I'd broached the subject of a threesome several times with my wife over the years, but never got anywhere.
Fair enough initially I was thinking of another girl joining us, and my wife was very straight in that respect, she had no interest in sex with another woman. The last decade though as we neared the inevitable sexual doom that was our sixties I had inclined more to another man.
Not that I wanted sex with another man. I find men unremittingly ugly even if I have absolutely nothing against handling, or taking a cock into my mouth or arse. It's just my preference would always be the beauty of a woman's face. Seeing another man please my wife though. The idea of that definitely turned me on.
Lil, my wife was initially very hostile to this extra man suggestion, scarily hostile. So hostile I didn't mention it a second time for about five years. Over the years her body confidence grew thanks to her dance hobby, and she became less hostile to it as a fantasy while making love. In the end though she always said it was good as a fantasy, but she didn't want another man as she was worried it would change our forty-year long relationship.
I'm not sure it has, but here's the tale of how things changed.
We were out in town. We don't go out in town that often because one of us always has to drive home and so stay sober. Inevitably it was me, Sebastian.
On this night though Lil wanted to meet her former colleagues from work and they were seeing a band at a pub in the centre. The band are pants in all honesty, but the group seemed to like them and so would invariably get together to see the band play. If I'm honest it coincided with a day when both of us were feeling good. Our post-Christmas diets had been held until we were at ideal bodyweight, and both of us were fit again from various training regimes. We both felt and looked as good as it was possible to get.
I regretted driving and staying sober within an hour of getting to the pub. Not only did I want to drink, I wanted to stay out all night. Lil of course was enjoying herself immensely and her style of dancing soon drew attention from particularly the men in the crowded pub. It has to be said that once you have learnt how to dance in a burlesque style then dancing normally becomes more difficult. Lil danced burlesque.
Because we were feeling so good, when the band finished neither of us wanted to call it a day so decided on going to one of the few nightclubs in the town. There was always one or two from the group wanted to make a night of things and so we tagged along to one of the little night-clubs and our night of fun continued.
Lil, doesn't look her years, and she has always moved well on a dance floor so I was sat watching her and one of her friends dance with the other woman's husband. We were both chuckling at Lil's moves. At best you could say her dancing was suggestive, at worst slutty.
Certainly It wasn't long before it had its affect on a couple of the local men who joined the two women on the dance floor, amusing both of us sat at the table knowing that they stood less than no chance with either of them.
Lil knew I claimed to want to see her with another man of course, and I'd claim that circumstantially the evidence of my reactions backed that up. Lil told me later that this was why she checked with me first and as I seemed to be unconcerned by her dance partner, step up provocative nature to one of the men in particular.
The dance finished and her friend returned to the table but Lil remained dancing to the next track with both of the men. She did seem to favour one more than the other though, and after a while the 'spare' lost interest and went away.
The next tune was one I liked and so I went and joined her, together with our friends. The stranger moved over to allow me to dance with my wife, who if anything notched up the provocative nature of her dance when faced with me, certainly when she dances at you then it feels more provocative. He didn't leave though and continued to dance with the four of us.
After this one though we sat down again for a while and her erstwhile partner disappeared somewhere in the club.
About half an hour later the two men who had been dancing were at the door leaving, but the one dancing with Lil seemed to have a change of mind, waved his mate away and went back to the bar and ordered himself a drink.
As we were empty, I asked if anyone wanted another, as much curious as to whether he would speak to me as wanting another drink. I was after all driving and couldn't drink alcohol. Unfortunately, our friends turned it down, excusing themselves as they had to be up the next day.
We kissed our goodbyes and I picked up Lil's coat expecting to follow but she just said that she thought we were having another drink.
Chastened I went to the bar.
Her former dance partner was just leaving the bar as I arrived and we smiled in acknowledgement of each other. He was taller than me and a little bigger build. I guessed around his forties, with a full head of dark hair framing what I considered to be an ordinary face. He went past without saying anything so I ordered drinks for my wife and myself, shouting over the music.
After paying I turned to take the drinks back. Our former dance partner was now talking to Lil at our table. She was smiling as he gestured as part of whatever he was saying, nearly spilling his pint of beer as he did so.
I joined them and squeezed past before putting the drinks down. I remained standing though and offered my hand
"Sebastian" I said simply and he introduced himself as Mieszko. His pointed look at Lil meant she hadn't introduced herself so I introduced her to him. He took this as an invitation to sit with us. While it wasn't what I intended it didn't bother me, and of course I was getting off on his obvious attraction for my wife.
We chatted loudly over the table and volume of music and discovered Mieszko had come from Poland to work at the big plant in the town. His friend Jakub was on early shift which is why he had left.
We chatted, danced some more with Lil taking it in turns dancing at Mieszko and myself, increasing the bonding between us both as we shared the experience with chuckles and smiles. I did notice him grow an erection at least twice when Lil focussed her efforts on him and this turned me on more than being the focus of Lil's attention. Her dancing was definitely more on the slutty rather than suggestive side by then. Probably due to the amount she had drunk.
We chatted more, danced more, and then after what seemed very little time at all the club was closing.
We exited the club together and I asked Mieszko where he was staying. He told us and it certainly wasn't within walking distance and I offered to accompany him to get a cab.
"We can give you a lift" Lil said suddenly, more than a little drunkenly.
I pointed out that we couldn't because we were in the two-seater car and unless she was going to sit on Mieszko's knee we couldn't fit him in.
"I don't mind" Mieszko said looking at me with a joking leer.
We laughed at the smutty comment but Lil seemed to have missed it because she announced that if he didn't mind, she didn't mind.
"It's not as if there will be many police around at this time, is it?" she argued.
I looked slightly incredulously at her but she set off on her own towards the car park and we both followed behind. I decided to let her prove herself wrong.
"You won't fit" I observed as I walked with Mieszko behind.
"I don't mind, I will catch a taxi" he said, "just as long as I get to look at her backside some more". This time he glanced more anxiously at me, thinking he had gone a little too far, but like the last comment I just chuckled at the joke.
We reached the car and I unlocked it, opening the passenger door.
"See Lil, you won't fit"
"Nonsense" she announced, "there's loads of room".
She bent (almost falling) and slid the seat back as far as it would go before standing and taking hold of Mieszko's shoulders and half pushing and half ordering him to sit in the seat.
He did so easily as there is a lot of room really.
Lil took my arm for balance and climbed in and shuffled across so she was sat on his knee.
I had to admit they did fit in ok.
"I'm not taking you anywhere without a seatbelt!" In truth I was a bit worried about being seen with two in the front seat at all, but decided as I was stone cold sober it would be something I could talk my way out of in the remote chance we saw a policeman. It wasn't going to affect my driving at all.
Between them they fumbled the seatbelt around and managed to plug it in. Giggling like children as they did so.
With a reluctant curse I shut the door and went and got in the driver's side.
Both of them were still giggling and Lil was wriggling on Mieszko's lap.
Without a word I started the car and set off towards where Mieszko said he was living. It was out of town in the opposite direction to us and through a bit of countryside. I'd need directions as we got closer, but for now I knew the general direction.
The two were still giggling about something I couldn't hear.
"Comfortable?" I asked
"Oh yes, very" Lil said and in the corner of my eye I watched her wriggle her bottom more on Mieszko's lap.
"Mieszko?" I asked
"Nothing I would like to complain about" he answered with a smile and Lil wriggled again. "if she keeps still" he added drawing chuckles from Lil and myself.
As we waited at the first set of lights, I noticed Mieszko's hands were on Lil's legs. She had settled down now, and he was stroking them gently in tiny movement, his fingers on the inside of her thigs, half way between her knees and crotch.
My cock twitched at the suggestion of fondling my wife and I tried to concentrate on driving.
