In case you missed my Forum letter in the October 2015 issue, I’ll give you a quick recap:

My husband, Rod, and I were at a birthday party for one of my friends, and I ended up screwing an old lover, Mark, in the bathroom. And before you get the wrong idea, it wasn’t like I cheated on my husband. First, we have an open marriage. Second, he knows about every man and woman I’ve ever had sex with. And third, he loves to hear all the dirty details concerning my exploits.

At the party, I told Rod how Mark and I had just hooked up and he suggested we head home — with Mark, if he was willing.

So, while my husband drove, Mark and I sat in the backseat kissing and fondling each other, and getting hotter by the minute. Occasionally, I’d look up to see Rod checking us out in the rearview mirror, and that turned me on even more. Fortunately, the drive from the party to our house was a short one.

Inside the house, my husband grabbed a six-pack from the fridge and we all went into the bedroom. Mark wasted no time pushing me back onto the bed. Then, he pushed my skirt up, spread my legs, and began licking my pussy.

“Show your husband how you come,” he said, as he licked and sucked and massaged my inner thighs. His tongue felt so good against my clit.

“You like it, don’t you?” he asked, as I moaned and begged for more. He sucked and pressed his lips so hard against me that I could feel the short bristles from his chin against my skin. I was overwhelmed by lust, with my husband watching my lover drive me to new heights of arousal.

Mark kept telling me to come, pushing me higher and higher. I grabbed his hair and pulled him even closer, as I shuddered with an intense orgasm. Before I could recover, Mark raised my ankles and entered me with one swift stroke.

“God, that was good,” he said, after several minutes of deep, hard thrusting got him off. “Maybe your husband is jealous of your screams and wants to join us?”

Rod, who’d been silently watching us, stripped off his clothes and climbed onto the bed. Mark told me to get him hard again while my husband fucked me. As I stroked and licked his cock, Rod entered me from behind, commenting on how wet and hot my pussy was, which was only natural as he was getting Mark’s sloppy seconds. It took only a few strokes before my husband added his jizz to the mix.

Mark’s cock was good and hard by then, and I easily slid down on it. Bending down and kissing him while moving my loins had him moaning as Rod played with my breasts. Kissing Mark and rotating my hips was causing him to thrust upward, so I teased him by rising off him and pushing back down. Time slipped away as I rose and fell on his upward thrusts, as he braced himself against my hips. Several more pumps by both of us and I was screaming as I came, wiggling solidly down on him and collapsing on his chest.

Thoroughly spent and satisfied, I fell soundly asleep. Afterward, my husband told me that he and Mark had finished off the beer. In the morning, the smell of freshly brewed coffee was enough to rouse both Mark and me. We had one of those early-morning sleepy fucks, before he left and wandered into the kitchen. Rod poured him a cup, then drove Mark back to his car.

I was still lounging in bed when my husband came back. He brought me a cup of coffee and we cuddled in bed while I gave him all the dirty details of my bathroom hookup with Mark. He still loves hearing about my exploits, but now I think he enjoys watching them even more.