I've been married to my wife, Jane, for more than ten years. We've both got good, well paid jobs so money is not a problem.

I love Jane with all my heart and I know she loves me. We still have a good sex life but I suppose the best way to describe it is `predictable`. Of course we've tried all sort of things and we've got a cupboard full of sex toys. But, somehow the sex, like most married couples I suppose, has lost something.

We've always had the ability to discuss our problems openly. So one night we sat down, with a bottle of wine, and decided, somewhat apprehensively, that we would both like to try another partner, but to do this together as a couple. So we decided to try a sex club.

I found one easily enough on the net and we went. The whole thing was a total disaster, from the sleazy premises to the sleazy, unattractive people. We took one look and made our exit. The sex club avenue abandoned. Or so we thought.

By sheer coincidence I was out for a drink with a colleague who was being seconded to America for a year. At the end of the night he handed me a very expensive looking card with no name just a gold embossed telephone number. He laughed when he handed it to me and said that I might find it interesting.

And so, after a lot of phone calls, believe it or not a lot of form filling and a eye watering amount of money changing hands we found ourselves at a beautiful country house, set in it's own grounds down an isolated lane.

We were greeted by a charming couple in their mid forties who explained the rules. All `activities`, as they called them, where confined to upstairs. If a door was locked then the people inside wanted their privacy. If however a door was unlocked that meant you were invited in. You must be fully dressed before moving rooms. No photography was permitted. Condoms were freely available in every room. All `activities` must be with the free will of all participants, coercion would not be tolerated.

So, with a great deal of apprehension, we entered the downstairs lounge. And, it was nothing like we had expected. No boob display, no thigh high boots or micro skirts. Just a group of conservatively, dressed people having a quiet drink in a beautifully furnished house. To be honest, after all the money I'd paid, I was a little bit disappointed. We helped ourselves to wine and made some small talk. Nothing sexual, no innuendos, nothing appertaining to what might, or might not, be going on upstairs.

I thought Jane would break my hand, she gripped it so tightly, as we climbed the stairs. My hand too was shaking as I turned the knob on the first door we came to. At this point I can only describe that given this situation for the first time your first reaction, stupid as it may sound, is to say sorry, as if you've walked in on someone having sex, and turn around and close the door. Inside the room was brightly lit. A naked woman was suspended in some sort of chair. A dildo, at the end of a piston like rod, was moving in and out of her, a man, equally naked, operated it's speed. The woman was moaning loudly and, obviously, in the throes of an orgasm. Other people were sat on chairs, watching. One guy was masturbating. While another was on his knees his head between the outstretched legs of a girl who looked barely legal. We stood, like two dorks, gobsmacked, red faced, still holding hands.

Another room was like an internet pornography site. Lots of people doing equally bizarre things. We didn't have the nerve to join in, so we just stood there, quietly, and watched, open mouthed.

The next room was the most crowded. In complete darkness, except for a bright, inset ceiling light which highlighted a sort of make shift, closet. Sitting on a chair was the most beautiful Chinese girl, in her early twenties. Somehow, in the darkness, I felt more at ease, less embarrassed I suppose. Then, as I was wondering what it was all about, a large penis came through a hole in the wall beside her. It was like watching a truly, artful performance. She started by teasing the cock with a long fingernail, running it down it's length, which seemed to go on forever. Then, this beautiful creature, pulled back the end and very gently began to lick. You could hear a pin drop except for the moans behind the wall. When she finally took the head there was an explosion of cum which filled her mouth. More cocks followed eagerly, some too far gone so they exploded at the first touch, spurting their load over her. To watch this lovely, innocent looking girl being somehow defiled in this way was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. I was bone hard.

Something compelled me to look at Jane and she was staring transfixed, eyes wide teeth biting down on her bottom lip. When the girl eventually stood up there was a ripple of subdued applause. Then the most amazing thing happened. Jane released her grip on my hand and walked, almost like a zombie, to the chair. When the first cock appeared she took it eagerly, her cheeks sinking in as she sucked, hand moving up and down it's length. More followed, it's difficult to describe my feelings, jealousy, yes but a tremendous excitement I'd never felt before. And then suddenly the Chinese girl was back kneeling in front of Jane. Jane, eyes closed, busily sucking, looked startled as the girls hands went up her skirt. But then, with a sort of wanton abandonment, she lifted herself up and allowed her to pull down her pants. How I didn't cum I will never know. But, Jane did, moaning loudly, as the head moved between her legs. The applause was louder this time.

We only just made it to an empty bathroom. I'm afraid I locked the door, old habits, and we virtually ripped off one another's clothes. We didn't have sex. We fucked, standing up, like we hadn't fucked in years.

I can't wait for next month. This time I intend leaving the door open.