Letter I - How it all Began – Doer, his Dad and I
Dear Friends,
Though we have never met you, my husband Doer and I, Rona, will be writing a series of letters to you in which we will share with you some of our most intimate experiences.
Doer has tried for several years to get me to open our marriage to a second man or if not that to another woman. Recently he gave me a story that involved male-female-male sex. I have to admit, it did excite me and we had a very powerful sex session. Afterwards we talked about who might be someone we would consider sharing our bed.
Since we had been trying to have a baby for several years, we had unprotected sex and that makes having sex with another man a little iffy even with condoms. We are both 24. My examinations show there is no biological reason why I cannot get pregnant. Doer is very virile but his sperm count is very low and he has not responded to any treatments.
As we talked I confided in Doer, "Your Dad is the only man I have had fantasies about making love to. If I can not have a child by you, your Dad is the only man I would consider having father our child."
To my surprise Doer seemed aroused by the thought and confessed, "While I was living at home my parents were not at all modest about their bodies and were not very secretive about their love making. Their sounds of making love caused me to get so aroused I must have cum gallons masturbating while listening and sometimes watching them. Occasionally, their bedroom door would be left ajar and I could see Dad's cock moving in and out of Mom's pussy. I pictured myself making love to Mom with Dad kissing her and assisting me in pleasuring her."
This seems to be the source of Doer's strong desire to add others to our relationship. As we continued to talk we decided to see if we could find some way of solving our problem of having a baby and fulfilling Doer's dream that had now become mine.
Doer and I felt that it would be best for neither of his parents to know about our plans for Jim, Doer's father, to be the father of "our" child. We would want Jim and Laura, Doer's mother, to view our child, as their grandchild with no mixed emotions. We did not feel this was unfair to either of them since most grandparents are virtually as involved in their grandchildren as they are with their own children. Though having a baby was high on our list of desires, the more we talked about it, the more sensually excited we became.
When Doer and I first began having sex, I used a diaphragm, which I still have. Should a question arise about me getting pregnant, I would say I am using that for protection. Then when and if I got pregnant, I would just say I stopped using it because we decided we would welcome a baby at any time.
I knew Jim seemed to think of me in very sexual ways because of the way he looked at me and took every opportunity to put his arms around me and cuddle more than might be expected. Laura's kisses with Doer seem more than motherly and she sits close to him and takes any chance to sit on his lap. Since Jim and Laura live rather far away we did not know when we would be able set our plan in motion.
Last Friday, as we were talking to his parents, Jim said he had some year end vacation but Laura had to fulfill her Social Coordinator responsibilities at the hotel where she works. She will be totally immersed in that for the whole week. Jim asked if it would be all right if he came out for a visit on Monday and Laura would come on Sunday. The two of them would stay until the next Friday. We could hardly contain our excitement about this happening at this time since it was the week I would be ovulating. This would give us the perfect time to find the right way of introducing Jim into our bed.
Jim was due to arrive about 3 PM. Doer and I were as excited as teenagers anticipating their first "all the way" sex session. I stayed home to fix snacks while Doer went to the airport to pick up his father. We had a loosely knit plan to get Jim to join us in our bed. .
Doer later told me that on the way home Jim complained that he had to be out of town a lot during the last two weeks and Laura had been so busy at the hotel where she works, they had had no time together.
Jim told Doer, "I can hardly wait to just kick back and relax and get rid of some of the tensions that have built up and can hardly wait for Laura to get here so we can catch up on our sex life. In the meantime, I guess my old hand will have to do the work."
Doer confided, "That last comment surprised me and removed any doubt that our plan would work."
I had carefully planned what to wear. My first thought was not to wear a bra but then decided on one that is almost totally see through and panties that are the same with a silky top that was open to show my cleavage, of which I am quite proud. A pair of shorts, that were snug and accentuated my very round hips and pussy lips, also seemed to be appropriate. I wanted Jim to see me looking as sexy as possible.
When Jim and Doer arrived, Jim came in ahead while Doer was getting his luggage. There was no question he liked what he saw. He grabbed me in a tight hug with butt squeezing that could not have been accidental. With this opening, I gave him a full open mouth kiss with a little tongue to add to his and my sensations. I am sure I could feel something very interesting pressing against my pubic area. About that time Doer came in and we began to make small talk.
Smiling Jim surprised us saying, "Rona seeing you like that reminds me of how much I have missed having quality time with Laura for so long, if you know what I mean?"
We had a couple of glasses of wine and snacks. Then, as Doer and I had prearranged, I excused myself and went to the bedroom and called Doer on the other phone to give him an excuse to say that he had to run to the office and sign some papers.
When I came back into the room, Doer said, "I have to go to the office. I shouldn't be gone too long, but you never know once I get there. Why don't you and Dad hop in the hot tub so he can start getting rid of some of his tensions?"
As Doer went out the door, I gleefully replied, "That sounds like a great idea. What do you say Jim?"
His eager but hesitant response was, "I'd love to but I didn't bring a bathing suit and I am afraid I couldn't fit into to one of Doer's."