We got married twenty one months ago. My wife started to talk about having a child.
"Not right away but we should start making plans." she said.
I already have a son that I am paying for from a previous relationship. I so enjoy being
free to do things together without the responsibility of another child. When I gave her this
long excuse and suggested we wait, she wasn't all that accepting.

A few nights later, she brought the subject up again. This time asking, "exactly what is it you want
to do before we start a family." I gave her an off the wall answer. An answer that would end the conversation.
"I want to get into wife swapping. To have an open marriage." She looked and acted as I had thought. Shocked!
I got up from the table and went into the TV room. Moments later she followed. "Lets talk about this." she said.
Turned out she didn't want an open marriage but would consider being together in wife swapping. Now I am
the one who is surprised. We stayed up beyond our normal bed time talking about it.

Two nights later, I brought home my newest buddy from work. I sat him down in the TV room while I went
to find her. She was in our laundry room. Dressed in t-shirt and jeans. In short, I told her I brought a
buddy home from work. I wanted her to change into something sexy and join us. He and his girlfriend are
nudist and have played with other couples. She walked out of the laundry room in front of me and turned left
to our bedroom. I went back to the TV room.

When she joined us she was wearing, a short dress that buttoned together up the front. Several of the bottom
buttons were left open. She sat next to me on the love seat, legs crossed, showing a lot of
her thighs. "So you are a nudist?" she asked. "How long did it take you to talk your girl into that."
That type of conversation went on for a short while. Then she stood up, un-buttoned the rest of her dress.
"Do you thing I could be a nudist?" she asked. Holding the dress open so her bra and panties came into full
view. "Oh yes," my buddy replied. Coming out of his seat and walking to her. He slid her dress
off her shoulders and tossed it to an empty chair. Then he started to kiss her while his hands roamed her body.
To my surprise, she didn't step back away from him. Her bra came off. Only then did she look my way for approval.