After many years of marriage, sex had become a routine that at times, verged on celibacy. Neither of us wanted to give up sex, but we found the magic that turns touch into ecstasy had long gone. Love was not the problem, we care for each other deeply, but basically, we no longer turned each other on.
We tried the usual things, erotic lingerie, weekends away, porno, in fact anything we could think of. Although they were enjoyable the truth was, we needed something more. We both craved excitement, the rush you get when you touch someone for the first time.
From these depths, the fantasy arose for Jenny to make love with another man while I watched.