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Click hereI knocked on the guest room door and told George that we were leaving for brunch in 30 minutes. When I got out of the shower, there stood Marcie applying her make-up. Her dress was rose colored with a square neckline and thin spaghetti straps. It fit her tightly on top and from her waist loosely fell over her hips to about 3" above her knees. The skirt was covered with large, multi-colored flowers. She finished the "Springtime Sunday morning" look with white thong sandals.
George came out carrying his valise and looking quite hungover. Marcie gave him a cup of coffee and told him to put the valise in his car because we'd go in our car. Like the night before, Marcie sat behind me and George rode shot-gun. As I expected, George turned so he could watch Marcie while she kept up the conversation. As I drove I noticed in the rear-view mirror that Marcie crossed her legs several times; but, unlike last night, the view was limited to glimpses of thigh normally associated with such movements.
We sat on the outdoor deck of the restaurant at a table overlooking the ocean. The morning was gloriously warm with a slight cooling breeze. Numerous sail boats, with brightly colored spinnakers, tacked back and forth not far from the beach. We were seated around a table with George and I on sides facing each other and Marcie seated on the side between us. The conversation was relaxed and again focused mostly on George telling his stories, some of which were somewhat ribald. Marcie was duly attentive to George, but her flirting was measured and minimal. As George's hangover subsided, he renewed his interest in Marcie and kept trying to capture her hand or arm as they talked. Each time she deftly avoided prolonged physical contact, apparently without injuring George's feelings. I could tell that George was hoping to repeat his time with Marcie later Sunday afternoon.
After brunch we returned home without Marcie coaxing George into the backseat. It was apparent that George was disappointed, but he did his best to turn the conversation to "sex" as we rode home. When we approached the house, George asked, somewhat eagerly, "Hey guys, what are we doing this afternoon?" It was obvious from his tone that he was hoping that Marcie would offer to take up where she left off the night before.
"Bill and I have some things to do around the house this afternoon and then we'll hit the hay early since tomorrow's a school day for me," Marcie responded without missing a beat.
When we all got out of the car, Marcie went up to George, raised up on her toes and kissed him on the lips. The kiss was more than "brotherly", but less than "passionate". She said, "I had a great time, George."
George started to embrace her, with one hand headed for her ass. Before he hit his target, Marcie, in her patented female move, twirled out of his grasp and returned to my side. Taking my hand she said, "We're glad that you came down this weekend. Be sure to give Dede our best and tell her to call me so we can catch up on things." She gave the word "things" just a little additional emphasis.
"Sure," George mumbled. "I really had a great time too," George added as he got into his car.
As he drove away Marcie smiled and said, "He'll never say a word about this weekend to Dede or anyone."
We both laughed as we walked into the house.
I took Marcie into my arms and said, "Did you really have a good time with George?"
"Definitely." She responded.
"What is this about us doing 'things' this afternoon?" I asked.
Breaking away and leading me through the front door, Marcie said, "Perhaps we can get in bed and you can tell me what you liked best about this weekend and I can tell you why I 'definitely' had a good time with George,"
I smiled and followed thinking, "This is definitely going to be a fun Sunday afternoon."
When Marcie got to the partially opened guest room door, she paused and asked, "Does the movie camera you installed in the guest room also record sound?"
"Yes," I replied in a questioning tone.
"Good," she said as she reached around the door and toggled the fan switch to off. Simultaneously, the strangely intense, rosy-red lights that illuminated the bed went black too.
Author's Note: I want to thank everyone who provided suggestions for improving my writing style. I intend to practice those in my next submission.
Without sparking a new debate on the meaning of "Monogamy", and regardless of the various definitions, my wife and I found that in the early 1970s religious leaders, social scientists and various pundits were forecasting that marriage was headed for extinction. The sexual revolution, facilitated by the "pill", was rocking the sex lives of women and, by extension men, as the entire concept of marital monogamy was examined like a specimen under a microscope. It was in this setting that young married couples had to find their individual comfort zone and identify their sexual relationship. This story was set in those times.
Some commentators to this story have opined that married swingers are destined for divorce because monogamy is absent in their marriage. I am glad to report that Bill and Marcie just celebrated their 40th anniversary and are happily headed for the next 40.
AmateurBard
- COMMENTS
Twentysevenover 1 year agoI find it difficult to believe that any person, man or woman, who is promiscuous can have any strong feelings for anyone but themselves. The two things are incompatible. This applies inside and outside marriage.
fifteen16over 4 years agoThere are many stories here involving wife sharing or cuckolding, the two things are quite different in my view but equally enjoyable i'm sure. In this genre it has to be the best written i have read. Two people in a secure loving relationship revealing their feelings, having concerns about the wider implications of what they are doing and taking it step by step. I have often said that the rules of marriage are what a couple agree to. Would be good to read more of their adventures.
Ezrollinalmost 7 years agoI suspect that those calling this "cuck shit" are secretly yanking their pud while reading it. Then to ease their sense of shame they give it a low score. In fact, this story was very well written and the theme flowed smoothly. While I would probably rate it at about four and a half stars I'm going to give it five!
Tb0918almost 7 years agoThose that don't like it usually don't like anything. You have laid the groundwork for an incredible 40+ years of marriage. Finish the tale. I find the characters a little over simplified in the explanation of their gut feelings, but I'm sure that depth will develope. My findings are that trust, respect, and communication are the keys to a "complicated monogamous relationship". You have a great start here. Hoping for more.
Anonymousabout 7 years agoMonogamy is simple. You dedicate yourself to one person and only fuck them. Very Simple!
Swinging, sharing, poly- , etc. Are complicated as you're adding multiple variables to the situation.
SwingerJoe, Bobnbobbi, AmateurBard all seem to want to change the generally understood meanings of words and split hairs, just so they can justify their choices and lifestyles. The problem is, they don't have to! They're entitled to live however they want!
They are however acting like a gay couple insisting on being married in a Catholic Church. They should just get a civil union. Stop being assholes and trying to force your beliefs on everyone else. Your beliefs work for you, that's great. Many of us don't want to live that way however, so fuck off with the redefining words bullshit. Stay out of my marriage, and I'll stay out of yours!
Anonymousabout 7 years agoHey, 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐆, go eat your usual cum treat from wifey's pussy, and when you are done, do us all a favor and go eat a gun for dessert, you CUCK MORON.
Anonymousabout 7 years agoGeorge called Marcie several times trying to hookup with her, claiming she was the best fuck he ever had, and complaining that DeDe was a dud lover. Marcie enjoyed the complement but declined the invitations, encouraging George to help DeDe learn to be the lover he wanted. George's last response was that DeDe was about as interested in sex as a Carmelite nun, but he would try to figure something out.
It was less than 2 years later when Bill and Marcie ran into DeDe at a regional mall. When they inquired about George they learned that George had left DeDe a year earlier. DeDe then began to cry and Marcie took her aside to talk. The jist of the story was that George had left DeDe because she would not engage in group sex, nor agree to threesomes and spouse swapping. George started acting distant shortly after his visit with Bill and Marcie, and had started making demands for sexual activity DeDe was not comfortable with. He finally left, muttering about why should he settle for dog food after he had tasted prime steak. DeDe was able to secure a decent financial settlement, but her spirit and self esteem were broken. DeDe was avoiding dating as she simply felt too insecure and demoralized to reenter the dating scene.
Bill and Marcie left DeDe in tears with promises to keep in touch, which they never intended to keep. Bill wondered if perhaps their seduction of George had initiated his breakup with DeDe, but Marcie observed that if their marriage was really strong and DeDe was less inhibited that the marriage should have survived. It was probably a coincidence, but Bill and Marcie never again approached a married person for sex unless their spouse was equally involved.
Bill and Marcie lived happily ever after, never learning of each other's infidelities and affairs. What they didn't know didn't hurt them, but it sure fucked up some other people's lives.
Impo_64about 7 years agoMonogamy isn't the problem...the problem a lot of times is the vanishing of respect for each other. Let's look at one point in this story: When she got up in the middle of the night to go fuck the lover, he also woke up and gave her the green light...what would she have done if her husband didn't wake up? Would she wake him up or would she have gone without him knowing? For me the difference between these 2 situations is the respect that must exist always...And that respect was always present in this story...3*
BobNbobbiabout 7 years agoI have enjoyed, maybe followed is a better phrase, the discussion over these four chapters mainly between Swingerjoe and Sbrooks103x concerning the meaning of Monogamy. Let me add my thoughts using examples from two lengthy stories that I have posted her on Literotica (also on Lush). The stories are Always Faithful and Still Faithful Always.
The primary characters are a married couple named Laura and Dan. Over the length of the stories Laura adds Greg as primary lover in addition to her husband plus several other male and female lovers from time-to-time. Husband Dan also has several women as outside lovers including one primary lover called Artsy. Both Laura and Dan eventually have a marriage like commitment service with their primary lovers.
Here is the question as it relates AmateurBard's story and the commentary of swingerjoe, sbrooks103x and others. Do the relationships described in the previous paragraph qualify as monogamy? The stories as written are certainly not typical cuckold stories. Most would consider the stories as polyamory tales, mine and ABs. My view is that they are in fact monogamy relationships that the participants are practicing with multiple men or women in parallel.
Many will claim my viewpoint is absurd bull crap, playing with words. In my mind a wife could have a relationship with a lover, a deep and committed love relationship with sex on a regular basis and still maintain that she was monogamous to both husband and lover. If she, in this example, wants to have husband an lover together in a single session, parallel or sequential, that situation would violate monogamy and should be called polyamory.
I'm not sure how well I have made my point but I do not feel that simplistic, moralistic, definitions fit the bill.
