"Thank you dear," she said. "I do love you so much."
He wrapped his arms around her and told her, frankly that, "These swap meets might save our marriage. There comes a time, baby, when anybody gets into a monotonous pattern. I guess it's only normal to get bored now and then with each other. After all, you can't jump into bed with the same person year in and year out without wishing for a little variety."
"I know just what you mean, darling," she said. "Women are no different from men on that point. Except they've had to suppress it. Many times I've looked at a horny guy and wished I could fuck him. Just like you look at a gorgeous chick, I'm sure, and wish you could go to bed with her."
"It's wonderful to be honest about things," George told his wife. "Because that's just the way I felt. When some of these gorgeous young chicks apply for jobs at the office, I can't help notice them. I look at their legs, my eyes sweep over their bosoms, and those fresh young faces really excite me. I want to tell them what it's all about with my tongue."
"Of course you do dear," she said, "And now you know how I feel when I want to have a young stud stabbing his pecker into my pussy. I want to have him filling it up, thrusting back and forth, and shooting a great big juicy load of that creamy white stuff up my gaping vagina."
"I understand," George gulped, finding it almost impossible to comprehend that his wife was as horny as he was.
"Does it make you think I have a dirty mind?" she said, "That I feel the same things you feel for the opposite sex?"
"Sure baby," he chuckled, "And it's good."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Terry Gregory was looking forward to sex with Tom Slade. She had heard a lot about his being such a great lover, but it worried her a bit that Helen, a honey-haired blonde, was a little too friendly with her husband. Miss Dean, the spy in George's office, had said that she was suspicious. Terry thought she had very good reason to be.
She was glad that Miss Dean could tell her the score. All she had to do was sip the old lady a bottle of booze now and then and Terry would receive the information she sought. Miss Dean, a silent drinker, was a convenient person to have working for her husband.
George had often suspicioned that Miss Dean was the one who was relaying information to his wife but he couldn't prove it.
When George confirmed the fact that Tom and Helen Slade would have sex with them that weekend, Terry got a bold idea.
"Honey," she exclaimed, "I think we ought to get a projector and one of those great fuck films."
"What do we need fuck films for?" George demanded. "You have to make everything so expensive. Even fucking."
"Well I've got news for you, honey," she said, "Fucking just happens to be the most expensive thing that anybody can do. Didn't you know that?"
"Well I guess it's true," he admitted. "You don't come cheap, do you baby?"
"No I don't," Terry said.
She finally talked him into getting the films. She went to a sex boutique and discussed which films might be best with the dealer who operated the shop.
"What films do you think would be appropriate for a little Saturday night orgy swap meet?" she asked casually.
"Well that depends," the sex shop dealer explained, "On how broadminded you people are."
"I'm very broadminded," Terry said frankly.
"Fine," he smiled. "Then I'd recommend the dog fuck show."
Terry gulped. She looked at him with a stony stare and blurted, "Well I'm not that broadminded. I love my dog, but I certainly don't intend to fuck him."
"Well that's why I was asking," the dealer exclaimed. "I didn't want to be offensive. One man's meat is another man's poison. We had a lady who used to come in all the time and get the dog fuck films. She was very impressed with one film in particular. She said it gave her a new idea on how to make out with her big dog Rover."
"Well that's very interesting," Terry said. "There are lots of grim people in this world."
"You can say that again," the dealer laughed, "and I get them all in here."
"I'll bet you do," Terry said, "I wonder if I could look at some of these pictures first to get a rough idea what they are all about."
"Of course, you can if you want to," he told her.
Terry was delighted when he showed her to a small area where she could view the films.
"They're kind of sexy lady," he said, "So don't get disturbed. It's life, the way it is."
Terry's eyes nearly popped out when she saw the first film flash on the screen. There in glowing color was a man sprawled out. His huge cock was flipping up one woman's pussy while he was letting the other woman brush her bosoms over his mouth. He was sucking on one nipple.
Terry thought it would be a lot of fun to have sex with Tom Slade this way.
She pictured herself flipping his cock into her cunt while his wife brushed her bosoms over his face.
Terry was determined that she was going to have sex with Tom like this. The film was obviously just the type of thing she wanted and she realized she didn't have to see all of it.
Nevertheless, when the next scene flashed on the screen, she got hot and didn't tell the owner to stop showing it.
It depicted a man letting his ass rest on a beautiful girl's gigantic bosoms. At the same time he was flipping his enormous member over her face. The girl was opening her mouth and letting her tongue streak out and lick it.
Terry figured this would be a lot of fun too. She thought it would be great sport to have Tom rest his asscheeks on her beautiful bosoms.
As the film progressed, she got more and more excited, for there was something there that she had never thought of. Having two men make love to her at the same time. In the pictures that followed, she really began getting hot.
A girl was lying between two men. Her legs were dangling over them while both men played with her. One man was sucking on her nipples while the other was flipping his finger in her snatch.
Terry realized this would be a lot of fun. She always liked to be the center of attention, and she figured this would really be something.
However, the next film that flashed on the screen gave her more ideas.
There was a man lying on his back, and the woman was spreading her muff over his mouth. Leaning back, she was accepting a man's cock. The man was standing and feeding her his prick inch by inch. Terry loved the sight of the man who was eating the snatch. He was playing with the bosoms and sucking her pussy at the same time.
She decided that if she looked at the film any longer she would be after the clerk in the store. She figured she'd better have him wrap it up for her so she could take it home.
The clerk realized she was hung up on the film and suggested she purchase two.
"You can always get new ideas from these," he told her. "Actually, it's a very good investment."
"Yes it is," she agreed. "I'll take two."
When she had the two wrapped up, she felt quite happy. She thought she could suggest some things that would make her husband stimulated.
When she got home she showed the pictures to her husband. He flipped.
"Say, that does look exciting," he told her. "There's a problem, of course. Most of the acts that you've told me about are for three people."
"Oh no, George," she explained, "The fourth person watches, that's an awful lot of fun. You could jack off or I could jack you off while you're watching us have sex."
"All right," he said, "I'll go along with that. I hope Tom and Helen don't think we are twisted or something."
"Of course not," she said. "People nowadays do everything. Darling this is just the beginning. We are going to find out what it's like to fuck a lot of our friends."
"You sound like you want to take on the world," George told her.