Day one: This was it. The first day my wife and I were going to try having an open marriage. It was also the first day of spring, which seemed a good time to start. I was anxious, excited, eager.

I felt it was the right move for us. Julie and I’d been married a year, and it had been a good one. But we had been honest with each other. We still felt sexually attracted toward people we met or already knew. Somehow our wedding vows hadn’t wiped that away.

For me, there was the bagel shop employee who had nice curves and big tits and was wonderfully flirty with me. She’d more than once hinted she would seriously like to take me to bed, my marital status notwithstanding.

Julie, too, got hit on regularly. She was a very attractive woman, and she was drawn to men other than me, just as I was... Leer Más