My name is Janet and my husband’s name is Don. We got married shortly after college. My sexual experiences before marriage were what I would describe as somewhat mild and wild. I dated a number of guys and had sex with a few of them, but nothing more than “regular” sex. My wild experience was with my female roommate during college (that is another story).

Sexually Don and I got along very well. We tried it in various positions and various places. We seemed to do it every chance we got. Although we didn’t really do any kinky stuff, we talked about different things as we screwed which made things extremely exciting and resulted in mind blowing orgasms for both of us. We talked about dominance and submission, public sex, swinging with other couples, two women together and even two men together.

One of the things Don liked to talk about more than anything else was watching me fuck another guy. I thought at the time it was just our regular talks and as he described some of the scenario’s I have to admit it was really arousing to think about as we screwed.

It got to the point that every time we screwed, Don would want to talk about this particular subject. He got very detailed in the way he described what I was wearing as we met a guy, how we would approach him, how he would undress me, how I would undress him, how I would suck him and exactly how he would fuck me. As Don would talk I found myself having continual orgasms. It was very stimulating to say the least. I found myself actually looking forward to his talks.

One night while he was describing yet another guy, he stopped and asked if I could actually do it. I was shocked. At first I thought it was just his way of being able to screw other women and told him that he was the only one I wanted. I was hurt that he would even suggest such a thing, but inside the thought actually excited me. I told Don that I would never want to watch him with another woman and that I couldn’t believe he would want to watch me with another man. We had a long talk about it and Don convinced me that he wasn’t interested in other women and explained how turned on he got thinking about me doing it. I still was having a hard time believing it. I asked him what he would do if it really happened… would he be jealous? What would he think of me afterward? Would it affect our marriage? Don said that he felt our love could withstand anything and that just knowing I loved him he wouldn’t be jealous, but rather turned on that I was doing it with another guy and still loved him.

I was still skeptical, but Don kept up the same fantasy each time we screwed. Each time he would become even more detailed and when he came it was always “explosive”. For the first time I began to consider actually doing it.

One night he was describing a guy on top of me, pounding my pussy hard. He described how he was holding my hand and stroking my hair as the guy was fucking me. I was really picturing this all in my mind and getting very excited. I shouted out “honey, he is cumming inside me”. That was the first time we both began shuttering and bucking, cumming at the same time and unbelievably incredible.

Later, we talked about everything and we decided we would actually try it.

We set ground rules. We both agreed we didn’t want a friend because he might talk to others about it. A stranger had to be just right. He would have to be clean and above all respectful to our desires. We talked about placing an ad, but decided we would have to weed out a big number of weirdos. We settled on going to a nearby town to a hotel lounge and seeing what we might find. We felt that mostly business men would be there and that they would be married and not want to “spread the word”.

We also discussed how things would happen. Don wanted to mostly watch, but also to be able to hold my hand and stroke my hair like he had mentioned in the fantasy. He would stroke his cock, but hoped he could hold off cumming as he wanted to fuck me afterward.