Then, remembering what Vicky had said about the magazines, I quietly tiptoed in, carefully opening the drawer to find them. There were three of them, all titled Swinger. Quietly removing one, I went back to my own room and proceeded to read the magazine.

As I read, I was shocked when I realized how many people were swingers. It seemed that trading partners without jealousy was a big thing. I knew that Mike and Vicky were into it and we seemed as happy a couple as I'd ever seen. As I read more, I learned that suppressing the desire to know other people intimately was one of the things that...