My husband invited me to join him on his "guy's fishing trip," an annual event normally involving him, a bunch of his long-time male friends, and a cabin by the lake.
Are you serious? No girls allowed, and wives aren't welcome. That's always how it's always been. But not this year, apparently.
My husband didn't invite me along specifically to seduce his buddies, but he wanted to cheer up his mates and help them overcome their broken hearts.
And he liked sharing me and watching me with other guys.
We weren't full-time swingers, but we dabbled a bit, going to "wife swapping" parties and picking up odd guys.
If the urges were there, why fight against our natures?
This is a short story of around 3,500 words.
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