Jack came home early from work (for him anyway), he said that he was having trouble concentrating on anything at work and wanted to be home to support me. I was too nervous to eat anything and Jack heated up some leftovers and I decided to take a long, leisurely soak in the bathtub with a glass of wine. As I sank into the hot water and drank a few sips of wine, I started to feel a little less anxious. I started to get mad at myself for feeling this way, I mean what could really happen later. I didn't get any sense from Jen that John was anything but a great lover, husband, and father to their kids.
I knew that I needed to get through these feelings in order to enjoy myself when I met him. It's just that Jack has always been there as a safety net when I've fucked other men, and allowed me to let myself go from an emotional standpoint and just enjoy the sex without any fears. Jack came into the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat and we began to talk. He reassured me that nothing I could do that night would jeopardize our strong relationship, and for me to just go enjoy whatever happens. I had to promise him, though that I would tell him every detail when I came home. I promised him I would but reminded him that Jen had said on the phone that this was only going to be a "getting to know each other" better meeting as John had a early flight out the next morning to attend a business meeting. Jack said that he had to make a few phone calls and leaned over and briefly kissed me leaving me to soak in the tub for over an hour longer. I was really starting to become more relaxed and looked at my watch and saw that it was 7:45, I planned to leave about 9:45 so I got out of the tub to start drying my hair and put my make-up on.
I was feeling a lot more relaxed now as I took great care in applying my make-up and getting dressed. I wanted to look just perfect, I had decided to wear what Jack and I call my "fuck-me" dress. It is a black U-neck dress held up by two spaghetti straps and the bottom of it is about 4 inches above my knees. It has underwire support that lifts my tits and is somewhat loose at the very top allowing my cleavage and the tops of my tits to show. The only underwear I put on was my sexy black thong panties, I usually wear either a garter with black stockings or panty hose but decided to wear neither that night.
It was about 9:30 when I finally finished and went downstairs to gather my purse and coat, Jack was sitting on the couch watching TV and talking to someone on the phone. When he saw me enter the room, he told the person he was talking to that he would call them back later. He stood, and said "Wow, do you look fantastic! I just know that John is going to love how you look, what man wouldn't!" I blushed a little even though I've heard Jack that a thousand times before. He got up from the couch and walked over to me saying, "Have a wonderful time, and remember how much I love you!" He gave me a hug and a nice long tongue kiss, then said as I was walking toward the front door, "Enjoy yourself!" As I walked to the car I couldn't help but think how much I loved him, and how much I appreciated him giving me space while I was getting ready to go out tonight. I felt really lucky that after all our 23 years of marriage that we have kept our sexual fires burning fueled by our ability to separate fucking from true love.
I don't remember much of the short 15 minute or so drive to their house, but as I turned into their street I could the excitement(not nervousness) starting to build again. I parked my car in their driveway turned off the ignition, took a deep breath and said to myself "Well, I'm finally here, make the best of it". I exited the car and went up the walkway to their front door taking another deep breath and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later, the door opened and I saw John for the first time in person. "Hi, I'm Sue!" "And I'm John, please come in", he said.
"Can I take your coat? Jen isn't home from work yet but I expect her any minute."
As I started to remove my coat he went behind me and helped me take it off. I was thinking to myself, well that scores points as least he is a gentleman. He hung my coat in the closet and walked back toward me our eyes taking each other in for the first time. He then scored some MAJOR points by saying, "Wow, you are absolutely stunning, Sue! Jen's description of you didn't do you justice!" I felt myself blush again for the second time that night. I just couldn't help putting my finger on my head and doing a 360 in front of him. I replied, "And the pictures of you I saw didn't do you justice either!" He looked to be about 6' tall, and probably about 180-190lbs with dark hair like Jen. He was good-looking in a rugged sort of way, certainly not a pretty boy, and was wearing a short-sleeve pullover shirt that showed off his chest and upper arm muscles and grey sweat pants.
John then proceeded to mimic me by putting his finger on his head and doing a 360 for me. We both burst out laughing when he finished. I said to him, "I wonder what people would think watching that little show." We both laughed again, then he asked me, "Would you like a glass of wine, Jen told that you liked merlot, and I stopped at the store on my way home and got a bottle of it?" "That sounds great!", I replied and he went into the kitchen to get my drink. More points to his credit! Just about the time he was coming back into the living room, the front door opened and the lovely Jen was home. John set my drink on the table and went over to help Jen off with her coat. I was really starting to get very impressed with John, he seemed to be a real gentleman. Jen turned to me and gave me a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek, and said "I'm sooo glad you came over here tonight. I've been looking so forward to it!" John hung her coat up and went over to Jen and gave her a hug and a long kiss. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous of both Jen and John watching them kiss like that.
Jen was the vision of loveliness, I knew that she had to wear a dress for work and she looked great in it. She had a light blue V-neck on that clearly showed some of her cleavage, it was below her knees but was slit up the side so as she turned you could see halfway up her thighs. "I'm going upstairs to freshen up a bit. John, would you be a dear and pour me a glass of wine?" Before he went back to the kitchen he turned to me and said, "Please make yourself comfortable, I won't be more than a minute." I went over and sat down on the couch and took a drink of my wine. Sure enough, John came back shortly carrying a glass of wine for Jen and one for himself and sat down next to me on the couch. A minute or two later Jen came down the stairs and sat next to me on the couch also. Jen took a drink of her wine, then John said, "Let's go into the den and have our conversation in there." He got up and so did Jen and I following him through the kitchen and he opened a door leading into a large room at the back of the house. This was the first I had been in there and it was beautiful. John said that they had built this room about two years ago and it had become their hangout. It was beautifully decorated with floor to ceiling windows on three sides, a couch, love seat, and easy chair and a large screen TV against the wall that the door we came through was on.
John walked over and sat down in the easy chair, and Jen took my hand and led me over to the couch which was directly across from him and we sat down a couple of feet from each other. We began to talk about general things at first, how the two of them met, started dating, falling in love and getting married and having their children, etc. I did the same giving them the details of my life from the time I met and started dating Jack. As we talked I realized why Jen had led me over to the couch, I have become somewhat of a "teaser". It has become almost an unconscious behavior, and I was aware that as I crossed and uncrossed my legs John had a perfect view up my dress and could see my black panties. He also had a great view of the tops of my tits as I bent over to take a drink of my wine. He was pretty cool about it, trying to give me the sense that he talking or listening to my face, but my woman's intuition and by my observations of his eye movements I knew that he was furtively sneaking some glances of my "charms". Of course, knowing that I made sure he got a good look slowing down my motions and lingering bent over as I sipped my wine.
After about ten or fifteen minutes of this general chit-chat, the conversation suddenly turned to sexual topics. I remember thinking to myself, "Finally, that this was the reason for us getting together wasn't it!" I was pretty sure at this point in time that I was going to agree to be their "third party participant", John had really impressed me so far, he was witty and easy going and just overall a very nice person. I just hoped that he was as "good" in bed as he was out of it as he was close to "charming" my panties off at this point.