Why My Rich, Older Husband Was So Excited to See Another Man Seduce Me

Romantic couple

It was 6 o’clock on a Sat­ur­day night. I was hur­ry­ing to get ready for our big night out. The kids were with the sit­ter down­stairs while my hus­band, Kee­gan, was get­ting the address of the restau­rant and mak­ing sure the reser­va­tions were made. I was ner­vous, very nervous.

You see, over the past few weeks we had decided to finally try swing­ing for the first time and had been talk­ing to sev­eral cou­ples and sin­gle men. We were finally plan­ning to go out for din­ner with one cou­ple. This first meet­ing would be the begin­ning of what we hoped would become a very ful­fill­ing friend­ship. No pres­sure, right? We chose very selec­tively and planned every­thing ahead of time to max­i­mize the most of our night.

Kee­gan and I kissed the kids good­bye and off we went—we were headed down­town. I had but­ter­flies as we pulled out of the dri­ve­way, think­ing about all of the pos­si­ble sce­nar­ios ahead of us tonight.

Are you ready for this?” Kee­gan asked while plac­ing his hand on my inner thigh.

I’m ready for any­thing! I shaved, I have condoms—”

Whoa, whoa there cowgirl…you really are excited, aren’t you? I love it,” he said with a chuckle. “Tonight we will prob­a­bly just get to know this cou­ple and what they’re about. It’s not expected that we will be hav­ing sex with them tonight. In fact, the chem­istry would really have to be great for that to hap­pen so quickly between four adults,” he said as he rubbed my thigh.

Oh, I know. But I just wanted to be pre­pared for any­thing,” I said, grinning.

I’m really happy that you are tak­ing so well to this, Viv. I was wor­ried that with our past his­to­ries, it would be an issue, but you’re being a real trooper about this and that makes me happy,” Kee­gan said as he kissed my hand. I smiled back at him.

We arrived fairly quickly at the upscale restau­rant. The valet parked our car as we entered the estab­lish­ment. “We have a reser­va­tion under Kee­gan,” I said to the hostess.

Ah, yes! Your guests this evening have already arrived. Right this way,” she said, smil­ing. I was so ner­vous by that time that I stopped the host­ess and asked her to show me the restroom first. I needed a sec­ond to col­lect myself. I quickly dis­ap­peared into the bath­room while Kee­gan went into the din­ing area to intro­duce himself.

He did so with such con­fi­dence and ease. I returned to the host­ess’ sta­tion and she directed me to our table. As I walked towards them, the hus­band of the other cou­ple, Bill, locked eyes with me and began to stand up. As he did, Kee­gan took his queue and also stood up. Kee­gan intro­duced me to Bill and Paula as I sat down. We chat­ted for some time through din­ner and dessert. After dessert, we started order­ing drinks as the con­ver­sa­tion just flowed.

We decided to do some­thing as a four­some, so we headed up to Mount Wash­ing­ton, which over­looks the city. As we walked up to the look­out, Bill held out is arm for me to take. I dis­tinctly remem­ber look­ing at Kee­gan, almost ask­ing per­mis­sion with the look on my face. Kee­gan nod­ded and smiled as he walked along­side Paula onto the look­out deck. I was excited to be so close to Bill with Kee­gan and Paula nearby. It was a huge turn-on and both Kee­gan and Bill could def­i­nitely tell.

This would be the first of many vis­its with this cou­ple, who would even­tu­ally come to pop my cherry as a new­bie to the swing­ing lifestyle. We as a cou­ple had just crossed a small hur­dle by dip­ping our toe into what seems to be an ocean of possibilities.

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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.