My wife and I grew up in the conservative Midwest and married young. I had several sexual partners prior to our marriage, but I was her first and only. She used to say that my dick was the only one she would ever see. This is the story of how that changed.

After I graduated college, we moved to Washington, DC for my job and she found a job at a large accounting firm. After a few weeks at her new job and eager to make new friends, my wife agreed to go to happy hour with some of her co-workers. Prior to this she had only been in a bar once...and did not drink at all. But this night would be different. As she tells the story, it all began with her first Cosmopolitan, then a second and a third. Soon she was "tipsy." An hour or so later several young male accountants showed up at the bar and bought drinks for the ladies. She found herself standing at the bar with one of the young men and introduced herself. By this time she was way past tipsy.

She excused herself to go to the restroom with a group of girls. One of them mentioned watching her flirting with a cute guy. Up to that point she thought it was just friendly conversation, but she began to think about him differently. Was he really flirting with her? Was she sending him signals? The more she thought about it the more she liked it. When she got back to the bar he had saved her a seat. Now they were sitting next to each other at the bar, but most of the original group had moved to an outside patio. She says she doesn't remember exactly how it happened, but she ended up with her hand on his crotch. This went on for about 20 minutes and she is sure everyone around them must have noticed.

Still, she was caught up in the moment (and drunk for the first time) and could not stop herself.

Eventually he asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. She hoped it meant something else, but she was not sure. They had walked a few blocks when he mentioned that his parking garage was right around the corner. Still unsure, she said she would love to see his car. Her mind began to race about the very real prospect that she was about to see her second penis and allow herself to be touched by another man.

Within seconds they were making out. She removed her top and bra so he had easy access. Not having much practice, she was struggling to get his dick out of his pants, so he helped. For a moment she was paralyzed by the sight of his dick, but quickly wrapped her hands around. At this point, he was fingering her pussy, which was wetter than it had ever been. She had a lost all inhibitions and was ready to give herself to another man.

Then something happened. He asked her to stop. She ignored it at first, but he insisted. With her hand still on his dick, he explained that he was newly married and didn't think he could go through with it. She immediately felt ashamed. They both got dressed and apologized for getting into this situation.

Even though this situation did not turn out like she wanted, she began to notice other guys at work. She would imagine what it would be like to sleep with them. All of this ran counter to her conservative nature, but she could not deny her feelings. Three weeks later she would have her first threesome with two co-workers (male and female). But that's a story for another time.