I have been wanting to share this experience for a long time...and this blog gives me the opportunity to do that.

So here goes.

The events I will describe took place in 1996,when I was 60 and my wife was 53.For years I had the fantasy of watching her with another man,but somehow it never came to pass.Not that she was horrified by the idea,just one thing or another kept it from happening.At that stage of our lives we had been married for 30 years and our children were grown and living elsewhere,so we had the place totally to ourselves.My wife had recently lost some weight and was feeling better about herself than she had in a long while.Let me say now that she has always been attractive...other men have given her admiring glances since the beginning and even at 53 she was still a head turner.Her hair was blonde and she had it done to a platinum color which complemented her big blue eyes.She has a cute upturned little nose and full lips,with a dimple in her chin.As for her figure,she stands at 5'7",full shapely legs and amazingly youthful natural breasts,38 c.In short,a good,classy looking lady.

Looking back I believe her decision to let a strange man into our relationship may have been spurred on in part by the powerful diet pills she was prescribed.In those days they were potent and speedy,kicking up the libido as well as the metabolism.

At any rate,somehow the talk got around to the idea of another man.

In preparation I took some pictures of her,some nicely dressed,some in lingerie and a few topless shots revealing her pretty bosom and the pink aureoles and pert nipples I always loved.

Next came the task of finding the guy.We didn't have the luxury of the Internet then and had to depend on ads in swingers magazines.i brought some home and we perused them together.Finally we settled on one.As well as I can remember,it was in a magazine called Friendly People in Your Town.The ad read something like...tall teddy bear seeks mature woman for no strings sex.Single or married.Never had a couple but am willing to try.

There was a post office box number for a reply.So I rented a p.o. Box too and answered the ad,writing...I wonder if you would like to meet my wife.We are inexperienced at this,but I think she may be enticed to go along with it.....something like that and a few other comments to let him know I was perfectly ok with it.

I dropped it in the mail and started haunting my p.o.box a few days later.Sure enough,there was an answer.

I'm not sure how much one blog can hold at a time,so I'll stop this now and continue it on a new entry.Hope you will read it.Thanks.