Swinging Saved Our Marriage (6 page)

Kyra went to the first story she’d come across and started reading. It was about a married couple, Jen and Mike, who played a game where she would go out and flirt with men while he surreptitiously watched from the sidelines. In the first part Jen flirted with a complete stranger in a bar. When things went past flirting and the guy started touching her, the husband intervened, but almost caused a fight. In their second encounter Mike convinced Jen to dress even sexier, and she met a stranger named Keith. Mike had pressed his wife to go further in her encounters with strangers. This time she ended up rubbing the guy, but stopped before things could go further. In the story, the wife was reluctant to play her husband’s game, but she kept going along and always enjoyed it despite her reluctance. By the end, she had fucked a man she picked up and loved every second of it, even if she had tears of regret afterward.

That part of the story was awfully familiar to Kyra. Actually the whole story played out like a version of her recurring fantasy of Ethan watching her with Bill, except in the story the husband was not there for the actual sex.

Clicking on a tab, she saw other stories her husband had recently read. But more of them seemed to be about swapping, not just wife-watching stories. She had no idea Ethan had such a kinky side. Maybe he wouldn’t react badly if she shared her own fantasies.
Does Ethan want to do that sort of thing? Is this just fantasy?
It was crazy to think, but all of the stories here played out that very scenario.  Maybe her fooling around with Bill had opened a can of worms in their marriage. It seemed to have put ideas in Ethan’s head.

For a fleeting moment she wondered if she could do something like that for Ethan. To her, these stories were more vivid than watching porn because these were more thought out scenarios. Stories climbed into your head and stayed there. They certainly climbed into Kyra’s head. Reading just a couple stories had her dripping wet and she printed out a third, something called “Truth Or Treat” and took it upstairs with her. She needed someplace more private to continue her reading.

Kyra took the story and the rest of the bottle of wine up to the bedroom. After another glass was down and halfway into the story, she broke out her vibrator. The idea of being with another couple and swapping in the same room, being able to watch each other, was like the perfect melding of both her fantasies. She wasn’t sure how she felt about the parts where the wives got it on together. It was hot in the story, but she was not sure if it was something she would do. She hadn’t really thought about being with another woman.

She tried to keep reading while she buzzed the tapered toy over her pussy, but it was too much to try and do both. Tossing the story aside, she closed her eyes and pictured herself in that situation. In her mind, they were in a hotel room with two beds. Ethan was on the other bed with some woman while some handsome stud was with her. He was taking her from behind so she could watch her husband screwing the other woman. She always believed she was too jealous for anything like that to turn her on, but the fantasy was so hot she couldn’t believe it. She even took the vibrator and pushed it inside her, something she rarely did. Working the toy in and out of her cunt, she pretended she was being fucked while in her mind she was watching Ethan with another woman. It was even hotter than when she imagined him at the massage parlor. Maybe she wasn’t jealous because she was getting taken care of too. No one was coming up short. With a breathy cry she climaxed and pulled the toy out of her pussy. It was just too intense. She squeezed her legs together and reveled in the sweet pleasure pulsing through her body. She couldn’t wait for Ethan to get home.

Ethan was surprised how quiet the house was when he got home. It wasn’t quite ten o’clock yet, but he couldn’t imagine Kyra was in bed already, unless the girls had really been out of control. He knew he should feel guilty for dumping the kids on her all day, but it was great to get out, hang with Charlie and work on the boat since that was the only real exercise he was getting these days. Kyra was looking so good from her workouts that he was feeling pressure to step it up himself.

Over beers, too many of them, he opened up to his best friend and asked what he would do if he caught Beth cheating. Charlie wasn’t married, but he’d been with Beth for a couple years and they lived together for all intents and purposes. It was only fear of being tied down that kept him from popping the question.

“If Beth ever stepped out on me, it would be over. If she’s looking for some other guy she’s obviously not happy.”

“But it’s not like you haven’t played around,” Ethan said.

“That’s different, you know that. It didn’t mean anything. Some drunken hook up doesn’t count.”

Ethan did not agree, but held his tongue. “Do you think she would end things if she found out?”

“Man, I am sure of it. She’d probably take my balls with her too. Why are you asking? Is there something going on with Kyra?”

“No no, definitely not.”

“Nah, she would never do anything like that. Kyra’s like the perfect wife. Are you feeling guilty about going to the wacky shack?”

“A little, maybe.”

“Trust me, what your wife doesn’t know won’t hurt her. And besides, she’d probably be happy someone else was taking some of the load, so to speak. We’re lucky there isn’t a female equivalent for the whacky shack.”

“Yeah, right,” Ethan replied.
Just little office affairs
, he thought. “What about other stuff? Would you do something like have a threesome, or even swap partners?”

“Dude, if you’re offering you know I’ve always thought Kyra is hot.” Charlie drank more beer and laughed. “Seriously, of course a threesome with another chick is on the table. Beth and I have even talked about it, you know in the fantasy sense, but I don’t think it would ever happen. I don’t know if I could handle swapping. How hot is the other chick?”

Ethan laughed. “So you don’t think you would do it?”

“You can tell you’ve been married for a while!  I guess if I’d been married as long as you, I can see looking for some strange and maybe it’s better if it’s wife-sanctioned strange, but then you’ve got to ask yourself if you could handle your wife being plowed by some other guy. If the girls got it on first, and then we went to separate corners, then maybe. I mean, like separate bedrooms. I wouldn’t want to see it or ever hear her talk about it. Dude, what if he’s got a bigger cock than you?”

“I wouldn’t be worried about that. It’s the other stuff I’d worry about, ruining the marriage.”

“Yeah, the marriage is ruined if she starts sneaking off to get some of that guy’s shlong!”

Ethan didn’t know why he thought he could have a serious conversation with Charlie about this. When it came to sex, his best friend’s brain was firmly trapped in high school. “Yeah, it would be a crazy thing to try, wouldn’t it?”

“Do you think Kyra would ever do that? I don’t see her letting you bang some other chick, even if she’s getting it too.”

“Yeah, no, I mean you’re right, there’s no way. I just saw this article about swingers and was thinking about what it would be like.”

“Hey, if everybody could just fuck and not get attached it would be a great world, but that’s not reality.”

After that Ethan dropped it, but he still thought about it all the way home. Maybe he was crazy and sick for the fantasies he’d been having lately.
Could I really watch Kyra with another man?
He really just wanted to bring out the side of her that he wasn’t seeing, where she would give some guy a hand job in a hotel room. Or the side of her that was so horny she used a vibrator on herself. What would she say if he asked to watch her using the toy on herself?

Flickering light and quiet music came from the bedroom, so Kyra was not asleep yet. It did not occur to Ethan that the light was from candles until he was in the doorway. Kyra was on the bed and looked so hot, he did not even notice the stack of printouts beside her. She was wearing a red lace teddy he hadn’t seen in years with a little filmy red robe over it. It looked like a matching set, but he didn’t remember the robe. He always loved that teddy because it was only closed in the front by three flimsy ribbon ties. She was finishing a glass of wine and he saw the bottle on the nightstand beside her was three-quarters empty. Candles burned on the dressers and night tables beside the bed. Kyra smiled and set the glass aside.

“I was starting to think you weren’t coming home.”

“Sorry, I didn’t realize how late it was. I would have been home earlier if I knew you were waiting for me like this. Why don’t I take a quick shower?”

“No, I want you to come sit on the bed with me.” She patted the space beside her.

When he walked around to the far side of the bed, he saw the printouts and it only took a second to realize what they were.
Okay, if she’s mad, why this reception
, he thought.
Unless it’s some kind of trap
. “Honey,” he started.

“Shh, I’m not mad.” She giggled. He hadn’t heard her giggle in ages. “Does this look like I’m mad at you? I’m just curious.”

It was Ethan’s turn to be filled with excitement and fear. He was seeing that different side of his wife that he had wanted to see, but what did it really mean?

“No, not at all. So what are you curious about?” Ethan answered.

She turned on her side, like she was posing for him, and playfully stroked his hair. His cock was tingling to life and he no longer cared that he really needed a shower.

“I read a bunch of the stories you read, and it seems like they all have a similar theme. It seems like you really want to watch me. Is that true?”

“I, uh, uhm, well –“

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I get it. These stories are hot and I have to admit that I’ve kind of fantasized about seeing you. After you told me about the massage parlor I couldn’t help wondering what it’s like.”

“Really?” Ethan was shocked. Had Kyra been body-snatched?

“Yes. There’s something about just being there for one thing that’s exciting, because it’s forbidden. I’ve tried to picture what it’s like there, like I’m hiding in the corner and watching.”

“Really?” His voice was higher pitched this time. He wondered if the wine had gone bad. He knew she could get randy when she drank, but this was crazy!

“Maybe you’re not the only one who thinks watching is exciting. I want to know what it’s like. What happens when you go in to a massage parlor?”

He was not sure he was comfortable talking about this, but it seemed like she really wanted to hear it. He could see how hard her nipples were through the teddy.

“Well, uh , first you ring a bell and a woman, usually she’s older, greets you and shows you back to a little room with a massage table in it. She leaves you there and then a few minutes later your girl comes in.”

“What if you don’t like her?”

“I don’t know. That’s never happened to me.”

“So you liked all of them?” Kyra’s hand trailed down his chest and strayed over his thigh. Ethan just couldn’t believe this.

“You say
all of them
like I’ve been there a bunch of times. It wasn’t that many,” he replied defensively. “Anyway, you give her sixty dollars for the massage and then she tells you to change into a towel and leaves.”

“Is that how much it costs?”

“That’s just for the ‘massage’. More money is exchanged later, right before the, uhm,
action
. Anyway, you take your clothes off and put this towel around your waist and she comes back and leads you out of the room to this shower room where she washes you.”

Her breath caught. “Your whole body?”

“Yeah, they really scrub you down. After that they leave you in a sauna room for a few minutes and then they take you back to your room.”

“And the massage starts?” Kyra rubbed closer to his crotch.

“Uh, yeah. Are you sure you want to hear this?”

“No,” she smiled. “I want you to show me. Take off your clothes.”