"I'd like to try a threesome!" This simple unsolicited one-liner by my wife over, what was up to that moment, an uneventful dinner at home caused quite a stir to say the least. Granted, as many husbands fantasize about, I've been making this suggestion- and have been rebuffed with great hostility- for years; so, what happened? Was it something that she read, saw on TV or at the movies or just a random thought that seemed intriguing? Honestly, I really didn't care- if she was willing so was I!!!
Now the ground rules. After a number of lengthy discussions we decided to experience two independent events: a male-female-male and a female-male-female. Each conversation was exhilarating and the anticipation was overwhelming. Geez, I was walking around semi-erect all the time and my wife was much more attentive in bed. Even if nothing more happened, it was already a turn-on just to talk about it!
Before providing our game plan let me describe both my wife and me. I'm 5'8", 170 pounds, brown eyes, black thinning hair, a 6" penis that's rather thick, and, instead of having a 6-pack for abs my wife teases me by saying I have a 1-pack. I've been an athlete all of my life and have spent a reasonable amount of time in the gym. I'm north of 60 years of age but don't look or act like it. Most people find me approachable, fun and "well maintained".
My wife is drop-dead! She's 5'4", 110 pounds, brown almond shaped eyes, auburn streaked hair, a cute turned up nose, with a great round and firm ass, fantastic thighs, hips and calves, perfect lips, silky skin; and, natural 34Ds to die for. She also has a beautifully maintained pubic area with a mound of black pubes and is shaved from her vagina to her anus. She's younger than I and literally looks to be in her 40s! We've been married since early college.
With that out of the way, the question we were facing was where would we be able to identify willing partners? We came up with all kinds of places but settled on the most logical- the gym. We've both worked out several times a week for a number of years and have made a number of friends and acquaintances during the period. We decided that we would alter our normal routine and begin changing and showering before and after each workout while still at the gym instead of at home. This would keep us with our friends a little longer; and, allow us to more closely "examine the merchandise".
My wife identified what she would like to have in a male partner as I did for the female. Over the next week I spent time checking out the 4 or 5 friends of mine that were possibilities. In the end I selected David for a number of reasons, he's: mid to late 40s, divorced, taller than I, very well built, has a solid ass and abs and possesses a very impressive "uncut" penis. In addition, over the years David has made subtle comments to me about how beautiful my wife is and how lucky I am to be with her.
I approached David and asked if we could have a highly confidential conversation. When he agreed, I explained what we would like to ask of him, that this was a "one-and-done"; and, that there were no strings. After assuring himself that I was for real, he indicated his willingness to participate.
My wife had a similar experience in her locker room. She approached both a blonde and a dark haired woman- both beautiful and alluring. Each met my criteria: excellent body, fabulous face and lips, no tats or piercings, natural large breasts and areolas; and, a well groomed vagina. When she pointed them out to me I went for the dark haired beauty- her name is Gabrielle, or Gabby to my wife.
My wife approached Gabby, also in confidence, outlined the same ground rules re a one-time-only and, following the conversation, pointed me out to Gabby so that she could look me over. She liked what she saw and she too agreed-- our selections were now complete and on board.
The next stage of the preparation was to figure out how to pull this off. We concluded that there would be two separate scenarios and that the female-male-female would be the first. We did that because we thought it possible that David would not be as gentle as Gabby and that there might be some aftereffects- like a sore pussy. So, Gabby would be invited to our home for a pleasant, relaxing evening; and later in the month, David would join us at our favorite, dark, discreet and out of the way Italian trattoria.
Waiting the week for the evening with Gabby seemed to take forever. The anticipation for both my wife and me was really fun. We went over a number of scenarios that, in the end, didn't matter as it all came together seamlessly. Gabby arrived at 6PM, wearing a sundress with spaghetti straps that exposed her tanned shoulders and a pair of flats. She looked adorable. My wife wore black slacks with a modestly low cut white blouse and no bra. Me, khakis and a polo shirt.
My wife served appetizers and we all began drinking a very good champagne while getting to know one another better. This went on for the better part of a half hour then dinner was served along with more wine. As hoped the wine began to work on both women and the talk went to sex and the reason that we were all together. More wine and that was all that was needed. When my wife bent down to serve Gabby she (Gabby) looked down my wife's blouse, reached her hand up and gently took my wife's neck and pulled her down to give her a soft, erotic and passionate kiss- with tongue. It was just the way my wife and I hoped this would get started. We quickly adjourned to the bedroom.