We originally published this under phillyintexas1234. We moved and changed profiles since that time.
We updated and expanded them a little to hopefully make them better stories..
We both wrote this together. With both of our inputs we hope to make it enjoyable by women, men and especially couples alike. We're interested in feedback and hope to incorporate some things we get from your feedback. The more feedback the better our future stories will become.
If you wish a reply let us know. Happy pleasurable reading.
Part 1
Linda and I have been married about 15 years, and we planned a week-long trip to Boston to celebrate our anniversary. As well as, an extended trip along the east coast.
We still have a great sex life which is kept fresh by occasionally living out some of our fantasies while on vacations. So far they've mostly been flashing, viewing others in strip bars, and sex in unusual places. We have been discussing taking it a little farther this time. Though, we're not sure yet what we'll be doing.
We are both in our late thirties and still in good shape. It's not hard for Linda to still turn a lot of heads with her long dark hair, long legs (she's nearly 5' 11), her firm 36C breasts, and well-rounded butt. Being 6' 4" myself Linda's long legs come in handy sometimes. I still remember that figure from the time we first started dating. I loved to watch that nice butt move and shake in front of me as we ran around the track at the gym. Though, I could run faster than her, it was much more enjoyable to be in the rear watching.
We checked into the local Holiday Inn—we had a suite with a bedroom and living room. We went to see some of the local tourist spots; as well as, some of the spots that cater to the locals. One night we went to a local trendy bar. It was real noisy and there was little room to move around. Linda was wearing a see through top with a white bra under it and a short form-fitting skirt.
After ordering a few drinks I excused myself to the restroom. When I returned I noticed that standing next to her was a good looking black gentleman about 45 years old—he had a slim and athletic appearance with a stately mannerism.
When I got there Linda said, "This is my husband Bill."
I said, "Hello."
He said, "My name is James and I'm from Great Britain. I traveled to Boston to visit some relatives. I stopped by to talk to Linda when I saw the Texas lapel pins on her collar. I'm doing a book on Texas to be published in England and I use every opportunity I get to interview anybody I meet from Texas."
He also said, "I don't usually go to a bar this noisy but while I was here in the states I just had to check it out. Do you want to go to a bar down the street that caters to soft jazz that has a much more relaxed atmosphere?"
We both said, "Yes, please."
We both jumped at the chance, since it was starting to get a little out of control at this place.
Since it was just a few blocks down the street we decided to walk.
I asked James, "Tell us a little bit about yourself."
He said, "I used to be a high school teacher—my specialty was physical sciences. I have a passion for archaeology and that both England and Europe were great locations for it."
I said, "We visited Greece and visited several archaeological sites while there."
Linda and James got started on a deep conversation about Egypt and the Holy Lands as we entered the door of the bar. It had a New Orleans feel to it and the music seemed to be a mix between blues and jazz. We immediately found an open table towards the back and ordered some drinks.
James got back on the subject of Texas again and we started discussing our experiences in detail.
He said, "I'm interested in virtually all aspects about the various ethnic groups. I'm researching their urban stories, religions and history."
It seemed like we talked forever.
My curiosity got the best of me and I asked, "How did someone from England decide to write a book about Texas?"
He said, "His late wife had died from cancer about five years ago and she always wanted to visit it. So I decided to write the book in her memory and also use it as a distraction."
Linda said to me, "Would you like to dance?"
I said, "I would after another beer or two."
James said, "I would love to dance with Linda if you don't mind."
I said, "Its fine with me."
Linda just grinned and grabbed his hand. They both couldn't get enough of dancing. After about 40 minutes they both came back to the table.
Linda said to me, "Are you ready to dance?"
She gave me that "you better look" so I grabbed her hand as James sat down at the table. On our second dance Linda got real close and whispered in my ear.
She said, "During the third dance I leaned in a little too far against James' thigh and felt that he had a hard-on. James realized what happened and apologized."
James said, "He hadn't had much intimacy since his wife died and the closeness with her had caused a reaction."
She said, "I just smiled at him and said I was flattered by his attention. To show that it didn't bother me I leaned in to him a few dances later and he just gave me a sheepish smile. I could tell he has a nice size penis and I just smiled back."
She asked me, "What do you think about what happened with James?"
I said, "James seems like a great guy and I don't have any problem with what happened on the dance floor."
She knew I meant she could push it a little further and see what happens. We went back to the table. I was really interested to see where this ended up. We had played around in front of others before so it wasn't completely new to us. We had sex together while another couple also had sex in the same room. Though, we never interacted during the get together.
We also played around a little with a friend of ours named Ray. We went skinny dipping in his pool. A few times he came up behind Linda and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the back of the neck. I could tell by Linda's reaction she could feel his hard on and I got an instant hard on.
After a while she said, "Let's go in the house and get a little more comfortable."
I decided to go with the flow. I always believed that when there's more than one guy to a woman the woman should take the lead and call the shots.
All of us dried off and went into the living room and sat on the couch together still in the nude. In about two seconds she was on her knees and giving me a blowjob-at the same time stroking Ray's now hard penis. I noticed his was about my length of my 6" plus, though mine was thicker. Linda gave me a wink and moved over and took Ray's penis into her mouth. Linda has always been good at oral. She took him in almost to the bottom instantly. It surprised Ray so much it didn't take him more than 2 minutes to cum which Linda quickly swallowed. To date, that's the farthest we've gone with anyone. Though, we did the same with Ray a couple of more times.
We've discussed it many times and we're both excited about going much farther once we find the right person. We agreed the first time should be on a vacation out of our local area.
When I got back to the table I looked over at James who had a slightly worried look on his face.
I said to James, "Linda told me what happened and that I had no concerns about it." He looked relieved."
I also said, "Relax and enjoy the evening."
Later he and Linda danced a few more songs and she sat back down while James went to the restroom.
Linda said, "I intentionally leaned into him again and noticed he was still hard. He seemed more relaxed this time. I told him I was glad the he was enjoying himself and, that after what he's been through he could use a little extra attention."
James returned to the table and we started to talk about our future plans.
James said, "I'm in town for a few more days and we should get together again."
Linda got a big grin on her face and immediately said, "Yes."
He said, "I'll give you my phone number at the Holiday Inn and we immediately broke out laughing."
I told him, "That's also where we're staying." So we decided to share a cab back. We continued our conversation about Texas on the return ride."
He asked us, "Would you like to come up to my room for a "night cap" from the hotel bar?"
I told him, "We have a cooler with some drinks in our room and you're invited to come along."