I'd been corresponding with Tony for a while. As an avid reader of Loving Wives his stories had turned me on and inspired me; I'd seen we had a lot in common with what we liked and I reckoned there were a lot of similarities in our relationships and wives too. We'd got on really well but it was a strictly online thing. Hell, we live on opposite sides of the planet for a start.
Suddenly, out of the blue I was asked to go on a business trip back to the UK - it's where I'm from originally but I've lived in Aus for years - and for once I wasn't just being asked to go to London either. Among other things, I was to travel round the country to interview a number of people for possible relocation/employment so it was a lengthy trip. I didn't want to be away from home for a full two weeks so Jackie and I decided we'd go together and meet up with some family.
As we were making my plans I realised that one of the projects I was visiting was in the city nearest to where Tony and his wife, Karen, lived. I wondered if Tony would have any interest in meeting up in real life. I wasn't planning it to be a sexual thing, just making a real connection where I'd had a long term virtual one, so I messaged Tony when my dates were locked in.
Tony was keen to meet for a drink or two, and we exchanged a couple of chatty emails as the trip came closer. I hadn't thought further than just a catch up, but then he sent an email introducing something more intriguing: "Would you like to meet Karen too?"
My mouth went dry when I read this. I didn't know if he meant just to meet as friends, or something more. After all, we'd connected in the first place through an interest in wife watching/swapping but I also knew they'd never acted on it. Was he hoping to set us up, to finally realise his fantasy? My heart beat faster as I savoured the opportunity. The whole prospect was enticing - maybe we could all get our fantasies delivered in one? I turned it over in my mind and could see it as a real possibility.
I messaged Tony back and said "We'd love to."
Over the last few weeks as my accommodation and travel was fixed up I made arrangements with Tony too, made sure my diary was clear for the evening we landed on, and we were all set.
The trip was a good and successful one and it was the second week when we'd made our date, so I was in an upbeat and celebratory mood. I'd told Jackie of how I had 'met' Tony and what we'd shared of our adventures with our wives and she was obviously in a frisky mood, but had told me not to get my hopes up too much. She thought the chance of all four of us fancying each other was too remote for a start.
On the evening itself I finished work early and got ready with my best shirt, best suit, liberal use of aftershave. Jackie wore a blue dress she likes that's fitted wonderfully to her heart shaped rear and shows plenty of cleavage, set off with shiny black heels.
We stopped at the bar we'd arranged a couple of minutes late, deliberately so I could try and spot them - I didn't really know what they looked like but they did me, I'd sent a picture to Tony a year or two prior as part of showing I wasn't some grifter out to cause trouble for him.
I looked around and saw a couple who looked likely. They seemed to be looking around for someone. The guy was trim and looked distinguished and the wife was very attractive - a touch older than me but in very good shape with lovely long dark curly hair. She was dressed smartly in a white business style blouse and grey knee length skirt. I was pretty sure this was Tony and Karen, he knew what I liked dress wise and this was right up my street. Then I looked down to her feet and saw she was wearing some shiny nude patent Mary Janes with a 4" heel. That made up my mind that it was them - Tony and I have talked a lot about my love of sexy shoes. I grinned to myself.
I pointed them out to Jackie and we sauntered over and introduced ourselves, "Hi, are you Tony and Karen? We're Rob & Jackie, really great to meet you."
They looked up. Tony nodded and stood to shake my hand, and kiss Jackie's cheek, but Karen stayed seated. She looked me up and down - I don't mind admitting I sucked my stomach in a bit, some reactions never leave you! - but she cocked her head sideways slightly and smiled, so I had everything crossed she liked what she saw. She looked even lovelier close up, a real sparkle in her eye and beautiful skin. I took her hand, bent down and air kissed her cheek, hoping she liked my aftershave.
I sat down and ordered drinks for us, they already had theirs. I let my eyes steal across to Karen who was slightly flushed and giving me glances under her eyelashes. Whether this was a result of a bit of dutch courage, or that she was excited too, I didn't know, nor care - either way it was a good sign.
We all got on like a house on fire - just chatting about work, families, holidays. There was lots of laughter and animation. We ate a light meal and I noticed we were all keeping the alcohol at a reasonable level - a light buzz. But after a couple of hours I knew we were going to have to come to some sort of collective decision, and whilst keeping the conversation going I was turning over in my mind how we were going to do this. I reckoned Tony would be doing the same. My mind was in turmoil. I felt I knew this couple intimately and what their fantasies were, but apart from that we were complete strangers; yet here I was seriously wondering how we were going to engineer a swap..
Eventually it was Karen who broke the spell, by announcing she needed the bathroom and disappearing off. Inevitably Jackie excused herself too, as women always do and I knew there'd be a conversation going on in the toilets I'd wish I could hear. It was now or never. I turned to Tony and said "So......?"
He smiled. "I think she likes you."
"I hope so," I replied, "She's lovely, Tony. What a great wife you have.........do you think she'll go for it?"
"I'm not sure," he said, "I'm kind of waiting for a sign from her"
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"I bet I know what they're talking about" I said to Karen as we walked into the bathroom, "Men! What a stupid thing to obsess over."
"I know," she chuckled, "Tony's been on at me for years to swing and I've always said no. You'd think he'd give up at some point."