For most people they want an uneventful life that holds very few surprises and we were no exception. There is a certain amount of security in developing a routine in your life. I think most of us become boring by choice. Our lives the past few years can be defined by our calendar. My wife and I go to the gym Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. We dine out almost every Friday, but occasionally try a new restaurant when we feel real adventuresome. Then there is the BBQ with our long time friends on the second Saturday of each month. I usually play racquetball at 6:30 am on Monday and Wednesday. Oh yeah, I forgot... we usually fuck on Sunday and Thursday. Probably because there is not much to watch on TV those nights. It occurred to me recently that we had run out of new stories to tell because we had run out of new adventures. Little did I know how that was all about to change.

I retired early at 49, two years ago because I was able to sell our business for a hefty sum. My wife followed me in retirement a year later, not just because she no longer needed to work but because she hated her job. We have lived at the beach in Southern California since our marriage twenty two years ago, in a house I designed and built. My name is Alan, and my wife's name is Ann. She was a high school teacher for fifteen years and I was a general contractor and manufacturer. Our life is one that most people would envy. Selling the business provided enough profit that we were able to pay off all our financial obligations and live debt free with a nice little nest egg. We are not exactly filthy rich but are wealthy enough to comfortably live in our lifestyle without worry.

Sometimes couples that have been together as long as us take one another for granted, and it takes someone else to remind us of the treasure we possess. That was the case for me. A few months ago, at our Saturday BBQ my friend Ted reminded me of how attractive Anne is. I was manning the BBQ and Ted said, "Ann looks amazing! Your a lucky man. She's a real hottie. Mary let herself go after our second child but Anne looks like she did back in college. I'm jealous."

"So you're leering at my wife? I think your a dirty old man!" I laughed.

"Alan, you need to wake up and face the fact your wife is sexy. Hey, I'm not the only one that notices. I mean just look at her. She's a MILF."

With all the preparation for the meal, admittedly I had hardly noticed her. I looked through the smoke of the BBQ. Ted was right. I took a long look at her. She was wearing tight shorts and low cut designer top. It fit perfect in all the right places, accentuating her marvelous figure and natural full breasts. Anne's gym routine has certainly paid off by giving her a nice firm butt and shapely legs, but what has always captivated me about her is her bubbly personality, deep blue eyes and pretty inviting smile. The way she laughs and flips her long dark raven hair from side to side is truly engaging and she always seems to be the center of attention. She caught me looking at her and gave me a quick smile. Since Ted brought it to my attention, I also noticed as she walked around the room being a good hostess, most of the men were staring at her ass as she passed.

"So, are you and Ann going anywhere on vacation this year?" Ted asked, snapping me out of my trance.

"We haven't made any plans but the summer is not over yet. We live in a resort area. Maybe we can just find something locally. There are a million places to go in Southern California."

At the time I had no clue we were about to find out just how much adventure there is if your willing to step out of the security of the familiar.

******

After the party was over and people left, we were cleaning up. I continued to look at Anne. It puzzled me why it took a friend to point out what a gem I have in her. She is amazing for a woman in her late thirties. Anne is not just something pretty to look at but a quality person, smart, articulate, and graceful.

Ann was wiping off the patio table. She was bending over and reaching out to get the entire table cleaned off. I was watching her breasts sway from side as she vigorously scrubbed the table top. I couldn't resist myself. I walked up, took the towel out of her hand, put my hands on her shoulders and turned her to face me. She gave me a puzzled look. I pushed her hair aside putting my hand behind her neck and pulled her to me for a kiss. She tasted of the strawberries we had for dessert. I kissed her with spontaneous passion. The feeling her body pressed against mine was heavenly. She kissed me back with enthusiasm. It was hot, sensual and out of the norm. It wasn't a passing kiss but a kiss that promised more to come.

"Oh my! What was that for?" Anne gasped.

"It was because your an enchanting goddess," I answered, with a grin and the added, "How about we finish cleanup later?"

"Alan, are you aware this isn't Sunday yet?" She giggled.

"What the fuck. Let's live life on the edge!" I laughed, as I swooped her up and carried her to the bedroom.

I was not a quite as smooth as I was when we were younger. Ann was pleading for me not to hurt my back, which took away from the moment some what. It was amazing how much heavier she felt now than when I was twenty. After placing her on the bed, I paused and looked at her stunning figure. She was so beautiful, sexy and exclusively mine. Impatiently I stripped off her clothes with a sense of urgency that I hadn't felt for years, throwing them wherever.

Anne usually got ready for bed while I read a book. She'd clean her face, brush her teeth, put on her moisturizer, her flannel nightgown and finally crawl into bed. Then on the alloted night we'd go through the mechanics and the function of intercourse. It was normally more like completing a task than actually making love, but tonight there was a passion that was undeniably out out of the routine. It was more like it was when we first met, the hot mind blowing raw desire of two people that couldn't take their hands off each other.

"Your so incredibly beautiful," I panted, gazing down at her lithe figure. letting my erection point the way.

The moon light cast almost an artful glow over her ivory skin. Her tan line accentuated her white milky breasts. Her hard nipples were a true barometer of her state of arousal. She was so incredibly captivating that I couldn't take my eyes off her. Anne's beauty escapes description.

"Come'er stud. Show me what you've got," Ann beckoned, holding out an outstretched arm and motioning me to her.

I usually engage in much foreplay taking my time and savoring her like a fine wine but our mutual desire was intense, almost demanding action. We were like two combatants attacking each other with fury, rolling, twisting, and trusting with an urgency like none in recent memory. We fucked with her on top which I like because I can cup those magnificent titties. I also took her doggy because she likes the stimulation in that position. In fact, we tried just about every position we knew. After draining every last ounce desire from our spent bodies, we laid there panting like a couple athletes that finished a race.

"Wow Alan! What got into you?"

"The better question is what gotten into you?" I said with a smirk.

"Seriously, what brought on this sudden burst of passion?"

"It's because your the sexiest woman on earth and I love you."

"I love you too, but this was different. Something spurred you on. Were you watching porn?"

"No, I wasn't watching porn! The truth is, I was watching you! Ted was pointing out how sexy you looked and what a MILF you are. I guess the fact that he was finding you sexy turned me on. He was also pointing out that every guy there would want to jump your bones. Are you aware of how men look at you?" I asked, cupping her breast.

"Of course I am aware men look at me... so it wasn't me that excited you? Other men lusting after me is what turned you on?"

"Well, I never thought about it before, but... yeah it added to it. The fact that your so desirable and other men wanting to fuck you was an extremely erotic thing."

"Tell me the truth, do you find the thought of me with someone else is a jump start for your libido? Is that your fantasy, for me to be fucked by someone else?"

"It is just a passing fantasy. I wouldn't actually suggest anything like that. We've been married a long time and I think it is normal to fantasize. Your sexy and desirable but our love making has become kind of vanilla at times. I just engage my imagination a bit. No harm in that is there?"

"I have to be truthful also. I agree or sex has generally become bland for a while now. Except for tonight, but that was stimulated by someone else's desire for me. Your not the only one with fantasies here Alan. I don't think you have no clue how attractive you are. All my girl friends think your a hunk. Jayne told me she would do you in a heart beat. I dunno why but it was a real turn on knowing my man could generate that kind of response from one of my friends."

"Jane? She has three kids. Not my type. Do I understand by what your saying, is that you are sharing my fantasy? Would it turn you on to see me with another woman?"

"Hmmm... Maybe... but I wouldn't want to risk you falling for another woman. I love you."

"I love you too. However, it appears what we are talking about here is swinging. Is that right?" I asked looking into eyes.

"I guess. But this is just speculation. It's not like we've bought a ticket to fantasy land." She grinned.

"While this is fun to talk about, doing the deed is another thing all together. Right off hand I'd say the risks seem to outweigh the benefits. Besides Anne, I don't know how I would react to you being fucked by another man."

"Alan, I agree with what you say, but the risks can be lessened. If, and I say if, we were to really consider this, I don't think it would be cheating if we did it tougher with full knowledge of each other. We could make ground rules. For instance, make protection mandatory. Never engage with someone we know well, and never ever have a repeat performance. No matter how great the sex was, it's one and done."

"Damn, you little vixen. You've given this some previous thought. Haven't you?" I asked, while slipping my recovered erection into her wet pussy.

With a sly smile Ann answered, "Hmmm, maybe..."

****

Over the next few weeks this fantasy persisted and progressed. Our open discussion and role play led to a positive improvement in our sex life. Sex had become more spontaneous and less structured. We even made love in the car and in the dunes at the beach. She also asked to try anal after all these years, which to my delight she loved! After three attempts. Then we took our fantasy public and would point out strangers to each other that were likely prospects. Another twist was that Anne had been fantasizing about being with a woman and I agreed it would be hot.

Last Thursday, we were talking over lunch and Anne asked, "Do you remember me telling you I met this young woman at the gym and that we've been working out together?"

"Yeah, I vaguely remember. Why?"

"Well, after working out today, we got to talking in the jacuzzi. Her name is Gail. She is recently divorced and is not dating any one. She brought up how all the good men were taken and then told me what a lucky woman I was to be married to such a hunk as you."

"Aww, I am flattered. What did you say?"

"Well ... I said she could be lucky too. Gail asked what I meant. So, I told her what we were considering and to make a long story short she is coming over this evening before five."

"Today?? For what?"

"You're a bright boy. You know for what?"

"Don't you think I should have been included in this decision?"

"Okay, If I asked you to give me a yes or no, what would you have said?"

"Hmm, yes?"

"Exactly! See?"

*****

It was about four thirty when the doorbell rang and I nervously opened the door. In front of me was a vision of loveliness. She had short blond hair, was slim and tall and had a smile that would light a room. She was wearing tight shorts that showed a little camel toe and a loose fitting low cut designer shirt with plenty of cleavage. I just stood there gawking.

"Hi, I am Gail... May I come in?" she asked with a grin.

"Oh... Oh of course. Won't you come in?" I stammered, stepping to the side.

She walked past me swaying her ass like she knew I was looking, which I was. Anne reached out her hands and greeted Gail with a kiss on the cheek.

"Would you like a drink? We have most liqueurs, beer and a nice selection of wine," Anne offered.

"A white wine would be nice."

"We have Riesling," I interjected.

"That would be lovely."

I poured two glasses of wine and grabbed a beer for myself and we sat in our patio room overlooking the ocean. We made pleasant talk but were nervously checking each other out avoiding the subject of why Gail was here. After a half hour and a second glass of wine with inhibitions fading Gail rubbed her leg on mine and I put my hand on hers. Anne smiled.

After several minutes of flirting and a few more drinks, the initial awkwardness was dissipating and we all were enjoying each other's company. Gail was witty and had what I would call a bubbly personality. She did lament about her ex husband briefly and how he had just abruptly ran off with another woman. I couldn't imagine leaving such a beautiful woman. She was attractive in every way a woman can be.

As we talked she would put her hand on mine and squeeze with each point that was made. I sensed that someone needed to make the first move, so I stood up and abruptly asked, "May I kiss you?" Placing my hand on her shoulder.

I could see that she was taken back by my question. She looked at Anne like a girl asking mommy for permission.

"Yes, I would like that," Gail replied, looking up into my eyes.

I pulled her toward me gently and softly placed a brief kiss on her lips. It was an exploratory peck of a kiss, like when you take a first sip of a new wine. After a slight pause she put her hand behind my head and pulled me in for a longer second kiss. Our lips collided in passion with her sensually touching her tongue to mine. She was the first woman besides Anne I have kissed since we were married. My mind was spinning in delirium. She pulled her body close to mine. It was like we were in our own world. I was oblivious to everything but the feel of her pressed to me. I ran my hands over her exploring this foreign new world. Gail moaned her pleasure as I moved my hand up cupping her large full breasts, and placed my other hand up behind her, fumbling at her bra.

"It fastens in the front," she whispered, as she unclasped her brassier and let her tits fall free.

I slid my hands up her sides hooking my fingers in the bottom of her shirt pulling it over her head and discarding it on the chair. She almost purred as I kissed her puffy nipples. They were hardening as I aggressively nipped and squeezed them in turns.

"Ohhhh, that is wonderful," Gail gasped while grabbing hold of my raging erection through my shorts.

"I think we should take this to the bedroom," Anne suggested, bringing me back to earth and reminding me she was there.

"Yes!" I agreed as I took Gail's hand leading her to the bedroom.

I noticed our nosy neighbor was peering though our glass enclosure on our sun deck. Fuck him, I thought to myself. I swooped up Gail and carried her the rest of the way to the bedroom with Anne leading the way, discarding her blouse and shorts along the way. After laying Gail on the bed I headed off to the bathroom to get some protection. I couldn't remember where they were as we don't use them and by the time I returned the girls were naked and going at each other with enthusiasm. I slipped off my briefs and let myself bounce free. Gail looked up as I approached the bed and grinned her approval.

"Oh my! He's really is a big boy like you said," Gail exclaimed, wide eyed.

"Yeah, I told ya," Anne grinned. I blushed at the thought of these two hotties discussing my manhood. I've never found the need to measure myself as my sex partner all these years has been exclusively my wife. It's not like there is a big dick competition out there, but it made me proud it pleased them both so much.

"Sorry, but I wasn't able to find any rubbers."

"It's okay. I am on the pill. Just promise me you won't cum in my Pussy. I'm fertile now."

"I promise, scouts honor," I said, holding up three fingers.

I placed my hands on each side of her face and stared quietly for a moment into her eyes, taking her in. Her high cheekbones framed her well and complimented her beautiful deep blue eyes. Her skin tone was radiant from time in the summer sun, and not a blemish existed on her face. Her pouty lips that inspired kissing and sucking finished off the perfect features. "You are a delicious cutie." She blushed at the comment.

My hands dropped to her shoulders and quickly down the front of her chest. I took each breast in my hands and squeezed them with a firm and repetitive motion, almost like I was testing fruit before buying it. Her cup size was considerably large for her frame, there was certainly more flesh there than each hand could contain. I studied them for a few more moments while increasing the pressure of my grip on her tits. When I released my grasp, my attention, and fingers went immediately to her nipples. The size of her aerola, was proportionate to her boobs. They were capped off by amazing nipples that looked like large pencil erasers and stuck out a good distance from the rest of her fleshy globes. I gave each one a pinch between my thumb and forefinger which drew a low moan from her.

After a seemingly endless barrage of all-consuming and powerful kissing, I left her mouth for a tastier feast along her cheek, neck, and ear. I was hungry and anxious to sample more of her body. Anne could clearly see the animalistic nature of it too as she fingered herself like she was watching a live porn movie. Gail looked emotionally invested in the moment as her arms dropped to her sides in submission and she threw her head back inviting more attention.My hands made their way down her back as my lips nestled into her neck. I was admiring the buxom shape of this young woman's body before feeling the plump goodness of her ass cheeks swell beneath my hands. I lightly bit down on the flesh of her shoulder while confidently kneading and squeezing the gorgeous fleshy mounds on her backside.

Pushing Gail back on the bed, she instinctively spread her legs. Instantly, I closed the gap between my face and her neatly trimmed pussy, diving into her wet crevice with an open mouth and burying my tongue in her fleshy folds. All my years with Anne had given me some experience and expertise in the matter of cunnilingus. I found her love hole quickly as my tongue darted deep inside and lathered the fathoms of her wanton core. I withdrew it only after reaching as deeply as possible into her depths. I fucked her with my tongue. Traveling back toward the top of her slit, I sucked her erect clit inside my mouth, while my front teeth gently nibbled at it. The intense sensation made her gasp for air. I noticed immediately that Gail tasted different than Anne and was much wetter. Intoxicated by the smell and taste of her pussy, I dove into her wet hole for another sampling. Gail's hands moved to her own abdomen and slid down to her mound and rested on the sides of her pussy. Her fingers found her outer labia and she spread herself open to grant me access.

She let out a low, guttural moan of pure lust when I boldly slipped the length of a finger into her pussy. I wiggled it against the walls of her love canal finding her g-spot while my tongue lashed against her clit. Her groaning intensified with the simultaneous of my probing finger, combined with my unyielding tongue against her sex. I began to pump my finger in and out of her, then added a second finger quickly to fill her out. Her cunt convulsed to grip my fingers tightly as my finger-fucking intensified. She was surprised when I suddenly withdrew the digits and used my index finger to rub against the outside of her asshole. The sensation was intense and lit her on fire with passion. That teased the sensitive nerves surrounding her anus and smearing her own juices around the tightly puckered orifice, readying it. Then I slowly slipped the first of my fingers into her ass.

"Ohhhh, that's it! Don't stop. Ohhh," Gail cried out, bucking her hips.

Feeling a bit left out Anne started sucking the head of my cock. She can give a blow job like no other, with her head bobbing and slurping. If she didn't slow down I was going to pop. This was a new experience and sensation for Anne as well as me. There was no instruction manual on what to do in a threesome. You just had to fit in where you could. Our marriage had its fair share of oral sex, but nothing like this. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever conjure up such a scenario as what was transpiring in real time.

For Gail the feeling of her taught sphincter being penetrated combined with the intensity of every fold in her pussy being lapped was almost too much. All she could concentrate on was the pleasure that was coming from between her legs and deep within her. She was losing herself in the pleasure when my finger withdrew from her rectum. As I lifted up from her pussy, my face was streaked with a mixture of her cum and my saliva. My cheeks were slick with her juices. As moved back up her body to kiss her, she felt my thick manhood pressed into her abdomen and stomach, and she turned her lips toward me for another prolonged and heated kiss. This time she could taste the familiar musk of her own juices on my lips. My tongue went deep in her mouth and she greedily sucked at it relishing the flavor of her own pussy. She kissed me back in a deep and lustful manner, as if seeking some penetration by other means.

Changing positions, Gail felt the head of my hulking cock against the outside of her labia, it was unyielding. I was ready for the most sinful fulfillment of my married life. I briefly ran the tip of my hard member across the outer lips of her sex, wet with my own saliva and her generous amount of nectar. The entrance to her wanton cunt felt deliciously warm and inviting against the tip of my cock. Then I drove my python of pleasure into this beauty beneath me in one slow, deliberate stroke.

"Ohhh, that's wonderful! Don't stop!" Gail begged, as her opening expanded to my size.

She cried out in pleasure as more of my length disappeared inside her tender slit, sending out a shrill of excruciating pleasure. She exerted herself raising her hips to welcome my girth. In no way did she want the overwhelming sensations to stop. At this point I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to anyway. I sunk even deeper into her garden wanting my seed. As my strokes picked up in rhythm, she became more of a participant in this sexual union, rising and falling with my every thrust.

"Fuuuck meee..."

Anne had crawled over Gail's face and was having her own orgasm from Gail's exert oral servicing. I could feel her contracting in spasms around my cock. I picked up the pace. The sound of our skin slapping was like the music of love. Gail moved with me in unison rocking back as I trust forward. The room was filled moaning and sighing and bodies colliding as we pleasured each other. The force of our movement made the headboard slam against the wall so hard the picture over the bed was in jeopardy of falling.

"Ahhh, I'm cumming!" I gasped, breaking my promise as I exploded in her cunt, filling her to over flowing, emptying my balls. Shot after shot of pure ecstasy erupted in her. I couldn't remember ever to have produced that much cum, as evidenced by the puddle on the bedspread.

"I'm sorry. I broke my promise," I panted, catching my breath.

"No, it's my fault. My mama told me I should never trust a man with a hard on." She laughed.

That was just the beginning of four hours of sexual aerobics. There was nothing left unexplored. We laughed and played like children with a new found toy. Any delusion I ever had about my virility and ability to take care of the needs of two energetic women was put to rest. By the time we fucked our brains out for four hours, I was grateful to Pfizer Company for inventing Viagra.

Exhausted and spent, we asked her to stay the night but she said some other time, she needed to go home and feed her cat. We all kissed at the door and thanked each other for a good time. Gail certainly looked disheveled compared to how she looked five hours before when she showed up at our door. However, her mussed hair and smudged make up looked particularly sexy on her. I walked her to her car and gave her one last kiss.

"Good night stud. Thanks for a wonderful evening. I won't be walking straight for a while. Anne is a lucky woman."

"Awww, thank you. You ain't bad yourself, kitten."

"I know Anne made it clear this was a one time thing, but if you ever want to see me, here's my number," she offered, handing me a folded slip of paper.

After I watched Gail leave and went back in the house Anne smirked, "Well, it looked like you two had a good time!"

"Yeah! You made an excellent choice picking Gail. That was over the top! Maybe we could have her over again?"

"Come on Alan, you know the rules we agreed on. Absolutely NO repeat performances! That way we don't have to worry about getting emotionally involved. I know she fell for you from the first kiss. Your just going to have to abide by the agreement. Besides, this time was for mostly you and the next time is for me."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning it is a guy next time. You choose him like I did Gail, but he better be hot!"

"I'll have to give this some thought. I'm not sure I am ready for this. Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I was pretty much left out tonight as you and Gail went at it like a couple rabbits. Next time is my time... Alan, I've never asked before, but how many women have you slept with?"

"You mean total? In my whole life?"

"Yes, total!"

"Well... Let me think... Including you and Gail, my girl friend in high school and my sister's friend... Four?"

"Alan, my number is one. You're it, my only one. You took my cherry on our wedding night and I've been faithful all these years to you. Men have hit on me constantly but I've never even considered another man... until now. So I'll make you a deal. Let's level the playing field. After I've had three men, we will revisit this. Then, If you want to stop, we will quit and never look back."

"Let me get this straight. You want to fuck three men before we have another woman?"

"Yup!"

"Damn woman, this I wasn't expecting. Three guys?... I'm assuming you mean one at a time?"

"Well... That's up to you," she grinned slyly.

"Like I said, I'll have to give this some thought. It's not like I have a list in my cell phone of 'fuck my wife guys' lined up."

"I sure you'll figure it out, your a clever guy. Don't wait too long though, remember you wanted this. We've let the genie out of the bottle and I don't think he's going back too easy."

"I didn't make a deal for this. It was just a fantasy."

"The deal was sealed when you slipped your hard cock into Gail's wet cunt... Anyway, I'm going up to shower." Anne declared, dropping her robe to the floor. She climbed the stairs with the naked confidence that I was watching her every move. She paused at the top of the landing, looked back over her shoulder and asked, "Care to join me?"

To be continued.