Throughout my 35-year marriage sex had always been important to me, it was great, exciting, and satisfying, however a few years ago, we were both concerned that our sex life was beginning to fade due to my hubby Rob’s loss of interest, soon it was boring and mundane.
I thought that Rob had found another woman, but he assured me that it was more due to his age, then to my total shock and disgust his answer was to widen our sexual boundaries by bringing another guy into our sex life, his reasoning was that as he was the only guy to have made love to me, I would get a big thrill out of another guy fucking me, he would get off by watching me being fucked and then joining in for a threesome.
I flatly turned him down, angrily telling him that it was a ridiculous solution to the problem and a visit to the doctors or trained sex therapist would be a better answer to the problem.
Our sex life just got worse, despite me telling him that I wasn’t interested in being fucked by another guy in front of him, the rare time we made love Rob would fantasise that he was a guy that we had seen in a restaurant or on holiday or was someone that we know who was fucking me, which was such a turn off, to the point that I was then not able to reach or even get near to an orgasm.
I still have a high sex drive and wasn’t ready to give up on sex, I had always enjoyed the intimacy of being made love to, so I said to Rob I would have a look at the web site that he had signed up to and that’s how I started to use Swinging Heaven, to Rob’s delight I said I would look at the site, see who turned me on and share these with him.
Oh my god after a few hours of looking at the profiles, photos and chatting with a few guys I was converted to Rob’s suggestion, my nipples were harder than they had been for years, my pussy was gushing and I finger fucked myself to an amazing orgasm whilst looking a guys horny profile photos, I was so turned on and randy that I got into bed and literary fucked Rob, having the strongest orgasms for years, Rob’s response was “so my ideal wasn’t so bad”, after my actions there was no denying that it wasn’t.
The next morning was an absolute disaster, Rob was awake early and eager to see my chosen guys, I couldn’t wait to show him, I wasn’t expecting his reaction, I could see his face drop when I showed him the profiles, very quickly it developed into a full-scale row. With Rob criticising my choices, no way would he want any of them fucking me, he could not understand why a woman approaching 60 would want someone between 35 and 40 years old to fuck her. I snapped back “was my choice supposed to be someone older, with a bigger belly and smaller cock then his”!!!
To cut a long story short, sadly our relationship went downhill the few times we had a reconciliation fuck, (it was no longer making love), I would end up on all fours with Rob banging away from behind, making snide and crude comments about was I wishing it was an 8-inch black cock boning me, he would Cum very quickly and it was clear that he was just looking for quick sexual gratification for himself.
Then the sex stopped completely, we decided to separate, we were fortunate to have a comfortable lifestyle and big house, courtesy of my career. We decided to sleep in separate rooms until financial arrangements were made.
During this time, I was in constant contact with a lovely guy on Swinging Heaven, one of guys that was on my list of profiles that I had showed Rob, he was very supportive, eager to meet me and made it very clear that should I be willing, he would give me the best fuck of my life.
It had got to the point after some 6 months of no sex, I was gagging for some intimacy, so I decided to meet Dwayne for a night out and see how things progressed.
Last Saturday night unbeknown to Dwayne I booked a hotel room in London with a good bar and invited him to join me for a drink.
I could have got ready in the hotel room, but the way Rob had behaved and his attitude towards me over the past months, I thought I would get ready at home, let him see how I was dressed and tell him to his face that I may not be back that evening.
It was so pleasing when Dwayne replied in seconds to my text saying that he would be there and couldn’t wait to meet me in person.
The next few days passed in a flash. I managed to get my legs and pussy waxed at a beauty salon, then went shopping at a local boutique to get something really slutty and totally age inappropriate for the night, something that would turn on a guy at least 25 years younger than me, I eventually purchased a very short black dress, which I wouldn’t wear a bra with to put my boobs and legs on show and a very small sheer black thong. Saturday morning, I went to get my cut and styled, asked my long-term hairdresser to give me a new style, she asked what the occasion was, I boldly whispered it’s for a possible hook-up tonight, she gave me a smile, wished me good luck and that she had a few good ideas then proceeded to show me a few images on an iPad. I decided that the one labelled as Sassy, Shaggy Bob was just the look that I wanted.
I had a long soak in the bath, then applied my makeup very heavily and smothered myself in expensive perfume, I squeezed myself into the dress, pulled up my thong then slipped on my sexy 5-inch black Louboutin stilettos, admiring my appearance in the mirror, hoping that I was hot enough for a younger guy to want to fuck me.
To be honest I was trembling, but I was determined to at least meet Dwayne.
I was at the front door when Rob came out from the study, perversely I was so pleased that he saw my hairstyle, makeup and how I was dressed, his comments although true were still hurtful, “I assume as your made up and dressed like a prostitute your off to meet a guy, no doubt one of the guys you showed me.”
Angrily I replied, “It isn’t really any of your business who I see any more”.
Rob turned away and sniggered “No doubt you’re gagging to be boned by a youngster’s black cock”.
I really couldn’t be bothered to reply, opened the door, and left.
As I walked to my car a van passed by, a couple of guys let out a wolf whistle and laughingly asked how much I charged for a good time, very pleasing as I had achieved the slut look.
My phone pinged, looking down it was from Dwayne saying he was on his way to the hotel and how much he was looking forward to seeing me tonight.
It was quickly followed by another text this time from Rob just saying, “please don’t do whatever you have planned for tonight”.
I was shaking, covered in goose bumps, I took a deep breath, then decided that I wanted to go ahead with whatever happens tonight, I got into my car, I headed to the hotel.
