What I was not prepared for was Cindy's suggestion that, since the hot tub was new, we should inaugurate it with a fun session of skinny dipping. From our last encounter I knew that Cindy would be topless and expect me to join her, which I did. After the meal, we made our way to the hot tub. My husband and Tom were completely silly drunk, and Cindy was close behind them. Like the prior get-togethers, the alcohol did flow and we hadn't finished the meal before I realized that I was the only one who was stone-cold sober. After the first two alcohol fueled evenings with them, and concerned about how I'd done things I'd never imagined I would with Tom, I decided I would not drink at all and instead volunteered to be the 'designated driver' that night so my husband could enjoy himself.

This particular night Tom and Cindy had us over to their house for a cookout, drinks and to initiate their new hot tub. I'd gotten to know Cindy a little that summer and liked her, although she was definitely much more sexually wild than I am, and I started to get a little jealous about her obvious crush on my husband. I have mixed feelings.īack then Tom was married to a beautiful woman named Cindy.

Today I'm a 54 year old happily married woman, but learned that my husband's friend, Tom, who we haven't seen since that summer, will be coming to town with his new wife. This is the confession about my third soft swing - maybe a soft swap - that happened one summer about 20 years ago.

When my husband told me to shush