Hi all,

Recently hubby wrote a series of accounts of how we got into swapping and sex play. What he told you was the truth as he knew it at the time but it was not until many years later that he learned of the real truth of how things started. I kept it from him at the time because we were only recently married and then the kids came along and for many years I let sleeping dogs lie until we were well into our swapping lives.

So, well I guess I was an early developer and I had always been popular with some of the boys at the youth club, around the back of some garages they would feel my tits finger my cunt and I would wank them off. Then i started to go out with hubby and things settled down between just us. We had been married about 18 months and he got a promotion at work which took him away on various training courses, he would leave Sunday night and be back Friday evening. At the time I was working for a large transport organisation in the offices above the workshops, back in the early 1970`s there were always those topless calenders around and at the job interview I was asked if that kind of thing offended me, it didnt but even if it did we needed the money that the job provided. Anyway, I was in the office most of the time working with a lady called Shelia, she was in her late 30s, like me married. We got along like a house on fire and a strong friendship was struck. Now to get to and from work I would catch a bus, getting it in the town wasnt a problem but at the other end it was quite rural and with the dark winter nights it was a risk...more from being knocked down than having to beat off attackers I think. Anyway Shelia, who lived in the town with Brian her husband suggested that next time my hubby was on a course I should stay with them, hubby dropped me off on the Sunday evening and collected me on the Friday after work. Oh, I should say Shelia drove and had her own car.

So at work whenever I had to go down to the workshop there was the usuual sexual banter common in those days, normally about the size of by bust or how short my skirt was. Nothing heavy just workplace banter, it was Shelia that told me to tell them that they wouldnt have know what to do if I gave them half a chance, apparently it had worked for her when she was doing my job. I was also aware that Shelia took a longer lunch on a Wednesday, in fact I covered for her more than once. Brian her husband was a nice enough man and he made the most delicious home made wine. Sunday evening we watched TV and drank some wine, Monday evening the same but bloody hell that wine packed a punch. I`m not really sure who said what to who but the conversation turned to sex and before I knew it both Shelia and I are topless, Brian had a good feel of our tits. Things stopped there and we went to bed, 5 mins later there is a knock on the bedroom door and Brian comes in. Had things gone too far, was I upset, Shelia had sent him in apparently. I told him it was fine, just a bit of friendly play nothing to worry about, "oh good" he said and began feeling my tits again. I should have clobbered him there and then but to be honest I was enjoying his kneeding of my tits, so much so that I took my nightie off, Brian was fingereing my cunt, it had been less than two minutes since he knocked on the bedroom door now those same fingers were working on my clit. He stopped, said something like tomorrow, and closed the door behind him.

At Breakfast nothing was said, we each got ready for work and Shelia and I set off for work. Driving along Shelia said that Brian had returned to their bedroom and told her that I was fine about the previous evening and that I had allowed him to finger my cunt.....well yes I had not stopped him but he had started it. She smiled and said that it was OK, she guessed something like that had happened, she let him have his bit of fun, and he let her have her fun. That Tuesday evening after some more wine the 3 of us were naked in the front room, no telly tonight. Shelia said that I should sleep in the main bedroom that night, she was having lunch the next day with one of her friends. I was still a bit wet behind the ears but it was clear she was fucking someone and Brian was free to fuck me if I wanted him. I asked if they did this sort of thing a lot and the whole truth came out, they were wife swappers, some weekends they would attend parties, well orgy`s really and they were each free to do what they wanted. They said it was better to be open with each other rather than go behind the back of the other one.

Well, at first I said I would sleep in the spare room but as the evening wore on and with a couple of more glasses of that home brew inside me I was feeling quite randy. I slept with him and he was inside me several times that night, god did I enjoy myself and Brian did too. Next day Shelia went off on one of `long lunches` giving me a knowing wink when she got back, obviously she had been with her male friend. That evening was like the previous ones except that I slept in the spare room and Brian spent most of the evening inside me, bloody hell he was good at this stuff, I dont think I had ever been so wet. Thursday evening was abit strange, it was the last evening before my hubby would pick me up and to be honest I was ready for another evening on Brians cock but it was Shelia that was taking the lead, playing with my tits and the odd finger in my cunt.....I`d never had another woman play with me before and I sort of eased into it until I was fingering her cunt much to Brians pleasure watch us two getting it on. Bed time came and the 3 of us went to bed together in the main bedroom, dont think Brian knew which hole to fuck first, spoilt for choice you might say.

Hubby collected me next evening thanking Brian and Shelia for looking after me.....I felt a pang of guilt, if only he knew what the 3 of us had been doing. Shelia said I was welcome next time hubby had to be away and I`m thinking I bet I am you randy sods.