Alex And Mary

In the 1980s, I worked in the car trade at a dealership almost fifty miles away. The general manager was a guy called Alex. He was ten years older than me, but we got on like a house on fire.

I was married to my childhood sweetheart Karen and had one baby daughter at the time. Karen was a lovely brunette with large breasts and a figure to die for. Due to the distance between work and home, I didn’t socialise much with Alex and work people. I met Alex’s wife Mary numerous times; she was extremely friendly and flirty with all the salesmen. A silly rumour flew around the dealership that Alex and Mary were swingers and into wife swapping; I didn’t believe any of it.

As time went on, I started to get very close to Alex; he was a very dominant, larger than life character. He was a little overweight but very funny and could charm the birds out of the sky. Eventually, I took my wife Karen up to meet Alex and Mary and for a meal. The four of us got on brilliantly. This then led to numerous meals both at Alex’s and my house, fifty miles away as it was only an hours journey we all commutated after socialising.

After about a year, the dealership had a Christmas party at a local restaurant. I decided to go and stay with Karen at a local hotel, and Alex would hear none of it and insisted we stay over with him and Mary. The party was very jolly, and as taxis were involved, we all drank to excess. We arrived back from the party in the early hours of the morning and continued to drink. Alex then started larking about with Karen, grabbing her knees. She played along, and the two ended up wrestling on the settee. Mary was laughing, although I was a little concerned as I sensed my wife was not happy with events.

I recall Karen telling Alex to get off her as she laughed and pushed him off. Alex started telling her what a sexy lady she was, and he wanted to see her stocking tops. Karen was fighting to keep Alex’s hands from getting them up in her black cocktail dress. Mary then sits next to me and places her hand on my crotch. Alex now had his hand up Karen dress, and she was in part laughing, part fighting to get the invading hand from under her dress. Her dress was now up around her waist, and I could see her stocking and black lacy knickers. Alex’s hand was directly on Karen’s crotch rubbing.

The next part happened so quickly. Mary took my cock out of my trousers and started to suck it. Alex, at the same time, managed to work for his hand inside my wife’s panties. Alex had her pinned under him and was openly fingering her. She was still resisting and telling him to “Get off, oh for goodness sake, Alex, stop that” Karen also noticed what Mary was doing to me. Alex then started dragging Karen’s knickers off; she grabbed them a few times, resisting but finally, he had them off. Mary then straggles me on the settee, and I feel my very hard cock enter her tight pussy. Alex had his trouser down and cock out, closing in on my wife’s hairy exposed pussy. Then he was inside her with his arse moving up and down as his cock pounded the love of my life.

Karen seemed to be in a trance as Alex gave her a hard fucking. I remember it was surreal watching my boss’s bare arse in-between my wife’s stockinged legs. I eventually came in Mary in several long spurts, and Alex finished not long after came bareback in my wife’s pussy. Everybody was stunned by what had happened, but Mr personality Alex lightened the mood suggesting that he wasn’t offended that Karen had forced herself on him and her blaggard husband had fucked his wife. As Karen put her knickers back on, Alex grabbed her arse and said that was the best Christmas present he’s ever had. She seemed just to accept his hand on her bum and let him grope her.

As soon as we were in bed, I fucked Karen harder than I had in years. She seemed to be in a hyper state of arousal too. I was aware of the bed moving; I turned over to see Alex on top of Karen fucking her again. I pulled the sheet back and just observed and slowly wanked. I then thought fuck it, and went into Alex’s bedroom and shagged the arse off Mary.

Then started the most peculiar year of my life. On its face, we were an average middle-class couple with child; however, occasionally, we were swingers with Alex and Mary. It was odd to greet the two of them at the door for a dinner party, and within minutes watch Alex pull my wife’s dress or skirt up, bend her over a table or a settee and fuck her. Eating in a restaurant and knowing that he had his hand up her dress. We had a private box at the theatre, and during the play, Alex got on the floor, where no one could see him, and had his head between Karen’s legs, licking her pussy to orgasm.

We then decided to have a second child, and although Alex promised to be careful, the swinging stopped. There was one more incident that happened when Karen was about six months pregnant. Alex and Mary came around for dinner one Saturday evening. Alex couldn’t get over how sexy Karen looked in her maternity dress. He spent the evening propositioning Karen; he even stated that it had been a lifelong dream to fuck a pregnant MILF. In the end, Karen sat on the settee and let Alex pull her maternity dress up, kiss her pregnant tummy, take down her maternity knickers and fuck her hairy pussy again. That was the last time it happened. I was later offered a better job closer to home, took it, and eventually, normality returned to our lives. However, occasionally we do still role-play our evenings with Alex and Mary. I watch my cock disappearing into my lovely wife’s pussy thinking this is what it looked like when Alex’s cock was fucking my young wife’s hairy pussy.