You can decide if this is a true story or not...
It had taken several years and a few false starts to get to this point, but today was the day Neil was finally going to see Nikki, his wife of 15 years, fuck another guy!
They'd been together since they were teenagers and both had been virgins when they married in their mid-20s, so neither had any experience with anyone else. Now at the age of 40, Nikki had blossomed into this adorable, sexy woman who had kept herself fit and trim, with fantastic, pert 36B breasts and an ass and legs to die for. She was a 5'2" brunette with a cute, girl next door look about her. However, those sweet innocent looks hid the sexual appetite of an adventurous, horny woman. 'It's the quiet ones you need to look out for' had never been truer.
Nikki lacked confidence at times and Neil had been keen to watch Nikki with another guy for some time, partly because the idea turned him on like crazy, but also because he felt it would boost her self-esteem and finally convince her how incredibly hot she really was in bed.
Neil and Nikki had talked about swinging for years and had come close a few years back with another married couple they'd known since they were teenagers. A few games of strip jack poker and dares had taken them close but it had gone no further than kissing games and seeing each other naked. During one blindfold game Neil had cheated by briefly peeking over the silk scarf tied over his eyes, catching an ever-lasting image of Nikki sitting astride his best mate (who was also blindfolded) with one of her tits cupped in her hand, pushing it into his mouth with a wicked, satisfied look on her face. Neil and Nikki had often talked of "going all the way" with those friends, but unfortunately they split up and divorced before that seemingly inevitable next step could happen.
Years passed, and the idea of swinging -- and in particular a MFM threesome -- played a large part in their role play and fantasizing throughout that time. Bit by bit they had built up the confidence to join a swingers website and gradually add their own profile, sexy photographs and begin replying to the overwhelming response from single guys whenever they logged on. However, Nikki always got cold feet whenever it came close to moving from fantasy to reality, and months could pass without them even signing on, with Neil beginning to despair that this was never going to happen. That was until Pete got in touch...
Pete had contacted them via the swingers' website and was non-pushy and didn't give up after months of silence and polite "not sure if we're ready yet" replies. He had an excellent track record and feedback on the site and, although his face pic wasn't the type of guy Nikki would normally find attractive, there was something about his cheeky grin and humorous profile which had told her this might finally be the one. If she was being totally honest, his 8.5" cock had also been a consideration!
Pete and Nikki had talked a few times on the phone and, once they had agreed to meet, he had done an excellent job of emailing all week leading up to the rendezvous, pushing all the right buttons in terms of humour and building the sexual tension. In his final email he had asked Nikki to wear a skirt, come bare legged and, if they hit if off, to try let her wild side emerge -- what could cute and innocent Nikki do to/with him which she had never done before?!
The Friday arrived and they had both taken the day off work; Pete was self-employed and he had suggested a day-time meet. Nikki had pampered herself all morning and was wearing sexy black underwear, a black sleeveless top and a tight floral patterned skirt which stopped just above her bare, lightly tanned knees. As they drove to the bar/cafe venue at 10.30am Nikki began to get cold feet. She wasn't sure if she could go through with this... However, they agreed that it would be rude not to turn up, so they decided to at least have a drink with him. They arrived, got a corner table, ordered some soft drinks and waited for Pete. He arrived exactly on time and bounced in the door wearing a dark suit, open-necked blue shirt and his boyish grin. He too was in his early 40s and had kept himself really fit via jogging and plenty of time in the gym. Neil went to the bar to get Pete a drink and watched his wife chat, smile and flirt with this relative stranger. He could feel his erection growing.
When Neil returned he was surprised to find that Pete and Nikki had wasted no time and were discussing swinging quite openly; how Pete had got into it, how long he had been doing it and so on. Neil and Nikki told him about the couple of false starts they had had via the swingers' site, with timewasters, pic collectors and rude single guys. They had even got as far as meeting a guy the previous year, but Nikki hadn't clicked with him face-to-face, so nothing had happened. Nikki confessed that although she enjoyed fantasizing about a threesome, she wasn't sure if she actually wanted to do it for real. She was also nervous about how she would compare to all the other girls Pete had been with, given her lack of experience. Pete placed his hand on Nikki's thigh and told her she looked absolutely incredible. He also assured her that she was under no pressure to do anything today; that he only wanted to play if she was absolutely sure. Nikki smiled and stroked his hand, moving it further up her thigh in the process.
They chatted some more, initially about sex but gradually drifting into general chit chat about common interests and Neil worried that the meet was losing its way. To test the water he asked Nikki if she wanted a glass of wine. He was dismayed when she said "No", as having a wine had been their agreed signal that she was comfortable and wanted to go through with this. However his heart (and erection) leapt when she said, "Let's have a drink back at our place -- that is, if Pete's still interested!" "Hell yeah!" grinned Pete, and Neil hurried to pay the bill before Nikki could change her mind.
As they walked out the cafe bar Neil saw Pete hold the door open for Nikki and eye her up and down as she walked past, flashing him a gorgeous smile. Pete's eyes lingered on her lovely ass and her shapely, bare, tanned legs. Nikki knew fine well that both of them were eyeing her up -- and she loved every minute of it.
During the short drive back to the house Nikki raised the topic of how they would get started. In his emails Pete had suggested that, as it was her first time, Nikki might like to start with him alone, with Neil in another room and only join them once they were both warmed up. Neil and Nikki hadn't been keen on this -- after all, it was same room sex which had been their fantasy. However, Nikki surprised Neil in the car by asking him if he'd mind going through with Pete's suggestion, as she thought it might make her less nervous. Neil agreed and, to his surprise found this change of plan a total turn-on. His wife's confidence was clearly growing!
Nikki opened the front door and walked confidently down her hallway, dropping her bag and giving both guys a good look of her slender figure. She turned and walked back towards them, asked Neil to pour them all some wine as she passed him and immediately put her arms around Pete's neck and drew his face down for a slow, lingering French kiss. Neil saw Pete's hands grab his wife's ass and Nikki touch his chest as he headed around the corner to the kitchen, uncorking a bottle of red wine at record speed -- he listened to their passionate kissing, their whispering and giggling but was desperate to see what was actually happening.
By the time Neil returned with three wine glasses, Pete and Nikki had moved upstairs towards the bedroom. They stood on the landing for a while, kissing each other vigorously, with their hands running everywhere. Neil gulped as he saw Nikki's hand rubbing the bulge in the front of Pete's trousers. Nikki led Pete by the hand into the bedroom and Neil followed, setting down the wine glasses, pouring three glasses and lighting a few scented candles around the room. Nikki and Pete continued kissing deeply, seemingly oblivious to his presence. Neil quietly left, only partially closing the door and took up a position where he could hear everything and see most of the action through the crack at the hinges.