There's something rather smug and satisfying taking down the panties of some woman and fucking the hell out of her, knowing that her husband has no idea what she's like or what she is doing. That was what I thought was happening. My own wife was off to a party and had told me not to wait up as she would be very very late and may even crash out at a friends house. That was something she had done several times before.

I had been eying up one of Linda's friends for some time and Julie had made it clear that she was up for it, so I texted her "Are You Free?" She texted back, " Yes, but I'm not sure it will be totally free." I texted again, "When and Where?" She texted back, "Mine in half an hour."

It was a long half hour as the excitement grew. On arrival she was in a sexy nighty with a dressing gown over the top. She ushered me in quickly and I asked where Derek her husband was. She said he had pulled a double shift and would not get home until two in the morning at the earliest. She added that there was no need to rush. I agreed and we sat sipping on some wine she had open before I finally kissed her for the first time. If the kiss was anything to go by I was in for a very good evening.

The kiss developed into me holding her tits and eventually stroking her pussy through her nighty. Julie broke the kiss and suggested that we get more comfortable and led me upstairs to a bedroom, taking our drinks and bottle with us. We were soon kissing again and groping at each other. Then Julie pushed me on my back saying that I was over dressed and started to undo my trousers and belt. She soon had my cock out and was wanking it. I told her it was her now overdressed.

Here comes the science (Scrub that) Smug bit. I pulled her panties to her nighty off along with the dressing gown. Julie had a nicely trimmed thatch of pussy hair in a perfectly uniformed triangle. Although interesting and nice it wasn't what I was down there for and seconds later she was squealing like a little girl as I licked up her crack and then sucked her clitoris into my mouth and played with it with my tongue. Julies hands were on my head, not to push me away, but to make sure that I stayed and did a good job on her pussy.

It was some time before either of us moved and then it was Julie wanting to get into the 69 position. It was some time later when she again wanted to move although I was still happy to keep sucking on her pussy. Now we were removing the remaining garments from each other. I discovered she had a tattoo on her sexy arse and gave it a good kiss. Julie was beginning to get impatient and wanted my nice stiff cock inside her pussy.

I never disappoint a lady, so after being told she liked it doggy, that's what I did. Fucking her gently at first and building up to plowing her good and hard. As we lay resting afterwards, Julie said that she hoped I had plenty more in the tank. I assured her that with a bit of coaxing she wouldn't be disappointed. After consuming a drop more wine, Julie was back down sucking my cock and I was stroking her sexy arse and looking at her tattoo. I was a little shocked when Julie stuffed a finger up my arse. That was the first time anything had been in my arse other then the natural stuff that comes out. Talk about instant erections. I was rock hard again. Julie laughed saying it was something they had to do when she was a nurse.

Then Julie was on top and slowly rising and falling on my cock. I was playing with her tits and again found another small tattoo on the side of one of her tits. Julie dictated the speed that we fucked at, and kept it real slow for quite an age, before she slowly increasing to the point that she was galloping to the finish line. Fortunately I came second. Just what most women want, a man the comes last.

We were back to kissing and stroking and talking. I had fancied a piece of Julies tail for a long time and it turned out she had fancied me almost as long. She asked did I play around on Barbra a lot and I confessed that I had my moments but not many in the last four years. Julie was much the same. She confessed that she cheated on her wedding night when Derek got so drunk he couldn't perform and fell asleep. She found two men in the bar and went to their room and fucked the pair of them. Since then she had a small but steady number of men pleasure her except for the last two years where she had actually been faithful.

I was playing with Julie's pussy again, and my cock was showing the beginning signs of recovery. Telling Julie that, she was straight down sucking my cock to make sure of my recovery and that she would get a further fucking. Once my recovery was complete Julie asked if I would do her spoon style. I was quickly behind her spooning her as I cradled her and played with her tits. This was by far the best fuck of the three and it lasted far longer than the previous two times. I love slow sensual sex.

Julie shook violently as I put a hand down to play with her clitty and gripped a titty. The Oooohs and Aaaahs said everything I needed to know. Julie had just come and by her noises during and after it was a good one. It was now getting close to one in the morning and I told Julie I would have to go in case Linda came home earlier than I expected.

Julie got up with me and slipped her nighty and matching panties on, then slipped the dressing gown over the top. At the front door we embraced and kissed for a while and Julie said she wanted to see me again, but we would have to be very careful. I agreed, and then with a loving stroke of her pussy, I left.

When I got home, horror! There was a car on the drive and it wasn't one I recognized. The house looked all in darkness except a faint glow from our bedroom. As I crept up the stairs, I was hoping that Linda had crashed out. I was stunned to find not only Linda in bed but also Derek, Julies husband. I remember saying ,"What the hell," just before Linda told me that she had suspected that I was seeing Julie and on talking to Derek he had suspected Julie of cheating on him. Derek chimed in with his three pennies worth saying what was good for the goose. There was no doubting from the smell of sex in the room that my old bird had been well and truly basted.

Linda continued saying that she had only pretended to go to a party and was hoping that Derek and her were disappointed and found nothing happening. As she was talking to me I could see movement below the covers. I suspected that my wife was wanking Derek. Linda continued, without missing a stroke, that they spent about an hour and a half in the pub deciding what they wanted to do if they discovered the worse. Then they drove past Julie and Derek's house to see my car on her drive and the bedroom lights on. To confirm that we were not just socializing, although most unlikely in a bedroom, they sneaked in doors and heard us going at it hell for leather. With no doubts in their minds they made for our house.

It was probably the end of our first session when we were caught. Derek again butted in and said that If I could fuck his wife then he could fuck mine and at that point he told me to excuse him as he rolled onto Linda and proceeded to start fucking her again. Talk about boot on the other foot. It was me that was now at the sharp end so to speak. At first I was so shocked I just stood there watching the covers following his arse as it went up and down. Eventually I left the room, but it didn't matter where I was in the house I could hear them fucking. Linda was making no attempt at being quiet in fact she probably groaned louder for my benefit.

I rang Julie to tell her we were caught and that her husband was fucking my wife. Julie suggested that I return to her house. I did and we huddled together in bed and eventually slept. We had barely gotten up and dressed when Derek and Linda arrived. Derek told Julie that he had suspected her of cheating for some time and told her he would be divorcing her. Linda responded telling me the same. I noticed that Derek and Linda were still holding hands. I stood with Julie and took what Derek and Linda were dishing out. Eventually I took a stab back and pointed out that although we might have started the cheating they weren't completely innocent as they had compounded things by also fucking.

I eventually took Linda home in a rather frosty silence. Over the coming weeks Derek continued to come around and fuck my wife, so in retaliation I would go and fuck Julie. It went on for several months. Then by chance we all ended up at a social event that had been planned some while back. I watched Linda with Derek and it was clear that they were way beyond just angry retaliation. There was clearly a spark there, and I was more than just fancying a fling with Julie. Sitting on the same table it was hard not to be anything other than civil. I suggested to Derek that the four of us needed to talk and not just fling accusations at each other. He agreed and we met a few days later in Derek and Julies house.

I started the discussion off saying that It looked like Derek and Linda were now far more than friend. They both agreed that their relationship was growing. I told them that I was also much closer to Julie than I had expected. I then suggested that if we all agreed we could do our own divorces without great expense and redistribute belonging in a civil way. Derek snapped what did I mean. I suggested that we just swapped wives permanently. Both houses were of similar value. We just take our own personal items and move into the other man's house. That just left the divorces and if we didn't contest them I had a friend that could do it on the cheap for us. Derek said he needed to talk to both Linda and Julie about it. I suggested that I need to do the same with Linda and Julie to see that we were all in agreement.

A week later we all met up again. Julie and Linda had both agreed that the swap was a good solution, but surprisingly neither of them wanted to rush into a divorce. Derek seemed a little frustrated at that. I wasn't sure what to think. We agreed a date, and that our real partners would agree what was taken and what was left behind. Linda and I only disagreed over a few photos. To resolve that I promised to get copies made and give Linda the originals back, which I did. I gathered that Derek and Julie had a much harder problem sorting out what stayed and what went with Derek.

So the swap was made eventually, and I was now living permanently in what had been Derek's house with his wife. All was well. We even met up several times in the coming month at social events as friends. We continued to meet up on occasions. The months ran into years and almost three years later we were at an event together. Linda had just a few drinks and was pretty merry, but both Derek and Julie were pretty wasted. I was stone cold sober as I was the driver. I suggested that Derek and Linda stay at ours for the night and I would run them home in the morning. I saw Linda pull a face, but Derek said it was ok. At home I helped Derek up to the spare room, and he joked that the master bedroom was his. I told him not any longer as I lay him out on the bed in the spare room. I went back and put Julie to bed. She was sleeping as her head hit the pillows. That just left Linda. It would be strange putting what was technically still my wife in bed with another man. Downstairs I found Linda in the fridge getting a drink.

As I went to help her, she turned and kissed me. I was a little surprised, but didn't resist as she kissed me again, this time with tongues. As she broke the kiss she told me that she had missed me and then grabbed at my cock saying that she had missed him. Initially I put it down to the drink talking, but Linda told me that she wanted me to fuck her. She was serious and not just flirty or drunk. Far from it, she really did want me to fuck her. Here I was again, removing panties from another mans partner. I remembered exactly what it was like with Linda even before I sunk my cock into her pussy. It was Linda doing most of the fucking as she hurled herself backwards at my cock with each stroke I made.

Linda was trying not to make much noise, but failing at staying quiet. It didn't help that the kitchen table was making sounds as we humped our way around the kitchen on it. Afterwards I felt guilty at having fucked my own wife, knowing my girlfriend and her husband were upstairs. The following day after I dropped Derek and Linda home, I came clean with Julie telling her that I had fucked my wife. She didn't seem too surprised or upset. I talked to Linda about it and told her that I had told Julie that we had fucked. She told me that she had also told Derek.

I asked did that meant that we would be doing house swaps again. Linda laughed and said that it didn't, and if things weren't working between Julie and I, that would be our problem. Three weeks later the four of us were out again. This time Derek was the driver. Linda was knocking the drink back. I had some but was careful not to get drunk. Linda and Derek suggested staying at theirs. As soon as Linda and I were in bed I could hear Derek having his way with my girlfriend and his wife Julie. I sneaked a peek and they were going hard at it so I slipped in with Linda and curled up to her back.

It wasn't long before my hard cock pressing into Linda's arse had her wanting some. I wasn't sure if she knew who's cock was probing her arse, but I really didn't care as she fed it to her fanny. Later I heard Julie at it again only this time in the other bedroom with Derek.

How awkward was that at breakfast. Linda and I and Derk and Julie. Derek was good about it and after breakfast he said he would run me and his wife home. I talked to Julie about it and she said it wasn't a problem. So when three weeks later I went home with Linda and Derek took Julie home it wasn't that much of a surprise. We swapped back the next morning. There was no awkwardness or embarrassment. That started a fairly regular swap where Derek and I slept with our own wives.

The only embarrassment was when a mutual friend asked who's wife was who's. I quickly said that Linda was my wife and Derek added that she lived with him. Poor Graham, I think he is still confused. During the lock downs neither of us see our wives, But just five weeks ago the four of us booked a holiday in Martius. It was funny when the lad that moves the luggage put mine and my wife's in the same room and Derek and Julie's in the same room. Not to confuse the lad I slept with Linda that night and then Julie the next. Derek and I spent the whole two weeks swapping beds. The lad was really confused on the last morning when he collected our baggage and I was still with Julie.

Back home the swapping is still happening and I have grown much closer to Linda and I can see the same happening with Julie and Derek. I'm wondering if there is a more permanent swap on the cards. Who knows.