My husband Mark is a voyeur at heart. We have had a bunch group sex experiences but his favorite thing to do is share me and watch or hear about some fun I've had after the fact. I've been able to bring him home some stories over the years and he's seen me in action as well during multiple-partner sessions. However, this experience is unique because it is the only one where Mark was not involved directly or present in the same room but watching from a hidden vantage point.
It happened on a Halloween a few years back. We decided to dress up and go to a club nearby. It was Mark, my best friend Dana, and me. Dana and I were dressed as sexy witches and Mark was some generic vampire guy. We got there about 9:00. The three of us were having a great time drinking and dancing. Dana is one of a handful of people familiar with our lifestyle as well as being active in those types of activities herself. My first threesome was with Dana and Mark. She was my first lesbian experience, has had several threesomes with Mark and I, and my first "swing" was with her, her hubby, and Mark. The point of all that is we are pretty adventurous, keep our "options" open when we're out like this (with Mark's blessing.
A few hours into our night, Dana and I are outside the club smoking. She notices a guy who keeps looking in our direction. Dana is very outgoing, almost to a fault, which makes up for my tendency to be a little shy. She grabs my arm and we walk right up to him and Dana introduces us. His name was Shane and he was supposed to meet some people that never showed up. He was fairly tall (which I like because at 5'8 I'm on the taller side for a girl) and good looking with a slim but solid build. After a few minutes of talking and reading body language, it was clear that Shane was into me. We walked back in the club and caught Mark's eye. He knew right away what was happening and Dana fell in next to him while I stayed near Shane.
We all had a few drinks and hit the dance floor. Shane and I got into a groove and were doing the usual dirty dancing. He was behind me running his hands all over my body and I was grinding my butt into him. I know he was getting turned on because I could feel his hard-on against me. We wound up back at the table with Mark and Dana. We were having so much fun we didn't realize how much time had passed. It was closing time and we were herded out of the club and into the parking lot. Mark, Dana, and I all realized we were too drunk to drive so started thinking out loud about a cab. Mark had whispered to me earlier that I should invite Shane home with us but I got nervous and Dana was too drunk to be of any help. The problem solved itself when Shane offered to drive us home. He had only had a few beers and was okay to drive. I got in the front with Shane and Mark helped Dana into the back seat and climbed in after her.