Flying into London As I boarded the plane from Tokyo to London to spend the weekend with my wife, I was in turmoil. We had spent the previous week sending each other hardcore sex messages about how we were each going to take new partners when we were apart. Was this fantasy or reality? It was starting to seem very real. The time difference meant that as I boarded the plane it was midnight in London. I had just received a...

After a 10 hour flight from Los Angeles during which I thought of nothing other that my wife taking another man’s cock into her mouth and then riding it hard in our hotel room before I got back. We had made an arrangement that we were both free to take other partners if the situation arose. There were rules to be followed - no repeat dates, no local meets, no overnight stays, no uncovered sex. We must also tell each other...