One of the very first fantasies I ever shared with my husband was that I wanted to be tied up, blindfolded and used by a stranger. Hubby, being the wonderful, perfect man he is, enthusiastically agreed to help make it happen.
The very next day, I happened to get a message from a redditor who lives near us. Perfect timing. I handle all our communication, so I ask if he’s available that night, and then tell him [my plan](https://i.imgur.com/8lgN49Q.jpg). He hesitantly (?) agrees to help us out.
I then passed him on to hubby, who handled the rest of the planning.
That night, hubby takes me upstairs and we start fooling around a bit, just to set the mood. He knows just how to get me going, so right when I got the point where I was ready to be fucked, he says no and started tying me up. [This](https://i.imgur.com/IuR8K4H.jpg) is how he wants our guest to find me.
This was still towards the beginning of our swinging, so I was [definitely nervous](https://i.imgur.com/MThGy1P.jpg), but hubby says I need to keep my [legs spread](https://i.imgur.com/2TS3tNt.jpg) for our guest. Well, I don’t want to be rude! Despite my nerves, hopefully you can tell by my smile how excited I was to oblige.