Johnny was big and handsome.

I’d picked him up at the club, telling him there would be some “extra company” back at my place. Perhaps he had visions of a gal-gal-guy threeway dancing in his head as I took him up to my condo. But he’d replied that more were merrier, and my read was that he’d be a suitable prospect for the way my husband and I like to play. I was confident Johnny would come through, in the end. And I was right.

My new plaything followed me into the bedroom. Johnny was muscular, exuding an enticing sexual energy. He’d noticed my wedding ring at the dance club, but I’d told him I had an “understanding” husband. I didn’t mention I was a very understanding wife.

I turned toward him at the foot of my marital bed, and he took me in his... Read More