I would never have thought of myself as a swinger but last Friday, after eighteen years of uninterrupted monogamy, I spent the night in bed with a man other than my husband, Ted, who was in the next room with another woman. The spouses of my companion and Ted's were sharing the room (but not the bed) with me and my companion.
The other two couples have been enjoying a close relationship for quite a while though nobody would have guessed it - we have been their closest friends for over a year and never suspected a thing. I don't know if they had been conspiring to include me and Ted but last Friday the conversation touched on sex and before long we somehow arrived at a spontaneous mutual agreement that it would be a pleasant way for good friends to top off an enjoyable evening of socializing andthe next thing I knew I was cheerfully disrobing.
It was indeed pleasant: - no orgiastic athletics or passionate exclamations- just joyful satisfying sex. I could hardly believe how satisfying it was even though I didn't climax, but then I don't always with Ted either.
No pangs of guilt or remorse plagued me after and Saturday's sex with Ted was sweeter and more gratifying than ever. I can hardly wait for this Friday when we pair off in the alternate pattern.
I know we will have many more delightful evenings with our dear friends. It works for us.
<a href="mailto:jackduncan52@hotmail.com?subject=Feedback to Jack Duncan">Jessie B.</a><br>