We were newly married, and my pretty little wife Cindy was only 20. and I 28. She had been listening to older women chatting at the hairdressers about wife-swapping and had been turned on by it.
She eagerly told me all the gory details that she had heard, Cindy could see how turned on I was and asked me if we should try it. The thought of being able to got my hands on lots of other women seemed a great idea. I hadn't thought about how I would feel seeing Cindy with another man, my lust was up and all I could think of was all the fucking that I could be doing.
Cindy found out from some of the women how to go about finding other couples. A the woman gave her a copy of a contact magazine, which excited us as we looked through it, reading the ads and especially looking at all the nude photos.
There was a photo of a beautiful 18-year-old girl with long blond hair and an absolutely fabulous figure. I was keen to reply to this ad. Cindy wasn't and pointed out that the husband was in his late 30s. Seeing how disappointed I looked, she agreed to write to them. Cindy said the photo of him looked good, He was handsome and in good shape even though he was as old as her father.
We corresponded and exchanged photos and arranged for them to visit us at our house. At the scheduled time, the doorbell rang we were both nervous, eagerly, I opened the door and was very disappointed The husband (Andrew) was on his own.
He explained to Cindy and I that he had lost our original letter with the phone number on it and only had the address and directions. That his wife, Angelique, had come down with the flu and not having the phone number he couldn't let us know.
We sat and chatted for a while, and told us of the many adventures he and Anggie had enjoyed. At Cindy's suggestion, I had opened a bottle of wine. As the evening wore on, Cindy was getting intoxicated and Andrew was getting bolder, rubbing her thighs, making Cindy laugh with rude jokes and innuendoes. I went to get some more drinks and, when I returned, and they were French kissing passionately. Her top was open, his hand under her mini dress. Her hand on his crotch