I’ve always liked girlfriends telling me about other guys they have fucked, these were usually guys from before we met. However, when I met Sally-Anne we both had other lovers and I encouraged her to tell me details which she did with enthusiasm and it really turned me on. This story goes back to the 1980’s after I had been in London for an interview. A friend of mine also had an interview in London so we took the train together then on the way back, had a few beers on the train and went for a curry when we got back. The plan was to stay at his flat as that’s where all the best restaurants were. However, Sal lived in a flat not far from his and it was only about 11:00 so I decided to go round to hers. Her flat was top floor of an old converted house, I had a key for the front door but not for her flat. I let myself in and headed up the stairs. As I was part way up the second flight to her flat, I could hear the telltale signs of fucking, creaking bed and muffled moans. Hers was the only flat on the top floor and as I neared the top, I was in no doubt it was her. The creaking of the bed got more vigorous and I could hear the familiar sounds of her having an orgasm. Whilst I enjoyed her telling me of her escapades, actually hearing her was a different level. My stomach was churning with mixed emotions, jealousy, confusion and lust. As the sounds died down, I suddenly realised I had a raging hard on and despite the other emotions, lust was the main one. As I stood there listening, they started again to pick up speed and soon the bed was creaking and Sal was coming, followed by another brief respite before he was pounding her hard again and this time as she squealed out another orgasm the guy let out a deep groan and eventually the bed springs became silent. I was still standing there with a hard on wondering what next. My first thoughts, would he stay overnight? If so what should I do. On the same floor as her flat was a bathroom and a separate toilet, a sat in the bathroom and waited, resisting the overwhelming need to wank in the hope that the guy would leave and I could use my erection on Sal. I went back to the flat door and had another listen, I could hear low voices and movement, not of bed spring variety then footsteps. I went back into the bathroom and soon after, the flat door opened and I heard snogging loudly and them saying goodbyes. I stayed where I was for 10-15 mins so I could pretend I hadn’t heard anything and didn’t arrive until he left. Unsure how I would feel when she opened the door, I knocked hoping she wasn’t in a deep just fucked sleep. After a couple of knocks, she answered the door still naked ! If she was expecting it to be her guy returning, she hid it well, I kissed her and slipped my hand down for a feel but she turned around and told me to take my contact lenses out and come to bed. I went into the lounge to take out my lenses and noticed empty wine bottle and two glasses on the table. Sal was probably busy wiping away spunk at the same time. I went into the bedroom and was already hard again, I undressed and got into bed and she was straight down on my cock giving me a lovely blow job. I started to go down on her and she tried to pull me back for obvious reasons but I carried on and got the first taste of another guys spunk even if the spicy curry had taken the edge off my taste buds. After a little while, I lined her up and slipped my cock all the way in, she was very wet but still quite tight. After what had gone before I knew I wouldn’t last long so as soon as the telltale signs started, I pounded her hard until we both came and added to her spunk filled pussy. In the morning we fucked again and later I asked her about the wine glasses, she just said a friend had been around. I didn’t let on that I knew what had gone on but the thought of it always made me extra horny. Eventually after a few weeks she told me about it, however, I didn’t let on I had listened for several months. She didn’t see him again and I never got to know who he was. Anyway, this was the start of an extra dimension to sex and I used to encourage her to have extra cock. However, by this time whilst I enjoyed her playing around I also didn’t want to lose her and she wasn’t keen on me having extra pussy and eventually we settled down, married and had two wonderful children. As the children were growing up, we started swapping with couples and eventually moved to Sal fucking other guys either MFM with me or 1:1, and then came Covid. Hopefully back in action later this year.