Carl Tropper
Suburban Wives and Their Sexual Infidelity
INTRODUCTION
In a changing society like the one that we are now living in many of the old fashioned morals that once prevailed are no longer part of the everyday pattern of living. In the case histories that follow about partners that swap it is with the knowledge of both partners in some cases and without in others. Some of the people have become involved in swapping clubs or the kind as a couple because they have become bored with the everyday style of their relationship. Others have ventured out on their own making excuses to their mate as to where they are when they go to their “Club Meetings.”
In all the cases these people are caught in the confusion of their changing needs and ideals. They need something different in their life, but yet pay an expensive price for their sexual infidelity in many ways. Most of these club people don't know how to deal with the guilt feelings even if their partner knows and shares their feelings.
Often if marriage partners don't get help with their problem they can go off and end a perfectly good relationship that could have otherwise been saved.
There are cases related within that show that partners who wouldn't usually get involved in this kind of a relationship do so because they are afraid that if they don't they might lose their partner. They end up being trapped by their own fear.
It becomes a sad social statement when men and women alike are caught up in fear, confusion, and their own changing needs to the point where they need to find fulfillment through a sexual outlet rather than finding more rewarding positive channels.
CASE NUMBER ONE
Ralph Wilson
33 years of age
Married
NOTES:
I have been seeing Mr. Wilson for the past six months on a regular twice a week basis. When Mr. Wilson first came to me he was extremely nervous and very shy. It took him quite some time before he could talk to me freely about his sexual problems and how they affected his daily life.
Mr. Wilson is a lawyer, he lives with his wife and two children in an upper middle class neighborhood, and he seems to be a normal person on the surface. He and his wife began to engage in swapping two years after their marriage, and have been engaged in this practice ever since.
I think you will better determine Mr. Wilson's personality if you read the text of his transcript.
I think my biggest mistake was getting married right after I finished law school. I was still a kid at the time in more ways than one. I mean, I was just twenty-three, and my wife was twenty-one. We were both very immature, and in many ways, we still are.
My wife and I met while I was still working for my B.A. We started having sex on our third date, and after that, that was all we did almost. I think we spent most of our time either in the back seat of my car or in some motel. Of course there were all those fraternity parties we went to.
That's where the swapping began in the first place. At those fraternity parties we would play a gam that was called switch-the-bitch. That's when you would trade dates with someone else. This would go on all night, and you might end up having been with four or five different cunts.
Of course, during all that switching, a lot of fucking went on. I remember one night when Linda-that's my wife's name-and I got back together again, she told me how she had been fucked by seven different guys that she could remember, and that there might have been some she didn't remember.
Well, as soon as we got married, I thought all that stuff was behind us, and for the first year, our sex life was just great. It was during the second year that everything went sour on us. I don't know how that happened or why. All I know is that it did happen.
It seems that one day we were happily married, and the next day we weren't. We were so distant after that, and our sex life dwindled down to almost nothing. It got so we were fucking maybe once a month, if that.
This went on for almost a year, and I began seeing a psychiatrist at that time, but there wasn't anything he could do for me. I mean, I just didn't find my wife sexually attractive any more, and there wasn't anything he could do that could change that.
I guess that's when I started looking around at other women. I didn't do anything except look though, and of course that would make me even more frustrated than I was to begin with. I mean, I would see some good-looking cunt, and I would get a hard-on, that just wouldn't go away.
Then I met this other lawyer and we became good friends after awhile, and pretty soon we were talking about our sex lives. He was married, too, but he had started wife swapping right after the honeymoon. According to him, it was the only way he could enjoy sex.
“I've just got to be fucking another man's wife,” he said, “before I can really turn on.”
Why's that, I asked.
“I don't know,” he replied, “but I realized right away that I needed someone else besides my wife. I knew that before we got married. Then one day at this party I got to talking to this guy and he told me how he wanted to fuck my wife. He had just seen her a few minutes before that and he had the hots for her.
Well, I didn't go for the idea right away, but then I got a look at his wife, and I decided that I wanted to get in her pants as badly as he wanted my wife's pants. The four of us got together then after the party and that's when we made the switch. He went home with my wife and I went home with his wife.
Now let me tell you about this cunt. She was something else. She had tits way out to here, and that ass of hers shook so much I couldn't believe it. I couldn't wait to get my hands on it, and she couldn't wait for me to get my hands on it. As I was driving her to her place she began to suck me off.
I mean, this was the first time this had ever happened to me, and I was really surprised by it. When she did, she unzipped my zipper, pulled out my cock, leaned right over me, and began to suck away. I really had a hard time driving after she did that.
I mean, how could I keep my mind on the road with her sucking me away like I had never been sucked off before? Her mouth was just too much, and she was moving it all over my cock, and she had almost my whole cock in her mouth, and when I came, I exploded so much my whole body just shook.
I was gasping for breath, and the come was just pouring off me, and she was still sucking me like the madwoman that she was.
She couldn't get enough of my cock, and I was glad of that. I wanted her to keep my cock in her mouth for just as long as she wanted to.
When we got to her place, she couldn't get my clothes off fast enough, and I couldn't get her clothes off fast enough. We were both animals at that point, and I wanted to fuck her in the worst possible way. I could feel my cock throbbing away just from my thinking about it so much.
The first time we fucked it was right on the carpet in the livingroom. We lay right down on it and she got right
