How to Push Your Husband Into Switching.

All of this talk of switching and I’ve skipped the impetus for it.

You can blame my cock.

Or more to the point, my wife’s rehabilitation of my cock.

She had flown into town, we had a marvelous breakfast, and then I took her back to my place. She went out shopping while I slept, having done a marathon few days at work. When she came back, we had lunch, and then I looked at my tiny bed.

“We should fool around.”