We’d only opened our marriage twice before. Over the 17 years we’ve been together, Rick often liked to talk to me — especially while we were fucking — about my taking on another lover. But in reality, we didn’t actively plan to entertain anyone new.

But we were out for dinner one night at a local restaurant, sitting on the patio, when the server retreated after serving us our drinks, and I found myself staring at the young man’s firm butt.

Of course, it took me a moment to realize Rick was staring at me staring at that scrumptious morsel.

“See something you like?” he asked teasingly.

“He must hit the gym,” I answered, trying to laugh off the moment, but I found it difficult to take my eyes off the young man.

At one point, he even... Read More