Big change in lifestyle with the wife

Married three times, one failed fairly early when I found out my wife was doing about everyone in our little town while I was off to Vietnam. I came home from that, one of the lucky ones, with two holes in me.
Now I suppose I should be telling the story of charging the enemy, overwhelming odds, but the truth is, I was in the latrine and the little people had our base fairly well zeroed in. One came in and nipped me in the side, I jumped out and was running to get behind the barricades we had set up, and damned if they didn't nip me the 2nd time, just a lucky shot since they were about a mile away. It took me a couple of months to realize just how busy my wife at the time, a virgin when we married, had been experimenting in what was out there.
My 2nd wife was a foxy little redhead, and a full blown exhibitionist, which I sort of liked. She went to town one day to do some shopping, a few hours later a police officer showed up and I was single again.
The 3rd wife, my current one, I spotted in a topless bar, they wore G-strings and pasties back then, and when the tips were going well things tended to move a lot, so I saw her naked long before our first date.
We have a happy marriage, she also likes to flash and quickly figured out that letting some strangers have a peek right in front of me, turned me on.
We did shoe stores, parks, nude beaches which are no fun when everyone is nude.
After a rather long time together, she is still in fantastic shape, she does need to dye the grey out of her hair, but a combination of working out and good lotions has kept her looking a decade or more younger than she really is.
I was chatting with a few guys online that read my stories, one thing consistent was them wanting to know if we have ever swapped or done any watch while the wife gets laid, which seems to be a very common situation.
We haven't, which got me to thinking and damned if that didn't sound interesting. I am not really the jealous type, I was a bit way back with the first wife, the concern there was not her doing it, but who. Like one guy named Doug, who was a lead guitar in our band way back, supposed to be a friend and he was poking my wife while getting to stay home, exempt from the draft due to being an "essential" garbage truck driver.
Yeah, that pissed me off.
Ok, so now I was up for watching some studs do the wife, it sounded like it might be a kick. We talked, she was surprised, since nothing like that ever came up before, but she was not upset.
She asked me how we were to go about finding someone, my idea of sending her out to a bar to pick up someone didn't fly, and all of our friends were out of the question since they were nearly all married and the ones that were not had reasons.
I asked my lady at the hair salon; she waxes me and makes me feel good about it afterwards. My mean, titties out and lets me play while doing an excellent happy ending, worth the $125 every other month. She even tried to climb on me once, but I stopped her, that's cheating and I don't cheat. My wife knows all about what goes on down there, she gets waxed herself.
Anyway, we settled on trying to find a massage therapist, but after half a dozen nice massages, they would not even peek or massage her boobs, some kind of silly State law.
Then we found Stanley, he was a free-lancer and advertised in an underground flyer, the kind you see for free in the convenience stores.
Long story short, he showed up, had her on the table under a towel for maybe five minutes, off came the towel, some what looked to be pretty good oral, then down came his jeans and he was up on her, first time conventional, second time doggy, a bit more massaging and she sat up and did a hand job.
That was fun to watch and she did enjoy it, so this week she called me and asked if she could bring a friend from work home. I told her sure, why not?
This one, a way too young guy named Darin, the box boy where she works part time, zero massage experience but started out trying, finally got down to the nitty gritty and fired off in maybe 30 seconds, the wife then worked on him and damned if he didn't come right up again, went 20 minutes that time.
Wife later thanked me, and said she had been wanting to do the Darin kid, since he was always flirting with her.
We sat down after and came up with some ground rules, she gets to pick but must always be up front about who, and always bring them home.
Me? I get to do whatever I like with my waxing lady at the salon, so I guess that is fair.

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