As a forty-two year old blonde haired, brown eyed, married mother of two children, with a 36D-24-38 figure I was thoroughly enjoying the perks of being in an open relationship with my husband, both of us taking the opportunity to have sex with people outside of our marriage.
Several weeks prior to the annual Fourth of July party where we would end the day watching the fireworks show across the Lake from our yard, friends and neighbors sitting on the lake shore, drinking, laughing and having fun, Bill caught me sunbathing topless on our deck while he worked in his yard, and after years of flirting, we gave into the sexual tension that had been building between us, spending the rest of the day having amazing sex in my house.
From that day on we'd been having as much sex as possible, meeting in each other's houses or back yard sheds to fuck. Whenever we could day or night, from a quick coupling to an hour's long marathon session, whatever time allowed.
My husband was completely aware of everything that happened between Bill and I, because we always talked candidly about our involvement with others. On the other hand Bill's wife Donna had no idea what we were doing, and we preferred to keep it that way,Bill didn't know anything about my open marriage and that also was best.
July fourth was always a great time, with a pig picking, cover dish dinner, swimming, horse shoes,volleyball and fireworks. After every one finished eating around four it was back to fun and games, waiting for the sun to go down and the fireworks show begin
With the cold beer, wine, and daquiris flowing freely, most of the adults were having a few drinks, a few of them were tipsy, Donna being one them, drinking her strawberry daquiries for most of the afternoon and evening.