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I have been obsessed with sex for much of my life. Unfortunately, it has not translated into a fulfilling sex life. My first wife divorced me because I wanted us to swing. While I was single I had sex with many women but found dating to be a nuisance, until I met Janice.I am convinced that she is my soulmate, yet she has not been very interested in sex over the years that we have been together. She was not frigid, she just seemed ambivalent about sex; rarely initiating more than hugging and kissing which she clearly loved. Until recently, that is.For the past few years, I have experienced ED and have found that little blue pills are only moderately helpful and have unpleasant side effects on me. We have adapted our sex life around oral and manual play which we find to be quite good. Together we discovered her G spot. Now Jan can be brought to orgasm that way and so can I.But, recently Jan sat me down and informed me that she planned to take a lover. Given my condition, my first reaction was insecurity and anger. Given our ages, I expected the worst to come from her getting fucked by another man; I’m seventy-five; she is a very attractive fifty. To lose her would be a disaster for me.She also made it clear that she was not asking permission; she is a modern adult female. She brought this man into our home, made me have dinner with them, then fucked him in our marriage bed. I slept in the guest bedroom that night.The next day Jan expressed remorse for her callousness and promised to make it up to me. When she gave me the gory details of their sex, I became so aroused that I got hard enough to fuck her for the first time in months. Her heartfelt assurance of her love for me helped me to accept her extra-curricular ideas.I became obsessed with images of them fucking. In fact, I brought izmit escort bayan the subject up so many times that she accused me of wanting a repeat performance. She was right. Somehow, her next impromptu meeting turned into an all-night, pot-smoking gang-bang with two black dudes.I became somewhat paranoid hearing about the wonders of big black cocks. But, at the same time, couldn’t get the image from my mind. I half expected her to come home with a spade tattoo on her ankle or some other part of her body and I began to suspect that our marriage was in trouble.Then came Tom. She met him on a weekend field trip and came home singing his praises. He is the guy; he is going to be her fuck-buddy and my golf buddy from now on. She described their two nights of sexual abandon and informed me that I would be invited to play golf at his country club near us. Sure enough, a couple of days later he called. Jan took her phone into the bedroom for about ten minutes; then, looking a little flustered, returned and handed it to me.We had a pleasant if restrained conversation; and the next Saturday found us on the first tee. Tom charmed me from the beginning. He talked about the couple that he serviced for years until the wife became ill and died. He is still friends with the widower, though the man’s new wife knows nothing about their past. He is a decent golfer and seems a decent individual.By the time we finished and were having a drink in the bar, I believed he is just the mentor that I hoped for. I quickly became convinced that he is not a threat to my marriage; quite the contrary, he assures me that my sex life will improve greatly. I invited him for dinner that night, at Jan’s insistence, of course; though I bet he had already been asked.My cock was semi-erect for most of the afternoon, izmit eve gelen escort but Jan resisted my advances saying that we should save it for later. Releasing the built-up tension will make everything more exciting later. I was too invested to complain. She looked beautiful and sexy when she finished dressing for the evening; no underwear was apparent.Jan answered the door while I sat sipping wine in the den. His arm was around her waist when they entered. I stood; we shook hands. I had just spent several hours with this man earlier, yet this situation seemed to demand formality. It was almost like I was a father meeting his daughter’s boyfriend for the first time.She gave him the house tour which took quite a while. I had ample time to pour wine, load a tray with hors d’oeuvres and return to the den before they appeared, arm in arm looking a bit guilty. She was barefoot.The worm of jealousy was just beginning to enter my gut when Tom broke off the embrace and took the proferred drink. Jan took her glass and gave me a hug and a kiss. Her tongue briefly probed my ear. She then took Tom’s hand and led him to the sofa. After sitting very close to him, she patted the seat opposite him for me to join them.Tom put his arm along the sofa back behind Jan and leaned in for a toast. As we clinked glasses he said, “Ben, you are a lucky man to have such a beautiful, sexy, loving wife and I am lucky to be welcomed into your menage.” He placed his glass on the coffee table, then turned to Jan and they kissed passionately Their tongues probed each other’s mouths and his hand caressed her near-naked breast.Once again the jealousy monster reared his ugly head. I think I was more bothered by the intimate kisses than I would be seeing them fuck. His izmit otele gelen escort hand went into her blouse, clearly feeling her breast, directly now. “Ben, I am going to fuck your wife in front of you, and with your help, we are going to make her cum a lot. Can we see these beautiful breasts that I am holding?While I worked Jan’s buttons, he placed his hand on her thigh. She responded by opening her legs, inviting it higher. I slipped her blouse off her shoulders. Her nipples were hard as pebbles. She placed her hand on my cheek and turned to kiss me. “Thank you, darling. This is perfect,” she whispered to me. She then closed her eyes and sighed as Tom and I each took a nipple into our mouths. My heart was pounding in my chest.“She came to us with a bare pussy, Ben, and it is very wet. Come, touch it with me.” Tom said to me. His hand was under Jan’s dress. “Caress her clit while I fuck her with my fingers. We’ll make her cum now.” I looked at her but her eyes were still closed and her hand was grasping Tom’s cock through his pants. Her knees were even further apart.I reached down and pulled the hem of her skirt up until her pussy was exposed. Tom had two fingers in her and his thumb was touching her clit. Shortly there was a mouth on each nipple, two fingers in her cunt and my second finger lightly stroking her clit. She grabbed my head to her breast; Tom moved up to kiss her while I slid my other hand under her ass and held it which I know she loves.It was all too much; she screamed, “Oh my god! You’re going to make me cum!” as loud as I have ever heard and came, flooding our hands with her moisture. Never has she squirted in my time with her. Tom and I both hugged and praised her while she slowly recovered. I had a big wet spot in my pants.We ate a light repast, mostly finger food eaten while standing. The aroma of Jan’s pussy on my hands added a special touch to the food. While we ate Jan moved back and forth kissing us and squeezing our cocks. I opened the second bottle of wine, watching them make out. I had to admit that they made a handsome couple.