Sharing Gwen

My wife, Gwen, loves sex. She told me her fascination with sex started before she was a teenager. At 16, she began her sexual journey when she could date. Though she did not have sexual intercourse until she was out of high school at 18, she pleasured her dates with heavy petting, mutual masturbation and dry rubbing.

Gwen and I met through work. At that time, I was a young attorney and she was hired as a legal assistant in our firm. We were assigned a case together. That professional relationship led to friendship. We shared lunches together and found times to hang out together and talked a lot. She let it be known that she dated and had slept with several men. She would tell me about some of her experiences, especially the funny ones, and I shared some of mine.

During one of our conversations, we discovered that we would like to ramp up our relationship by dating. We talked extensively about what that meant especially considering what we knew about each other's sex life. We agreed that we would hold off having sex until we were sure that we wanted our relationship to move in a romantic direction. Our romance moved quickly forward and by the third date, she slept with me in my apartment. We made the decision that we would date each other exclusively until either we were married, or our romance ended. Three months later, I asked her to marry me and she accepted. We were married six months after that. We have now been married for three years.

Gwen is a beautiful, athletic woman of lean, medium physical stature. She has some Polynesian blood in her and so she has the naturally tanned skin and the beautiful facial features of the South Pacific island women. We are an attractive couple and people tell us our kids will be beautiful. When I ask for it, she will tell me of one of her past sexual escapades. Her stories turn me on. One would think that this would not be a normal reaction for a husband. Usually a husband does not want to know about his wife's past and certainly would not get excited about hearing her stories. We always have sex after one of her stories because hearing them excites me. It is an aphrodisiac. She knows it and enjoys telling me the details. We both are into it.

At some point along the way, I began thinking about what it would be like to watch Gwen make love to another man. When she shared her stories with me, I would imagine her and the other guy in their romp. I would ask questions about him, what she was thinking and feeling at the time, all to help me better enjoy the story. Details of her sexual experiences intrigued me. This led me to thinking about what it would be like to watch her get it on with another man. Imagining her lean, muscular body moving gracefully in the act of sex with another man was an image I refused to let out of my mind.

The first issue was how to approach Gwen about making love to another man while I watched. Would she even go for it? After all, she was clear that when we committed to each other years before, we would quit the bed hopping. We both had kept that pledge. How now do I introduce it to her? To blatantly come out and tell her I want to watch her with another man did not seem the wisest thing to do and I felt that approach would turn her away from considering the possibility at all. None of her stories included a second man whether participating or watching. I had to be careful.

Once or twice a month, to stimulate us, we would watch a porn movie. We both learned that most porn did not work for us leaving us feeling bad or cheap. The porn we both enjoyed was beautiful people, filmed very well and was more romantic and female centered. Most porn is male centered and even I did not like most of that. We liked explicit triple X movies beautifully done. It was my job to select the movies we watched. There are a few sites that offer such online movies and so selection was not a problem. I decided I would select a movie that had at least one scene with two men and a woman. I looked for movies that featured a married couple with another man. I wanted no sexual action between the men. Either both men were involved with the woman or one was while the other watched.

My first choice was a 75-minute movie that ended with two men enjoying the woman. It was kind of a quirky plot in which the woman loved both men and could not choose. There were several sex scenes of the woman with each man and the final sex scene was, since she could not choose which one to marry, she could have both men. Pretty simple. Gwen wore a very short teddy for the movie that was very sheer. Her rosy nipples could be seen through the fabric and most of her bosom was bare. She wore a sheer matching thong and her small tuft of dark pubic hair above her clit could be seen. She wore one-inch heeled fluffy house shoes and her hair was let down cascading over her shoulders. She had small earrings on, beautiful make up and small pearl necklace. Her tan skin, ruby red lips and her almond shaped eyes were to die for. She was beautiful.

We stretched out on the large couch which was the size of a king bed when arranged properly and I began the movie. We enjoyed the sex scenes using them to stimulate each other with our hands. When a scene came on, I would run my hand between her legs and use my finger to feather touch her clit through her thong. Her hand would be placed on my penis and she would softly rub me through my shorts. Between scenes we would stop the caressing saving ourselves for our love making session when the movie ended.

Our excitement was building with each of the scenes and then came the final sex scene when both men were pulled into the bedroom by the woman. They undressed her and then undressed themselves and laid on the bed with her, one man on each side of her. Their hands were all over her body. One man went down on her while the other kissed and sucked on her nipples. She got into the doggie position and one entered her from behind while she gave the other a blowjob. Eventually both men had intercourse with her with one man ejaculating on her back and other on her stomach.

When the threesome sex scene began I quit paying attention to the movie and concentrated on Gwen. How was she reacting? First, she did not put her hand on my penis and rub me. She kept her hand on my belly and when the scene began she brought her hand up to under her chin. She laid very still and her breathing very controlled. To me, it was a negative sign that she did not touch my penis and rub me but a positive sign that she lay still and was intently watching the scene. She did not speak negatively about it or say anything positive. When the movie ended with all three actors in sexual bliss, toasting their new found relationship, everyone getting what they wanted, I clicked the movie off.

I said nothing about it but took Gwen in my arms and kissed her deeply. Immediately her tongue went into my mouth and she probed my mouth with enthusiasm. Her hands stroked my body and she slid a hand down my belly, inside my shorts and took my penis in her hand and aggressively stroked me up and down. I became fully erect in seconds and she then took off her teddy and thong, pulled off my trunks, straddled me and let her body slide down onto my penis and I entered her easily. She was very wet, even more wet than normal and entry was quick and easy.

She pumped on me hard and had her first orgasm in about three minutes. When she came, my hands were on her hips and she pressed her pelvis against me as if to shove me into her as deeply as possible and she held that position. Small wiggling of her hips against me and the gasps from her mouth let me know she was coming. I could feel her vaginal spasms rolling over my penis. When her orgasm ended she moved her hips up and down my penis again. Her speed continued to build until she came again and this time she kept her pelvis stroking hard upon my penis through her orgasm. She then fell limp against me putting her arms around my neck and her mouth on mine. She opened her mouth and let her tongue enter mine and we entangled our tongues.

This was a different Gwen than other times. She was aggressive and had two orgasms in a very short period. It was obvious she had been very much aroused. The issue for me was did the two men with one woman do that? If so, that would be a good sign. We finished up our sex session with Gwen on her back and experiencing her third orgasm while I came inside her. It was a great romp.

The third orgasm was also a good sign of her arousal level. She was usually a one or two orgasm woman and on occasion would have three or more. Those times of three or more indicated a high arousal and desire level. My thoughts were that this could be a good sign.

The next morning we had sex upon awaking but she never said a word about the last scene of the movie.

Two weeks later we watched another movie. This movie had a scene in which one man watched the woman have sex with another man. The scene had a blow job, cunnilingus, fingering and sex in three different positions while the man watching sat in a chair naked masturbating. After the man on the bed came, the woman gets off the bed and knelt in front of the man watching, takes him in her mouth and he ejaculates in her mouth. His cum is spilling out of her mouth and is dripping down her chin and Gwen said, "Well, that is a little messy." She then let out a sigh. We finished the movie and again I found Gwen very aroused. When I slid my hand between her legs she was very wet.

The next day we spent a lot of time together lounging around and talking but she never brought up the subject of the sex scenes. It was my opinion, though, that based on her stillness, attention during the scenes and her arousal after the scenes, that she at least found them stimulating. During other sex scenes she would stroke my penis and often make comments about the scene. Such comments ranged from the how big the man's dick was, to how good the man sucked on the woman's clit, how flexible an actor was and so on.

The next movie we watched was very different. It had no plot just a 47 minute sex scene of two men having sex with a woman. Based on the attractiveness of the actors, the quality of the film, the camera work, it was beautiful to watch, tasteful and sexy. Since the whole film showed only the woman and two men, I believed if Gwen did not bring up the topic after watching this it was time for me to do it.

Gwen's response to the movie was very positive. As the men were undressing the beautiful actress, Gwen turned to me and said, "Undress me...slowly." Though she had on only two pieces, her pajama top and shorts, I took my sweet time in removing each piece, kissing her body as skin was exposed. With her top off, I cradled her breasts, kissed and sucked on her nipples. Removing her shorts was just as tedious and slow, kissing her inner thighs, pulling down her shorts, kissing her clit, vulva and licking all around her cunt. When she was naked she snuggled against my side and watched the film.

When the actress kissed one of the men, Gwen kissed me. When the actress took one of the men's penis into her mouth, she slid down and took my penis into her mouth. She did to me what the woman in the film was doing. It was wonderful. When one of the men laid the woman on her back and entered her, Gwen laid on her back, spread her legs wide apart and invited me to enter her. As I stroked away she kept her face turned to the screen watching what was going on. The second man moved into position so the actress could take him in her mouth and Gwen said, "Well, I can't do that, I only have one man." Not wanting to appear too eager I refrained from saying, "We can remedy that." I kept pounding away and talk about a coincidence, the actor having intercourse with the actress pulled out of her and shot cum all over her belly at the same time I came inside Gwen.

Gwen spoke again, "What great timing!! I'm impressed." After I withdrew, Gwen snuggled back up against me and watched the remainder of the film. The man receiving the blow job ejaculated onto the woman's face, a scene neither of us found attractive.

When the film ended I clicked it off and prepared to finish our time together by giving Gwen an orgasm or two, however she wanted to receive them. But she turned over onto her stomach and propped herself up on her elbow and turned and looked at me. Her big almond shaped eyes looked right through me.

"Tell me what is going on here? Three films with two men and a woman having sex. Is that what you are suggesting?" she asked.

"Well, more like proposing it," I said. "It is something I have thought about. What would it be like to watch you with another man?"

"How in the world did such an idea ever creep into your head?" she asked again.

"You have told me of your past sex-capades and they have really turned me on. I enjoy you giving me the details, your thoughts and feelings, your descriptions. Your stories turn me on, I know you noticed that," I explained. "That led me to think that watching you live with another man, may be as stimulating for you as for me. I know it would be something I would enjoy very much seeing."

I paused and Gwen turned her eyes toward the bed and remained silent for the longest time. I spoke again, "Listen, if you have no interest in this, just say so and I will never bring it up again. We don't have to do this. I am happy as I can be with us. If this is something you would like to try, then great, I am in. If not, that is more than OK."

She spoke, "I am going to have to take my time and think about it. OK? Right now, I am horny as hell." She rolled over on her back, bent her knees upward and spread her legs. "Get your face down there and don't quit till I tell you to." With that I got between her legs and took her clit into my mouth. We both had a good time for over an hour. She came three times, again.

Days went by and we never brought up the topic in conversation. Then one night, in bed, she brought it up. "I have been thinking about your proposal and have come up with what I am willing to do."

"I'm all ears," I replied.

"First," she started, "I have no interest in going out and sleeping with some guy while you watch or participate. I have no interest in doing this just for the sake of doing it. But I am willing to do it if I like the guy, if he is sexually attractive to me. In other words, if he turns me on then I will consider it. But I want to know him, that he is an all right guy. That he will not make trouble for us, that he understands and accepts the arrangement. You are my husband, you are my first obligation and, therefore, you will promise me that this will in no way lead you to jealousy, anger, or divorce. This is a dangerous direction to our marriage, you know?"

"Yes, I understand that. What is different for us is that we have shared verbally our sexual activities with others to one another. We have already crossed that threshold. Plus, I will promise you that I will not in any way let this get between us. I think it will bring us closer together, if such can happen."

"If and when this ever happens, you will be there. I will not do this apart from you. If you just want to watch, OK. If you want to join in, even better. If I want to end the activity, even if we are in the middle of something, you will make sure that it ends and we are out of there, or he is out of there. You know what I like and don't like and you will protect me," she said.

"Also," she continued, "I don't think I want to do this with another married man. I do not want to be hiding something from a wife."

"I am sure that we will have many discussions and setting up new ground rules as we go," I responded. "We will always be adjusting ourselves. I give you veto decision on everything. One simple 'No' ends anything and everything."

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I am doing this mainly for you. If you had not brought this up I never would have. But, just so you know, I am not doing this just for you. There is no doubt that I got turned on by watching those scenes in the films we watched. It triggered something. So if we find the right situation, I am in it for you and for me." We kissed and went to sleep.

Over the next few weeks we discussed how we were going to find a guy for our romp.
I went online to see who I could find. Several attractive guys came up and we even arranged to meet two of them for drinks but to no avail. In fact, I became very discouraged about anything happening. We discussed if there was anyone she had met at work that attracted her and she gave me a quick "No" to that query. She got discouraged when she found out a man in her workout gym, to whom she was very attracted, was married. We talked about giving up on our fantasy until Brad walked into my office.

Brad had been hired away from a California firm to work in our Dallas branch. We are a firm of over 200 employees and he was assigned to my division. His first day on the job and he was assigned to assist me in a case. I introduced him to our people, got him situated and gave him the materials to get up to speed on the case.

I did not mention Brad to Gwen wanting to get to know him better before taking that next step. Over the next week, I discovered that he was single, dated women, did not have a girlfriend and seemed to fill all the requirements Gwen needed. His physical attributes were not a question. He was very handsome, athletically built, spoke well, had an ease and grace about him that would attract any woman.

During a break in one of our meetings, I asked him if I could take him downstairs to meet my wife. He accepted, we hopped into the elevator and went to Gwen's office area. When I introduced him to Gwen she was calm, cool and collected as she always was but knowing her like I did I could tell she was impressed and attracted to Brad. Her eyes were a little bigger, her voice a little higher, her skin softly flushed as she spoke with him. I looked at her and smiled and when her eyes met mine she smiled back. My thoughts were that we may have found our man. All we needed was an occasion and a little more time.

During the next two weeks, Gwen made frequent trips up to our floor and made certain she would give at least a passing hello to Brad. A couple of times she went into his office and engaged him in short conversation.

Later one day after Gwen had left, Brad said, "You are one lucky man. Gwen is a gorgeous woman and what a fabulous personality." "I will pass that along to her. I know she will be very happy to hear it," I responded. Trying to set the stage for the future, I added, "I know that she has been very impressed by you." Brad cocked his head at the last remark and a smile crossed his face.

"Good," he responded.

That evening I shared Brad's comment with Gwen and her smile beamed across her face as big as a crescent moon.

"Did he say anything else?" she asked.

"Only that he said that I was a very lucky man," I responded. "But I know that."

She punched me and for rest of the evening kept bringing up what he said with questions like, "Why do you think he said that? How long did you talk about me? Are you sure he did not say anything else?"

Finally, by the end of the evening I said, "Look here is what I know. He likes you and I like him. The issue is do you like him? The next issue is how do we approach him? Do we invite him to dinner here or take him out? Do we invite him to a day at the lake or a weekend? We just got to figure this out."

Several days later our firm won a huge case resulting in tens of million of dollars for us. To celebrate, to give out bonuses and recognize people for their hard work, the firm announced a dinner party and dance. It was to be a dress up occasion and celebration for the entire firm. It would be on a Saturday evening at a downtown Dallas upscale hotel. No sooner did the announcement get out that I got a text from Gwen asking, "Are we going? Do you think Brad will be there?" I texted back, "Yes we are going. Brad will be there. Everyone will be there." We both felt the opportunity may have presented itself.