21/07/2026
I'm only just back from holiday where this happened, and the only way I can describe it is that I'm almost fizzing every time I think about it and I feel like I need to tell someone who isn't my husband about it!
My husband and I are pretty open minded when it comes to sex, we're both open to trying things at least once, even if a lot of what we try was sexier in the imagination than in reality.
We were on holiday on a Greek island and ended up getting friendly really quickly with another couple staying at our hotel, James and Katie. One night toward the end of our stay, after a few drinks they just casually mentioned that they were swingers. Not where I would have thought the conversation would go, but OK! They were clearly asking if we'd like to join them, we politely declined that first time, but we were both pretty intrigued and they were more than happy to talk about it.
That night in bed, my husband brought it up, I was pretty relieved, it was definitely something that I wanted to try but wasn't quite sure how to broach the topic, but it was a hell of a lot easier when I knew he was into it too.
Bringing it up with James and Katie was probably the most nerve wracking part of it all! But they were chill as hell about it, and we agreed to meet up that evening for a few more drinks and see where the night took us.
That evening at the bar the conversation started off innocent, but then moved on to our planned activity. James and Katie were happy to go along with however we wanted to do it. My husband and I had agreed the night before that while us all in one room might be sexy, it might also be distracting, and we both trusted each other enough that we wouldn't get too jealous if we went back to separate rooms.
We all had a few more drinks then headed back to our rooms. Except this time James came with me and my husband went with Katie. My heart was pounding by the time I got to the door to the hotel room and opened it. Once we were inside James was very gentle, as much as I had fantasised about jumping on him, it was much better this way. He went slowly, making sure that I was still feeling good.
When it came to the actual act, he started slowly too. Everything felt so different, every movement was subtly different than what I was expecting and I think it really made me focus on what was happening, and was a constant reminder that I was with another man. It felt exhilarating, honestly.
Afterwards, we cuddled for a little bit before James let himself out and I just lay there in bliss for I don't know how long before my husband let himself back in. He had clearly enjoyed himself too, we shared our experiences with each other, which eventually led to us both being stupidly horny again and I'm sure you can guess where things led to after that!
Unfortunately, we had to leave to go home two days later, but we've all agreed if we're ever in the same place at the same time again, then a repeat is most certainly on the cards!
Poster:
Myserious Bambi