It had been a couple of days since Jack and Emma had had their meeting with Mark and Charlotte, who they had meet on a swinger site. And even though they had stayed with each other it had been their most sexual and enjoyable night ever.
Unlike the first time that their sex life had taken a turn to the more extreme, there was no awkwardness this time. The very next morning they had been able to discuss it and both agreed that they wanted more. They had experienced a different side to their sexual desires. And even though Emma had given a blow job to another man and Jack had now received a blow job from another women, there was no pressure in their relationship. In fact, they had never been happier and had a new found trust and honesty with each other.
Even though Mark and Charlotte had said that they had enjoyed meeting, they didn't know if they meant it or would want to meet again.
A week after the meeting Emma was having a lazy day in bed, I was downstairs pottering around. Emma checked the swinger's site and hurriedly came downstairs.
She entered the kitchen in a hurry, "You ok?" I asked.
"They've sent us a message!!" She exclaimed.
"They said they had a great time and would both like to take it further, If we wanted?"
She was nearly hopping from one foot to the other with excitement as she read it.
"What do they mean take it further?"
"Well, I'm not sure. They don't actually say, but I imagine they mean... well you know... doing things with us, not just each other"
"And if they do mean that?" I asked. "What then? Do you want to do it? Do you want to be in the same room as I'm doing stuff to another women? I know we've talked about it. But will we actually do it?"
"I love you and I'm really happy with you. But let's face it, you'd enjoy yourself and so would I." She said with a smile on her face. "Plus, we'd have fun, a new experience and excitement, but we get to come home with each other. And there is no way we'd do anything with anyone without the other person knowing as there is no need!"
I walked towards her, took her hands in mine and leant in and kissed her.
"You know that once we do this there is definitely no turning back, we can't undo it."
She took a second and whilst staring into my eyes said, "I know, but I'm game if you are?"
I kissed her again, "Ok, let's do this."
A big smile spread across her face, "Ok, I'll message them. I love you." She said as she kissed me again.
She sat down and started typing on her phone. The thought of being with Charlotte and seeing Emma getting pleasure was a great thought and my cock was twitching as It raced through my mind.
Over the next week messages went back and forth. Both Mark and Charlotte meant what we thought, they wanted to take it further and swap with us, in the same room. They invited us over to theirs late in the afternoon on a weekend in a couple of weeks' time. We booked a hotel, that way we had somewhere to get ready, stay and more importantly, we had an escape plan if either one of us got cold feet. Until then, our minds could wander and mine did a lot!
A few weeks later and the time had come. We were stood in the hotel about to call a taxi to take us to their house. I was wearing dark, tight jeans, boots and a fitted blue shirt. I'd not bothered with boxers with the view of making it easier later.
Emma looked stunning. Her makeup was perfect, she had black heels, a body clinging blue dress with a zip on the back. She had a black lace bra which exaggerated the cleavage from her 36C breasts. Her dress was cut just above her bra line, so they were on full display. She had no knickers, which due to how tight the dress was, was obvious.
I stood there admiring her knowing that her bald pussy was there and was probably already getting wet with anticipation.
We caught the taxi and gave the address. The taxi stopped outside a very nice house. We walked up the drive way, the sun beginning to lower in the clear sky. We stood in front of the door.
"Well, this is it" I said. "Last chance to back down".
Emma looked at me, reached up and pressed the doorbell, "You know my answer."
About 30 seconds later Mark opened the door. He was wearing a white shirt that showed off his physique perfectly with a pair of black jeans. He took a step out, leaned forwards and kissed Emma on the cheek. He took a step back and offered his hand to me.
As I shook it, he said "welcome, we are really glad you decided to come. Come in please" he said gesturing us inside.
The house was just as spectacular on the inside as it was in the outside. We walked through a small hallway and through a door which opened to a wide kitchen, dining room and family area. The area was white and stylish with floor to ceiling glass along the back wall revealing the garden and views of the sea.
