For the majority of our 20 years of marriage my wife and I have loved the fantasy of MMF threesomes, where she gets to experience another man. While never progressing to being swingers or fully engaged in wife sharing, we have lived out a few of these fantasies, a couple of those stories I have posted in the past. It was over 3 years since our last adventure, the latest is below.
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This past winter I had opportunity to spend a few days working in Zurich, Switzerland and was able to bring my wife. It was a chance for my wife to see her extended family as she is from Germany; in addition, we booked a few days after the conference for a holiday, just us.
My wife and her family are from the south-west side of Germany, and we had come to know of a world class Spa / Baths in Baden-Baden in this region. The plan was for Jackie, (my wife) to take the train to Germany and visit her family while I attended my conference, and then we would meet to spend our holiday together.
That evening my wife called me to tell me she had arrived safely. She was also flirting with me and quite excited. She told me about two guys she had met on the train, Cam and Terry, both from Canada who were on a ski vacation and were now taking an extra couple weeks to just explore Europe. They were getting off in Basel to explore that area. She related how she was such a flirt with them and told them about the Spa resort in Baden-Baden we were going visit, and the one guy, Cam who seemed to be trying to pick her up, said he might be interested in a new adventure and might go that way. As they got off the train, Cam and Jackie exchanged email addresses and cell phone numbers.
A few days later I picked her up in Mannheim, and after the obligatory family dinner and visit we made our escape the next morning. Right after we checked into the hotel in Baden-Baden we headed up to the famous Roman Friedrichsbad spa or vapor bath. As anticipated it was fantastic, an authentic German spa / bath. While it is an all nude facility, men and women take separate paths for the Spa treatment but meet at intervals in a big central hot spring pool. Highly recommended, as it will relax you into holiday mode very quickly and the historic baths are very old.
Late that night Jackie got an email from Cam. He was still in Basel but he really enjoyed meeting her, was hoping to stay in touch and said he had researched the Baden-Baden area and referred her to another bath / spa called the Caracalla-Therme. He encouraged her to try it, especially the special area on top of the spiral staircase.
The next day we visited the Caracalla-Therme in the afternoon; it was much larger and modern then Friedrichsbad and had a lot of family and children in attendance. We noticed the spiral staircase to the upper floor, and saw the sign indicating the area was restricted to older visitors and clothing is not permitted. Intrigued we had to visit and sure enough we found an amazing area, with multiple saunas, natural spring Jacuzzi's, massage and tanning beds, and little shower rooms of various types. There were cold waterfalls, sitting pools and a little full service bar, mostly sparkling water but alcohol was also available.
More importantly, there was a wide range of wonderfully liberated participants, from the old and flabby to the young and beautiful all completely naked. It was a Saturday, so the facility was quite busy and had just a hint of meat market, with some single men obviously checking out the women.
It took us a few minutes to get our courage and strip off naked, and another little while to really relax but after an hour we were very much enjoying the entire experience.
The highlight was 20 - 30 minutes in this huge outdoor Jacuzzi, unbelievably hot water and very cold outside air (it was February). Just as we arrived the 8 or 9 users were leaving (there is the little chime every 30 minutes so you know how long you have been in any one pool or sauna). We climbed down into the pool and settled in, and moments later 3 young French guys came into the room, all in good shape, all very naked. Getting in or out was a little intimidating, as using the ladder they was nothing left to the imagination for those already in the pool. In this case my wife got a front row view of each of them.
They made a point in sitting very close to her and engaging us in conversation in combination of English , French and German. Another side point of the pool was that the jets cycled on and off so for 5 -- 10 minutes there were very robust jets and bubbles and then off for a few minutes. During the off period you could easily see through the clear water those in the pool.
I was talking with a guy named Marc-Andre in French, and my wife had digressed to a quiet talk with Yannick in German. At some point she reached over under the bubbles and jets and was stroking my cock. It was obvious the day, all the nudity and these three young men were having their effect on her.
When the jets cycled off I was talking to Marc-Andre I noticed his eyes slide towards my wife. I assumed he was checking out her tits through the water, but his smirking smile seemed out of place. I turned my head and looked to my right and I immediately saw that not only could he see that my wife was stroking my now hard cock with her left hand, but was doing the exact same with Yannick with her right hand!
This went on for 2 more cycles, then the chime went and several minutes later a large group came into the room and joined us in the tub. This effectively killed the impromptu underwater stroke session, everyone got out, except Yannick and myself, as we needed the extra time to loose our erection before strolling through the facility.
We caught up to my wife and her 2 new friends at the refreshment stand / bar and got some water and beer. We spent the next hour or so trying various saunas or pools, still talking with the guys. There was a bit more grabbing and fondling but nothing overt as this is a public area. By dinnertime we were starving, the guys had to leave, as one of them needed to get back home. So we exchanged email, said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.
By now both my wife and I were starving, a little bit tipsy from all the heat and the few drinks and we were both extremely horny. After debate we decided to grab a quick snack on the way to the hotel, take a nap and shower then go out for a late fancy dinner and visit the Baden-Baden Casino. The short nap turned out to be almost 2 hours and by the time we showered and found an interesting place to eat it was later evening. Just as we were finishing our meal her cell phone buzzed with a text message.
One of her friends from the train, Cam, was asking where he should stay in Baden-Baden and if she was in the area. After a few messages it was clear he was almost in town, he and Terry had separated paths for a few days, Terry staying in Switzerland, and Cam had caught a ride with someone he met going to Frankfurt. His ride had dropped him off at the entrance to Baden-Baden at the visitor information centre.
Instead of texting, she called him and after a few minutes chat we offered to drive down to the visitor centre and pick him up. Inside of 15 minutes, I met Cam, (his full name was Camilo but he used Cam), he was a bit older than I expected, somehow I imagined a university student, backpacking and staying in Hostel's, but Cam was easily 35. He had the expected ski glasses sunburn, and it was at least a week since he had shaved and a while since he cut his hair, so he looked the typical ski-bum type image with the large travel backpack over his shoulder, though he his gear was expensive, high-end equipment. He was close to 6 feet tall, black hair, dark eyes and darker than normal skin, suggesting some Italian or Latin heritage. On the other hand he was very obviously Canadian, and in fact we live about 8 hours apart in Ontario.
Heading back to town centre, we left his backpack in the trunk and found a neat bar / restaurant with floor to ceiling windows directly across from the Casino. When Cam went to use the facilities and I looked at my glowing and still horny wife and asked her, "What are you thinking my love? Is this going where I suspect?" She blushed and then leaned close to me; "I have no idea if Cam is interested, but if...well...do you have any objections?" I didn't, but I also did not have any idea how to approach this; honestly we had never tried the pick up a complete stranger before. Jackie also was unsure how we would progress, until he returned and she patted the bench seat beside her, making them both across the table from me.
We drank, talked and had a few appetizers for a couple of hours. Jackie was clearly flirting with him, Cam returned though seemed at times a bit reserved even though the conversation was risqué at times. When she left to use the washroom, Cam was quiet and seemed like he wanted to say something, so I beat him to it by saying;
