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My life seemed perfect at the time I was twenty-four years old and married to my husband, Brad, who was twenty-six. My name is Angie, and we met at a large, privately-held manufacturing company in upstate New York. I joined the company after I got my accounting degree, and Brad was already working there as a mechanical engineer, assigned to one of the production teams.I was assigned to the same team as a cost accountant. It was love at first sight, and I was attracted to his outgoing, fun-loving personality, and his physical appearance. He?s handsome, six feet and two inches tall, very fit and muscular, and weighed one hundred and ninety-five pounds.Brad exhibited a lot of strength, and I was drawn to his obvious self-confidence. He's a real man?s man, and it also didn?t hurt that he has a circumcised, very thick, eight and a half-inch cock. I am fortunate to be very attractive and well-built, and I have had an active sex life since I turned sixteen years old, when I was a junior in high school.I have shimmering, dirty-blonde, shoulder-length hair and sparkling green eyes, and a lot of people tell me that I look a lot like the actress Scarlett Johansson. We both have big breasts too, and I was blessed with 34DD tits, which look like big melons on my five feet and four-inch-tall, one hundred and twenty-pound body.We were married after dating for only six months. After being together for a total of two years, we were still having frequent sex, usually at least eight or nine times per week. I love his big cock, and it was a good thing that he is well-hung. I got accustomed to fucking multiple boys with big cocks in high school and college, although Brad didn?t know about my slutty past.Our perfect life didn?t last forever, though. Just about the time we were thinking of starting a family, and I stopped taking my birth control pills, Brad began experiencing problems getting and keeping an erection. Him having impotence at such a young age was unusual and devastating for both of us. He started going to a variety of doctors to try to get the problem resolved.It took him a couple of weeks to eliminate some of the most obvious possibilities; such as, heart disease, atherosclerosis, diabetes, high blood pressure, and hormonal issues. Then he saw other specialists over the next two months to determine whether he had Parkinson?s disease, multiple sclerosis, metabolic issues, or Peyronie?s disease. None of the tests revealed any problems, and medications like Viagra and Cialis did not help him to get an erection.Brad certainly wasn?t overweight, taking any mediations, and as far as we knew he wasn?t depressed or experiencing any anxieties that might cause the problem. But one of the doctors said that psychological problems are the most likely cause of erectile dysfunction in younger men, so Brad started seeing a psychiatrist. I have to admit that I was still very needy when it came to having sex with Brad, and we soon started having oral sex. Brad had never sucked my pussy before then, and he started loving the taste of it. I was able to suck him off and swallow his cum, even though his cock didn?t get hard.We were getting some orgasmic relief, but I needed his hard cock. As more time passed, I started to see changes in him. I didn?t know if it was possibly that he was feeling less of a man because of his impotence, or maybe my teasing comments about him being such a good pussy sucker; but he was becoming much less self-confident, and sometimes even timid around me.Brad was incurring some hefty bills from all the doctors and lab work, and we were thankful that the company provided us with good health insurance. The company is large enough that it administered and underwrote its own health plan, and we turned in all our doctor bills to the insurance staff in our human resources department.By the time he started seeing the psychiatrist, Brad had already incurred over thirty thousand dollars in medical costs, and we were getting concerned that the company might start to deny coverage for any further doctor visits and lab work. S,o I was apprehensive when, on a Wednesday at lunch in the company cafeteria, Martha came over to sit with me.Martha is the insurance processor who was assessing and inputting Brad?s medical bills, and I think she came over to talk with me instead of seeking out Brad, since she knew that his condition is a very sensitive subject for him. I was always the one to turn in his bills, and she sensed from my body language how embarrassed I am about it too. I was feeling guilty about all the bills, but I knew that it wouldn?t be her place to give us grief about them.I didn?t know what she wanted as she started to sit down, smiled, and asked, ?Hi, Angie, do you mind if I join you??She is pretty and middle-aged, I?m guessing forty-five years old, but she dresses like a much younger woman. She is about five feet and six inches tall, weighing maybe one hundred and thirty pounds, and she's heavily breasted like me. She wears short skirts and low-cut blouses most of the time, and her long, bleach-streaked, light-brown hair helps to accentuate her jade-green eyes. Overall, she looks very sexy, and usually seems to be a little flirty for someone working in the HR department.I invited her to sit down and she said, ?Thanks, sweetie. I don?t mean to be nosy, but I?d like to talk with you about something. You already know my husband, Steve, since he is the project director on the team you and Brad support, so I feel like I know Brad a little bit through him. You probably didn?t know that Steve is my husband, though. I?ve been thinking a lot about you two after processing all those medical bills, and I was hoping that you would join me for drinks after work today. I?d like to get to know you better and talk to you about something that might be helpful to you two. This isn?t a very good place to talk privately.?That was the first time I had spoken with Martha, other than handing her the medical bills, and she seemed nice and sincere. I was also a little bit intrigued about what she had in mind, so I agreed to meet with her at a neighborhood bar near İstanbul Escort the plant at 6:00 pm. I called Brad to let him know that I was meeting with Martha after work and would be home a little late. He was fine with that.We sat in a booth in a dimly-lit corner of the bar and ordered two of their specialty, jumbo margaritas. We made small talk for the first twenty minutes or so, talking about the company, and Martha explaining how much Steve likes working with Brad and me. Brad and I didn?t usually drink alcohol, and I was starting to feel relaxed and a little woozy as we finished the first drink and ordered another one. I got the feeling that Martha was waiting until I was mellowed out from the margaritas before talking about Brad?s medical issue. I was beginning to like Martha and starting to feel very comfortable with her.The third round of margaritas had just been served to us, and I was starting to slur my words a little, when Martha said, ?I don?t mean to be nosy or embarrass you or make you uncomfortable, Angie, but I can tell from all of his doctor?s bills and lab tests, that Brad has a severe case of erectile dysfunction. And just today, I gave the preapproval for additional visits with his psychiatrist. So, it looks like the doctors are thinking that it could be a psychological issue.""I?ve handled the medical bills for several older men with ED, and I know that it's unusual for someone as young as Brad to have that problem. Steve has even noticed at work that Brad isn't his old self, and lately he?s been much less self-assured, and not nearly as assertive as he once was.?She paused for a few moments to gauge my reaction, and when I said nothing she continued, saying, ?Although I don?t know you very well, at least not yet, I really have sympathy for what you two must be going through, and especially you. I mean, you?re both so young, and in the prime of your sex lives together, so this must be very hard. I?m sorry for being so bold, but I?d like to offer my shoulder to lean on, or cry on if you want too. Please feel free to use me as a confidante if you?d like to discuss any of this.?I was surprised that at woman I hardly knew was being so supportive of me, and I was a little too inebriated at the time to challenge her on being so nosy. Maybe it was the tequila, or just having the opportunity to share my frustrations with someone other than Brad, but I became overwhelmed with emotion as I was reminded of the sex life that Brad and I once had. I started sobbing and shaking uncontrollably, and Martha slid over next to me and put her arm around me.She tenderly kissed my forehead and rubbed my back before saying, ?I?m so sorry that I?ve upset you, sweetie, but it?ll be good for you to let it all out. Feel free to share your thoughts and feelings with me. I?m older and I?ve experienced a lot, so nothing you say will shock or offend me.?We sat quietly for a couple of minutes as I tried to get control of my emotions. It was almost surreal that I was being held and comforted by a woman that I hardly knew. She's old enough to be my mother, and I suddenly felt very close to her. I probably wouldn?t have felt that way if I hadn?t been drinking, but my senses were in overdrive as I smelled the aroma of her perfume, and felt her large, soft breasts pressed against my arm and side. The moment was becoming sexualized for me as I mourned the loss of my previous sex life with Brad.I was still sobbing, with tears running down my cheeks, as she caressed my face with her hand. I had never experienced sexual contact with a woman before, but when Martha put her hand behind my head and gently pulled my face to hers, I quickly yielded to her soft lips and probing tongue. We kissed like passionate lovers for what seemed like several minutes, until we pulled apart.I just looked at her for a few moments before saying, ?Oh, my goodness, Martha, I don?t know what came over me. I?ve only ever been with men and have never done anything like this with a woman. Now I?m so embarrassed, ashamed, and confused. I think that I enjoyed kissing you much more than I should have.?Martha kept holding me as she looked me in the eyes and said, ?Yes, sweetie, I enjoyed that too, and I?ve wanted to kiss your big, soft lips since the first time you came to my office. Don?t worry, honey; it?s not like I?m a full-blown lesbian or anything. I?m bisexual, and not the least bit apologetic about enjoying a varied and rewarding sex life, with both men and women; and especially with a hot, young woman like you. And now that we?ve gotten to know one another a little better, I think you might be ready for me to tell you what I have in mind for you and Brad, without beating around the bush, so to speak.?She paused and leaned in to kiss me again, only that time she also rubbed my breasts. I loved her touching me that way, and my pussy was soaking wet, but I was too unsure of myself to fondle her. It was a long, wet, tongue-probing kiss, and it must have been a sight to see for the men at the bar.We finally broke the kiss, and she continued holding me as she said, ?Angie, you're one of the prettiest women that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, and your voluptuous body exudes sensuality. So, I think it?s very unlikely that you're the cause of Brad?s problem.?Martha paused to take a sip of her drink and continued, ?This has been going on for almost three months that I know of, and I?m guessing that you might be getting a little horny. Steve has seen Brad?s cock at the urinals a few times over the last few years, and it?s pretty clear to us that, with your looks and his sizeable cock, you two must have had a pretty great sex life before the ED raised its ugly head. Steve said that Brad has seen his cock too, and he caught him looking many times. Please, Angie, tell me what your sex life has been like since the ED began.?I was somehow relieved that I had someone to share our ordeal with, and I took another big gulp of my drink before responding, as candidly as I could, ?You seem to know a lot for not really knowing us that well. Brad does have a big İstanbul Escort Bayan cock, and up until the ED started, he had been fucking me at least once every day since we met, averaging eight or nine times a week, with his thick, eight and a half-inch cock.""He doesn?t know this, but I was also very sexually active in my last two years of high school and college, so this is the first time in six years that I?m not being fucked regularly. We do the best we can with oral sex, and Brad has become an excellent and enthusiastic cunt sucker. But I really miss the steady diet of thick, hard cock and cum shooting into my pussy.?She looked at me and said, ?Wow, Angie, thanks for not holding back. It?s exciting just hearing about your love life and confirms what I thought about you being hot in bed. Now it?s my turn to share a dark little secret. Steve and I belong to a small swinger?s group, along with four other couples. All of the husbands work at the plant, and all of them are well-hung, including my husband, Steve, who has an unusually thick, nine-inch cock, that is over six inches in circumference.""We try to meet about one a week, and although everyone can?t make it every week, we usually have at least three couples. We?re all in our early to mid-forties, except for one couple in their early fifties, and the ability to have that kind of sexual variety keeps our marriages fresh. I know what you mean about missing Brad?s cock, since I have come to enjoy a steady diet of thick cocks too. I also enjoy spending time with two of the other ladies, who are receptive to girl sex, and sometimes we perform for the group to get everyone going.?I wasn?t quite sure why she was telling me about the swinging, so I asked, ?That all sounds wonderful, I guess, Martha, but why are you telling me about it?She smiled and replied, ?I was just thinking that part of Brad?s problem might be that he needs a little variety. As beautiful and luscious as you are, maybe he just needs to experience other women to help get his cock stiff again. I know that I would really enjoy trying to fuck him, and at least have him eat me out if he couldn?t get it up. And even if it doesn?t help him, if you are part of our group, you?ll be getting all the cock that you can handle. The men, including my Steve, would love to have a chance to bury their big cocks in a pretty, young thing like you. You?d be surprised who the other members of our group are, and I?ll tell you about them if you decide to join us.?I had heard of swingers, but never thought that I would meet anyone involved in that activity. I had never even considered cheating on Brad and being involved with their group would give me a chance to get the fucking I needed, all out in the open. Brad isn't overly jealous when other men flirt with me, but I had never had any indication from him that he would be even remotely interested in seeing me have sex with other men.Martha had to have gotten the unmistakable signal that I was interested when, instead of becoming offended by her suggestion, I asked, ?What makes you think that a man?s man like Brad would be the least bit attracted to the idea of sharing me with other men??Martha responded, ?Well, sweetie, I could certainly be wrong, but knowing how devastating impotence can be to a man?s ego, and from what Steve told me about the changes he?s seen in Brad?s demeanor, there?s a chance that he?s not quite as dominating as he used to be. And another thing; you mentioned how much he loves to suck your pussy. There?s nothing wrong with eating pussy, and heaven knows that women enjoy being eaten out, but the men in our group are very dominant sexually, and none of them seem to have a taste for cooze.""He?d be very popular with the group, even if all he did was suck our well-fucked pussies. I don?t know, maybe eating you out so much and not having a hard cock has awakened a more-submissive side in him, or something. I?m just saying that he might be receptive to it if you discuss it with him.?All our very candid sexual talk was turning me on, and I was even considering the possibility of joining their group. I was almost ashamed of myself for thinking about taking advantage of Brad?s weakened state for my benefit. I had no idea how I could bring something like that up with him.I had another sip of my drink and asked, ?I can see how what you?re saying might have some validity, Martha, but how could I even begin to bring something like this up to Brad??Martha smiled and said, ?Well, I?ve never been involved in trying to convince a husband to join a swinger?s group, but I do have some ideas. Maybe you can wait until the next time you two are having oral sex, and when you sense that he is only moments from ejaculating, stop sucking him to talk.""He will be so aroused at that point that he should be more receptive to the conversation, and listen so you can get back to making him cum. Then you can tell him about our discussion today, emphasizing that you're fully supportive of him having sex with other women, if that will solve his ED problem. You also want to make sure to convey your need to have penetrating sex again, to get him thinking about the possibility of and visualizing you having sex with other men.?She paused briefly to take another sip of her drink, and continued, ?His response will tell you a lot about his state of mind, and whether watching you with other men would be arousing to him. If he?s still listening to you at that point, you might want to tell him, in vivid detail, how sexually active you were before you two met, how much you have enjoyed fucking him, and how much you miss his big, hard cock.""You wouldn?t be threatening to cheat on him, but he could get the impression that it would be better for you two to at least try our group, instead of risking that you?ll seek out other men behind his back. Then, when you?re through talking, reinforce the conversation by leaning down and sucking him off the rest of the way.?I told Martha that I would think about our conversation and look for an opportunity right away to discuss it with Escort İstanbul Brad. We had already been there almost two hours, and it was getting late. When we started getting ready to pay the tab and leave, Martha leaned in to kiss me again, and it was another tongue-probing, wet kiss.Then she said, ?If you can convince Brad to try it, Steve and I will invite you over with just the two of us, since a larger group might be a little intimidating to start out. And even if it doesn?t work out with Brad, I?d like to get to know you a lot better. I want to taste every inch of your lovely body, and judging by how you?ve reacted to our kisses, I?m hoping that you feel the same way about me.?It took me about fifteen minutes to get home, since I was still a little tipsy, and I drove slowly on lightly-traveled back roads. Brad had estimated that I would be home at a little after 8:00 pm, and he surprised me by having a wonderful Chinese take-out dinner waiting for me. He seemed to be in a good mood, and was teasing me about being inebriated, as he asked me what meeting with Martha was all about. That night seemed like it would be a good time to bring up the group.I told him that we could talk about that later, when we went to bed, and changed the subject by asking him how his day had gone. It was almost 9:00 pm when we finished dinner, and after cleaning up, I said, ?I?d like to skip watching TV tonight, honey, and go to bed right now. There something I want to talk with you about, but first, I?m horny as hell for some reason, and I want to feel you sucking my pussy while I suck your cock.?We got undressed and went to bed without wasting time taking showers, and after kissing for a few minutes, we were in our familiar, side-by-side sixty-nine position, sucking each other. I knew that my pussy was more-gamey and juicier than usual for Brad, after the way Martha had me so turned on and wet at the bar, and Brad?s musky aroma from a long day at work was a big turn on for me. He was sucking me more aggressively than usual, likely because of my swampy aroma and taste, and I had his cock, which is almost six inches long when flaccid, tickling my throat.It didn?t take long for me to hear his moans and feel him trying to thrust into my mouth, and I knew that he was very close to ejaculating. So, I rolled away to the side and turned around, facing him in the bed.I kissed him and tasted my ripe pussy on his lips and tongue. Then I said, ?I?m sorry for stopping, honey, and I?ll finish you off in a few minutes, but this seems like the right moment to tell you about my evening at the bar with Martha.?Brad lay there, looking stunned, as I told him everything that Martha and I talked about, except the part where we thought he was becoming more-submissive. I also decided not to tell him about Martha and me kissing, at least not until I found the right moment.When I was finished, I asked him what he was thinking, and he replied, ?Oh fuck, Angie, now I really feel like a worthless piece of shit. My condition has affected you, my faithful wife, to the point that you seem receptive to joining that swinger?s group. And damn, honey, Steve isn't our direct boss, but we are responsible to him for our work on his team. And we don?t even know who the other members are. Would you really be willing to have sex with those other men, who it sounds like are all old enough to be your father??I began stroking his flaccid cock as I replied, ?This isn?t really about me, honey, it?s about trying everything we can to help solve your impotence issue. I?m more than willing to let you experience sex with other women, just on the outside chance that it will help you get back to normal.""Martha is a very pretty and sexy woman, even though she is in her forties, and it?s possible that she could help you. Although, I don?t want to deceive you, Brad; this would also be good for me. I?ve never told you about the sex life I had before we met, but I've been active fucking boys and men with big cocks, ever since my junior year in high school.""These last two years with you have been so wonderful. You're the perfect lover, and I dearly miss the sex life we had before the ED began. From what Martha told me, Steve?s cock is a little longer and much thicker than yours. I?m sorry, honey, but you can?t blame me for wanting to have my pussy filled with hard cock meat again.?Brad looked a little dejected as he responded, ?Yes, Angie, I know that Steve is well-hung. I?ve seen his cock in the bathroom, just like he?s seen mine. But the thought of another man fucking you, especially an older man with a bigger cock than mine, is hard to take. I don?t think that I?d be willing to share you with other men. Are you really comfortable enough with Martha and Steve that you?d be willing to try this??I thought that would be the perfect time to tell him about the kisses, and I replied, ?There?s something that I need to tell you that will answer that question for you. When Martha and I were discussing your ED condition, I became so emotional that I was sobbing and shaking uncontrollably. She moved over to hug and comfort me, and before I realized what was happening, we were kissing in a deep, wet, and tongue-probing way. I was so attracted to her at that moment, and overwhelmed that she was being so supportive.""I?m sorry, honey, but it just happened, and I think that I enjoyed it more than I should have. It's like she was a combination of a pretty, comforting mother figure and best friend, all rolled into one. She also told me that even if you couldn?t get hard right away, she would really enjoy having oral sex with you. So, I?m very comfortable with Martha, and we both know Steve well enough to know that he is a nice guy.?Brad seemed to be deep in thought, and I considered that to be a positive, since he was actually thinking about it, and not screaming and yelling at me. I decided that was the right time to finish sucking him off, and I only had to suck his soft cock for a couple of minutes before he shot a bigger than usual load into my mouth.It seemed like the conversation might have turned him on, at least a little. I swallowed a little of his cum, and then, in a moment of devilish inspiration, I moved up to kiss him. He was tasting and feeling the texture of his own cum on my lips and tongue, and we hadn?t done that before. He opened his eyes when he realized what I was doing but didn?t try to pull away.