Two couples. The real deal.
Hannah and her partner Jack (she is still not used to the term "husband") – 36 and 53 respectively, are an extremely open-minded couple in more than a few aspects. Married for nearly five years – which feels like an eternity to him, she's sure, as she is a handful – more on that later. They met 10 years ago at work and...well, it would take a trilogy to document their adventures.
Hannah is a study in contradiction. While she is attractive, so she has been told (and shy) – at 5'1", 115lb, blonde, and getting better with age (yikes! – ignore the forehead wrinkles) – she is frequently mistaken on the street for Reese Witherspoon. (it's the chin, the chin). She dresses in a rather stylish combination of classic & on-trend – but never revealing in any way – period. She prefers to be wanted for her mind first – the rest is gravy.
Her man – bless his soul – is not quite as – shall we say – prude. He does not see me naked nearly as much as he'd like ... maybe you (she) can entertain him (and him) with me. Jack grudgingly allows me to dress him – actually I demand it – and he has a great ass, nice legs, gorgeous hair and eyes – a man you feel safe with (unless the situation calls for otherwise). Jack is a red-blooded male, and I admit he is starved for some basic physical attention. I have been neglectful – it is true. And I would like to change that – with some company, perhaps.
Jack gets off on this – Literotica. I had never heard of the concept – never crossed my mind. Yep that's me – surface prude. I get off on intellectuals – men and women. But – hey we are all friends here – I actually may very well have had quite a few more ... let's say – experiences than Jack. In fact, the most rewarding was a relationship I had with a couple.
The reason it worked – that situation, and I remain very close with my girlfriend – was because we had a foundation - we knew each other to a certain degree. And of course – we were all, I'll admit – pretty damn hot.
So this is what I envision: and if you read my bio I mean it – looks are secondary to wit, intelligence, personality. Now, I will be honest; why not? – I have "been with" (definition later) more than one woman in my travels, and I consider myself a potential bisexual – sexually, that is. Jack – well, he is more adventuresome than I ever imagined years ago – these "recurring scenarios" may play out in terms of pairings/triplets in ways unanticipated – so I think I will leave that door open.
If you are still reading this, you are my kind of material. Hell I will just lay it out – I am pretty damn...impetuous and unpredictable – in the right moment. Here are a few teasers:
Imagine: lazy 3-day weekend in Key West. Hanging out, drinking at a thatch-roofed bar. Jimmy Buffet on the jukebox. Apparently a song came on that lit me up. I jumped off my stool and onto the bar, and tore off my shirt. Now – I am no Playboy Bunny – au naturel here – but the B/C, small – and very, very responsive nipples – were well-received by the pleasantly surprised patrons.
