In my last story, entitled The Wager, I ended it as shown above. However, frankly, we were just too tired out to even think about going back to Campus Corner again that night.

In case you missed it, the first story told of how my wife Chloe and I had watched a porno DVD we had rented that showed a woman allowing her body to be taken to a motel room by three men, and fucked.

While we watched that DVD, Chloe and I, (Jack) got into a pissing contest as to whether she had the guts to let herself get picked up and fucked by complete strangers. Both of us thought the other would chicken out but neither of us did and Chloe ended up getting nailed by five strangers (plus me as well) in a motel room over in Norman, Oklahoma. That is where Campus Corner is located, just north of the main campus. We had attended school together at the University of Oklahoma. We got married about three years ago and up until that night, both of us had remained faithful to each other.

We learned a lot about ourselves that night. Chloe carried off her part like a total tramp; we never let on to the other men know that night that she and I were married. The main thing we discovered that night was that we could handle at least some elements of having an open marriage. I will be honest; I loved watching my wife fucking those men that night, and she also loved all the attention she got from them.

After working all day Friday and being up most of the night, we decided we needed a rest and did not go back that Saturday night. However, we decided to give it a rest once the initial excitement of that day died down.

It was about four days later when she and I finally sat down and really spent some time talking about it; it was a strange discussion. There were many aspects of that night that each of us remembered differently. I had not known that one of the men had slid his hand up under her dress while we were still at the club for one thing. She had thought I was the fourth guy to fuck her and I had been the third. Just small differences, but we had a great deal of fun comparing notes.

However, there was one thing that bothered Chloe; that was what we started talking about that Wednesday evening following the gangbang in the motel room. She felt that she had been the one to have all the fun. I assured her that I had enjoyed everything, well, perhaps not as much as she had but I liked it a lot.

I told Chloe that I definitely wanted to play these games again, and perhaps often. She was really happy to hear me say that because she felt the same way.

Now, I want this to be perfectly clear. We definitely asked ourselves the questions about jealousy and trust. If I were to explain it, neither of us felt that just because we fuck someone else, that pure physical sex had nothing to do with how we felt about each other. It was just something else that we could do and share together, like playing tennis!

It was this understanding that we would be fucking other people that was the focus of what Chloe wanted to talk about. She wanted me to be able to experience different women; of course, I had no objections to that. What guy would?