Stu and I had been friends with Rand and Kathleen for 15 years when they had a blow-up and got a legal separation, and Kathleen moved out of state but kept in touch with me.

Eventually I learned that Rand wasn’t able to get it up and refused to seek treatment, and much as she loved him, she couldn’t continue in a sexless marriage. Since leaving him, she said, she’d bedded several men.

I wasn’t supposed to tell a soul, but Stu and I tell each other everything, and in time I broke down and told him. A couple of weeks later he said he had an idea. What if we were to sit down with Rand and say that while we don’t know what the problem is, we know that often these things are sexual, and we know from experience that there are usually ways to deal with such problems, offering our own case as an example?

I have a really high sex drive, and just weeks after Stu and I were married I cheated on him. He not only forgave me but, seeing that I was getting satisfaction he couldn’t give me, asked me to tell him everything that I had done with the other guy. We agreed to have an open relationship, with no secrets, and it has worked for us. To prove it, Stu said, we could offer Rand my companionship for a weekend.

I was skeptical. However, I agreed to go along — on the condition that Stu swear Rand to secrecy before we revealed anything.

We invited him to dinner the following Tuesday. First Stu had a conversation in which he secured Rand’s strictest confidence. Then we had dinner, and afterwards we went in the den to talk over fresh coffee.

Stu began. “Gracie and I invited you here to share our secret for a happy marriage with you. Probably no one would guess that we’ve had an open marriage almost from the start. I’m actually quite satisfied with our sex life, but she has much higher needs, which she’s satisfied all through our marriage by having intimate encounters with other men.”

Rand started to speak, but Stu interrupted, saying, “Please hear me out. It may sound weird, but I get a lot of pleasure from Amanda’s adventures. I get hot when she tells me she’s attracted to a man and wants to fuck him. When she does, I wait anxiously for her to return home so I can make love to her. I really enjoy getting sloppy seconds, though it’s really not seconds, since when Gracie does a man, she usually screws him at least three times.

“Our love actually grows stronger from these adventures. All that’s different is that she has another man’s semen in her while we make love and she tells me what her lover did to her.”

Rand shook his head and said, “You made all of this up, didn’t you?”

Stu said, “No, Rand, it’s all true. What’s more, Gracie told me she’d like to have a chance to spend a couple of days alone with you.”

Rand turned to me and asked if I really told Stu that. I said, “Yes. You’re a hunk and I’d love to fuck you.”

We all talked for another hour. Then Stu excused himself, giving Rand and me a chance to talk. He started by asking again if what we’d told him was true, or had we made it all up to make him feel better because of Kathleen leaving him to go off and get laid?

“Good God, yes, it’s true,” I said. “Do you think I would sit by and let Stu make up stories like that about me? I’d love to spend time with you someplace we could let nature take its course. Don’t you find me attractive?”

“Hell, yes! If your husband wasn’t upstairs, I’d be on you in a flash.”

I said, “I usually get what I’m after,” and he pulled me into his arms and planted a tender kiss on my lips. Then abruptly he pushed me back. “No, not here,” he said. “But if you’re serious, we might slip away together this weekend. I know a lakeside resort just a 90-minute drive away where you can rent beautiful boats by the day.”

I gave him a quick kiss and said, “Pick me up at four Friday afternoon.” Then I walked him to the door. After a brief kiss he said, “If you change your mind, just call me. I’ll understand.” I said, “I’ll be ready at four.”

After he left, I went up to Stu, who made love to me for an hour and a half. While we did it, we discussed my upcoming weekend date.

On Friday Rand and I arrived a bit before six at what was in fact a lovely lakeside resort. We settled into our suite, then went down for dinner. I noticed that Rand ate little of his steak, taking most of it in a doggie bag.

When we returned to our room, I was delighted to see a bottle of wine waiting! (I’d only had one glass with dinner.) While Rand poured us wine, I excused myself to the bathroom, where I put on a sexy white negligee that Stu had bought me for the occasion. It was semi-transparent, so my swollen nipples and curly bush were teasingly visible when I rejoined a visibly nervous Rand, who had changed into a robe.

Rand proposed a toast to the weekend, with his eyes roaming up and down me. I finished my wine and refilled my glass, then enjoyed the sweet kiss he gave me while we embraced by the bed. I lay back on the bed and pulled him down with me. Any shyness he had shown earlier was gone now as he opened my gown to fondle my bare breasts while kissing me passionately.

I wiggled free to be able to turn and open Rand’s robe, not expecting much in light of Kathleen’s warning about erectile difficulties. In fact, I found a lovely six-inch hard-on there, which I licked and kissed before eagerly taking it in my mouth, causing him to groan. I sucked him lovingly, not wanting to get him too excited because I wanted his first load in my cunt.

I really distracted Rand when I maneuvered my dripping pussy over his face and lowered it to his mouth! At first it was just pressing against his tight lips. Then I felt the tip of his tongue probing gingerly between my labia, and I guessed that this man had never eaten a pussy before. I kept sucking him while clamping my hand around the base to suppress his orgasm. Soon he was licking away at me, and suddenly an orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, making my entire body convulse.

Rand’s instincts took over and he rolled me on my back, then mounted me and slammed his cock in, then immediately began humping me as hard as I’d ever been humped. He was too excited for it to last long, and in under a minute the floodgates opened, drenching my cunt with warm semen.

He rolled off to my side and slipped an arm around me and held me until we’d regained our strength. Then he said he was sorry for not lasting longer but it was so long since he’d been with Kathleen, plus I was only the second woman he’d ever had sex with, and the excitement was too much for him. “I’m sure you figured out I’d never performed oral sex before,” he said, “but I’ll bet you didn’t know you were the first woman to ever take me in her mouth.”

I told him he was a natural at pleasuring a woman orally and had given me a beautiful orgasm, and since I really like giving a man head, I wanted to blow him until he came in my mouth so I could make him feel as good as he’d made me feel. I knelt beside him and said, “Now this one’s for you, so just relax and enjoy it.”

I took his still-limp cock in my mouth, tasting our combined secretions, and gently nursed on it. Gradually he developed a full-fledged erection, which I really went to work on, slobbering noisily as I bobbed my head rapidly, applying steady suction that I expected would soon have him spurting his bittersweet cream down my throat. About two minutes was all it took for him to blast a healthy load down my throat.

Rand, recovered, rolled me over and munched on my cunt. His tongue was lightning-fast, and seemed to know by instinct where the hot spots of the vagina are. He soon had me reaching the top of the mountain, then tumbling blissfully into the valley of pleasure. With my pussy still convulsing from orgasm, he mounted me, thrusting his hard-again cock into my depths. I was braced for another frantic fuck, but instead he thrust slowly in and out, riding high with the top of his cock in constant contact with my swollen clitoris, till we came together. Then, drained of all strength, we slept.

In the morning we had room service bring us up a big breakfast to nourish us for more action. Rand put on gym shorts to receive the delivery, but I just pulled the bed sheet up enough to cover most of my nipples. I told Rand I like to give the room-service waiter a tease, just to see his reaction.

When the knock came, Rand let in a handsome lad of about 20 and asked him to set the cart near the bed. The boy’s eyes went straight to my breasts! I asked him please to pour me some coffee and straightened up, pretending not to notice the sheet slipping down, baring my full, firm breasts and producing an instant erection. Rand tipped the lad and saw him out, then turned and shoved his shorts down, saying, “You just gave two guys throbbing boners.”

I told him, “No pussy until later. We have to eat while our food’s hot.” So the poor guy ate his breakfast with a woody, watching me eat sitting totally nude, with my pussy fully exposed.

While the maid changed our sheets we sat on the balcony in robes. We didn’t leave the room until seven that night, when we went down for dinner. Afterward we took a walk along the lake. Then we returned to the room and fucked ourselves to sleep.

We never did do any boating. With checkout Sunday at one, we filled the morning with indoor activities, leaving my cunt nice and full for my arrival home, where I knew Stu would be expecting me to be loaded. When Rand dropped me off he didn’t want to come inside, but I told him he really ought to at least thank Stu. So he came in and, amazed that Stu was so friendly, he accepted the beer my husband offered him.

When Rand left, Stu asked if I had a good time, and I told him I did — and yes, I’d brought him “leftovers.” We spent the rest of the day making love.

Three weeks later Rand called to tell us Kathleen was coming home. I told him we couldn’t be happier. Eventually I would have to explain to her that all I wanted for my help was that she be prepared from now on to share her incredible hunk.