Memoir Of A Married Woman

(Angie's thoughts)
As good as my first experience with Wilson was, the second time around on the evening and early morning hours of last weekend were even better. And Alex wasn’t even there to witness the great sex. The sensations of being penetrated repeatedly, in both conventional and unconventional manner, and of watching Wilson explode all over my stomach and breasts in his climax, are wonderful memories. My recollection to Alex Sunday morning left him silently amused if somewhat speechless because of my admission of having done something with Wilson on only our second encounter in bed that Alex and I experienced only once in our entire 30 year relationship. I’ve replayed the scenario to him a few times in our love making since, and marvel that he does not seem jealous at all. That fact alone draws me closer to him. He is all about my pleasure and enjoyment in this three-way thing we have going, and I have to say I think I am the luckiest woman I know right now.

My love life with Alex is hotter and more passionate than ever. I have recently taken it up a notch by telling Alex what I am going to do, or ask Wilson to do rather, the next time Wilson and I are in bed.

But let’s flashback here to last Saturday evening.

Alex and I decided to go downtown to explore some of the new up scale bars that have recently opened and added a real night life to our mid size city. Wilson was leaving for a one week vacation in Aruba the next morning and stopped by our house as Alex and I were getting ready for the evening. He came to say bye and leave his house keys so we could keep an eye on it while he was away. I asked him if he had any plans for the evening and he said he was meeting up with a lady friend that he has been conversing with through the internet. Hearing this I felt a stab in my stomach (was I a little bit jealous?), but quickly recovered to express how very happy I was for him. He mentioned that the date was just an introductory meet and greet for a couple hours. I told him Alex and I would be downtown for the evening if he cared to join us later for a drink. Wilson took down my cell phone number and said he would call if he became free.

Later in the evening Alex and I were finishing our meal at a nice little Mexican restaurant in the city when my cell phone rang. It was Wilson. He asked if Alex and I would like to meet him for drinks. I told him we were just finishing our meal and were deciding where to go next. We agreed on the little sushi bar one block away. I went from a perfectly relaxed and content feeling spending time with my husband to a rage of excitement filling my body.

Once at the sushi bar we shared a round of drinks before deciding to step outside into the little patio that overlooks a gently flowing waterway. Wilson got a call from the young woman he went out with earlier. Her plans after their date had changed, and she was wondering if he wanted to meet her and a girlfriend at one of the new hot spots around the corner. Wilson asked if Alex and I were interested in meeting her, and we said yes. I was interested in meeting her because Wilson spoke about her when we were having drinks, and it sounded like he was open to something developing between them.

Wilson introduced everyone, and in a short time we were all sitting along the bar. Both women sat to the right of Wilson; I sat to his left, and Alex sat to my left. Alex and I tried to converse with Wilson and the women but at times it was difficult because of the seating arrangement at the bar, so Alex and I carried on just between the two of us. As Wilson was focusing his attention on the women he periodically placed his hand on my thigh and gave me a squeeze, maybe to reassure me that he knew I was still there, I don’t know, but it I felt a sense of contentment and happiness that he was spending this time with his new acquaintance with me by his side. I spoke quietly to Alex about Wilson’s divided attention, and we both smiled at each other and kissed passionately. We didn’t realize we were being watched; Wilson’s lady friend saw this and was amazed that we were so into each other, commenting to everyone that the loving relationship that Alex and I apparently have is something she wants.

Just before the bar was to close the women departed, which left us “ three amigos” still sitting and finishing up our drinks. The three of us walked out and as Alex and I were in the process of saying good bye to Wilson I surprised myself and Alex. I actually asked Wilson if I could go home with him. The two men looked at each other and Alex gave him an approving nod. As Wilson and I rode home I could feel this sense of pleasure traveling through my body.

When we arrived at his home we went directly upstairs to his bedroom. I couldn’t wait to be with him again and undressed quickly. He rocked me hard but with a little more gentleness than the last time and not as many words spoken. We were just enjoying the ride that was so pleasurable to both of us, and for a brief moment we tried anal penetration. It was a sensation that I wasn’t sure I liked. I had tried it once before many years ago with Alex, and knew from then it was not one of my preferred ways of exchanging physical pleasure, but I was in the moment with Wilson and wanted to please him. Wilson said it was something he never tried before either. Hmmmm.

Wilson had an early plane to catch just hours away, so we stopped our play and rested. He had a sense that I didn’t want to leave and asked me if I wanted to stay. Without hesitation I said “yes”.

We spent the time we had left sleeping lightly. I would awake just to look at him, and to touch his peaceful body. An hour before Wilson had to leave for the airport we had the most wonderful fucking. I actually came four times all over his cock as he was fucking me (which has never happened with Alex before). Wilson pulled out of me just in time to shoot a fountain of cum all over my stomach and breasts. He covered me. We embraced and he commented on what great sex we have together. And we do…..

The morning continued with Wilson leaving for the airport and me going home next door to jump into bed with Alex. Alex actually fell asleep when he got home that evening and didn’t even realize I stayed the night at Wilson’s. He was very pleased when I told him, and more so when I described the wonderful encounter.

As I’m writing this post Wilson is still away on vacation, and Alex and I are starting to get ready for our date tonight. We are going to a Lifestyle club up by the Massachusetts/New Hampshire shore that Alex has spoken about in a previous post. I am excited to meet those couples who have emailed us through the club’s website and invited us to meet them!

(Alex's comments)

Angie’s continued exploration of her sexual freedom has resulted in a change in her that is ever so subtle, but perceptible to me; and I find this change alluring and becoming of her. She has expressed her own realization that she feels like she has more zest, feels sexier, and uncovered a level of self confidence she never knew she had before. Her relationship with Wilson is clearly central to this new found energy, but she has also graciously acknowledge that all this is only possible as a result of my desire to encourage her to explore new outlets and this side of her nature. I am happy and thrilled for her…and quite a bit turned on. The outcomes we are both experiencing are exactly what I had hoped for.


As Angie mentioned, the three of us connected downtown that Saturday evening after Wilson was free from another engagement. I was impressed that Angie had the confidence to ask Wilson to take her home, in my presence, as the evening out on the town for the three of us wrapped up. For his part Wilson was comfortable enough to happily accept. I am seeing a rapid maturation in this three-way relationship. We express ourselves honestly with each other, and there is the natural flexibility of a high quality dynamic. I find the relationship particularly appealing in that everyone has thus far been sensitive enough to maintain mutual respect, and keep it feeling special. Angie sometimes expresses that she feels like she is in a dream because it is so….unreal.

Despite our enjoyment of this interlude in our life, Angie and I are realistic enough about this pathway that we have had several deep conversations concerning the evolution of this dynamic with Wilson. This has included the more mundane but critical details of handling the private and public face of this affair, what depths of emotional investment are possible without unnecessary entanglements and drama, as well as the health care of everyone involved. We have included Wilson in the early parts of these discussions, so he is on board, but I think Angie will explore these things with him in more detail to assure everyone’s expectations are on the same level. One of the most important things we must bear in mind is that Wilson is a young and vital guy who has his life before him, and opportunities will come his way to develop his own lasting relationship with that special someone. We hope he one day has what we have; although we couldn’t and wouldn’t necessarily push The Lifestyle. He can enjoy it with us as long as he, Angie and I are happy with it, and it doesn’t interfere with him finding his own true love. I know that we will be supporting him, especially Angie, who is a very, very, deep reservoir of human compassion, and wellspring of love. Wilson will come to know Angie as a very good friend, and in truth, the deeper benefits of his relationship with her will not necessarily be only the sex, but the support and confidential trust he can place in her. This has been my experience with Angie, and she is like this with all of those she cares about.