Curious about a phone call.
Settled down in Colorado my husband had a job and was going to school. Things were going good and our days were full.
One day the washing machine had an issue. My husband was going to fix it. Don't remember what was wrong with it but where it was located he needed help moving it out to work on it. He called one of the guys he worked with to come help him.
I didn't think anything about it and was out mowing the grass in my bikini when he arrived. Nothing was said even though we talked as I stopped for a drink. I did notice he checked me out.
I never thought anymore about it until probably 8 or 9 months later. One evening my husband borrowed the neighbors boat and he and Bob went fishing. While they were gone I got to thinking about a phone call I had gotten from Bob a couple of days after he had seen me in my bikini. He asked me to not wear anything like that around him again or he might say something he would regret. What did he mean? I decided to find out. When they got home after dark I went out to greet them. I instantly had Bob's attention. I had on a very sheer baby doll pj's that tied at the neck otherwise open in front. It hid nothing my nipples and bush were in plain sight. Bob's comment was he'd be in in a few minutes, he had to talk to us.
I was about to find out what he meant. He came in the kitchen which was well lit. He started talking about sex and wife swapping and asked if we were interested. We agreed to a future date potential. Then he asked if he could look at my breasts bare. We agreed so he took my top and pulled it back off my breasts and looked them over. Then he asked if he could feel them. We agreed and he felt me out well. Good enough that I sucked my breath audibly. Then he asked if considering we had agreed to a wife swap could he fuck me then. With that my husband and I excused ourselves for a private discussion.
Now I had some explaining to do. I hadn't been with anyone since Mike. That was a year and a half. Bud had seen me topless in panties but nothing more. I told my husband about a phone call I had received from Bob after he had been over helping with the washer. I was curious about what he meant. My husband asked me if I wanted to let Bob fuck me. I said I honestly didn't care if I did or didn't. We finally decided that I would do it and returned to the kitchen.
Bob led me to the bedroom and didn't waste any time removing my panties and laying me down. He climbed on top and entered my but went limp quickly. He went to the bathroom and peed then returned. Again he entered me and shortly went limp.
Same thing again. In fact 6 times. When he was in the bathroom I went out to talk to my husband and told him what was happening. I still had my top on. We had been trying for 45 minutes and he hadn't shot his load yet.
About that time Bob came out of the bathroom and I went back to bed with him. I told him he could try once more but that his going limp was making me sore. No surprise he went limp again.
One day the washing machine had an issue. My husband was going to fix it. Don't remember what was wrong with it but where it was located he needed help moving it out to work on it. He called one of the guys he worked with to come help him.
I didn't think anything about it and was out mowing the grass in my bikini when he arrived. Nothing was said even though we talked as I stopped for a drink. I did notice he checked me out.
I never thought anymore about it until probably 8 or 9 months later. One evening my husband borrowed the neighbors boat and he and Bob went fishing. While they were gone I got to thinking about a phone call I had gotten from Bob a couple of days after he had seen me in my bikini. He asked me to not wear anything like that around him again or he might say something he would regret. What did he mean? I decided to find out. When they got home after dark I went out to greet them. I instantly had Bob's attention. I had on a very sheer baby doll pj's that tied at the neck otherwise open in front. It hid nothing my nipples and bush were in plain sight. Bob's comment was he'd be in in a few minutes, he had to talk to us.
I was about to find out what he meant. He came in the kitchen which was well lit. He started talking about sex and wife swapping and asked if we were interested. We agreed to a future date potential. Then he asked if he could look at my breasts bare. We agreed so he took my top and pulled it back off my breasts and looked them over. Then he asked if he could feel them. We agreed and he felt me out well. Good enough that I sucked my breath audibly. Then he asked if considering we had agreed to a wife swap could he fuck me then. With that my husband and I excused ourselves for a private discussion.
Now I had some explaining to do. I hadn't been with anyone since Mike. That was a year and a half. Bud had seen me topless in panties but nothing more. I told my husband about a phone call I had received from Bob after he had been over helping with the washer. I was curious about what he meant. My husband asked me if I wanted to let Bob fuck me. I said I honestly didn't care if I did or didn't. We finally decided that I would do it and returned to the kitchen.
Bob led me to the bedroom and didn't waste any time removing my panties and laying me down. He climbed on top and entered my but went limp quickly. He went to the bathroom and peed then returned. Again he entered me and shortly went limp.
Same thing again. In fact 6 times. When he was in the bathroom I went out to talk to my husband and told him what was happening. I still had my top on. We had been trying for 45 minutes and he hadn't shot his load yet.
About that time Bob came out of the bathroom and I went back to bed with him. I told him he could try once more but that his going limp was making me sore. No surprise he went limp again.
