Free Marriage Experiment Gone Wrong by J.W. McKenna

Marriage experiment
    gone wrong
     
    By J.W. McKenna
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Other books by J.W. McKenna:
     
    Out of Control 1 & 2 (anthologies)
    Office Slave, Office Slave II: El Exposed
    Stripped & Abused
    Controlled!
    Sold Into Slavery
    Boarding School Slave
    Tied & Branded
    The Politician’s Wife
    My Husband’s Daddy
    My Wife’s Master
    Torn Between Two Masters
    Darkest Hour
    Corruption of an Innocent Girl
    The Sex Slave Protocols
    Secretary’s Punishment
    The Abduction of Isobelle
    Starlet’s Fall
    Joanna’s Surrender
    Slave to the Firm
    She Couldn’t Say No
    Lara’s Submission
    Remedial Sybian Training
    Trailer Park Tramp
    Her Personal Assistant
    Kyla’s Basic Training
    The Cheater
    Training Bra
    Two Girls in Trouble
    Punish the Slaves
    Landlord Ladies
    Trained in Two Weeks
    Nude in New Zombieville
    Eighteeen & Desperate
    The Tutor’s Dilemma
    Be Careful What You Wish For: A Cuckold’s Story
    The Advantages of Marrying a Cuckold
     
    Copyright, 2013, J.W. McKenna Publishing. All rights reserved. May not be reprinted without written permission from the author.
     
     
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    It was just supposed to be the one time. We were experimenting, that’s all. Diane and I had been married twenty-one years, our kids were both out of the house and we wanted to spice up our marriage a little.
    I’m Bob Stewart, my wife is Diane. I’m forty-five, she’s a year younger. I would consider myself to be average – average in height, brown hair, brown eyes – but Diane is gorgeous. She’s about five-four, blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes and a kind heart. She’s a doll and I’m madly in love with her. Sure, she’s put on some weight since we’ve been married, but she’s given me two wonderful kids and I couldn’t be happier. Well, except for this nagging fetish I’ve had for years.
    I had always had a fantasy about a man who was more endowed than I am, making love to my wife. I can’t explain why it excited me – it just did. I never shared that with Diane, of course – not until after the kids were gone and we were all alone. Then, for some reason, it resurfaced, stronger than ever.
    I can remember the shocked looked on her face when I suggested it. I had been drinking – we both had – and it just kind of slipped out. We had been talking about “what were we going to do now” and all that. Diane had suggested we drive around the country in a motor home and I wanted to go to Europe, but with two kids in college we were fooling ourselves. We couldn’t afford to do any of those things for a few more years, at least.
    “We should do something different,” she said. “We’ve been stuck in a rut for too long.”
    “Like what,” I responded, “become swingers?”
    She had stared at me before bursting out laughing. “I think we’re about ten years too late for that stuff! No one wants a pudgy middle-aged woman!”
    “You look beautiful to me,” I said and took another drink of my scotch. I should’ve been more circumspect. But I had had those fantasies for years and suddenly, in my semi-drunken state, this seemed like the ideal time to share them. “You aren’t ‘pudgy’ at all. I think any man would lust after you. Hell, I’d love to see you with another man.”
    Had I just said that out loud? I asked myself. Judging from Diane’s expression, I had.
    “What? You’d want me to cheat on you?”
    Shit! But my drunken tongue wouldn’t let me stop . “It’s not cheating if I’m there.”
    “Wait – you’d want to watch me cheat on you?” She was incredulous.
    “Forget it. It’s just me being a little drunk.”
    “No, you don’t get out of this so easily. Where does this come from?”
    “I don’t know. It’s just a fantasy I’ve had since I was younger. Forget it.”
    “You’ve had a fantasy of sharing your wife?”
    “Or girlfriend, like back when I was in college.”
    “Did you ever…?”
    I shrugged. “Once. I had this girl, I forget her