My story is a sort of warning to everyone considering going down the swinging path. When my wife Amanda and I got married two years ago she was 22 and I was 26. I knew that she was way out of my league because it was obvious, and everyone would remind me as often as often as they could. She has a face that you can easily fall in love with, a face that turns heads. She’s a little under 6’ and has hips and an ass that you just want to grab, and her breasts are slightly bigger that you would expect for her size. She also makes you laugh and is ready to try anything which is what got us in trouble and what this story is about. It started when she would walk around the bedroom of our apartment naked, her soft breasts sway when she walked. I would warn her that someone may be may be watching but she loved that idea and I would stand there also bollock naked and let her kiss my lips, then my chest until she sank to her knees and my cock would slip into her mouth and I would stand there as she sucked me until I was ready to cum which is when she moved to her hands and knees and I would take her from behind, emptying my cum into her as we both climaxed. But Amanda loved the fact that we would do it in front of a full-length window and whilst I knew people in the apartment block next to us could see us no one made a complaint. I mentioned to Amanda that it was only time before someone would complain or a video would appear on the internet, but she would just laugh. I then told her that someone over there would be fantasising about fucking her and in an instant she got excited and said that she hoped he was old. Of course I had to push her on that and that’s when I learnt of her old man fantasy or fetish. You see, it turns out that when Amanda was 18 she had a brief fling with a man in his mid 60’s who by her account ‘blew her away’ the sex was so good. And now, her fantasy was to see what sex would be like with an even older man. That’s when I learnt that my wife had a slight obsession with older sex. It was never my intention for her to actually jump into bed with another man but I just had to push it. I knew that we were devoted to each other and that if one day we did live out a fantasy that involved sex with other people then our relationship would survive, its just that I wasn’t ready. So exactly why I encourage Clive to visit is still beyond me. I knew Clive who lives in an apartment in the same block had a little obsession about Amanda because he would tell me often how lucky I was and that if he was 20 years younger he would ‘have a go’ . I would remind him that he was 72 and he would have to be much more than 20 years younger to have a chance. Clive is tall, well built, runs marathons so has a body much younger than his 72 years and is in fact probably fitter than me and can make love to a woman for a very very long time. I started to suggest to Amanda that Clive was her fantasy man and over time I would make sure that Clive would ‘bump into us’ at a coffee shop or would just ‘pop in for coffee’ now and again. And I could see how he and my wife got on very well and the flirting got worst. Amanda and I were having sex one evening when I asked her what old man sex was like and suggested that she imagined I was Clive. I asked her what she would do to get him going. As I repeatedly slid my cock into my wife she told me about how she imagined herself topless and Clive sucking her breasts and how she would lead him to the bedroom and let him lay on top of her and feel his big old cock inside her. The sex was amazing just thinking about it happening. Whilst we lay there, I suggested she sees how far she can go with it just for fun. She propped herself up on her elbow, looked at me and made that thoughtful ‘mmm’ sound and we made love again. I had already told Clive about Amanda’s older man obsession and given him permission to fuck her if he got the chance. I even told him that if she wears her red nighty then she’s up for it hoping that it would give him confidence to try. Amanda and I had spoken about it numerous times after all ‘it was only sex’ and was only likely to happen once ‘for fun’. Two night later Clive paid us a visit. I had bought Amanda the ruby red silk nighty for her to tease Clive with not telling her that Clive would consider it permission from her. He was sitting in our living room when Amanda came in from the bedroom, the silky dressing gown clinging to her body. Her full breasts pushing to get out, her large bright red nipples leading the way. Amanda said ‘Hi’ and started to chat with Clive. I had intended to go and make us all coffee to give them time to get to know each other but I could tell that Clive just wanted to put my wife on her back and Amanda’s nipples had grown bigger and harder and he kept glancing at Clive’s huge bulge in his pants. I decided to strike whilst the irons hot. I pulled Amanda to her feet and said to Clive ‘ I told you my wife was hot’ and stood her in front of him. He examined her from head to foot and told her that she was amazing. Amanda leant back and asked me if this was ok with me. I asked her if she wanted to fuck him. She leant back again and like a kid asking for a toy simply whispered ‘yes please’. I slid the materiel holding the nighty up off her shoulders and let it slid low enough for her breasts to fall free. Clive took a deep breath in and just quiet said ‘oh fuck’. I led Amanda closer until she was close enough for Clive to touch her breasts and I sat down. Amanda let the rest of her nighty fall to the floor, took one of her breasts into her hand and said ‘Suck me’. The old man did as he was told, and I sat there and watched him run his tong over my wife’s huge nipples before giving them a long gentle suck. Amanda moaned as he put his hand between her legs and ran his fingers over her pussy lips before he slid them into her. It was Amanda who decided to take it further and grabbing his hand from between her legs pulled him up and led him to the bedroom just off the living room calling on me to ‘stay there’. As Clive followed my wife he pulled his jumper and t shirt off and I don’t think it was more that 30 seconds before I heard my wife call out ‘no, no, no I can’t wait’ and for him to just fuck her now. I couldn’t just sit there, I went to the kitchen to make myself a coffee to keep myself pre occupied as my wife cried out ‘fuck me, fuck me hard’ followed by a mixture of ‘fuck your cocks hard, fuck its big, put it in deep with repeated keep going and ‘fuck this is good’. Even from the kitchen I could hear the bed moving as my wife was screwed hard. I could hear him grunting about what I tight pussy Amanda had and what ‘fucking amazing tits she had’ followed by grunts of ‘fuck’ and ‘fuck your amazing’ with my wife telling him not to stop and to just keep going. After I had finished my coffee I just had to look. The door wasn’t closed so I looked in. The first time I saw Amanda on top, gyrating her hips on the old guy laying on his back. Gyrating and talking nonstop about how big he was and ‘fuck this is good’. I glimpsed her breasts swinging and him gripping one then the other with my wife leaning over to force them into him mouth. I decided it was time for another coffee. I had just poured it when Amanda let out a scream. I went to the bedroom and came face to face with my wife. She was on her hands and knees. Her hair was wet and stuck to her face, her body was wet with perspiration. She managed to open her eyes long enough to look at me and say to me ‘fuck he’s amazing’ as he pounded her from behind. I knew then that I had let a monster out of its cage. He banged her hard from behind and I just stood there and listened to my wife crying about how she cant take much more and how he’s so hard and how his cock was amazing. But when he pulled his pretty big shaft out of my wife, grabbed her and literally spun her round and onto her back before lifting her knees to her head and starting to fuck her hard again I decided to retreat and just sit the rest of this nightmare out in front of the TV. I couldn’t concentrate on what was on, I just listened to my wife beg him to keep going then beg him to stop because she couldn’t take any more followed by her pleading for him to fuck her asking him if she was his slut. ‘tell me I’m your slut’ and ‘tell me I’m a slag’. I’d never heard my wife talk like that before, she was always very confident and not shy about her need for sex. Clive called her a fucking slag. She said something else to him adding ‘please’ so Clive started telling her that she was his slut and he would have her whenever he wanted wherever he wanted. With that Amanda cried out that she was cumming again and pleaded with him to cum in her. As my wife cried and roared Clive let out grunt after grunt. Amanda let out one last ‘oh fuck’ and then there was silence except for ridiculously loud panting. Clive and my wife had been having sex for close to an hour and it was a good 15 minutes before Clive walked out with his clothes in his hands, his well hung dick wet with my wife’s pussy juices. He thanked me and congratulated me on an amazing wife, then got dressed and stumbled to the door telling me that she had destroyed him and that he had to get some sleep. Amanda came out after he had left, her nighty literality clinging to her as though it had been sprayed on, her nipples still big and hard, her breasts heaving because she was still trying to catch her breath. She told me how much she loved me and thanked me for the experience. She showered, had a coffee and we went to bed. I had sex with my wife but it was difficult. Her pussy was still soaking from him cum and she just lay here and et me fuck her. She didn’t acknowledge the fact that I had cum in her. She even apologised telling me that she couldn’t sum anymore. The next evening, she said that the only thing that cold top that was Clive walking in, grabbing her and dragging her to the bedroom and taking her. I shook my head and asked her when. She waved her phone and shrugged her shoulders. There was a knock on the door. My hot young wife had pleaded with Clive to come round and fuck her again. He brushed past me, grabbed my wife and dragged her to the bedroom and as I stood in the door way watching pulled her clothes off and gripping her head ordered her to suck his cock which my wife gladly did. For the next 9 evenings Clive came round, my wife would undress and quickly as she could and jump onto her back for Clive to do whatever he wanted to her. Even at my age I can only cum two or three times but my wife would walk out of the bedroom after he had cum in her once or twice and she still had cum over her face, cum dripping like a string from her tits and wet blobs on her boddy. After a week I had to put a stop to it or it would end our marriage and Amanda agreed. Up until lock down (and once in the middle of it) we set a rota. I could fuck my wife every other day and Clive could have her on the day’ she didn’t fuck me. The saving grace is this pandemic. Amanda had said more than once that its out of her system now and that she would be happy to do it once in a while, but the warning is, HAVE RULES from day one.