Shared by Mr. Valentine & Olive
If I had known from the beginning how good my wife could take on two cocks, we would have moved things along quicker.
Or maybe the pace we took in adding the occasional bedroom guest star—or guest stars—was exactly why it worked out in the first place.
Looking back now with eyes opened wide to this fascinating world, I can see a path that winds in places and stretches straight ahead in others, but always heading in the same direction over the years.
My wife, Olive (for these purposes), and I have been, well…us, since our high school homecoming dance. We’ve been madly in love ever since and over the course of our 16-years-and-counting marriage.
Although I had never thought of it this way (at least not consciously) there was a sense that having found each other and committed to each other so early on, we left the playground and everyone in it behind—and all of the good dates, the bad dates, and every unexplored connection. But there was no feeling of missing out. How could there be with the amazing life we built together?
Maybe that’s why I—and later, she—was so awestruck with this new and even more amazing playground we found hidden in plain sight filled with incredible people and committed couples that are, well, just like us in so many ways. White collar, blue collar, no collar. Parents. Little league coaches. Churchgoers. Neighbors. Friends. Family members.
Our sex was always our own. Not for any real reason other than it seemed like that’s how it was supposed to be. Even with our closest friends, the subject of sex was rarely discussed. It was nothing puritanical. It was just…under the surface.
Our sex together has always been fantastic. We experimented together. We learned together.
Which is why it’s so amazing how the “lifestyle” sort of appeared out of thin air to us just a couple of years ago…
A little over two years ago I was on the internet—minding my own business—when I stumbled upon someone’s written description about a club. But not any kind of club I had ever heard of. It was part review, part erotica and very well-written. Afterwards, I was left thinking “what did I just read?” and, more importantly, “wait, this is a real thing?!?”
Researcher that I am, I dove headlong into discovering more about what I eventually came to find out had a name, the “lifestyle.” It was like a whole other world opened up. A new playground. Then I found the podcasts. I devoured them by the backlog.
It finally reached a point where I wanted to tell Olive about it. Bursting at the seams to do so. And then I found myself in an entirely unfamiliar place. I was scared or nervous or embarrassed (take your pick, any will do) to tell Olive, my person with whom everything was shared, about any of it. I remember the night I resolved to do it. We were in bed, and I told her I wanted to read something to her. And I read, and she listened. Then, when I finished reading, there was a breathless moment that stretched for an eternity where I waited for her reaction. Any reaction. It was a simple “wow” followed by a familiar touch that seemed to be amplified by the new ideas and fantasies that were now bursting to the surface.
The ensuing months, and now years, have been filled with a newfound openness of communication about our fantasies and desires. It has ignited in us flames in areas we didn’t know existed—the compersion I feel when I see her with one of our “guest stars,” or the excitement we share when we meet and hit it off with another couple. It has also been a catalyst on occasion in having difficult conversations that we work through to find understanding and, eventually, growth in our relationship.
Now, swinging, the lifestyle—whatever you want to call it—is just another path we’re taking on our journey together. Another road leading us in the direction of making us…us.
Mr. Valentine and Olive
March 2024
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