Adultery A Swinging Odyssey by Pimanko-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Back in their stateroom, Gerald opened the bottle of wine and poured out three glasses.

"May we have more vacations like this one!" Gerald proclaimed.

"Cheers!" replied both Aiko and Bob.

Aiko and Gerald were already feeling the effects of the drinks they had at dinner. Unused to drinking alcoholic beverages, it didn't take much for them to become a little tipsy. The second bottle of wine made them even tipsier. The normally reticent Gerald became talkative, almost garrulous. In contrast, Aiko became quieter, more subdued.

The couple shared one weakness in common; at a certain point booze lowered their inhibitions. Early in their marriage, Gerald had discovered that a couple of glasses of red wine seemed to make Aiko more sexually receptive.

Gerald watched his wife closely. A half-hour later, he saw the signs; her inhibitions were dropping away. So were his.

Completely catching Aiko and Bob off-guard, Gerald slid his hand underneath his wife's blouse. A second later, he was massaging her breast.

"Gerald, what are doing?" she cried, stunned more by the suddenness of his action than by what he was actually doing.

Of course, her question was rhetorical. Her wine-addled brain seemed to undercut her ability to formulate her protest. To make matters worse, she liked the feel of his hand on her breast. Her body yearned for more of his touch. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the spark of a thought told her to stop. But the spark was soon extinguished and the thought remained unarticulated.

Gerald turned to his guest. "Are you attracted to my wife, Bob?" he blurted out.

'Oh my god,' Aiko thought confused and paralysed by the sudden tyurn of events. 'What's he doing? Where is this leading to?'

Aiko put her hand to her mouth. She still had enough presence of mind to be both embarrassed and confused. Her modesty made her fearful of what Bob might say but the effects of the wine, and her innate sensuality conspired against her. She wanted to hear the very words that might offend her modesty.

'I shouldn't know what I'd like to hear,' she mused giggling at her own contradictory thought.

"Oh-oh," Bob said as he watched the movement of Gerald's hand underneath Aiko's blouse, "I think somebody's had a bit too much to drink."

"That's not an answer, Bob," Gerald countered slightly slurring his words. "Don't be evasive."

Bob stared at Aiko, then glanced away. His gaze spoke volumes. Aiko saw his lust openly displayed in his eyes. Much to her own surprise, this knowledge caused her own loins to stir.

"You didn't answer my question, Bob," Gerald reminded him.

"Of course I am. She is a very beautiful and exciting woman," he finally answered.

"Do you find Bob attractive," Gerald questioned his wife.

Aiko blushed. "I would never cheat on you," she said evasively. She wanted to say yes.

"You didn't answer my question, hon."

"Yes," she finally murmured.

"I know," Gerald said, "I see it in your eyes." He changed the subject with a question. "What's the definition of cheating, Aiko"?

Bob didn't expect that question either. He was curious to see how Aiko answered it.

"In marriage, cheating is the act of deceiving one's spouse with the aim of having sex with someone outside their marriage."

Gerald continued. "So if there is consent, there's no deceit or deception. Isn't that right," Gerald asked. But he didn't wait for an answer. "Therefore, if a married person has the permission of his or her spouse to have sex with someone outside the marriage, it's not cheating. Right?"

"Y-yes, I guess so," she said hesitantly.

"So here's the situation. Bob is definitely attracted to you. You are attracted to Bob. Ergo, there is mutual attraction. Isn't that true? Be honest now."

"Yes," she said quietly, "I do find him attractive. Although he's older than we are, he's still fit, handsome, charming and very nice company."

Gerald took the plunge. "So if I, as your husband, consented to allow you, my wife, to have sex with Bob, it means you're not cheating. Right?"

"I-I guess so," Aiko stammered.

'Oh my god,' Aiko thought even more confused and startled by the situation. 'What does he think he's doing? Is he setting me up? Manoeuvring me into accepting another man's embrace? Is he inviting me to have sex with Bob? Or is he inviting Bob to have sex with me? Both?'

Her thoughts seemed to fly all over the place. She had never known her mind could be so tumultuous. She knew she was in a really weird situation. Her aroused libido played havoc with her usual persona as a reasoning, logical intellectual. Her brain pulled her in one direction, telling her what she just heard couldn't and shouldn't be happening. Her body, her sexual being, pulled her in the opposite direction.

Aiko was acutely aware that she was alone in a small room with two very horny men, her husband and a man they had only met recently. Aiko felt her arousal turn into lust.

"This is so weird. I feel so strange," Aiko said out loud.

Her hands felt sweaty. Her mouth was dry. She glanced at her husband trying to see if she missed some hidden meaning in his words. She looked at Bob, and saw his usual friendly demeanour replaced with an openly lustful leer.

Gerald saw the hesitation in his wife's face. He knew an internal conflict was raging inside his wife's mind between her everyday modesty on the one hand, and her awakened sexual desire on the other. While she was normally shy in the presence of other men, she wasn't the least bit shy in her sex life with Gerald. In fact, she could be very lusty. Gerald realized he could end the whole thing, right now, by appealing to her sense of modesty, or he could encourage her lustful nature to take its course.

Gerald made up his mind. "Relax, hon," he said softly. "I know a part of you says no, and another part says yes. We both love sex, hon; it's our nature. It's what we are. I want you to be at peace with your true sexual nature. You're a very sexual person. For this one evening, I want you to abandon all social restraint. I want you to immerse yourself completely into the pleasures of the flesh."

"Do you know what you're saying, Gerald? Are you sure?" she asked excitedly, breathlessly. "The two of us have a good thing going just between the two of us. I don't want to risk losing you and everything we've built together."

"We won't lose a thing," Gerald replied. "I promise. We've talked about swinging; now you've a chance to actually try it."

"And what are you going to do if Bob and I, you know...." She couldn't say the words.

Bob followed the exchange with enormous interest. While they were talking, he moved to sit next to Aiko.

"Fuck," said Gerald completing the sentence. "We'll cross that bridge when we get there, hon."

Aiko's face was flushed with wine and sexual anticipation. In different ways these two men were trying to seduce her, Bob in the typical manner of a horny guy, and her husband in the atypical manner of creating an erotic situation that allowed another man to seduce her.

Aiko felt Bob's arm on her shoulder. She turned to look at him. Since the day she and Gerald started dating, she had never allowed another man to kiss or touch her in a sexual way. This was about to change.

Bob took Aiko's cheeks in both hands and brought her face close to his. He kissed her gently. She didn't respond at first but then gave him, a concession, a small kiss in return. Bob kissed her again, this time more firmly. She responded with a matching kiss.

Now encouraged, Bob took more liberties with his kisses. Holding the nape of her neck, he drew her mouth to his. His kisses became more urgent, more passionate. His tongue entered her mouth. Aiko responded in kind, hesitantly than willingly.

Aiko felt another, more powerful wave of lust surge through her. It triggered a flood of female juices between her legs. Her breathing quickened. Her body yearned for more intimate contact.

Bob broke the kiss. His hands descended down Aiko's neck. They encountered an obstacle, Aiko's blouse. Bob unbuttoned the top button, then the next one, working his way down the front of the blouse until they were all undone.

Gerald remained silent as he watched Bob undress his wife. He was awe-struck by what he had instigated. To see his wife's seduction in real life was even more erotic than anything in his wildest fantasies. Gerald's cock was iron-hard. He had no doubt that Bob was in the same rigid state.