, not waiting till we got home to flesh out the end-fantasy, but doing it together right there in the car.

We liked to go to Culver City's outdoor public pool on Saturdays, dry ourselves in the sun, picnicking snacks in the adjacent park after our swim


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