<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Wife-Swap on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/wife-swap/</link><description>Recent content in Wife-Swap on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2023 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/wife-swap/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Indecent Proposal, Two For One</title><link>/stories/2023/02/27/indecent-proposal-two-for-one/</link><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2023 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2023/02/27/indecent-proposal-two-for-one/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;…Not having to be told twice, Jack plunges back into my squishy self, sinking deep as we stare just as deeply into each other&amp;rsquo;s eyes, that savoring &amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t actually believe you&amp;rsquo;re letting me do this&amp;rdquo; look clear in his expression. I can&amp;rsquo;t explain this rationally, but this is the one, I just somehow know it; this is the specific time that Jack&amp;rsquo;s seeds will take root. His face reads pure ecstasy as he lets go, and I don&amp;rsquo;t think this is just a physical thing alone. He maybe knows it too, knows that we&amp;rsquo;re just about to start our own little unique family unit together, and his expression tells me he&amp;rsquo;s fine with this, long term consequences and all.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Indecent Proposal, Two For One</title><link>/stories/2022/05/09/indecent-proposal-two-for-one/</link><pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2022 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2022/05/09/indecent-proposal-two-for-one/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="indecentproposal6.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 id="part-seven"&gt;Part Seven&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;…As I lay there on that beach sleep wouldn&amp;rsquo;t come to me this time, but I wasn&amp;rsquo;t exactly awake either. I heard the seagulls and the distant surf, and even my own relaxed heartbeat as well; I almost felt like a dormant computer in standby mode just waiting for somebody to accidentally bump the desk and shake my mouse awake. I was blissfully relaxed with Jack watching over me, like the most comfortable I&amp;rsquo;ve ever been, and this is saying something as I was stretched out on a nude beach in public while thinking about it, all while pretending to be Jack&amp;rsquo;s lusty wife. Laying there I also smelled both the coconut oil and Jack&amp;rsquo;s manly scent, and even the less intrusive smells of the beach. I felt the heat of the sun cook my naked back side like an oven, but what really seemed profound to me was that I FELT Jack next to me. Not his physical body, but his presence.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Indecent Proposal, Two For One</title><link>/stories/2021/02/04/indecent-proposal-two-for-one/</link><pubDate>Thu, 04 Feb 2021 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2021/02/04/indecent-proposal-two-for-one/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="indecentproposal5.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 id="part-six"&gt;Part Six&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;hellip;With both motivation from who knows where, and no real good other choices that preserved my &amp;ldquo;husband&amp;rsquo;s&amp;rdquo; confidence, I felt myself doing as he commanded. I playfully stripped off my towel and tossed it at him. It almost felt as if I were in a trance, but there was a familiar comfort in being ordered about like this, and I had of course asked him to man up a little. This little show of mine was powerful, and empowering, I felt like the entire room could burst into flames at that very second and Jack wouldn&amp;rsquo;t even blink, nor look away from me. It was of course one thing to tease him, like I had flauntingly done in my bikini the day before, but quite another to actually strip naked for him in broad daylight.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Indecent Proposal, Two For One</title><link>/stories/2020/04/20/indecent-proposal-two-for-one/</link><pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2020 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2020/04/20/indecent-proposal-two-for-one/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="indecentproposal4.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 id="part-five"&gt;Part Five&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;hellip;I woke in bed alone, slowly drifting up through the layers of a really good sleep, and for the first few moments slightly confused as to where I was. A strange room and bed can do that to me, I travel for work - rarely - and experience this disorientation no matter how comfortable the room is. Despite this disorientation I was happy, almost euphorically so, but I also had some strange dreams. In one, Pete and I had inexplicably shared a table alone over a drink while we chatted like intimate old friends.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Indecent Proposal</title><link>/stories/2018/11/10/indecent-proposal/</link><pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/11/10/indecent-proposal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="indecentproposal3.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Four&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You guys talk about all kinds of things, don&amp;rsquo;t you?&amp;rdquo; I asked, the conclusion a sudden, if not unexpected revelation, the leather gifts from Jack&amp;rsquo;s fellow employees suggesting a great many things about the depth of his purported kink, and by extension my own.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jack&amp;rsquo;s answer, delivered in the form of a knowing mischievous smile, should have caused me to blush. I also took notice that little Jack had not deflated yet, (likely for several obvious reasons) and when Jack caught me looking he just shrugged his shoulders as if to ask what I intended to do about doing this to him.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Indecent Proposal</title><link>/stories/2018/06/04/indecent-proposal/</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/06/04/indecent-proposal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="indecentproposal2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The ride home from the restaurant had been quiet, not because I was angry, but because I was contemplative. Jack had given me a lot to think about, and a rather huge compliment, the latter laying bare what I had come to suspect in the back of my mind. Jack was envious of Mike, his friend and my husband, and I was the apparent object of that envy despite Jack&amp;rsquo;s greater material success.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Indecent Proposal</title><link>/stories/2017/01/28/indecent-proposal/</link><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/01/28/indecent-proposal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;(story continues from &lt;a href="indecentproposal.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indecent Proposal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;So Mike dear&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I asked my husband while we were settled down on the couch watching some mindless television show, &amp;ldquo;..what made you choose such &amp;rsquo;nice&amp;rsquo; clothes for me to model for you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I like the way you look in them?&amp;rdquo; my blindsided husband responded without conviction.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then why haven&amp;rsquo;t you ever suggested something like them before? You used to seem to like me to dress more conservatively, most especially around Jack, which I thought I understood until just the other day.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>