Every so often I get in the mood to read some of the sex stories on this site, posted by others. It always seems to make my mind drift off to some of the experiences my wife and I have enjoyed over the years. We are both bisexual and for a while we belonged to a swingers club. Obviously that made for some really fun and interesting times. Being completely uninhibited, we’ve always had the attitude of just letting go and enjoy. As I was reading some of the stories others have posted in this category, it made me recall an experience that my wife and I enjoyed a while back. The following events are real and happened just that way, but some of the discussions within may not be the exact language used during that afternoon.

We had a large hot tub on the deck of the home we owned during this time. It was just the two us living in the house, finally we were empty nesters. We lived on the outskirts of a fairly large town with a fenced in yard. We had neighbors, but the houses were spaced far enough apart so everyone in the neighborhood had good size yards. Because of that our deck area with the hot tub was fairly secluded, at least secluded enough so my wife and I could relax in it, completely naked.

One sunny, early autumn, weekend afternoon, we were completely nude doing just that. As is our way when we are in our hot tub, we enjoy a relaxing drink. This day was no different. We were sipping on a batch of whiskey sours that we had made up just for this occasion. We were sitting next to each other enjoying our drinks, our naked bodies touching and fondling each other. The moment was broken by the ringing of our doorbell. Not knowing who it might be, I got out of the hot tub, rapped myself in a towel and answered the door. It was our next door neighbor Jerry who had come over to borrow my weed eater. Apparently he couldn’t get his to work. He had this quizzical look on his face as he looked at me standing there with just a towel wrapped around me. Jerry really is the type of guy you’d want living next door. A real nice guy, but a guy who had been in a real contentious marriage and had divorced his wife a couple of years before. He has a girlfriend, but I don’t think they are all that close since we rarely ever see them together. About 6 months ago, his son moved back into the house with him. His son Tommy was in his early 20’s a college graduate who moved in with Jerry until he found a good job.

As I was standing there dripping wet, I told him the weed eater was in the garage. You can go get it if he wanted to I said. He tried to be funny and said, I’d rather be enjoying myself in the hot tub like you are. I guess I must have had just enough booze in me, because without even thinking or hesitating I said, why don’t you come and join us. He said, really, you don’t mind. I said no, we don’t mind since I couldn’t very well retract the invitation at that point. He said, I’ll go next door and grab my swim suit. I said, no you wouldn’t, we don’t wear swim suits in the hot tub. He looked stunned, but I told him it would be fine. He said, is your wife in the hot tub naked also. I said yes, and I’m sure she wouldn’t mind. It took him a while to decide whether he was into doing that or not. He stood in the kitchen trying to decide while I went back out on the deck to the hot tub. I figured I owed my wife an explanation relating to what just happened. My wife was alright with it, and after a while, Jerry came out and got undressed and joined us in the tub. We poured him a drink and it wasn’t long before he was relaxing with us. My wife and I resumed our position next to each other across the tub from Jerry. It was obvious that he was fixated on my wife naked body in the tub. Not hard to be fixated really, since her 5’5″ frame only weights 120 pounds with 35 C breasts and toned legs. Her long blonde hair frames her face and green eyes nicely. It was pretty obvious to me where this thing was headed since all of us were naked, relaxed and drinking booze.