We met Alex and Pam at church. They'd recently moved into town and were looking for a place to live. Kathy and I were on the hospitality team and introduced ourselves. In the conversation we recommended areas and talked about the town in general. Alex was a little older than me, tall with gray hair and blue eyes. Pam was short with a fuller but nice figure and short brown hair and deep brown eyes. Alex was in industrial machinery sales and had just taken over the regional management for his company. Pam was a stay at home wife who dabbled in homebased cosmetics sales.
Over the next few weeks, we got to know Alex and Pam a little better. Kathy became a customer for Pam's line of cosmetics, and I helped Alex move some furniture out of storage. One Sunday, we invited them to our house for lunch after church. The food was nice and after some careful thought, because we did meet them at church, we decided to have some wine with it. We talked about our backgrounds and our experiences with the church and the different people we'd met, expectations and even some of the horror stories about church hypocrisy you hear about.
Our church was one of those we were glad to say that welcomed people with all kinds of backgrounds: We had recovering drug addicts and alcoholics, a couple of people who had done time, and even a couple sex offenders. I knew about those only because I was on the governing board. We admitted that we were far from perfect ourselves and enjoyed the openness of the congregation.
"We noticed that too," Pam said. "We're happy to be here and we've felt welcome from the start and are beginning to feel like we belong."
Alex added, "We were getting in to things pretty deep in Dallas and needed a change." He exchanged a look with Pam.
"Things that started taking over our lives," she added.
"Man, I know how that can happen," I said. "We've gone through that a few times ourselves. Maybe not the same kinds of things but it's easy to get overwhelmed, isn't it?
Alex looked at Pam, who nodded, then he said, "It'll come out anyway sometime, we might as well tell you. We got into the swinging scene in Dallas. It wasn't planned, it just happened and before we knew it we were up to our necks in it."
Kathy blurted out, "Oh my god!" then immediately apologized, blushing.
I couldn't help but glance over at Pam and look her over. She looked back.
Kathy said, "We've never met anyone who was into.... that before. How did you get into it?"
She immediately apologized again by saying, "I'm so sorry. None of our business."
"It's OK, it's easier than you might think, and you might be very surprised," Pam replied. "We met some people who knew some people and one thing led to another. We found out some people that we would have never guessed were into it. We'd appreciate it if you kept it to yourselves."
"We certainly will, of course," I answered. "You know, those things that are considered 'sins of the flesh' are the hardest to combat." I said, trying to change the subject. "What matters is that you're here now and very welcome." I could tell that Kathy's mind was racing.
Kathy and I had talked about people that were into swinging, sharing and cheating before, but only in concept. I admitted to her that I'd thought about it, but wasn't sure I could ever go through with it. I mean, who doesn't?
That night in bed Kathy asked me, "Could you ever be with another woman?"
"I might, it would depend on the circumstances and as impossible as it sounds, I wouldn't do it without you knowing and approving."
"What would you think if I was with another man?" Kathy asked as she reached down and caressed my cock.
I briefly pictured her with some of our friends in my mind and said, "If you wanted to, I think it would be kind of exciting. Would you want to? Would you do that to say... Tim Stevens?"
Kathy thought about it for a minute, stroked me and said, "I don't know. If I did, I would only I do it if you were OK with it too."
"It might be hot."
Then she surprised me by giggling and asking who I thought about. When I named off a few, she commented, "Phyllis Johnson has a nice body, Tanya Stevens would probably do it with you." Then she laughed. "She'd probably want me too. What about Pam? Would you have sex with her?"
I smiled and said, "I don't know what's on your mind but I like it. We barely know them but yes, I think I would. And yes. I thought about it when they were telling us about swinging in Dallas. I also thought about you and Alex."
"Hmmm. There's a thought," she said as she caressed my chest and nibbled on my nipple.
Neither one of us were virgins when we married. She snuggled closer to me and asked me to tell her about my first time. "I was 18 and it was my friend's mom. I stayed over at his house one night and I saw her in just a tee shirt, checking on us. I got up for a drink of water and went into the kitchen. She was in there too, waiting for me." As I went on with my story, Kathy got
closer and was getting more and more excited. I was very surprised at her reaction, but loved it. She pushed her leg up over mine and I could feel her warmth and wetness against me. She was grinding on my leg and rubbing my cock with her fingertips as we talked.
Kathy seemed to enjoy every detail and asked a lot of questions. "Did your friend ever find out?"
"I don't know how he could keep from finding out, but I don't think he ever did," I said, remembering it clearly.
"How many times were you with her? Or was it just one time?"
"We saw each other whenever we could for a few months," I said. "She taught me a lot."
"Did you use a condom?"
"No. She didn't like them"
"I don't either."