I really couldn't believe I was in this situation.
I was lying on my side in a hotel room. My husband, Mark, was lying next to me. I could tell by the way he was breathing that he was right on the edge of falling asleep.
While Mark was dozing, Brian was lying behind me, spooning with me as it were. As I felt him pressing up against me, I raised my leg just enough to ease his access. He slid his cock into my ass and start gently pumping me, in and out, very slow and relaxed. He wasn't in a hurry at all. We had all come so many times already that this was just a calm way to enjoy each other. It was wonderful. I opened my legs a little more to let Brian know that I appreciated his attentions, and snuggled up to my husband. So, there we were. Lying in the warm afterglow of an incredible sexual experience, Brian gently sliding in and out of me, Mark sleeping with a content smile on his face, and me feeling more intense sexual satisfaction than I had in years.
But that's the ending. You knew how this story ended before it started.
Here's the beginning.
Mark and I had been married for 14 years. Standard stuff...suburban existence, kids, pressure, relationship ups and downs, everything.
I don't know when we first started talking about it, but the concept of a threesome had been in our minds for years. I think it was a game we would play. A dare. Who would be willing to go the farthest. Was this just a fantasy, or would you really make it a reality? Would you REALLY make it a reality, or are you just saying that. Back and forth.
Then somewhere over the last year, things changed. Somehow, the idea of being a fantasy really did morph into the idea of making this a reality. I remember when Mark finally laid down the ultimate bluff: If you want to do it, then that's fantastic. Find a guy you would be comfortable with and I'm totally ok with it. He even signed up for an swinger web site where we could meet guys.
At first I acted a little uninterested. Honestly, I was kindof shocked It seemed like too much. I pretended I wasn't interested. I ignored the web site.
But then I started looking around, doing searches, stuff like that. There were so many guys out there! I didn't know where to start or what to do. Some were real weirdos. They were easy to spot. Where were the regular guys? I didn't want some "Ken doll" type that was totally in love with himself. But I didn't want some disgusting dork either.
So I took the plunge and sent a few messages to some guys. I was pretty straight forward with them. I told them that my husband and I were just looking, that we didn't know if we would really go through with anything, but that we were hoping to have some fun. Most responded right away. Some didn't. I figured the ones that didn't just gave up and weren't logging on to their account anymore.
Of the guys that responded, it was pretty easy to see who was going to be likable and who wasn't. Most just came on way too strong. Can't believe they would think that would work. Just a complete turn off.
I started off with maybe eight guys that I sent messages to. Between non-responders and jerks, it quickly came down to two: Brian and Roy. They both seemed like "regular" guys. They weren't cocky or obnoxious, and they both totally understood when I told them that this was my first time and I was trying to "learn as I went".
Roy lived in town. He was a couple years younger than us, and seemed to be a successful, decent guy. The one thing I hadn't thought a lot about was the looks of these guys, but Roy really stood out. He had a real "model's" face kind of look, with blond hair, a huge smile and gorgeous eyes. Of course, it took a few messages before he felt comfortable enough to send me a face picture. But the pictures of his body that he sent before were pretty impressive too. He had nice muscles, but not too much. And he sent a great shot of his butt which I just loved! It was nice and round and very sexy.
Brian lived an hour away. He was almost exactly our age, and owned several Subway restaurants. He was divorced, with no kids, and was just looking for some fun. He was really reluctant to send me face shots at first. I think he was worried that he would be "outed". I understand that. But I really liked him. His attitude and his approach just made me feel comfortable. In a way, he reminded me of my husband, so maybe that's part of it.
One thing I was a little worried about was Mark being jealous. Both of these guys were in better shape than Mark. Would he feel threatened? This whole thing opened up this area of male competition and I wasn't sure what to expect. In particular, the photos Roy sent showed him with a very large erection. Mark's penis is fine, but very much "average" in terms of size. I wondered how Mark would feel about Roy's. Would that threaten his ego?
So, one night as Mark and I were having sex I told him I was thinking about taking him up on the threesome. I hadn't mentioned it in a few weeks, and I think he probably figured I had lost interest. He seemed genuinely excited by the idea, and asked me if I had anyone in mind. I told him to hang on a minute and got my laptop.
As we sat in bed, I showed him my two picks and we read through their profiles as well as the messages we had exchanged. "Which one do you think you would be most comfortable with?" I asked.
"Well, its really more up to you than me", he replied. "I think they both seem like decent enough guys."
"So, you would be ok with either one?", I asked.
"Sure, I guess", Mark responded.
"What do you mean by 'I guess'?", I asked, thinking that he was hinting that he didn't want Roy.