"Darling," Julie's voice rang out, "I just loved sucking your cock last night, while Ken fucked me in the ass and Eduardo fucked my cunt! I'm so happy things happened the way they did and I've got you to thank for it all."
Bob was silent. To him, the last few weeks had passed into nothing but a tangled mass of breasts, cunts, thighs. He had forgotten which night was which, whose house, of their new circle of "friends" they'd visited, whose cunt he'd sucked or fucked, and he didn't care! He knew, to his regret, that he and his wife had passed the point of no return, and Julie reaching the point where she was unsatisfied if she didn't have at least several men a night.
At first, he was happy to go along with satisfying his wife's unleashed sexuality, thinking it would be satiated after a while, but it raged on like a brush fire, until he wondered why she bothered with him at all. It was obvious now that he alone could never satisfy her! So, bitterly, he refrained from comment, afraid that any rebuke on his part would draw her scorn on him, and what was even worse, he might lose her altogether!
"Darling," she called again, interrupting his thoughts, "here's an ad I think we should answer."
She showed him the edition of a "Swingers" magazine she was reading, and the advertisement she had penciled out mentioned "Erotic couple seeking others with same interests for fun and games… must be completely open minded."
"I'd say we're pretty open minded, wouldn't you, Bob?" Julie asked, and without thought, he weakly nodded assent.