In 1983, my first wife and I divorced.

Not long after that, I met a young woman I'd known for a while at a graphic arts school we both attended about 8 years before. Her name was Jenny. I hadn't run into her since we had graduated from that school, and it was her that recognized me, and we got to talking about what we had been up to since we'd seen each other last. She mentioned she was married, and had two young c***dren; and boy 6, and a girl 4. When she asked me if I was married, I told her about being divorced. She gave me her sympathy, and I thanked her.

Now, though it might not be nice to say this about Jenny, but she wasn't all that pretty, and yet, she had always had a certain charisma, an eroticism about her that was compelling. In fact, while she and attended that graphic arts school, we had almost ended up fucking, but, for a variety of reasons, it never happened.

Jenny had married a guy who had also attended the same graphic arts school, though I had no recollection of his when she mentioned his name. His name was "Craig."

"So, are you married?" She asked. "I always thought you probably were. Such a good looking guy like you could have had any woman at the school!"

"Hardly!" I said, feeling a little bit embarrassed, and a little annoyed, too.

"Oh but it's true!" Jenny added, laughing. "All the women at the school secretly lusted after you."

"I doubt that," I replied, still feeling a little bit embarrassed.

She laughed again. "But it's true! I can't believe you didn't pick up on any of that."


Any way, Jenny was interested to know if I was married, too.

"I was," I said, feeling nervous. "But, she and I divorced."

"I'm SO sorry," she said, suddenly putting her hand on my chest. "I shouldn't have asked."

"It's okay," I replied. "That was three months ago. I'm better now. It was probably for the best, any way. She and I weren't really ever all that happy together."

"I am so sorry!"

"It's okay. I wasn't that great of a husband, to be perfectly honest about it. So, I'm kind of relieved to be divorced. It's better this way---for her, as well as me."

Jenny studied my face for a moment.

"Still," she said, "I'd bet you're lonely."

"Yeah. Sometimes. Sometimes not."

The conversation ended after a while by her asking me if I'd like to come over to meet Craig, and have dinner with them.

"I wouldn't want to be a bother," I said.

"Nonsense! We'd love to have you over. Really. How about it?"

We eventually settled on a Friday night two weeks from then. Jenny gave me her phone number, as well as their address, and then, she did something that truly surprised me: she planted a big, wet kiss, right on my mouth! She held her lips to mine for longer than might be considered 'just a kiss', as the old song says.

There was a definite surge of electricity between us, and I started getting a hard-on! I was pretty sure her husband wouldn't have liked her kissing me, and that made me a little nervous.
But, when we went our way, Jenny smiled so warmly, and with such friendliness, that I was definitely flattered by her display of ardor. What recently divorced man wouldn't have? Not very many I was sure.



The Friday night arrived for me to go over and have dinner with Jenny and Craig, and as I drove I felt very nervous, scared, as well as more than a little bit eager and exited. When I got there, Craig was the one to answer the front door, and he seemed very friendly, and we shook hands.

Then we went out into the kitchen where Jenny was putting final touches to the evening meal.

"Hey there!" She said, beaming. "I told Craig I was a little afraid you might not show up, but I'm glad you did! You want a drink of something? Beer? Wine?"

I took a beer, and then Craig and I went out into their back yard and stood talking. He seemed to have heard about how his wife and I had first met, and about the school, and things like that. Like I said, he seemed nice. I had figured that, as with nearly all husbands, that he'd treat me with a certain suspicion; but Craig seemed like the most likeable guy I'd ever met.


When it was time to eat, we sat outside on their nicely done patio, and the food came and went, as well as a few more beers, and then gathering up the dishes, we went back inside. By then it was quite dark.

We ended up in the "den" as they called the room that had once been an attached garage. That's when things took a decidedly sexual turn!


It was Jenny who brought the subject up. She explained that she and Craig were, in her words, "swingers."

"Really?" I said, a little bit surprised.

"Oh yes!" Jenny said. Craig sat back on their couch and was smiling. "It's SO much fun. I mean, we don't do it all that often! Just every now and then; and only with someone we both like and trust."

I didn't say anything in reply.

I took another sip of my beer.

"So," Craig spoke up, "do you think you'd be interested in something like that with Jenny and I?"

I was a bit flabbergasted. I hadn't seriously considered anything like this when I had driven over earlier.

Jenny was smiling over at me. Her husband was smiling at me, as well.

"Jenny told me you're divorced." Craig said after a moment.

"That I am!"

"So, not wanting to presume too much, but, I'm sure you haven't had much---well, sex lately. Am I right?"

"Yeah. You could say that!"

The three of us laughed.

"Well, you are welcome to fuck Jenny if you'd like. You seem like a very nice sort of guy."

Jenny gave me a huge smile!

"You interested?" She asked.

"I don't know. I mean, you two are married."

"We're swingers, though!" Jenny said. "Craig is fine with that. The question now is: are you?"



At that time, the idea of fucking another mans wife was just too much for me to process, and the fact that I would have done so right there in front of Craig was even more impossible for me to visualize myself doing. I was definitely horny enough! In spite of the fact that Jenny was not the prettiest woman I'd ever laid eyes on before, her husband was practically handing her to me on a silver platter! Jesus Christ, I thought. However, in the end, I declined Craig's very generous offer of fucking his wife.

That, however, was not where that evening ended!

After I had turned down the offer to fuck Jenny, I stayed with them as they, themselves, fucked each other on the couch no more than 4 or 5 five across from where I sat! Except for porn movies, I had never actually sat in the same room with someone else as they had sex; and at first, I felt a little bit out of place, but Jenny and Craig didn't seem to mind that I was practically within reach of them, and I felt this strangely powerful excitement coursing through me as I watched them undress, and kiss, and fondle each other without the slightest shame!

Jenny was plump, but by no means obese. Her auburn hair was curly about her shoulders, and her skin was as pale as milk, with faint freckles s**ttered over her cheeks, and then lightly over her medium sized tits, her arms, her thighs, and rump.

She and Craig made no attempt hide any of their physical affection towards one another, and I could have so easily reached out and put my hand on either of them.


Things progressed. Soon, Craig had sat down on the couch, his legs spread far apart, as Jenny sat on top of his lap. Craig had a nice sized cock, and it was erect, and jutting straight up. It was cradled between Jenny's ample buttocks, and she leaned forwards to kiss her husband, it slid up, and then down.

It didn't take long before Jenny had positioned herself in such a way that Craig's cock had slid easily into Jenny's hairy pussy! I confess that I was unable to look away from this sight. It was like a porno movie, in one way, and yet a porno movie was only that, a movie; whereas with Jenny and Craig, it was there, RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! I could also smell Jenny's pussy, and the more they fucked, the wetter she became, and the wetter she became, the more noticable her pussy aroma became!

The combination of sight, sound, and aroma, soon had my own cock stiff as a board behind my zipper! For a while, I sat there feeling the bulge of my erection with my finger tips through the denim fabric of my jeans; but as Jenny and Craig became more and more excited, and the more vigorously they fucked, I had to stand up (trying not to disturb them), and I unzipped my fly, and then had my cock and balls out through the opening. I stood there like that watching them fuck, while, at the same time, I began stroking my cock shaft!


"UUUUGGHH! FUCK ME!" I heard Jenny's voice saying to her husband.

He was holding her hips with both hands, as she drove her hips up, and then down, the length of his cock.

As she did, I could hear Craig grunting and groaning from the pleasure he was feeling.

I found the scenario strangely exciting. Neither Jenny, nor Craig seemed to mind that I was right there watching them fuck to be the least bit embarrassing; and to be honest, it seemed as if they preferred it that way!


I watched them fuck like that for the entire time, and as their tryst came to it's noisy crescendo, I was still standing there, stroking my hard-on. Then suddenly, Jenny swung off of her husbands lap (exposing his dripping wet hard on to full, unfettered view), and she smiled as she saw me stroking my cock!

"MMMMM!!" She said, smiling broadly up at me. "Shoot your cum onto me, please?"

I suppose I was so excited by then, and that my libido was so worked up by having seen what I had just witnessed, that my conscious thought processes were trumped by more urgent, and more visceral mechanisms! Because, without hesitation, I walked up to where Jenny was reclining (her legs spread far apart), and I furiously jacked-off!

When I came, Jenny, Craig, and I, all three of us, watched as I shot a massive load of cum; in thick spurt, after thick spurt; each splashing across Jenny's hairy bush, her tummy, and even one on her right titty!

"UUGGH! YEAAAAHHH!!" I kept gasping, again and again, until my orgasm was finished.

"OH, yeah, baby," Jenny kept saying. "That's IT! MMMMM, come for me!!"

"Wow," Craig said. "NICE load, man! Awesome!" I felt strangely flattered hearing him say such a thing at that moment, and it made me feel good in a way I hadn't in quite a long time.

Jenny sat back and smiled up into my face.

"I knew you'd do that!"

"Really? How?"

"I just did! Call it a woman's intuition."



Then, suddenly, Craig shifted around on the couch next to Jenny, and he began licking her pussy with a tremendous urgency, and then, even more surprising still, he ended up licking up MY sperm, as swell! He didn't stop until there was nothing left to be seen of it!

"MMMMMMM!!" He said, kissing Jenny on each of her jutting nipples, and then, on her mouth! She didn't seem the least bit turned-off by this, and she returned his kisses with the same degree of lustful urgency!

Before I could step back out of Craig's way, Jenny reached out and took hold of my balls, and held on to them. She kept looking up into my face as she did. She smiled, and blew me a kiss.



Well, when I left Craig and Jenny's later on, I wasn't sure if what had just happened was a dream, or if it had been real. It had been real, alright! In fact, the next day, Jenny called and said how much she and Craig had "enjoyed" my company, and, that they were hoping that we might repeat last nights adventure!

It still seemed a little bit dream like, even then; but I assured her that I'd be willing to do so whenever they asked.

"GOOD!" She said, and I could picture her smile on the other end of the line. "Great! I'll tell Craig that. I know he'll be happy to hear that! He liked you. You know? He really did."

I was flattered to hear it. As she and I talked, I got another hard-on! When we hung up, I just had to jack-off again!

So, I got undressed, and I was setting on my couch, with my erection in my fist, and I was stroking away like mad! The thrill I felt from what Jenny had just told me was tremendous. Next time, I told myself, if Craig offered to let me fuck Jenny, I wouldn't pass it up! I hadn't fucked since my wife and I had divorced months earlier! Now that I understood that Craig had truly been willing to allow me to fuck his wife, I would not say no--should that occur again! I had a feeling that it might, and as I got ready to come again, I blew off all over the bare wood flooring of my apartment!

"Oh, fuck YEAAHH!!" I gasped aloud, as each spurt of semen jetted out!

I had a feeling that I was about to begin on quite an adventure with Jenny and Craig! And, I was looking forwards to it with great eagerness!

1983 was to be such an exciting year for me. Divorce, I soon found out, had certain "rewards" for all the shit you had to go through at first! Craig and Jenny took a lot of the sting out of it for me.