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My beautiful wife has been fucking other men, at my request, for over eleven years, and our relationship has blossomed because of it. She gets a real thrill out of flirting with a perfect stranger and then picking him up for an evening of steamy sex-and I reap the rewards when it is over. Recently she has been fucking my best friend. Anthony and I have known each other for several years, and we work together.
It all started one Friday night, with Gina taking great care to dress just as I like her to. Her perky tits were put on display in a lacy red push-up bra that emphasized her nice cleavage. The matching garter belt and skimpy red bikini panties emphasized her great figure, and the black, filmy, high-quality nylons were neatly attached to garters. Black four-inch heels accentuated her great legs, and the red leather miniskirt barely covered her stocking tops as she walked. In fact, the dark bands were visible through the slit in the back of her skirt. Her filmy blouse was without buttons and could open to show off her tits.
After a nice dinner, we went to our favorite bar and, as is our custom, split up for the evening. Gina perched on her stool and let the already short skirt slip up her stocking-clad thighs until she could flash any selected male and give him a very interesting shot of her lovely legs. Within moments a cute young guy was at her side and telling her all kinds of lies to get her into bed.
Anthony appeared out of the crowd, and I bought him a beer as he surveyed the scene. Suddenly he saw Gina and the guy trying to get in her pants, who now had his hand up her skirt in a very obvious way. Anthony asked me what was going on, so I told him about our open marriage.