Sexual consenting freedom

He asked her to be a hotwife

Share the love of other men,

Unsure if he saw her as cheap

Or whether it was a compliment,

She thought, then decided to ask him

And he said it’s because you’re beautiful and fit,

And I want the best in life for you

And I want to see you enjoying it,

I want you to savour all of this,

He said though they were in love

That he wasn’t really enough,

She thought about the proposition one more

Then she agreed and now she sees others that she adores,

And shares her experiences and he saw

Her being taken on the bed, against the wall, and on the floor,

And nothing ever pleased them both more,

So happier they are now it’s true

It may not be for the likes of me and you,

But it’s hard to know what you’ve never tried

But it only works I guess where there are no jealousy or lies,

And where you share the stories of everything that went on

And to be able to agree it keeps going on or if your done,

This is the ultimate of sexual consenting freedom.