My wife and I are both in our late fifties, and have been married for 9 years, both of us have been married previously. Our children are now grown up and we have 2 grandchildren now.
We have a mutual friend called Jeremy, who is quite lonely. He has been looking after his aging mother now for the last 10 years or so, and he has not been with a woman in all that time to my knowledge. Carol has always felt sorry for him, but has never felt anything sexual for him, or so I thought.
Over the last few months Carol has been expressing some dissatisfaction with our sex life. Normally we have sex once a week but she would prefer 2 or 3 times a week. This has also coincided with some mild flirting with Jeremy whilst we've been out for a drink, and Jeremy made little attempt to disguise his pleasure at the attention he was receiving.
This developed into light-hearted banter between myself and Carol, and I have frequently teased her about her "admirer", and told her that given half a chance he would be in bed with her. Her response was to scoff half-embarrassed at the prospect, but then one night after the usual tease, I asked her what she would do if Jeremy made a pass at her. Her response was quite surprising in that she felt quite intrigued, and that she might enjoy close attention from him.
I was starting to feel a quite excited about the prospect of Carol and Jeremy together sexually, but said no more about it, until I was out on my own with Jeremy, at which time had a frank man-to-man chat with him. He confessed to desiring Carol, but didn't want to do anything to hurt me. When I suggested to him, that sexy fun with my consent - provided that's all it was, wouldn't hurt anyone, he was genuinely interested.
I made no promises but I agreed to talk through with Carol, which I did on several occasions. Her reluctance stemmed from the fact that she didn't want to compromise our existing relationship with Jeremy, but in the end her curiosity got the better of her, and she agreed to try, but only as an outlet for sexy fun.
The next week we invited Jeremy round for dinner, and I sounded him out in advance about what could happen if he played his cards right. After dinner, I told Carol and Jeremy to make themselves comfortable in the lounge, whilst I cleared away the table and loaded the dishwasher - it was the least I could have done given that Carol cooked the meal single-handed.
I hadn't finished loading the dishwasher, when Carol announced to me that her and Jeremy were going upstairs, and holding his hand, led him up the stairs, and once upstairs, they went into the spare bedroom and closed the door behind them. There was a clear message there that they wanted privacy, but that made me even more excited.