1. Sandy, Debbie, Matt and I: Wife Swap


    Date: 5/31/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    I loved to dress up and go out. I liked to flirt and saw no harm in doing so. My heart was with Frank, but I always enjoyed seeing just how far I could take the flirting game. Frank was quite understanding, and in fact said he enjoyed seeing the frustration in the eyes of his contemporaries when they realized they couldn’t get what he had. Frank doted over me, and made me feel special in every way possible. There was no way I would ever cheat on him, and I knew he would never cheat on me either - until we met Matt and Sandra. Matt was an Army officer like Frank. The first time I met Matt, I didn’t find him attractive in any way. But he and Frank were seemingly good friends and I they often golfed together. I had only met Matt’s wife once or twice at Officer’s Wives' functions. She was a strikingly beautiful woman and a flight attendant. The first time I think I noticed Matt was when he came to pick up Frank for a Saturday morning golf game. I had just stepped out of the shower and was toweling off when the door bell rang. Frank was in the shower. “Can you please tell Matt I’ll be out in about ten minutes?” Frank remarked from the shower. “Sure,” I replied. I tossed on my robe, a short, red satin covering, and tied it at the waist. I opened the front door, droplets of water still in my tousled hair. I had on no make-up and practically no clothes. I was barefoot. I could tell by Matt’s expression that he wasn’t expecting to see me. “Frank will be out in a few,” I remarked. ...
    Being the hospitable person I am, I asked Matt if he wanted to come in and wait. “Sure,” he replied, stepping inside the doorway. “Do you want some coffee?” I asked. “No,” Matt responded, “I’ll just kind of hang loose here in the living room, if that's okay.” It was perfectly fine with me. Suddenly, I saw several empty pizza boxes on the coffee table and I quickly moved to police them up, even as Matt took a seat on the couch. My satin robe was a bit on the short side and I unwittingly flashed Matt more than I probably should have. I really didn’t mean to, but I did. Matt quickly looked away, but I knew the damage had been done. Although Matt never said anything, I found myself strangely excited to know I had probably displayed the goods to him. I retreated to the bedroom and quickly put on more decent attire, as Frank stepped from the shower. I gave him a peck on the cheek as he left with Matt for golf. Later that evening, Frank said that Matt was in an unusually good mood and played some of his best golf ever. “I don’t know what you said to him this morning,” Frank joked, “but it sure inspired him.” “I’m glad I could help,” I replied. Several Saturdays went by and the same ritual seemed to become a pattern. I found myself getting excited at the prospect of teasing Matt. At one point, I allowed my robe to accidentally become untied, just enough to add to the fun. Matt was not at a loss for words when the time was right. On one Saturday, as I accompanied Frank to the front door ...
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