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Our First Swing
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Our First Swing The grass felt like sand beneath our feet as we left our house, slogged across the lawn, and got into our car. We felt like the eyes of the world were upon us, even though we knew that there was no one looking. We felt like newlyweds, driving off self - consciously with cans clanking toward the honeymoon suite where everyone knew what we were about to do . Once inside our car we slowly relaxed and tried to ease into our zone. Our normally plush leather seats felt like balance beams that we were uncomfortably perched on top of. We felt like a couple, holding hands, and jumping off a cliff backwards into dark unknown waters. As we left home that evening we instinctively knew that we could never return. We were only going away for a few short hours, but as we glanced back, the world we were leaving was already fading in and out of existence, wavy and indistinct, like a desert mirage. We wouldn't be the same when we returned either. We were halflings inside our shiny cocoons, going through an extreme metamorphosis. If someone had told us that we'd soon become butterflies, grow wings, and be able to fly, we'd have laughed at them and found it impossible to believe. And yet all life is an endless, upward, spiraling cycle. Death in one area, on one level, means birth and new life on another. We were both incredibly excited anticipating the pleasures of our adventure, but we were also anxious, full of agonizing indecision, and mixed emotions. We were at life's masquerade ball, and about to remove our masks without even knowing what our true faces looked like. I could hardly believe what we were doing, and yet here we were, cruising down the road together in our Beemer toward a twisted twist of fate that could change our lives together forever. I glanced at my wife and soul mate, Chastity, and my heart practically stopped mid-beat. We were the inseparable lovers. Joined together, standing naked, facing each other with interlocking hands. Later, we were going to take a deep breath, hold our heads back, and slowly unzip our bodies, creating space to insert a third person between us. Chastity looked absolutely beautiful with gorgeous light brown hair and blonde highlights casually framing her oval face. Her figure was incredibly sexy and curvy, despite having gone through three pregnancies and childbirths. I was anxious, and felt like that I might hyperventilate. I imagined her tiny red thong being rolled down slowly over her heart - shaped rear, and a strange man worshipping her naked flesh with soft kisses. I could visualize her lying nude and prone with head and back arched as another sucked the elongated nipples of her firm breasts. I noticed that Chastity had crossed her long brown legs, and her foot was swinging slowly up and down, then side to side, like a cat’s tail stalking its prey. A wicked pair of zebra stilettos crowned her delicate feet and ankles. Her skin - tight mini dress rode high on her thighs, exposing a triangle of silky red fabric, peeking out provocatively from between her crossed legs. That triangle would soon be removed, and the space beneath it filled with a delicious new treat. She caught me looking, and cast me a weak smile. The corners of her mouth traced just the hint of a question. She pursed her pouty lips, and carefully applied creamy, red lipstick with sensuous strokes, gently outlining the contours of her mouth. She filled every nook and crevice with crimson temptation while tilting her head back, and chin forward (in that mysterious way that only a woman can do) as she gazed at her own image in the mirror. I knew that those lips would soon be leaving a lipstick ring on a new lover's shaft. Like dark pools of light, her dilated pupils peered out intently from between long, delicate lashes. Her profile, with perky upturned nose, the amazing curves of her body, and the faint outline of erect nipples beneath her dress were having obvious effects on me. I felt a familiar stirring between my legs as blood rushed to my groin. My prod strained against the thin fabric of my dark dress pants. We tried to be enough for each other. We wanted to be enough, to be absolutely satisfied as lovers and soul mates, but exotic lingerie, ribbed stockings, garters, sex toys, even fantasy and roleplay, couldn't satisfy our desire for strange flesh. I sensed distant clouds of want and desire, heavy laden and taboo, forming in Chastity's expressive eyes. I knew her tiny red thong was already<b> damp </font></b>with her own sweet nectar. She was lost deep inside herself, caught up in the steamy deliciousness of anticipation . The wide, low profile tires of our Z5 burned up strips of pavement as I downshifted, and quickly accelerated to 95 mph. We left the safety ramp, and entered the fast lane. We were really going through with this. We were on our way to meet a man we’d never met. I was going to share my exquisite wife with him, and she was going to let him take her, giving herself fully to him, and allow him to do things to her that I could only imagine. Suddenly I had butterflies in my stomach as I stared longingly and lovingly at Chastity. She was a rare combination of beauty, intelligence, class and sexuality. This hot woman beside me was my lover and partner in life, doting selfless mother to our , and deeply involved in family, church and civic functions. Chastity was a shining example of a modern accomplished woman. She was also about to sleep with another man with my full consent! Chastity broke the awkward silence between us with a nonchalant question. " You know we don't have to go through with this, I mean if you'd rather not?" " No I'm fine, " I assured her, lying partially, only telling her the half truth that I knew she wanted to hear." We will try it once, and see what we think. Do You want to do it? " I asked Chastity. "Yes, " she replied hoarsely, with a slight crack in her voice |
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