It came out of the blue. After a twenty eighth anniversary meal and the perfunctory sex which usually followed such events, she announced the following morning, that she no longer wanted to have sex with me again.

She claimed that it wasn’t because she didn’t love me or that she wanted to end the marriage but because it didn’t excite her as it once did, and she wanted some excitement back into her sex life. She loved the comfortable life we had, but that it had become too comfortable and staid. She wanted to feel sexy again and proposed we go in different directions sexually but still stay together.

I just stared, open mouthed at her while she said this and I wondered if she was having an affair, but how and when was confusing as we spent most of our free time together. In a state of shock she assured me that she hadn’t and wouldn’t do anything behind my back. She proposed that we both seek sexual gratification with other partners but that there were to be no secrets and that each other should know who each other was with.

At this point she left me to think about it saying that we would discuss it again that evening. She thought I needed time to digest what had been said and come to terms with it. Initially I didn’t like the idea of my wife having sex with someone else but she did have a point that it had become very matter-of-fact and that we didn’t do it that often any more, anyway.

I spent the rest of the day thinking about my alternatives. It seemed like there was to be either no more sex at home or find it elsewhere, and as two fifty somethings I didn’t think that would be easy.  I’d never considered the thought of someone else having sex with my wife and tried to imagine it. I eventually came to the conclusion that it didn’t appal me. It would be the cheating part that would upset me most, but if we both knew about it then, and If I can have sex with someone else too, then why not !

The  conversation at the end of the day wasn’t the easiest for either of us. We both gave assurances that it would not split us up, that we would both know who was with who, and neither of us would stay out all night without the agreement of each other.

Deal done we went to bed, gave each other a kiss and went to sleep. The sleep bit took a bit of time to achieve as I wondered how this new life plan was going to work and judging by the fidgeting next to me, so was she.

Absolutely nothing happened the following week except that I tried to be a little more flirtatious with my colleagues at work but no one was interested and I was just given sideways looks from them. I wondered how my wife was getting on as I considered a new tack, but she had nothing to report either.

Another week passed and I thought the new regime was doomed and it was back to how it used to be when my wife suddenly asked if I had any objections to her seeing a colleague at work. When I asked for details she hesitated and looked uncomfortable and just blurted out that it was a her .

Silence.

We both just looked at each other, me open mouthed and her embarrassed. The conversation that transpired was that a colleague of hers had been very friendly towards her and had asked her to go for a drink. She was unmarried and a similar age to us and that she suspected that she favoured her own sex and how did I feel about that?

Well, it was mixed. The thought of two ladies together sexually was a turn on but I had no idea that my wife would ever have considered it. After some thought I decided that I would prefer her with this colleague than some bull of a man ravaging her. I know! Male pride.

Three days later, and with very little said about it, my wife was getting ready for a night out without me. Of course I knew what was happening and with mixed emotions I wished her luck and hoped it went well. The rest of my evening was spent with me imagining what was happening between them and with my cock very aroused, I had to get it out and play with it until I could stand it no longer and let fly at the thought of my wife getting it on with another woman.

Cleaned up, I waited for my wife to return. When she did there was a broad smile on her face and said the evening had gone very well and yes, her colleague did prefer her own gender. I couldn’t resist asking her what happened between them but all she would say was that she enjoyed it and was definitely up for a repeat.

The following morning as we sat at breakfast she asked me if I had any questions to ask about last night as this would be my only opportunity to find out about it. I asked her if she’d had sex and she replied that she did. I asked her if they had licked each others pussy’s, to which she also said yes. My next question was all about my ego when I asked her if it was as good as I used to do it to her.

The answer, disappointingly for me, was no. It appeared that her new friend Cindy was an expert at it . She went on to say that ladies know more about what makes their bodies tick than men. I retaliated by saying that perhaps men know better about what their cocks like when receiving oral than women. She stunned me by agreeing and saying that I should try it.

More silence. “You don’t mean it?”

She did! She went on to explain that the deal was that we were only seeking sexual gratification rather than a new life partner, then why not? She then went on to say that the idea turned her on and she had no objections to me trying it.

Of course I rejected the idea immediately.  I’d never have considered any such thought, much less doing it with another man and even if I did, then who would it be with? “Think about it, “ she said and went off to sort the dishes out.

During the week I tried to imagine doing what my wife said I should. I used people at work and tried to imagine my mouth around their cocks. What I found was, that it was easier to imagine with some people than others. I’d realised I was becoming picky about the men I’d imagine were sucking my cock and had to admit I liked the idea of some of them doing it.

But you can’t go up to a man and ask him if he’d like to suck your cock without getting into some serious aggravation. What I needed was a regular wank buddy, but where do I find one of those? Meanwhile, my wife and Cindy went out regularly. I even met her, she was nice and I could see the attraction my wife had for her. But I was getting nowhere except playing with my cock imagining what they were doing.

A few weeks into our new regime my wife asked me if I’d given any thought of having sex with another man. It was my turn to be embarrassed now. I stammered through an explanation that I’d given it some thought and that I would give it a try if I met someone I liked and trusted.

Smiling, my wife said she had an idea about how to help my situation and would get back to me after she’d spoken to Cindy. Confused, I said okay.

The day after my wife and Cindy had been out she asked me how I felt about going out with both of them to a place in town that attracts people of a certain persuasion. She must have seen the shocked look on my face and asked me to think about it and get back to her.

It was one thing to imagine it in your head, but something entirely different when it came to actually doing it. I was so confused. The idea both excited and petrified me but I had get over this. After all, I wasn’t getting much luck with the ladies. Agreed, I told my wife I would do it, but reserved the right to leave whenever I wanted to.

The following Thursday Cindy picked us both up. It was strange getting into the back of her car while my wife got in the front and immediately leaned over to her, kissed her and patted her thigh. During the journey I couldn’t help but imagine the two of them together without clothes and doing what they do to each other, so by the time we reached where we were going to, I was feeling quite horny.

The place itself was like a cross between a pub and a club. It was warm and cosy with background music that didn’t batter your eardrums. My wife found us a table and the two of them went to the bar, which gave me the chance to look around and see who was there. What my wife had said about it attracting people of a certain persuasion was true. It seemed that the men congregated together, as did the ladies with just a handful of mixed gender groups. 

Looking around the place my eyes locked onto another mans for just a few seconds.  Embarrassed, l turned away as he smiled at me. I was saved by the drinks and the girls arriving back at the table but I couldn’t help glancing over in his direction as Cindy, my wife and me were making Smalltalk.

Ten minutes later my wife said she needed to go to the toilet. Cindy said she would go with her and so I was left alone. The thought occurred that they had done this deliberately to see what happened and they were not wrong. Less than a minute after they had left the table, the man that our eyes locked together briefly as I was looking around came over to me and asked if I wanted company.

Nervously, I said yes and he sat down. He was a pleasant looking man, about ten years younger than myself and he introduced himself as David as he shook my hand. He then went on to say that he’d seen my wife and Cindy in here before but not me, and was I just visiting? My reply was that it was a long story and if he cared to listen then I’d tell him.

He was!  So I thought I’d better tell him that my wife thought I would like a sexual encounter with another man while she enjoys herself with Cindy. I told him I had never done anything sexual with another man before and that it wasn’t certain that I would, but I was willing to try.

It didn’t put him off and we spent some time chatting and slowly getting to know each other.  My instincts were that he was okay and probably worth getting to know. I was also aware that my wife and Cindy had propped themselves up by the bar and smiled when they glanced my way. I took it as a clear sign to get on with it. So I did!

I asked how this male to male thing went and if it always ends with a cock entering a bottom.  He laughed and said that it could but that he wouldn’t do that unless he knew the other person well. Reassured, he said that a lot of it was usually oral and mutual  masturbation along with the lovely feeling of skin on skin. Penetration only occurs when they both want it.

As he finished his drink he said that he was driving and only having the one and if l wanted to chat more and in private he would be willing to drive me wherever I wanted to go.

It was now or never for me and because he hadn’t been pushy and encouraged by my wife, I decided I’d go with him and see what all this was about.  Having made the decision I thought I’d better tell my wife that I was going to go with my new friend David and that I’d be home later. Both smiled, gave me a kiss, and wished me well. 

Sitting in David’s car I was very excited as we drove along. I’d committed to trying this and decided to make the most of the experience and I put my hand on his thigh as we went along.  He smiled and reached out and stroked mine back. At this point I hadn’t said anything about where I wanted to go and he hadn’t asked me. But a little way out of town he pulled into a lay-by.  It was dark and no other vehicle was there either. 

Not sure what was coming next, I just sat there as he reached over with his hand and started gently caressing my crotch area. I was already semi hard and the gentle rubbing brought me to rock hard status. I thought I’d better return the favour and reached over and fondled his too. He was hard as well, as I ran my fingers along it. I didn’t know what I expected when I did this but it felt sort of natural so I carried on . David then undid his belt and slid his pants down and I got my first look at his long hard cock sticking out from his lap and he encouraged me to do the same. 

I didn’t hesitate and immediately went for my belt, arched my back, and down came my pants exposing my hard cock.  David immediately went for it and started to stroke it gently, which was a lovely feeling and I reached over to his to do the same.

If you’ve ever had sex in a car, you’ll know it’s not easy, but not impossible, but definitely awkward. So, after a couple of minutes of difficult getting to know each others cocks, David asked me if I would like to go to his place and make ourselves more comfortable. 

With even less hesitation I agreed, and after a short period of readjustment of our clothes we sped off to his place. Inside, he was very touchy-feely, stroking my arms and making his way to my bottom. I’m very aroused at this point and welcomed it and without any more ado we were undressing each other until we were both naked. David then moved in and gave me a hug and the warmth and scent coming from him relaxed me further so that I was up for whatever he wanted. Well almost!

At this point we had hold of each others cocks and he asked if it was alright to take mine in his mouth. “Yes please “, I found myself saying, and before I knew it, he was down on his knees with his tongue exploring my cock and then gently taking it in his mouth and almost swallowing it. The sensation was fantastic as he expertly licked and sucked my very eager cock. I wasn’t going to last very long.

I didn’t want to embarrass myself by cumming so quickly, so I pulled away and said I wanted to do the same to him, he smiled and I quickly got on my knees in front of him and holding his cock in my hand I licked the end of it first, like I’d seen David do and then  carefully took it in my mouth.

The strangeness of it lasted only a few seconds as David’s response was very vocal in a positive way. It was easy to tell he was enjoying it as I tried to take as much cock as I could in my mouth. I felt like I’d been doing this sort of thing forever as I sucked at him like there was no tomorrow and really enjoying it.

A couple of minutes later he asked if we could make ourselves more comfortable upstairs on the bed. Leaving our clothes where they were, we climbed the steps to his bedroom and as he led the way I followed his bottom cheeks as they swivelled with every step he took.

What I hadn’t realised was that making ourselves more comfortable was in fact a top and tail situation  whereby my face was opposite his cock and his mine. It really was more comfortable and I went at his cock with considerable enthusiasm. One of the things that I thought about as I licked and sucked at his cock was that I wasn’t getting my face wet as I would’ve done had I been doing this to my wife. Another thought occurred to me was that my wife’s face would probably be wet as she slurped away at Cindy.

I quickly put that thought out of my mind as I concentrated on trying to bring David to satisfaction. I, on the other hand, was desperately trying not to cum . I didn’t want it to be over too quickly but I desperately wanted to sow my seed down David’s throat, something my wife would never do. It too would have been a new experience.

He must have read my thoughts as he took my cock out of his mouth and said that he wanted me to cum and not to worry where it was going to go. With that he clamped his mouth back around my cock and proceeded to face-fuck me with even more enthusiasm. To return the favour I went at his cock with more gusto until very quickly I  came to the point of no return and with a loud grunt I came as deep inside David’s mouth as I could.

My orgasm must have triggered David’s as he very quickly upped his thrusting into me, and while I was trying to pump as much as I could into him, so too was David, into me. It was a good few trembling seconds as we each tried to deposit as much of ourselves into each other.  My mouth being very full I had no option but to swallow. 

Both of us just lay there trying to recover and as my cock went limp I considered what I’d done. It was with mixed feelings that I felt, lying next to another naked man, but then my wife was probably lying next to a naked lady having experienced something similar. David had been very patient with me and the whole adventure had been exciting.

As you can imagine the questions my wife asked me when I returned home were as personal as the ones I’d asked her and I answered them as honestly as she did me. She smiled and congratulated me and hoped it would be a marriage saviour and not a wrecker.

The upshot to all this is that I still see David and she still sees Cindy but we still sleep together. It has revived our libido’s and we have slipped back into the occasional romp with each other, but what I haven’t told her is that David has a friend called Brian and we often have a threesome and yes, it does involve penetration, which at first I was worried about but I needn’t have.  It was done with patience and care and I’m very happy with it now. So I now thank my wife for encouraging me and we are definitely not bored now!