He doesn’t like the idea.

So Jennifer wanted to fuck his friend Peter, "Fuck," John thought, "That was one I didn't see coming."

John hesitated, for a long moment, Peter was one of his oldest friends. This was risky, if something went wrong he could lose Jennifer, he could lose a man he knew as a brother. Doing things with people she knew seemed safer, people who didn't know his parents.

"Babe, I don't know how I would bring it up, it didn't go well with Claudia, I really just don't know how to have that conversation," John finally replied to his beautiful wife. "How did you ask? Cashmere? Trina? Martin? How did you bring it up to them?"

Jennifer smiled at her husband, "Don't put too much thought into it babe, I can talk to him if you want," she replied, "With the dancers, I just asked if they wanted to fuck both of us, and they said yes. We work in a very sexually charged environment."

"What about Trina, being married? Didn't you worry about her husband?" John asked his wife, "And how did he get on board?"

"They swing baby," Jennifer replied. "Everyone who knows them well knows about it, they do some crazy shit, like swapping partners for a week at a time, just to add some spice to their sex life."

"Trina was happy to fuck you and me and didn't think her husband would mind." she continued. "She said he had to be next thought, he had to get a turn at me for you getting a turn at her."

So that was why Martin had come over, John thought to himself. It was why his wife had fucked the other man as she did, compensation for what he had done to Trina, Martin's wife. She did what she did so that John could enjoy a threesome with another beautiful woman.

The thing was however, John was excited to talk about his wife with another man, and moments of their threesome had been exciting, but he wasn't sure he ever wanted to do it again, and certainly not with a friend from grade school.

"Let's not jump right into this with Peter babe," John replies. "He is my oldest friend, and still goes to church with my mom. I don't think I want to have him in our bed, or thinking of you in that way Jenn."

"Ok babe, no worries," Jennifer lied. "It was just a suggestion." She would have to find another way to keep Pete's mouth shut about what he saw, and she had a hunch it would involve her mouth being open for him. Fuck.

Peter was not a good guy, he had always seemed weird around her, and she wondered why he was waiting at the club after closing near enough to her car to catch her. What he was had been after 2:30 AM, something didn't feel right about him.

She didn't trust him, and she was nervous to go down the road of trying to convince him not to talk using sex. Men were usually easy enough to convince, but something in her gut told her not to go that route.

They fell asleep together, but Jennifer did not sleep well. Normally John was happy enough to go along with her, she had never thought her husband would reject Pete, the guys she had been with seemed to love sharing her with their friends.

She wouldn't push it, but she would need to be more careful at work. Jennifer had always been excited about public sex, the chance of getting caught. Now it seemed for maybe the first time, she had been, and she wasn't sure how to get out of this.

Jennifer woke up early and made breakfast for John before he left for work, sharing coffee, and the meal with her husband. John gave her a kiss before he left, knowing she did not work and they would be able to spend the night together.

She spent her day worrying, instead of her normal routine on Monday at the gym. She did some stretching around the house and had a glass of wine to try to relax, but it wasn't helping.

Jennifer was waiting when John got home, hoping he would be alone and things would be normal, and they were. He walked by and gave her a kiss on his way to shower.

Her nerves were really bothering her, she wasn't used to this at all, something had to change.