I had always fantasized about seeing my wife with another man and finally got my wish. Even though I had to talk her into becoming swingers, my wife was afraid it would destroy our marriage, just the opposite happened.

We, especially her, really got off on the different sex partners she had.

The very first time she agreed to meet another couple , she told me she would go along, but if she felt it was changing our marriage then we had to quit. I was so excited about the prospect of screwing another woman and seeing her with another guy, , I agreed to anything she said. Well we were invited over to this couples apt. and the husband greeted us and told us his wife was getting ready & would join us soon. My wife had never been with another man before so I was nervous as to how she would react.

After some small talk, we were still waiting for his wife, and I excused myself to use the bathroom. I couldn't have been gone for more than five minutes and as I came back into the room, I couldn't believe my eyes. My wife was across the room, flat on her back next to the guy. Her pants & panties were down around her ankles and he had two fingers buried in her softness.

She had his pants down & had his length in her mouth and was sucking him like there was no tomorrow.

I didn't know what he had done or said to make her respond like that, but after the nite was over, I found out that because we were there to swap, and because the guy was so confident & ordered her over to him, she just went. It was how I found out she was submissive to strong, take charge men. It set the pattern for the entire time we were swinging.

We met some great people, but when the guy was dominant, she would just do what ever they wanted & did it excitely. That first guy she did, had a strange power over her, and every time he called, she would do what ever he asked. He was the only one who managed her like that, to that extreme, but I think it was because he recognized her weakness. He once had her come down to his office after work, dressed in a summer dress, that you could see thru. She had no bra, and just wore a garter belt and nylons, which didn't leave much to the imagination. She told me that on the train down and on the street walking to his office she had more whistles and proposals that she had ever received before, which she said made her even more excited than she was. She met the guy in his office and he told her that he wanted her to entertain him and his partner for the nite. At first she was upset, but when he told her to take off her dress and do as he told her she got so wet that she did exactly what he wanted and she played him & his partner for hours.

To rub it in my face, he sent her home in a limo, and told her to suck off his driver for the tip, and when she got home, she was to wake me up and show me her swollen soft edges. The guy was a prick but she never said no to him, and because I talked her into this in the beginning, there was little I could do to stop her, and secretely I would get off on her escapades. So much so that I kept a journal and still wack off reading it.