My wife Helen and I had been married about 7 years and were 30. She has a cracking figure with lovely blue eyes and her hair is long and brown with hints of blonds. She often wears her hair up which gives her a regal appearance.
Some time ago Helen and I had bought a vibrator. It was quite large and one night in bed we were trying it out. It was certainly effective and she was moaning as she came several times as I slowly slid it in and out and as I caressed her breasts she whispered to me, "How would you like to see another man's cock there and yours in my mouth?"
I was a little taken aback as this kind of idea nether mind action was very out of character for Helen who despite being quite adventurous in bed was very prim and proper out of the bedroom but I admitted that the thought really turned me on.
We spent the rest of that night and many others discussing what the guy would be like and what he might do to her. At this point I should say that Helen had only ever had full sex with me although she had done the normal things playing with guys and such before we met.
We talked about this a lot and fantasised about it for many nights using the vibrator to simulate another cock inside Helen while she would give me a blow-job and I began to wonder about putting the dream into a reality.
One afternoon I called into a gents toilet and went into a cubicle and locked the door behind me. I gazed around and saw written on the wall a message.
It said, "My name is Andrew and I have a very large cock for someone's wife or girlfriend. Ring (it gave a local phone number) at 7pm any Friday night."
I noted the number thinking it would probably be a wind up but maybe worth a phone call.
Friday night came and I drove to a phone box making sure I had plenty of change and called the number. After 2 rings it was answered. A male voice said a little nervously, "Hello."
I said, "I was hoping to speak to Andrew."
He replied, "Yes this is Andrew."
I told him, "That I had seen his message and was interested in a possible meeting."
He seemed very keen and asked, "What does Helen look like?"
I replied, "Helen has a perfect figure, 34C-24-34, loves wearing stockings, has beautiful blue eyes and shoulder length hair."
Andrew then described himself as 5'9'' with an athletic build brown hair and brown eyes. He said he was reasonable looking.
I asked him about endowment.
There was a short pause before he replied that he had about eight and a half inches and was fairly thick. He also said that he could stay pretty well and repeat.
I confessed that we had not had a threesome before and he told me that he had experienced only one before but had enjoyed it.
I said to him that we had fantasised about it and now I would tell her all about him with a view to meeting if she was keen on the idea. We arranged that I should call him back in a couple of days to let him know if we wanted to meet.
I returned home excited and told Helen the full story.
She laughed and said, "It didn't take you long to find someone did it!" Then we went into the details of the phone conversation and she was getting more and more turned on.
After a while she said, "There's no harm in meeting him as long as we are able to just walk away if we don't like him."
I agreed to this quite readily because in my mind it would be silly to risk it.
That night in bed we talked again about what might happen. We decided that it would be fun if Andrew were to go all the way with her first with me just watching so that she had a better idea of what sex with another man felt like. After that then a full threesome. This sounded great to me.
We decided that I would phone Andrew from the house with Helen listening on the extension. The time came for the call and we were both a little nervous as I dialled the number. It was answered again on the second ring by Andrew. I told him that Helen was on the extension and they exchanged a quick greeting quite formally.
Helen gave me the nod indicating that he seemed OK!. As the conversation progressed we decided that we would meet at a pub called The Clock on the A45 and then if we got along well go to a motel not far away where Andrew would have booked a room.
He suggested this because he knew that the rooms all had individual entrances so there would be no embarrassment with staff. We arranged to meet at 8pm on the Friday night which was only 3 days away. Andrew told us he would wear a green jacket and stand at the bar with a newspaper in his hand so that we could recognise him.
We came off the phone and I said to her, "Maybe you will get another cock on Friday?"
With a mischievous smile she replied, "I'm hoping to get more than one cock on Friday!"
Again we discussed what might happen with on Friday with both of us getting very excited.
That Friday was he longest day I have known at work. My mind kept flicking to the evening and hoping that she liked him and he liked her and hoping that his cock was as big as he said it was.
To prepare for the evening Helen had been shopping for a new outfit and had also spent the afternoon in the hair salon. When I got back from work there was a note downstairs that told that Helen wanted her outfit to be surprise for me as well as Andrew and that she would be downstairs at 7.30pm in time to get to the pub.
At 7.30 Helen came downstairs and declared herself ready for battle. Her hair was now a flowing mane of beautiful brown and blonde curls, her face was beautifully made up and the room filled with her musky perfume however she had a long coat on so the only clue I had to her choice of outfit was that it was a dress or a skirt as I could see her stocking clad ankles and stiletto heels.
I checked the time. A little early but not bad. We set off for the pub and arrived in the area about 10 minutes too soon so we pulled into a layby to talk and kill time. I asked Helen, "Are you still OK!"
She said, "I'm fine but we should take it bit by bit." I started the engine and we set off for the pub arriving there right on time
After pulling into the pub car park we sat for a moment while Helen checked her makeup in the mirror. She said, "OK! Lets go and see what happens." We left the car and made our way into the front door of The Clock Helen leading the way.
As we entered I saw at once a guy answering his description standing at the bar in a green top with a newspaper on the bar beside him. I took Helen to a table and stood with my back to Andrew and asked Helen if she could see him and what did she think.
She replied, "He looks OK! Perhaps we should introduce ourselves?"
My wife then slipped her coat of her shoulders and caught the eye of every man in the pub as she looked a vision of beauty in a backless black top that plunged deeply to reveal her cleavage and a skirt that was so short I'm sure that you could just make out that she was wearing stockings. It was the most revealing outfit that I had ever seen my wife wear in public and she appeared to be enjoying all the attention she was getting. With all the eyes in the pub on her she put her coat on the back of the chair, flicked her hair back and sat down crossing her sexy legs before picking up the menu as if everything was normal.
I went over to the bar close to where he stood sideways on to me. In an enquiring voice I asked, "Andrew?"
He turned to face me and said, "James, Helen is even more good looking than as you described her."
We shook hands and he offered to get the drinks. As the barmaid was getting our drinks he told me that he had been there about 10 minutes and looking at every couple who came in wondering if it was us.
Having got the drinks we went over to the table where Helen sat and I introduced them. Helen and Andrew shook hands very formally. I remember thinking at the time how odd it was considering what might be happening in an hour or so.