How it began

My wife Hannah and I were childhood sweethearts, we got together at the age of sixteen, married at age twenty three and six years later by 1974, we were blessed with two children. Because of problems encountered during her pregnancies, Hannah decided that she didn’t want any more children and so had her tubes tied.

Neither of us had experienced sex with someone else and this played on my mind a little, I felt that I had missed out. I was so curious as to what sex would be like with another woman but there was no way that I would cheat on Hannah. So, one morning when we were in bed having sex, I asked Hannah if she ever had the same thoughts as myself. Of course I have, she responded but I would never cheat on you. This opened the way for an in depth discussion.

What if I said we should try it, I asked. Hannah looked shocked but replied, I would love to try it but I don’t want you to. Of course this wouldn’t do, so I pushed further with the result that we agreed to give it a try, but if either one of us cried stop it would end immediately.

Hannah, even before we married, went out every Thursday night with her girl friends and continued to do so for years after we married. They went to a local social club where there was a dance hall because Hannah and the girls enjoyed dancing. Hannah was a particularly good dancer, and because of this she attracted lots of guys who wanted to dance with her. Most of these guys were married men who were at the club with their wives, so they had no designs on Hannah. However there were single guys in abundance who went to the dance looking to hook up with available women. Hannah often came home from the dance and told me stories about the men that had been hitting on her, but, she had always rejected their advances. That was now about to change.

I knew that it wouldn’t be long before Hannah was to have her first extra marital affair, but the speed at which it happened shocked me. It was only a few days later when she went out to the dance club with her friends. At around 11.00 pm I got a phone call, it was Hannah, I’ve just met a dishy guy, she said, he wants to meet up with me after the club closes and take me back to his apartment. Before I give him an answer, I need to know that your still on board with this arrangement because once it happens there’s no going back. I was shaking, the angst I felt was incredible, my wife, the mother of my children was actually going to fuck another man, I couldn’t understand why but I got an instant erection at the thought. Yes I said, I think you should go with him.

Hannah arrived home at around 3.00 am. I was in bed but unable to sleep due to the anxiety, and when she walked into the bedroom she gave me a little smile that spoke volumes. She undressed and climbed into bed, then taking hold of my dick she said, do you want to hear my story, can you take it. I was gagging, of course I wanted every little detail.

She told me that the guy wasn’t from our area, he was here working on a construction site close to our home town on a contract basis. He took her back to his rented apartment which he shared with another contractor, they went to his bedroom where he fucked her in his bed. When they finished he asked Hannah how she felt about going to service his buddy in the next room. So Hannah agreed and fucked his pal also.

So that was Hannah’s introduction to hotwifing, she described to me how these two guys got everything that was mine. One of them licked her pussy and both of them got their dicks sucked. It was a night for firsts because I got my first sloppy seconds, I was never into cream pies so that was a no no, but the feeling I got when I slipped my cock into her warm, slippery, freshly fucked pussy was second to none. The sex was incredible and this was just the start of exciting times to come.