This is a follow up to our previous story (Nikki's first MFM threesome) and is, again, based on a real experience which turned out to be one of the most sensual, fulfilling nights of our life. A little poetic license was taken with some of the details but what you'll read is pretty much as it happened.
It can be read as a stand alone story but if you would like some background on us and how we initially ventured into sharing Nikki with other guys then you can read our first story. This story involves wife-sharing, wife-watching and some minor male on male action. It occurred between three consenting adults and the relationship between Neil & Nikki is stronger than ever.
If this type of story is not your 'thing' please read no further, please don't give a negative rating and please don't leave negative comments. It meets the definition of the 'Loving Wives' category so if you don't like the description please find something else to read. For everyone else...we hope you enjoy.
After our venture into the swinging scene we had enjoyed a few encounters, including some with other couples, but it was the meets with single guys which particularly turned us both on. I loved watching Nikki with other guys and she preferred being able to concentrate on satisfying me and another male without keeping an eye out on what another female was up to. The fact that she was getting all the attention – the 'Princess Treatment' so to speak – was no doubt another factor in Nikki's preference for MMF meets. However, due to family commitments and a few less than ideal meets we took a few years out, happy to have at least lived out our long held fantasy.
Over the years we often talked about our swinging experiences during foreplay and considered venturing out again but Nikki always took cold feet whenever the fantasy edged anywhere close to reality. That changed one night when she confided that she had been having incredible flashbacks to one encounter in particular...with a guy called James. James had been one of our better experiences on the swinging scene but Nikki hadn't mentioned him in years. She even admitted to having recently masturbated and used her vibrator several times alone while fantasizing about him. Nikki was concerned this might make me jealous but it had the opposite effect, making be hard as a rock and a fantastic night of hot, sweaty sex ensued.
Just before she came Nikki looked me straight in the eye and said, "Neil, I want us to meet up with James again. I want to be fucked hard so much by him. I won't change my mind this time. I promise."
A few days passed and Nikki didn't broach the subject and laughed it off when I finally brought it up. I began to wonder if it had been something she had simply said in the heat of the moment, but the way she had looked and the words she had used seemed so definite. I decided to take a risk and try to create a situation where we would "accidentally" bump into James and see where that led us.
Thankfully, we still had the old email account which we'd set up specifically for the swinging website, so it was easy to find his contact details. I sent an email away, explaining Nikki's recent confession, and laying out my plan, suggesting that I was 99% sure she would be putty in our hands if we could manipulate a meet. I wasn't even sure if the email account was still live or whether he was still active on the scene. To my surprise, James replied almost immediately. He was interested...
It took a few weeks to organize. James had a flat in the city centre and we lived 20 miles away in the suburbs. Nikki would be suspicious if I suggested going into the city midweek for a meal or a drink and frustratingly James didn't seem able to commit to weekends. Although he had never admitted it, when we last met him we suspected he was married and only used his city flat midweek, returning home to his wife and family somewhere at the weekends. It had really turned Nikki on at the time, imagining that she was satisfying some sexual need that James wasn't getting at home.
Eventually, James suggested a Friday night at relatively short notice. Something in his diary had been postponed and he was available if we were. I innocently suggested a night out in the city to Nikki and she agreed.
Nikki and I travelled by train and had an early evening meal in one of our favourite restaurants. She was looking incredible, wearing a maxi-dress which emphasized her cleavage and heels which accentuated her legs. She had visited the hairdressers and a tanning saloon that week, the latter being something that she rarely did. I did wonder whether she had rumbled my plan. Her shoulder length, straightened brown hair was sitting perfectly and her blue eyes sparkled. I had told James that Nikki was in better physical shape than the time we had last met, and I wasn't lying. Through a combination of healthy eating and regular exercise we had both lost a little weight and toned up significantly. Nikki could still easily pass for someone in her late 20s / early 30s.
When I went to the restroom I checked my phone for any contact from James. Sure enough there was a text checking we were still on for tonight and asking if I had any suggestions for what might close the deal with Nikki. I quickly sent a text back saying that she had always wanted to be tied up and blindfolded.
"Really? That could be arranged!" came the text reply.
Being tied up and dominated was one of Nikki's unfulfilled fantasies. We had tried it ourselves on a few occasions at home but I couldn't really get into it to the same extent as Nikki, plus the ropes/ties we had used always came loose, ruining the effect. When James had asked for suggestions it was the first thing that came to mind.
After the meal I suggested going for a drink in the bar in which we had previously met James all those years ago. It was an up-market, classy wine bar just around the corner from his flat.
"Why not?" laughed Nikki with a twinkle in her eye. "Who knows who we might meet?"
Was it that obvious? Had she seen the email correspondence or was she just flirting innocently with no idea of what I'd arranged? Only time would tell.
I scanned the bar as we entered but there was no sign of James, although it was extremely busy so he could have been anywhere. We bought some drinks and found one of the few available tables next to a large glass window looking out onto the street. It was a tall table with high chairs. We talked and laughed and Nikki made some passing comment that it would have been really funny if we'd bumped into James! As Nikki excused herself to visit the ladies room I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. After she had left the table I checked the message.
"Sorry, I'm running late. Will be there in 5 minutes. Where are you sitting?"
I replied, telling him exactly where we were by reference to the shop I could see out the window.
Nikki returned and a few minutes passed where we continued to chat and hold hands across the table. Suddenly, I saw her eyes widen and her mouth formed a half smile, half open mouthed expression as something outside the window caught her eye across my shoulder. I turned around and walking slowly past the bar was James. He slowed and stopped immediately outside the window, his eyes and mouth mirroring Nikki's. He raised his hand as if to say "Hi" and had a quizzical expression as though he was trying to work out who these familiar faces were. I had to hand it to him...he was a consummate actor!
"Is that who I think it is?" whispered Nikki.
From her expression it was clear that this was a genuine shock to her. She may have joked about the chances of us bumping into James but clearly she hadn't expected it to actually happen.
"I think so!" I replied." It's been a few years but that's definitely James!"
We waved him in and he turned around and headed for the door.
"Did you set this up?" said Nikki urgently.
I couldn't tell whether she was angry or just in shock so I just shrugged in a non committal manner and said nothing.
By the time James approached the table Nikki had composed herself a little. She flashed him a gorgeous smile and said, "Hiya, stranger. Fancy meeting you here."
"I was just heading home," replied James. "You look incredible... Nikki...isn't it?" he said bashfully.
"Oh, you remember?" laughed Nikki.
"How, could I forget?" he winked.
I offered to buy James a drink and walked to the bar leaving the two of them alone for a few minutes. Watching them from the bar I could see them laughing and flirting like old friends. James had a quiet confidence, without being overly cocky, and Nikki was clearly still attracted to him. He really wasn't her usual type. In fact the first time we met him I thought nothing would happen but his smile and easy going manner had won her over. James was in his 40s and was taller and broader than me.
When I returned we talked about what was happening in our lives and what we'd been up to since we last met. James gradually turned the conversation towards the swinging scene, explaining that he still played a little and had even hooked up with a female 'swing partner' for a few years and all the doors and possibilities that had opened, including invitations to sex parties. He asked if we were still on the scene and Nikki and I looked at each other.
"We haven't played for a few years now, but we've talked about it," I replied.
"We had some bad experiences and decided to concentrate on each other for a while," added Nikki.
"I hope I wasn't one of the bad experiences!" mocked James.
"Oh no...you were definitely one of the better meets we had," said Nikki coyly, "in fact, we were just talking about you recently," looking at me with a smiling, accusatory expression.
Nikki explained that she was frequently tempted to try meeting someone again and that he had in fact been her favourite sexual partner from our first foray into the swinging scene.
"Do you still have the hooks above your door?" asked Nikki suddenly, out of the blue.
