I fell in love with my wife when we were only eighteen. It was the summer before we started college, and I met Marie volunteering at a well-known Animal shelter in Austin. She was kind. Marie was also beautiful and petite with straight brown hair. We didn't get together. A classic story, she was moving to College Station to go to A&M, and I was staying in town to attend UT. We didn't stay in touch, but I never completely forgot about her. We reconnected years later. I started Vet School at A&M, and she had stayed behind to complete her Masters. She remembered my name and called to me in a grocery store.
The idea of a threesome entered our relationship four months after we married. We were laying in our afterglow.
She asked me, "So... Do you have any fantasies you haven't told me about?" She laughed when I told her I would love to make love to her on a beach somewhere.
She teased, "You're so tame!" "Well what do you fantasize about?" She seemed nervous at the question, but she also seemed like she wanted to bring it up.
She made me promise not to be mad, and she swore we never had to try it. Finally, Marie admitted it. "I've always wanted to have a threesome with two guys."
I surprised myself. I was willing to entertain the idea, and the fantasy became a regular part of our dirty talk. The fantasy started to become real when she downloaded Tinder. At first, she would just chat with her matches. I loved watching her reactions. It went on like that for a month. Finally, she found one that she loved chatting with regularly. Jacob. She asked me if I was okay with her giving him her phone number. I felt unbelievably comfortable with the idea, and I said "yes." It was only another week before she brought up the idea of meeting him.
It didn't take much thinking. Marie has a good sense for people, and she thought Jacob was a safe, fun guy. I trust her, and she seemed to trust him. We set a date. Jacob knew I was coming, and he shook my hand first when we met at the bar. He was handsome. Marie gave him a hug that lasted too long. Over the next couple hours, it felt like we were three old friends catching up. I covered the bill and told Marie that I would wait for her in the car. She came out a few minutes later. She had kissed Jacob.
Marie's next move was a little unexpected, but not surprising. She told me that she might feel a little more comfortable with a threesome if she fucked Jacob first.
"In college when I first realized I had this fantasy, it was always that I would get two friends with benefits to agree to fuck me together," She explained.
She was nervous to explain it to me. "I just want to be comfortable with him first. I don't want to figure out a new sexual relationship in front of you for the first time. I think that would be too much pressure."