A swinger slut’s diary

Are you happy?

Seems like a strange question, right? Well that’s what my hubby of six years asked me one morning while we lay in bed watching the morning news.

Joe and I met in college and the attraction was almost instant. I like to call it “lust at first sight”… he calls it love at first sight. We loved the same things, disliked the same things and our sex life was amazing to say the least, or so I thought. I mean Joe is a really great fuck, I can’t think of one thing we didn’t try out sexually both during our dating times and during our marriage but having sex with the same person all the time has its limits and after six years, Joe and I had reached our limits but neither one of us was willing to admit it out loud. Which explains why Joe’s question caught me off guard.

“Ofcourse I’m happy,” I replied. I didn’t know where the conversation was going but I was curious. Joe asked me if I would be willing to try something new. I said sure. He then pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and showed me a phone number. I was puzzled and asked what I was supposed to do with the number. He proceeded to tell me he’d gotten the number from one of his co-workers and it was for a swinger’s party that weekend.

I had never been to a swinger’s party before. I knew about the swinger lifestyle from reading about it online and watching a few documentaries but I didn’t personally know any swingers. I was speechless. Joe and I had never really discussed the repercussions of becoming swingers. First of all, we both come from very religious families and we live in a rather conservative community that frowns upon any kind of sexual freedom or expression besides the good old missionary position. I’m convinced that if our neighbors knew some of the things Joe and I have experimented with sexually, they will sign a petition to get us sent out of the neighborhood!! So now imagine if they knew we were planning to jump into the swinger scene… they’d probably have us arrested for indecency or something.

Anyway, Joe and I had a really long talk about how he felt about me sleeping with someone else and about how I felt about him banging another chick. I must honestly say I wasn’t crazy about Joe being with someone else but hey you gotta spice up your marriage somehow so I agreed to go to the swingers party with him…

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