Didn't see it coming

Swinging has changed so much since Rita and I started though we didn't just wake up one day and decide we would start swinging. We met in 1971 at Western New Mexico University when I was 19 and she was 18. Rita came from a large but poor family deep into the old religious ways. They were farmers and the men were Gods and the women stayed home and cooked, sewed and baby makers --- the same as servants in my view. So, my wife stayed home unless to church, school and back home. My wife is a natural little motor boat. Lots of energy and smiles all the time. She is a natural beauty with the darkest forest green eyes I have ever seen. She couldn't date or go anywhere without one of her brothers with her. So when she turned 18 she left home and moved in with a sweet old woman that needed in house care. My wife was working at the hospital training to be a nurse. She was taking biology and anatomy classes at the university. She was so happy to be free and make her own decisions and make friends and friends she did. Even today she can't go anywhere without talking to not just one but many people that know her and cherish her. She has that natural charisma. One of my room mates went to her church and would invite the youth of the church, who all grew up together, to our apartment and bring little pot luck food, cokes, and deserts. For a starving broke college Sophomore, that was surely God given and I took great advantage of the free meals. That is where I first saw her at one of those get togethers. Damn she had a nice round ass and smooth legs. Here blond hair was thick and long to her shoulder blades and that constant smile. She came over to me and said hello and that is when her rare green eyes just blew me away. She smelled so good. She says that it was my West Texas twang that won her heart. She couldn't stop listening to me. We married six months later in the summer of 1972 and have been married ever since. She was a true virgin made sure by her parents and six brothers. I'm making this too long. I get carried away when I talk about Rita.

Well, I got interested in sharing her when I met Bobby. He became a good friend of mine. We worked together and I noticed when I went to his house there were swinger magazines laying around. I asked one day if his wife oked him having them around. It was then he confessed that his wife was a hot wife and he had to explain what that meant. He told me about her having several boy friends and they would come at times and service her or they would get in the car and travel around town or in the country with them butt naked getting it on in the backseat and him watching them from the rear view mirror. He showed pictures of her and bulls he called them, in the back seat and bedroom and doing it on rest stop stables along highways. Of course I was shocked and went straight to Rita and told her. She was shocked also. If you knew Bobby's wife you would not believe it either. She just didn't look the type. Once it was in the open between us, we talked about it a lot. Then when I got to imagining Rita doing those things and another man having sex with her I got so excited and hard.

I always wanted to go to a nudist resort. Rita said hell no. Well, we were in Tennessee in the summer of 1973 on vacation and we were zipping down the interstate and there was a huge bill board advertising this family nudist resort. I turned off onto the ramp and followed the directions to the nudist resort. Rita was sound asleep. I drove up to the office and parked. She woke up and you can guess what she said when she saw all those naked people. I calmed her down. I said just for one night. I got out and went into the office to check in. I just started talking to the lady when in the front door busted my wife looking like she had seen naked people. She grabbed a hold of my arm and held on with her breathing slightly elevated. We actually stayed four days. She made a lot of friends as she always does with her personality and they kept talking her into staying longer and the truth is she was having a wonderful time. She loved the feel of the air and sun on her body. She has never worn panties or bra since. Actually I created a monster. She began to dress very risky that allowed her to display her bare assets in public. I think her smile is what made it ok.

No matter how hard I tried with all kinds of approaches Rita was not going to be shared. In 1974 we moved from our tiny apartment to a house we bought that was at the end of a dead - end street. Because of all the trees around us and a huge sign at the beginning of the street that said in big black letters DEAD END, it was very private. There was one other house on that street and it was across the street from us. A forty- five year old tall black ex-Texas Tech basketball player lived there. He was a very handsome man, well educated and ran a welding business in the oil fields. I really liked him and soon was proud to all him friend. His name was Pat.

Now, I worked in the oil fields too and my job required call outs all the time of day and night and may stay gone for days. After a year living there I was called out at 8 pm one day for a job. In the oil field you may have to dry many hours to oil well sites. Half way to that one it was canceled. We turned around and went home. All together I was gone 3 hours. Now I didn't say but that street bootlegged to the left so you couldn't see our house till you passed that bootleg which made the street even more private because it can't be seen from any other street. There were no street lights on that street. Our porch lights is all that lit up the street. As I came around that bootleg I could of swore I saw a shadow of a person running across the street to Pat's house. Maybe a burglar I thought. I drove up in my drive and saw Pats house dark. It was about eleven thirty pm. Well, I went to my front door and found it unlocked. Rita always locked it when I was gone. I went in and the house was dark except for the bedroom. I went in, Rita was in the shower, all the sheets on the bed were off and right in the middle of the bed was a huge wet spot about the size of a dinner plate. I went over to look at it. I felt it and it was sticky and I smelled it and it was cum. There is no way to describe the thousands of feelings that were rushing through me. I just sat on the bed looking at it when the shower stopped and she walked out drying off. When Rita saw me, she stopped and quickly looked around the room and then saw me pointing at the wet spot. He face turned white and she held her breath for a few moments then she dropped her shoulders and let out her breath and said well I guess we need to talk.

She sat down and told me about her and Pat having sex for the last six months. He was coming over when I was gone to talk and help her with the yard mowing it and stuff. Now I knew about the yard and thought it was nice of him. DAAAAAAAAAA. Well one night six months earlier, while I was on a job, he came over, took her to the bedroom and started taking off her clothes. He is much bigger than her and she said she tried to fight him but he was just too strong and he got her cloths off and she was afraid. Rita just laid there as he undressed, he did it to her, and left. She was afraid to tell me she was just hoping it would go away but it didn't and he came over several more times and told her not to tell me or I would get mad and I would try to beat him up and he would have to kill me and it would be all her fault. Rita said she decided if she was going to have to do it she should as well enjoy it and things got good between them and he said he would never have killed me it was just talk. She said she knows it's wrong and if I wanted to divorce her she would understand. I shook my head and laughed. I said damn hon, I've been trying to get you to do this for years. I'm not mad, just upset that I haven't gotten to watch. So, we had a talk with Pat and agreed for me to join. Good Lord he was hung and she told me it took her two months to be able to take all of it comfortably. I had noticed during that six months her virgin pussy was getting very loose. After awhile he began inviting his buddies over on weekends and she would spend the weekend over there servicing them and be a mess and sore on Monday morning when she came home. When I was home I would go over there and watch. Wow, it was hot to watch. We lived there for four years. Rita became addicted to sex. She loved it and loved being naked especially with all those black men around her. She just couldn't get enough.

Eventually she became pregnant and we all were so sure it was going to be a black baby. But it was white. It was mine. A baby girl. After that Pat and Rita's relationship soured and by that time my income had increased and I got a promotion and we were transferred 8 hours away to another state. Now that's another story I'll tell another time. If you have managed to stay with me this far, thank you and I hope you do understand this time in our lives is true, not made up and hope if you good folks are interested, I'll tell you more. We have been swinging for 40 years and have seen a lot and done a lot. Have a good day.

Your wife cheated on you. You forgave her because you have a strong relationship.

Thank you. You couldn't of said it better. We have had one hell of a ride in our lives so far. Very lucky couple.

Thank you for sharing (so far). Very interesting reading...