Yes,I do get jealous…sometimes
Alot of the people who know about my swinging lifestyle often want to know if I get jealous when Joe bangs other chicks and honestly,yes I do…sometimes.I’m always flattered that other women and sometimes men are attracted to my hubby.He is a fine handsome man with a super hot body and magical hands.But sometimes when I watch him banging another person and he’s got that special glowing look in his eyes that I know is usually reserved for me,I get jealous.Very jealous.And its not pretty.I pout.I sulk.I pull away and become distant.Every sentence out of my mouth is so full of sarcasm.And thats what always give me away.It took Joe a while to notice this because each time he’d ask if I were okay,I would put on my super fake-over practiced-over the top smile and calmly reply “yes dear”.Being a guy,he took my word and didn’t probe further until the day we went to a bukkake party.
I’m not a huge fan of bukkakes.I love facials but I’m more of a swallower and I hate wasting cum.I feel bukkakes waste alot of cum but thats a whole different journal entry.Anyway,the “it” girl at this bukkake party happened to be a very beautiful dark-haired girl with perky natural tits–large nipples,firm,perfect.She also had one hell of a hot body,all toned in the right places.There were about 7 men all waiting to unload their jizz all over her and I noticed she was paying particular attention to Joe.He definitely wasn’t the most handsome in the room nor did he have the biggest dick so I couldn’t help but wonder why she was paying my guy extra attention.But I pushed it to the back of my head.About 4 hours into the bukkake party,everyone decided to take a smoke break.I looked around for Joe but I couldn’t find him.I called his cell.No answer.Joe always answers his cell phone.
I figured maybe he was on the other side of the house (it was a huge house) and he’d left his cell phone in the living room so I went searching.I tried the living room,the downstairs dungeon,the first two guest bedrooms…nothing.No Joe.Then I heard a flirty laugh coming from one of the spare rooms and I instantly knew it was Joe and Ms. “it” girl.Only Joe can make a woman giggle the way that woman was giggling.I should know.He’s my husband!Anyway,I go in and there is Joe on his back with this girl on top of him riding his cock.He had his hands on her firm big nippled titties,rubbing them,squeezing them all the while talking dirty to her and she was giggling telling him how much he wanted him.Normally I would want to watch but as I looked at Joe,I noticed “the look” in his eyes.That look he gets when he knows he’s getting really good pussy and he’s just too grateful.That look he normally reserves for me.
My heart broke.Literally.I became weepy.I ran to the car,slammed the door and blasted some hardcore rap music.I just wanted to drown out that giggle and the hurt.I never went back to the party after the break.I stayed in the car and fell asleep.I don’t know exactly how long I was out for.All I remember is Joe gently tapping my shoulder to wake me up.His eyes were full of worry.He asked if I was okay,I lied and said yes.He believed me.He reached over to hug me and I instantly went stiff in his arms.He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face.I just didn’t really want him to touch me.He tried to kiss me but I turned so his kiss landed on my chin.He asked again if everything was okay and I pretended I hadn’t heard the question.He shrugged it off,got in the car and we drove off.
When we got home he turned on some soothing jazz music and started dancing around the house naked.Normally I would join him or at least encourage him and joke about his two left feet.This time I asked him to turn the music off or go to another room and dance there.He was now very confused.I put on my PJs,grabbed a book and jumped into bed with my head phones on.I don’t remember what the book was about because I was just pretending to read it.When Joe finally got into bed,he tried to play wrestle me–which is his preferred way of letting me know he’s horny and wants sex.I gently pushed him away and murmurred “I’m not in the mood tonight Joe”.Thats when he knew something was wrong.I am always in the mood.
He jumped out of bed and goes “okay thats it Chloe,whatever is bothering you,we are going to talk it out right now and figure it out together”.All hell broke loose.I threw a really horrible tantrum.I screamed.I cried.I cursed.I threw a pillow or 2 at Joe.I cried some more.The entire time he didn’t say a word.He just sat there and watched and listened.He didn’t try to stop me.He didn’t get defensive.He listened.
When I got through my little tantrum,he calmly said “the first time I saw you having fun while being fucked by another man,it broke my heart.I thought you were going to leave me for him.You had that look you normally have when we have really good sex and after you came,you had that silly but cute content smile that makes me go crazy each time”.I stared at Joe in disbelief.This was the first time I was hearing this.Heck,I didn’t even know I had a “look” let alone a “smile”.He went on to say “the only thing that kept me from going insane that day was the fact that at the end of the night,you didn’t go home with that guy,you came home with me and even most importantly,you’re still here with me”.
The second those words left Joe’s mouth,I fell instantly in love with him all over again.I curled up next to him and apologised for being such a baby.We cuddled and talked and promised that each time one of us felt jealous we would be open about it and discuss it like grown adults.I looked up at this handsome man whose arms where wrapped protectively around me and said a silent prayer of thanks.So what if he had had a wonderful time time with Ms.”it” girl.So what if he had given her “the look”,at the end of the day,he chose to come home with me.My tits might not be firm with big nipples and my body is not all toned in the right places but I got the man!And best of all,he loves me as much as I love him.
“So,tell me about that special glowing look I get in my eyes everytime I fuck you” whispered Joe as he gently rolled me over and parted my lips with his tongue….
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If I had to choose one swinger I’d love to fuck,it’d have to be the sensational Indian swinger 
