TL;DR A pushing 60 widower tells you about how a pool party and cookout leads to a discussion about swapping with friends. We later enjoyed a full swap and my late wife enjoyed some time with the female in the couple as well.
TL;DR 2 This is another abnormally long story. Hope you enjoy it though!
Anna and I had always been sexually compatible. I’m a non-religious guy, but the only way I can describe our sexual chemistry is with the word “blessing.” It was a blessing that I met someone who not only was on the same page with me relationship wise, but also definitely sexually. Long before we got together she’d tell me about her sexploits, totally openly, and I didn’t find it off putting whatsoever. In fact, if anything I was intrigued and it turned me on; it’s not like she was sleeping around and hated herself for it. No, rather she was sleeping around and enjoyed almost every experience immensely. I was always one who was open to new sexual experiences, so Anna being a sexual person attracted her to me even more. She’d asked me early on if I’d mind if she slept with other guys; the cuckold thing wasn’t for me (and still isn’t) so I offered an alternative. What if we swapped with another couple or an “exclusive” group of couples? Anna was into that idea very much, but after she got pregnant and we had our first kid — the idea fell by the wayside, well, at least in the short term it did.