PART 1

I met Anne when I was 17, Anne was 18. We married 13 months later. Yeah we were young but in love and knew we wanted to be together. Yes Anne was pregnant but that was a minor consideration as we knew we were going to marry anyway. I had been reading adult magazines (or Dirty books as they were known in those days) since I was 14, when I first came acrros them in my dad's wardrobe. I eventually purchased my own as I always looked (and still do) older than my years. Penthouse, Mayfair and Fiesta were the popular ones of the day. I also discovered "Janus" which kindled my interest in spanking.

I knew when I met Anne that If we were to have any kind of future together then she would need to be aware of my interest in spanking, and therefore from a very early stage in our relationship I made her aware of my "special needs". I'm going to cut a VERY long story short here, suffice to say that Anne was more than happy to allow me to spank her bottom on occasion. It started as light slaps but eventually advanced to th stage were she could take a prolonged spanking, hard on her bare bottom. To the situation today whereby she can take a long hard caning, strapping etc. However I guess that side of our relationship is not what you want to hear about. I well remember when it was that I got into the idea of seeing her with someone else.

I had been out with a friend of the time, Alan. He was nine years older than Anne and I and I met him through our mutual interest in music and playing guitar. Let me remind you that this was in 1981 and the biggest advance in photographic technology was the polaroid instant camera. Of which I made full use taking photos of Anne naked. We had been celebrating my 21st birthday and had downed quite a few pints. I had my polaroids of Anne with me and on the way home, full of dutch courage, showed them to Alan. His response was "I tell you what we should do we should both go back to yours and take her to bed, the two of us, it will blow her mind." I still remember those were his exact words. "It will blow her mind." I wasn't sure and suggested that I sound her out first.

Over the next few week I made the suggestions that it might be good to introduce a third party into our sex lives, when Anne and I were in intimate situations. I showed her the articles in the magazines I was reading regarding threesomes, and eventually brought her round to the idea of having Alan join us one evening. It was eventually agreed that one Saturday evening when Alan and I had our usual Saturday night out, we would come home and all three of us would go to bed together.

That night Alan and I met at our local and couldn't wait until closing time, (10:30 in those days.) We made our way home, calling at the local fish shop on the way, to take supper home for Anne. When we got back to our place Anne was waiting in a very short skirt, white blouse, stockings and suspenders. We had agreed that she would. The air was heavy with anticipation as we attempted to eat our supper.

I thonk it was Alan that eventually suggested that we go upstairs. Anne led the way with Alan behind her and me following. Once in the bedroom I watched as they embraced each other and kissed. It wasn't long before Alan started to caress Anne's breasts over her blouse before undoing the buttons to place his hand inside her bra and stroke her tits. They were both pre-occupied, kissing and fondling each other, as I unzipped myself and masturbated at the vision of my gorgeous young wife enjoying herself with another male. Eventually they both had each other stripped naked and lay down on the bed. They continued kissing and carressing each other and i watched as his fingers slipped inside her pussy, and her slender, slim fingers encircled his erection, pumping his cock. They were lying side by side kissing and masturbasting each other. I was stood next to the bed watching them, enjoying the sight of my beautiful wife behaving like a wanton slut, wanking another man's cock, when I heard her say. "Oh god, Alan I need your cock inside me now."

She arose and straddled him, guiding his cock into her wet pussy, her hands on his chest, supporting herself as she rode his cock hard. I was standing beside them, my cock in hand wanking furiously when I heard one of the children stir. We had two young sons aged 3 and 2. I didn't want them waking and spoiling things. I left the room and attended to our oldest son, leaving Anne and Alan fucking.

it took some time to calm him, and after about twenty minutes, he eventually settled down and I returned to the bedroom. By this time Anne and Alan were lying side by side recovering, spent from their fucking. My emotions were now in overdrive. Had she enjoyed him more than me? Was he able to satisfy her better than me. I hadn't seen the "Act". Did she still want me? Was I going to lose her?

Eventually he dressed and left. Anne attempted to get me into bed for "My Turn" but my emotions were in turmoil. I had so many doubts about myself. Even though I had instigated it and Anne had to be persueded, I still was insecure. We had quite a bad weekend because of my insecurity and doubts.

It took a few years before we got around to trying the experience again. By this time I was a lot more secure about Anne's love for me, and realised that she was really only fucking with others for my benefit. She was spanked by a few guys, and masturbated them without having penetrative sex, before another friend Eddie became her occasional long term partner.