Welcome to the continuing adventures of Dick and Jane, a married couple located somewhere in Midwest.

We’re swingers. Well, we are now. We are new to the lifestyle, but we are truly enjoying it so far.

Two months ago, I could have never even conceived that this would be my life or (God forbid) blogged about it.

We’ve been married for seven years, together for ten. We’ve had our ups and downs through the years (and even separated for a little while a few years back), but we’ve always worked through our problems together and our relationship is stronger now than it ever has been.

I have never cheated on her and likewise, she has always been unfailingly loyal to me. We have a great relationship - she’s my best friend and we share almost everything.

We had never really thought about playing with others and definitely never considered swapping. Of course, just like any other red-blooded male, I’ve always had a threesome fantasy, but had resigned myself to it never happening after I got married and we had a kid.

Jane was the (seriously psycho) jealous type, so I was content to spend the rest of my life with her and I stopped thinking about ever fulfilling that fantasy. It wasn’t like we had a bad sex life, anyway.

That all changed one Sunday morning a couple of months ago.

Jane stayed up late on Saturday (much later than me, which is odd) and apparently got a little fucked up and a lot horny. I’m drinking my coffee and having a smoke the next morning when she tells me that she wants to have a threesome with another girl.

“I’ve always been interested in trying it - I love girls and I know you’d love to do it too!” she matter-of-factly stated.

I nearly shot hot coffee out of my nose. I have to say I was totally and completely shocked. Shocked in a good way, but shocked nonetheless.

“I did something sort of naughty last night and I’m not sure how you’ll react. I really didn’t think you’d mind, but I put an ad on a personals site looking for a girl to join us. You’re not mad at me are you? Am I a big whore?” she said.

“You what?!” I replied, “Holy crap! Let me see the ad.”

I was then exposed to a grammatical and spelling nightmare. As a former professional writer, I was mortified.

She was clearly ripped when she wrote the ad - it was barely English! (which explains a lot of the other ads I’ve seen on these swinger sites: A person gets drunk, posts an ad and never looks at it again.)

“I have to rewrite this,” I said, “We’re not going to attract anyone decent with a barely readable ad!”

But before I made the ad read the way we wanted it to, we needed to talk. Inviting another person into your bed is not something that should be done lightly (or hastily). I asked her why all of the sudden she was so interested in getting with another chick.

“It’ll be a new adventure, baby. Something we can do together that we’ll both enjoy,” she said.

“You don’t think we need to spice things up in the bedroom, do you? We’ve been pushing all kinds of boundaries with each other lately and I figured you were satisfied with our sex life,” I replied.

“I just feel better about myself than I have in a long time and more confident in our relationship than I ever have. This is something I’ve always wanted to do and I want you to do it with me. I know we can separate sex and love – we do it all the time. I’m sure not making love when I scream out ‘Fuck Me!’ while you’re pounding me from behind!” was her reply.

Here I was content to stay strolling along the rising path up the mountain of kinkiness together for the rest of our lives and then all of the sudden I come across a rocket ship with Jane at the controls yelling, “Hop on in!”

It’s not like we had a bad sex life - but I’ll take this any day!

And thus ensued a torrid two weeks where we pretty much fucked every night and talked about how much we were going to enjoy inviting another woman into our bed. Constantly.

We combed the swinger personals trolling for a woman we could fuck together…