When I was 31 I moved to South Florida - new state, new apartment, new job, new life.
I was carrying the boxes of my few belongings up to my new place when a man picked up one of the boxes from my car and said "Hey, let me give you hand with these."
I turned and saw a good looking guy, I guessed in his mid-forties, about my height (6'1"), with a touch of silver in his dark hair, bright blue eyes, and a nice smile.
I said "Thanks!" and he followed me up the stairs. After we had brought the last couple of boxes up the stairs, he stuck out his hand.
"I'm Dave, my wife Marie and I live a few doors down. " We shared a hearty handshake as I answered "I'm Rick. Thanks for the help. "
I offered him a beer, one of the few things I had in the fridge at the moment. He readily accepted and we sat on my sofa and shared the basic introductory small talk.
"I see you don't have much here yet. Why don't you join Marie and I for dinner this evening? It won't be any trouble - she's making spaghetti and always makes enough for an army! " he laughed.
"Oh, no, I couldn't. " I answered. "I wouldn't want to be any trouble. You've helped me more than enough today!"
"Nonsense - Marie would love to meet you. And I know we'll have more than enough food. When she makes pasta we're eating leftovers for days!"
"Don't you think you should check with her first before inviting strangers over to house? I don't want to cause any trouble between you."
"Don't worry about it. She loves meeting new people and feeding them. Come over around 7." he said.
"Well okay, thanks - but do let me know if she doesn't want company. "
"See you at 7." he said as he walked out the door. "Okay. And thanks for the help " I yelled out as he walked away.
I did a bit of unpacking, then jumped in the shower. I dug through my suitcases for some clean clothes. I made a quick run to the store and bought a bottle of a nice red wine to bring to Dave and Marie
Marie was quite attractive. Slightly shorter than her husband, I'd say 5'9," with thick black hair, cute round face with full red lips. Her body was curvy, but definitely not overweight at all. She thanked me enthusiastically for the wine and said she was glad Dave had invited me. The three of us sat and chatted over a glass of wine. I enjoyed a delicious dinner. Dave and I volunteered to do that dishes. Marie opened another bottle of wine and we talked for awhile longer before I thanked them for a very nice evening. Marie gave me a hug and they said if I ever needed anything to let them know. I told them the same.
Back in my apartment I did a little more unpacking and went to bed. I pictured Marie in sexy lingerie and Dave naked and hard and stroked off in bed fantasizing for the first time about my fun, and attractive new friends. Over the next few months our friendship grew. So did my fantasies about playing with this couple. When spring and the warmer weather came along I really started looked forward to the weekend days when Marie would wear her bikinis to the pool and I finally got a very good look at her smoking hot body. Dave also wore Speedo small and tight swimwear and my mouth watered at the sight of his big bulge.
After seeing Marie in her skimpy swimwear, I told Dave that I thought he was a lucky guy to have such an attractive wife.
He said "I know it. And you know how after 20 years of marriage people complain the sex gets stale or boring or they're just doing it a lot less. Not my Marie. She loves it! I'm often surprised about when and where she wants to jump my bones."
" Wow - you are a lucky guy!" I said.
We often had dinners together at my place or mine. We really opened up as we talked and I shared about being bi and I learned that they had done some swapping with other couples in the past.
One Saturday around noon, I was just hanging out at home. I had music playing, doing a bit of house cleaning, occasionally hitting my bong. There was a knock on my door. " Oh, hi, Dave. What's up?"
"Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked.
"Yeah, of course. come on in." I replied. He looked kind of nervous and I could tell he had something on his mind.
"Do you want a beer?" I asked.
" You have anything stronger?"
"Yeah, sure." I replied. "Help yourself to a bong hit if you'd like. " as I went to the kitchen and mixed a couple bourbon and cokes. (My favorite drink, by the way. )
Dave was hitting the bong when I walked back into the living room. "How's Marie? " I asked as I handed him his drink.
"She's fine " he answered."She's out doing some shopping. so I thought I'd stop by and see how you're doing. "
"I'm glad you did. " I said, "I've got nothing to do today. Nice to have some company. "
"So, you getting any lately?"
I nearly did a spit take as I was sipping my drink when he surprised me with the question.
I laughed and said "No not all, but then I haven't really been looking. What about you?"
" Oh, yeah, Marie always keeps me happy.." he said.
"Glad to hear if." I replied.
" So you're into gay stuff, right?" once again catching me off guard with his question.
"Well yeah, I've sucked a few cocks in my life. But I've told you that before. " I answered.. "and I really don't like anal. " before you ask."
"And you really like to suck dicks?" he asked.
"I love to suck dicks, and I love to eat pussy and like every other man in the world, I like to get my dick sucked." I answered. ".Now what's with all the questions? I knew something was on your mind as soon as I opened the door this morning! "
"Well, since we've met you and we've all been talking about our sex lives. Marie told me she's been thinking about seeing me doing things with another guy. " Dave said.