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Turning to Scotty, Maureen said, "You told me that you like to watch Ginger when she's entertaining a male friend. How soon did that actually start happening.?" Ginger answered. "That's complicated. I was ready to let Scotty watch right away, but most guys are a little shy about having a spectator in the bedroom. A month after my date with Matt, Scotty and I found a two bedroom apartment and moved in together. Since I prefer to date married men..." I said, "Jeanne has the same preference. She feels it minimizes the risk of emotional entanglement." "I agree." Ginger continued. "Since I mostly date married men, we generally get together in my apartment. After Scotty and I moved in together I started telling my dates that when they came over it was likely that my boyfriend would be there. If they couldn't accept that situation we wouldn't be able to get together unless they were willing to pay for a motel room." Maureen said, "I imagine that some of them were concerned about the potential for an ugly confrontation." "They were, but I was able to convince most of them that Scotty would be cool. When they actually met him they generally relaxed quickly. Scotty has always been cordial and welcoming to my gentleman friends." Scotty said, "Of course actually watching is the most exciting, but sitting in the living room watching a baseball game on television while a guy is fucking Ginger in the guest room is fun too." Nodding, I said, "I think I've reached a point where I'm actually looking forward to doing that when I get home." "After a guy had been over a couple of times we would often sit on the couch together and chat with Scotty before we retired to the guest room. Sometimes we'd even have a glass of wine or a beer with Scotty." "I'd go into the kitchen and get the drinks while Ginger and her date were sitting together in the living room. When I returned they would almost always be making out." "That sounds pretty hot to me." I was smiling. "Scotty loves to watch me make out with a guy." "I do." "When I'm with a guy I usually start by giving him a blow job." "Jeanne likes to do the same thing. She says guys are usually pretty excited about getting laid and tend to cum quickly the first time." "She's right, a girl gets a much better fuck from a guy's second erection and if a guy can get it up a third time he can go all night." "After he cums the first time, my husband generally falls asleep.? Maureen smiled at me. "But Michael can get it up three times." "I need a lot of help to get a third erection." "And I love helping you." Maureen was giggling. Ginger laid her hand on my crotch and said, "Before you leave Florida I think you and I are going to have to spend a little quality alone time together. I'd love to help you get it up a third time." Maureen said, "His third erection lasts a very long time." "Umm, I'll bet it does." Ginger gave my hardening cock a firm squeeze. I gasped. Maureen grinned at me and then she asked, "So does Scotty ever get to stay in the room and watch." "Remember Steve?" "He was the college friend you met in the hotel before you broke up with Scotty?" Ginger nodded. "Yes, about two months after Scotty and I moved in together he called me. He'd called me while Scotty and I were separated, but at that time I still felt guilty about cheating on Scotty with him, so I told him it would be awhile before I could see him again. He's a good friend. He understood. He told me that he'd give me some space and asked if he could call me again in a few months. I told him that would be okay and thanked him for understanding." "And then he did call you." "Yes and I was really happy to hear from him. Steve was always a good friend. He told me that he was going to be in Chapel Hill the following week and asked if we could have dinner together. I told him everything. He invited Scotty to join us for dinner. I countered by inviting him to have dinner with us at our apartment." Maureen said, "This is sounding very promising. What happened?" "Scotty and I love to cook together. We made a dinner of salad, broiled trout and au gratin potatoes. Scotty makes great au gratin potatoes." "You can make au gratin potatoes?" There was a look of both surprise and approval in Maureen's eyes. "He can and they're excellent. You'll have to have dinner with us in the near future." "We would like that. But, let's get back to the story. How did the evening with Steve turn out?" "It was wonderful. We had almanbahis şikayet martinis before dinner and a bottle of chardonnay with dinner. By the end of the meal we were all feeling relaxed. During dinner Scotty and I talked openly about our new lifestyle. Steve was particularly interested in Scotty's feelings about it." Scotty said, "Steve wasn't being judgmental, he was just trying to understand." Ginger said, "Steve's not married. I don't think he's capable of being married, but if he was I'm fairly certain that he wouldn't be able to share his wife." Nodding, Scotty said. ?Steve has become one of my closest friends. While it might seem odd to many people that a man who's regularly fucking my wife could be my friend, he is. He's a nice guy, both Ginger and I like him and trust him, but there's another reason. A very important reason. All three of us understand that he isn't a threat to our marriage. Ginger needs a husband who's willing to share her. Steve definitely couldn't do that, but he understands that I not only can do it, I actually enjoy sharing her." "But he doesn't judge Scotty either and I think that's also important." Scotty smiled at his wife. "It's very important." "So what happened after dinner?" Maureen was eager to hear the rest of the story. I was too. "After dinner all three of us cleared the table and loaded the dishes into the dish washer. Once the kitchen was clean I put my arm around Steve's waist and told Scotty that it was time for Steve and me to retire to the guest room for a little fun. Scotty kissed my cheek and told us to have a good time. I turned and started to lead Steve out of the kitchen, but he shook his head and said that he didn't want to abandon Scotty so quickly. Instead he suggested that we sit in the living room and have an after dinner drink. Ever since we set up this dinner date I'd been looking forward to some good hot sex with Steve, so I was a little frustrated by this delay." "Steve is my wife's favorite lover..." "No dear, you're my favorite lover. You always will be." "Okay, other than me, Steve is Ginger's favorite lover." "I will agree with that." Scotty continued. "He's very well endowed, he can get it up several times a night, he can last a long time and he enjoys taking charge in bed." "That's all true. That's why I was a little frustrated by Steve's delay." Ginger shrugged. "But I love my husband. I didn't really want to abandon him either, so I asked Scotty to pour three glasses of Drambuie and join us in the living room." "I was a little confused. I thought that after dinner Steve would be eager to get Ginger into bed, but he was our guest, so I poured three glasses of Drambuie." "While Scotty was doing that, Steve and I went into the living room. He led me over to the couch, sat down and pulled me down next to him. He was already taking charge. My pulse was racing. He kissed me hard on the lips and then in a whisper he asked me if I thought Scotty might enjoy watching us." Ginger smiled at us. "Suddenly I understood what Steve was doing. I told him I was certain that Scotty would love to watch. Still whispering, Steve suggested that we start with a blow job in the living room and then if everything seems to be going well all three of us can move into the bedroom. Steve quickly added that if we move into the bedroom he wanted me to make sure that Scotty knew he was only going to be a spectator. This wasn't going to be a threesome. I assured Steve that all Scotty wanted to do was watch. He smiled and kissed me. As he kissed me he started unbuttoning my blouse. Realizing that we were beginning I excitedly laid my hand on Steve's crotch and felt his already stiff erection." Scotty continued the story. "When I walked into the living room Ginger and Steve were kissing. Steve already had Ginger's blouse unbuttoned and her brassiere was unhooked. He was rolling one of her nipples between his fingertips. Ginger had Steve's belt unbuckled and his pants unzipped. She was pulling his erect cock out of his boxer shorts. It's needless to say that I was surprised. I stood there holding a tray with three glasses of Drambuie. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to stay and watch, but uninvited, I felt like I was intruding on their privacy. I was getting ready to retreat to the kitchen when Ginger looked up at me and smiled. Her smile was like a ray of warm sunshine. I relaxed. She told me that when she gets together with Steve she almanbahis canlı casino always starts by giving him a blow job." "Scotty already knew that I usually do that when I'm with a guy, but I needed a way to begin explaining what was happening." "Believe me, those words were a real comfort to me, but I still didn't understand what was happening." "I could see the confusion in my sweetheart's eyes so I quickly told him that Steve thought he might like to watch. I then asked Scotty if he would like to watch. That was for Steve's benefit. I knew Scotty wanted to watch, but all three of us were working this out. Steve needed to be certain that this was what Scotty wanted. He was concerned that Scotty wouldn't be able to handle it." "When Ginger told me that Steve thought I might enjoy watching them I nearly had a stroke. Of course I wanted to watch. Watching Ginger with another man was my fondest fantasy, but when I was so suddenly and without any warning confronted with the opportunity, I was overwhelmed. I was being asked to expose my secret cuckold desires to another man, a man who I knew didn't share those desires. Yes, we had talked openly about it during dinner, but talk was one thing. Actually doing it was something else altogether. For a moment I stood dumbfounded in front of them as all of my fears and insecurities boiled up inside me. Ginger finally saved me. She told me that both of them would really like it if I watched. That made it better. Suddenly I didn't feel like the only pervert in the room. I took a deep breath and told them that if it was okay with them, I would very much like to stay and watch." Ginger stood up, walked across the room and sat down next to her husband. As she put her arms around him she said, "Baby, I saw the confusion in your eyes. That's why I told you that Steve and I would like it if you stayed and watched, but this is the first time I realized how difficult that was for you. Please forgive me for not understanding." Smiling at his wife, Scotty said, "Thank you, I appreciate that, but there's nothing to forgive. There wasn't anything you could have done that would have made it easier for me. Our culture doesn't readily accept men who are willing cuckolds. It's difficult to openly admit to that predilection" Sighing, Scotty said, "I guess our culture doesn't readily accept anyone who deviates from the norm in any way. I'm certain that people who are gay or transgender have been battling that attitude for a very long time." Ginger kissed her husband on the cheek and said, "Our culture doesn't readily accept women who are sluts either." "No, they certainly don't. I guess that's one of the reasons we love each other so much. We're both perverts." Grinning at her husband, Ginger said, "Scotty I love to fuck lots of different guys and you love to watch me do it. If the prudes can't handle that, fuck em." All four of us burst out laughing. Once we were quiet, Scotty turned to us and said, "I did pull myself together and tell Ginger and Steve that I would very much like to stay and watch." "He did and that was all I needed. While I wasn't as perceptive as I might have been that evening, I did tell Scotty to set our drinks on the end table next to the couch, move the coffee table so he could see better and sit down on the chair opposite the couch." "Believe me, I was a bundle of nerves. I appreciated the directions." Maureen asked, "Did it happen? I mean did you really get to watch?" "It did. As soon as I was seated Ginger slipped off her open blouse, unfastened brassier and tossed them both to me. Topless, she then kneeled on the couch next to Steve." Ginger said, "I like it when a guy plays with my bare tits while I'm sucking his cock. I've learned that most guys enjoy that too." Chuckling, I said, "I'm certain they do." Scotty continued. "Steve's cock was already out and standing at attention. Ginger wrapped both of her hands around it. For a moment I watched her kiss and lick the the head and then she took him into her mouth and started sucking him. When Ginger's giving a man a blow job she closes her eyes and completely loses herself in what she's doing." Laughing, Ginger said, "Cocks are so wonderful, how could a woman possibly not enjoy sucking them." "And that my dear wife is why you are a slut." "Yes I am and you love it." "You know I do." "And that my dear husband is why you're a cuckold." "Touche." Maureen said, "All right, you love almanbahis casino each other. I wish my husband loved me even a quarter as much as you love Ginger, but I'm dying to hear the rest of the story." Scotty said, "There's not much to tell. Just before Steve orgasmed he warned Ginger." "He's a good guy. I asked him to do that. Scotty is the only guy I'll let cum in my mouth." I said, "Jeanne tells me the same thing. Maureen looked at me. "Don't you believe her?" "I do, but..." Scotty said, "I understand. When all of this started she lied to you." I nodded. "And now it's hard for you to trust her." "Yes." Scotty was the first person I'd met who actually understood. Realizing that this was between Scotty and me, Ginger and Maureen watched in silence. Scotty said, "We all make mistakes." "I know, but we'd been together for so many years." "Tell me how she lied to you." "For over a year she had a secret life with our daughters." "But she regrets that." "Yes she does." "Ginger cheated on me." "Jeanne cheated on me." "No, she told you in advance that she was going to do it." "I begged her not to do it." "But she still told you. She tried to do the right thing. Ginger broke up with me because she felt guilty about cheating on me. In her own way she tried to do the right thing too. Michael we all fuck up. It's part of the human condition. I'm going to ask you one simple question." "What is it?" "Do you love Jeanne?" "More than life itself." "Then the only reasonable course of action is to completely forgive her. She has certainly done everything she can to atone for her mistakes." Maureen said, "My husband hasn't done anything to atone for his transgressions." Smiling, Ginger said, "Maureen honey, your husband is a shithead. Your best bet is to get an attorney, a real shark and rake that son of a bitch over the coals." "I think you and Scotty give very good advice." Maureen was grinning. Ginger stood up and walked back over to me. As she sat down she asked, "Are you okay sweetie?" "Yeah, I am. In fact I don't think I've been this okay in a very long time." "Good, Scotty is a prince. I think you are too." "It's not easy to be a prince." "No it's not, but I think it's something we should all strive to be. You and Scotty are closer than most men." There was a moment of silence and then Maureen said, "You still haven't finished your story." Ginger said, "You're right. After Steve warned me that he was about to cum I pulled his cock out of my mouth and stroked him while he ejaculated on my tits. I've never met a guy who didn't get excited about cumming on my tits." Maureen giggled, "I'll have to remember that." Laughing, Ginger said, "Honey if you're going to be a slut you definitely have to remember that." Maureen grinned. Scotty said, "Watching Ginger suck Steve's cock was a defining moment for me." I asked, "Can you tell us why?" "Of course. At that time I was still struggling with accepting the fact that I was in love with a woman who was going to regularly be unfaithful to me. I mentioned earlier that I was uneasy about admitting to Steve that I really did want to watch him with Ginger." Scotty paused. After a moment he said, "No that's not right. I wasn't uneasy about admitting to Steve that I wanted to watch, I was concerned about how I'd react when I actually saw Ginger with another man." I nodded. "Fantasies are exciting. Reality can turn into an excruciating trial." "That's exactly right, but when I watched Ginger sucking Steve's cock I didn't get jealous. In fact, I was as excited as Ginger and Steve were. At that moment I understood that I love to watch. I love to watch Ginger. She's so beautiful and she gets so excited during sex. It's fun to see her enjoying herself so much." I smiled. This was how I felt about Jeanne. Over the past several months I'd discovered that I loved hearing about her trysts and I was now looking forward to actually being in our house while she entertained a gentleman friend. I also wasn't any longer worried about the fantasy versus reality question. Last New Years Eve in San Antonio I'd had an opportunity to experience reality. While that evening eventually turned ugly, I'll never forget the excitement I felt as I watched Jeanne make out with her potential lover in the hotel elevator as the three of us rode up to our room. I didn't get to actually watch another man fuck my wife that night, but I did see enough to finally realize that it was something I wanted to do. I now understood that Scotty was a kindred spirit with experiences and desires similar to my own, so eager to hear more of his story I asked, "Did you get to watch Steve and Ginger in the bedroom that night?" "I did and it was incredible.