One Simple Trick My Husband Used to Get Me to Agree to a Threesome

Beautiful brunette in boudoir scenery with laptop and gramophone

Although our mar­riage had its ups and downs, my hus­band and I were finally in a bet­ter place. Once we stretched out and started enjoy­ing our new home, far away from his par­ents, life was superb. Our sex life hit an uptick that, like fine wine and my older man, just got bet­ter with time.

Kee­gan had just accepted a new posi­tion with a sig­nif­i­cantly higher salary, but with the down­side that he would be required to travel for up to two weeks at a time. I was not at all crazy about the travel aspect of his new posi­tion, but the grat­i­fi­ca­tion he received from being rec­og­nized for his value and integrity was worth it.  It’s sim­ply not a type of ful­fill­ment I can give to him, but what I could give to him was my encour­age­ment to take the posi­tion and to hit the ground running.

With him gone for a week-long busi­ness trip, I had a lot to think about. We had just made the deci­sion to try swing­ing for the first time, and before he left, he had asked me to make a list of some of my wildest fan­tasies. But my biggest fear was that my list of fan­tasies would cause issues, drudg­ing up the past, like that I acci­den­tally cheated on him with a man named Brian just before our wed­ding, for exam­ple. For what­ever rea­son, that made me incred­i­bly shy to fully dis­close my true desires. To my sur­prise, Kee­gan was very per­sis­tent, prob­a­bly because it had been quite a while since he’d been able to enjoy the ben­e­fits of a swinger lifestyle, and because he really wanted to share that with me, to lead me and guide me through it with him, as he should.

A few hours after he left for the air­port, I received an e-mail from him. He was sit­ting at the gate wait­ing for take­off. The sub­ject line read, “Nego­ti­a­tion: Ini­tial Offer­ing.”  Inter­est­ing con­cept, I thought. The e-mail read:

Vivian,

I thought it might be eas­ier for you to open up to me here, when we’re both kind of hid­ing behind our screens. You have noth­ing to worry about and that includes any­thing in the past. We both made mis­takes that have been for­given. We’ve moved on from those mis­takes, so let’s have fun with this. I can’t wait to be between your legs again, but since it’ll be a while, I’ll set­tle for that list of fantasies.

If it helps, I’ll start by telling you mine.

My favorite fan­tasy is of us with another woman. My sec­ond favorite fan­tasy would be—and please don’t be alarmed by this—to watch you have sex with another man. So tell me lover, what are your top two favorite fan­tasies that we can work on to make a reality?

Hope­fully you don’t find that all too strange. I love you, Viv.

Talk soon,

Kee­gan

I was floored. His three­some fan­tasy didn’t sur­prise, but the sec­ond one did. After I cheated on him with Brian, we made love that same night and it seemed like he was really turned on by the fact that I had been with another man. I didn’t think any­thing of it at the time, but now it kind of made sense. Lit­tle did he know that I fan­ta­sized about a three­some, too, except in my mind, it was me, Kee­gan, and another man.

The smile on my face couldn’t get any big­ger! As I thought care­fully about my response to Kee­gan, my mind ran wild with images of us and another man in the bed­room. This had always been my wildest fan­tasy and to think that my amaz­ing hus­band wanted me to enjoy it as well was exhil­a­rat­ing. Life couldn’t get any sweeter.

I called up my best friend Laura and explained the sce­nario to her. She was not only amazed, but jeal­ous. “AJ would never go for any­thing like that. Of course he’s nowhere near as mature as Kee­gan, so in that respect, I’m jeal­ous that your older man is so well versed,” said Laura, adding, “But at least my hus­band still has all his hair.” We both had a good laugh.

I hung up the phone and imme­di­ately started doing some research.  If I was really going to nego­ti­ate this with Kee­gan over e-mail, I wanted to do it right so that every­thing was fair and no one got hurt. This was it…we were really going to become swingers.

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About Vivian

I am 26 and my husband 45. At first, our friendship existed mostly online. I was actually helping my now husband with his dating profile when it dawned on me that he was exactly what I was looking for in a perfect life partner. So, I asked him out and we have been together ever since. We now have two daughters together and everyone that knows us will tell you that they simply can’t imagine us apart, and neither can we. I’m no stranger to May-December relationships—my father was 71 and my mother was 33 when I was born. I have never dated a guy my own age. Anything less than 10 years older than me just seems wrong, and frankly, it doesn’t even turn me on in the slightest bit to think about it. It’s actually a turn-off. After going through relationships with a few rich older men, I finally settled down with my husband. I’m sure there were people waging bets on how quickly our marriage would fall apart, but we’re determined to prove them all wrong.