The Wife Who Helped Bring About
Their First Threesome
Posted for Evie by ThreesomeJoan
Over the few years previous to the subject of this letter, I had picked up and read some of my husband's men's magazines, just to see what he was reading. No surprise, most of the mags included lots of girly pictures, many nude, often showing girls, couples and groups engaged in some form of sexual activities.
More importantly, often the magazines included "Letters" sections where men and women revealed their preferred sexual positions, and sexual variations. Some of the letters made me laugh out loud. However, some of the others gave me a bit of a turn-on. Frankly, I was surprised that some of the letters had that effect on me.
I was surprised to read that many men enjoyed "sharing" their wives with other men. Upon further reading, I learned that many such husbands often participated, resulting in two men simultaneously "making love" to one woman. That notion seemed to stick in my head, and make me wet. I couldn't help but wonder what that would be like. And, I wondered if my husband had ever entertained that idea.
Over a period of months, the more I thought about such sex play, the more turned-on I became. To be honest, I wasn't sure if I would ever really consider being part of such play. And, I didn't feel comfortable with the idea of bringing up such ideas to my husband. My husband had never brought up such a subject either.
After stewing the idea over in my head, I began to think that I might enjoy letting myself be more attractive to other guys, just to see how I might react to the overt attention of other guys. That would also give me some hints as to what my husband thought about me being attractive to other guys. Maybe... just maybe, I might be interested in trying some unconventional sex play. Then I got an idea.
My husband and I planned on going out for dinner and dancing the following weekend. I decided I would dress extra sexy for the evening. I wanted to see if other guys would 'oogle' me, and how my husband would react. During the week I went out shopping, and picked up some very brief undies, a sexy short skirt, and a rather revealing (and thin) blouse.
When the night of our outing arrived, I showered, and dressed in my new outfit, complete with a pair of skin-tone thigh-high stockings and sexy high heals.
My husband (Ed) walked into the room just as I finished getting ready. "Wow," he said. "You are really looking hot tonight, honey! I'm getting hard just looking at you in that outfit. But don't you think that's a little too provocative for tonight?"
I figured that was my opportunity to gauge his reactions to my potential attractiveness to other guys. I calmly said, "What... are you going to get jealous if some guy starts hitting on me?"
Ed started to reply. "Well..." But, I cut him off.
"Besides," I said jokingly, "I would always let you watch." He and I both laughed a little, and we dropped the subject. We headed out the door.
We showed up at the hotel/restaurant, and sat down for dinner. When we finished eating, Ed reached for his wallet to pay the bill, when he realized that he had left it at home. I, having thought that I wouldn't need mine, had left my purse at home too. Ed explained the situation to the waiter, and told me to wait there, that he would be right back, since home was only 20 minutes away.
"I'll be right back," he said. I just casually replied, "I'll just be listening to some music in the bar." He left, and I strolled into the bar. I sat down in a booth. Having no money, I couldn't order a drink, so I just enjoyed the music. Feeling a bit hot, I unbuttoned the top couple of buttons of my blouse. I guess I exposed a fair amount of cleavage.
A few moments later, an attractive, well-dressed guy walked into the bar and sat down on a stool. He ordered a drink and leaned against the bar to relax. I watched as he surveyed the bar, before his eyes focused-in on where I was sitting in a booth. He probably could not tell from that distance, but I blushed when I realized that he had caught me staring at him.
He picked up his drink from the bar, and walked toward me. "Hi," he said, as our eyes met again. "Care for some company?" he asked. When I didn't object, he introduced himself, and I did the same. He told me his name was Kurt. I was hesitant for a second, but then I figured what the hell. I was kind of bored anyway while waiting for Ed to return. I told him my name, and that I was waiting for my husband, and about Ed having forgotten his wallet. He offered to buy me a drink, and although I was once again hesitant, I accepted, because I was thirsty.
While he was in the process of sitting down, I noticed that his gaze dropped to my chest. I guess my slight lean forward onto the table gave him a nice view down my top, and at my cleavage. I had to smile to myself. I guessed that I was still sexually attractive.
Soon we were talking, and hit it off quite well. I reminded him again that I was waiting for my husband, but that did not seem to deter him. Kurt told me he was on a business trip, and had a room in the hotel. He said he had finished up for the night, and had decided to come down to the bar for a drink.
We started laughing and having a good time, talking about different things, when a good, up-beat song came on the jukebox. He asked me to dance. Well, because I was having such a good time, I agreed. We danced the next two songs, and then a slow song came on.
Without thinking I said, "This is one of my favorite songs. Would you care to continue?"
"I'd love to," he replied. I was having a good time, I just sort of naturally moved closer to him. He took my hand in his, and put his other hand on my back. Without thinking anything unusual about it, I put my arm around his shoulder, and we begin moving slowly to the music.
Getting into the mood of the music, our bodies started to press tighter and tighter together. Then I realized that he had moved his hand slowly down to my ass, and had let it rest there as we danced.
About that time Ed got back to the restaurant and took care of our bill. Remembering that I had told him I would be waiting in the bar, he headed to the doors leading into the bar. That's when (he told me later) he looked through the glass and saw me dancing.
Ed told me that my back was toward him, and he could see Kurt's hand on my ass. Ed said that at first he had gotten angry, but then he sort of mellowed out and decided to just watch from a distance, in the shadows.
Meanwhile, not knowing that Ed was there and watching, I felt Kurt's other hand move to my ass, then he grabbed it gently, and he then squeezed it. I don't know why, but I didn't stop him. His aggressive attentions were actually turning me on. Again I thought, 'what the heck,' and I lowered my own hands and sort of squeezed his ass.
