This story begins late in the summer of 2001. Jack, my husband, and I were going to the Bahamas on a long overdue holiday in a few weeks. When I realized I had no swimsuits that I liked or would be suitable for the warm tropical beaches of the Bahamas. To digress for a moment, for some time up until two years prior, I didn't think I had the body to wear a bikini, so I settled for wearing one-piece bathing suits. But I had...

A week after Jen and I had gotten together at her home and given me many wonderful orgasms, she had called me asking if I wanted to see her again. But there was a catch - she also wanted to include her husband, John. Basically, she wanted to meet me and maybe be their third in an FMF threesome at a later stage. But I had reservations about joining them, and I had been on edge all day thinking about it. Jack has always bee...