Part 3 --
New Discoveries
(A story about how my wife moved our marriage into a whole new open lifestyle. Our discovering of her bisexuality, my voyeuristic leanings and our complete transformation into a new sexual existence.
I strongly encourage you to read Part 1 of this story before continuing. But if not it all started with a wild night out with my wife, her hot sexy friend, a hung stranger they met on the dance floor and some revelations earlier in the morning from my wife about her planned, but ruined, first bisexual experience and then her fascination with a huge cocked stranger)
The week went quickly and Friday afternoon I got home around 3pm and was working through some e-mail getting caught up when she breezed in the door. "Honey, I'm home!" she announced. "Are you busy, it's already 5:30, are you ready to go?"
"Go where?" I shouted back as she breezed into the master bath on the other side of the house.
"Didn't you get my message? I called a couple hours ago and left a message on your office phone." She replied loudly.
I finished the e-mail I was working on, shut my system down and checked my phone. Sure enough I had a message. I decided not to waste time listening to it and just got up to go ask her what was going on.
"Sorry, I didn't know I missed your call, I was either not home yet or I was on the phone. Where are we going?" I filled her in as I walked into the bath. She was working on her make-up.
"Out for cocktails. I called Mark today and asked if he would like to meet us for a drink and this was the only night he had free for a couple of days." She replied with a somewhat matter of fact tone.
It had been a busy day and I was still processing the last message I was working on, it took me a minute to put the pieces together. Mark, the guy from the bar a couple of weeks ago, she was going to get in touch with him about a threesome. It all came flooding back to me in one big rush. Holy shit, she had already called him and made a date for tonight. That was freaking fast.
"Well get your head around it, we are meeting him at 6:00 up the street at Jack's. You have about 10 minutes to get ready and we have to go." Jack's was a sports bar not far from the house. We didn't hang out there much it was typically loud and the mixed drinks were only so-so, I wasn't much of a beer drinker.
We got to Jack's just at 6pm and Renee looked around. I wasn't sure I would recognize the guy if I saw him so I let her spearhead the search. A guy waived from the far corner of the bar and Renee moved that direction with me trailing behind.
"Hi Mark." she said as we neared. He stood and she reached up and kissed him on the cheek. He hugged her briefly and then reached to shake my hand.
"Hi I'm Mark." He announced as I shook hands with him. I sized him up quickly. This was actually my first good look at him. I really didn't pay a whole lot of attention to him on the dance floor a couple weeks ago at the club my attention had been riveted on Renee and her sexy friend Kelly. He was in his late twenties, maybe 11-12 years Renee's junior, maybe an inch or two taller than me, 6' give or take an inch, weighed about 200 lbs., decent shape but nothing special.
"I'm Rob." I replied. There was only one stool besides the one he was using. "Why don't we grab a table?" There wasn't much room at the bar but the tables weren't very full yet.
We moved to a table a few paces away, we had taken seats just as the waitress walked up. "What can I get you?" she inquired.
Renee ordered a glass of Cabernet and I requested a beer. Mark still had a full beer he had apparently just gotten at the bar.
"How long have you been here?" Renee asked
"Oh just a few minutes. I walked in maybe 5 minutes before you did." He said. "The traffic was pretty miserable. It was a good thing I left a little early, there's no telling how long it might have taken me if I had waited another 15 -20 minutes"
We talked about the traffic and where he was coming from and were just starting to ask about his job when the drinks arrived. We all took a sip and I felt some of the tension start to weep from my body.
He was a software designer and worked near the downtown area about 20 miles from our neighborhood. He explained that he also lived near downtown and therefore wasn't used to the traffic at rush hour.
The conversation was mostly about jobs, hobbies and other typical mundane topics and I decided that he wasn't the arrogant asshole I had anticipated. My guess was that the alcohol played a part in his arrogance at the bar a few weeks ago, or at least my somewhat skewed impression, and I began to relax.
We had had a couple of rounds of drinks and I decided I better eat something if I was going to continue to drink, so I suggested we order some food. We reviewed the menu and I waived the waitress over to take our order.
Earlier Mark mentioned that he played golf and Renee was telling him about her latest round when all of the sudden she asked him if he wanted to play with us over the weekend. I about choked since we hadn't talked about this at all, we had agreed to discuss it before things went any further. I was able to hide my surprise and the two of them began to work out the details.
It wasn't very late so Renee asked me to call our club and see if we could tee off the next afternoon about 1pm. I made the call and since it is a private club and Saturday afternoons aren't typically very busy, was able to get us a t-time for 1:10.
About that time the food arrived and our conversation died off while we all began eating. The food was normal bar fare and I had fish and chips while Renee and Mark had different versions of a burger, we all had another round of beers.
The rest of the conversation mostly revolved around golf and other things while we finished our meals and the waitress cleared the table. Mark excused himself and headed to the men's room.
"I have had enough beer honey and I'm ready to get out of here." I told Renee.
"OK, that's fine with me. I hope you're not mad at me about inviting him out for golf tomorrow." "I know we agreed to discuss things before making any additional plans but I didn't think golf was a big deal, is it?"
"No, I'm OK with it but we do need to talk when we get home before you make any further plans." I reinforced.
Mark walked back up about then and announced that he had had a very long day and was going to call it a night. "Besides, based on what you told me Renee, I'll need a good night's sleep and all my skills tomorrow at golf to keep up with you." He said smiling, shamelessly flirting with her.
She laughed blushing slightly, "Oh, I doubt that but it should be fun anyway. We were just saying we were about ready to call it an evening too." We all stood up and Mark and I shook hands. Renee gave him a hug which appeared to last a little longer than it needed to.
I provided directions to the golf course as we walked out to the parking lot. We said goodbye again and to my surprise, Renee grabbed his hand and pulled him to her. She kissed him quickly but quite passionately before following me to the car.
When the doors were closed I looked over at her raising my eyebrows questioningly 'What was that about?"
"I just felt like kissing him. I really like him and he's really hot." She replied shamelessly.
I laughed as I started the car. "Well, I guess he's nice enough. He's not the arrogant prick I thought after watching you guys at the club the other night."
"So you like him too?" She asked somewhat pleadingly.
"Like I said he seems like an OK guy. We'll know more tomorrow after spending 4 hours on the golf course together."
She leaned over and kissed me, grabbing my cock and giving it a squeeze. "Do you think he likes me?"
I finished backing out of the parking space and headed for the exit. "Why wouldn't he like you?"
"You mean besides the fact that I'm 11 years older than he is? I bet he gets all the hot young pussy he can handle." She replied.
"You never know, he may prefer older women, many men do you know. Not all guys are chasing the youngest girls they can find." "When I was in my 20s I was much more attracted to mature women as you well know." Which was true, I had always thought older women were much hotter than those my own age, at least until the last few years or so and I have moved into my 40's. I still wasn't the slightest bit attracted to those hot young girls that some men my age drooled over.
We made the rest of the short drive home in silence as she read her e-mail on her phone and I contemplated what it might be like watching Mark fuck Renee's brains out right in front of me. My cock was rock hard and straining against my pants as I pulled into the garage and parked. I took my time getting out and stayed behind Renee as we walked into the house giving myself a chance to calm down.
Even though I expected Renee to be horny as hell after hanging out with Mark the last couple of hours she didn't bring it up the rest of the evening as we ate some ice cream and watched TV for a little while.
If we have nothing going on Saturday and Sunday we typically will have coffee in bed and use our respective technology to update ourselves on the world or catch up on e-mail. The next morning Renee was out of bed early and already dressed when I dragged myself into the kitchen for some coffee. "You're up and about early, what's your hurry this morning?" I asked while adding some creamer to my coffee.
"Oh, I thought I would see about getting a haircut and color this morning and I wanted to get there early so I get back in time for golf."
"I see, this wouldn't have anything to do with our golf partner this afternoon would it?" I asked knowing full well the answer to my question.
"Well maybe, I am still a little uncomfortable with the age difference and I noticed my roots were looking a little gray last night." She blushed a little when she said this.
"Ok, well we need to leave by noon or a little after, we don't want Mark having to wait around for us, do we?"
With that she kissed me and was out the door.