There wasn't much that Dave wouldn't do to satisfy the urges of either Karen or himself -- although there were lines that he would never cross. He remembered old actors, saying never appear with children or animals -- and that just about covered what he wouldn't do sexually as well. Today he was about to leave behind another of his old taboos. Dave had never had the fantasy that most men seem to dream of; of having two women in bed at the same time, He'd never been able to see the point in it. He figured that he only had just the one cock, so what was the point in having two women?
However, Karen had made him see it from a different point of view -- hers! She had reasoned that Dave had allowed her to be used by two men at once, so why shouldn't she enjoy having another woman there too? Dave had agreed, but said that two men was acceptable -- women had more than one hole to fill, but one man couldn't pleasure two women at the same time! Karen had nodded knowingly and agreed, then said that one man and one woman could pleasure another woman. Karen had gone over the permutations in her mind and decided that she liked the ideas she came up with.
She reasoned that, although Dave was a good lover, if she were doing those things to herself -- she would do some of them differently. All it would take was just a slightly lighter touch here, a heavier touch there -- an inch to the left, one minute longer. She figured that another woman would know what a woman's body wanted better than a man, and was determined to try it, but she couldn't do it on her own -- not just her and another woman. She wasn't going without a cock in her for any price!
So she had worked on Dave, just dropping it into the conversation here and there -- until when she suggested doing it, he couldn't do anything but accede. Dave hadn't realised of course, not until it was too late and he'd agreed without realising it. Clever creatures these women, they crept up on you. So, Dave sat trying to word an ad in order to find the woman Karen wanted to join them. They had discussed how to go about it, local press -- magazines -- dating services -- escort agencies, had all been talked about. Finally, they decided on the Internet.
Since Karen had moved in and brought her computer with her, they had enjoyed the chat rooms on the various services they had available. ICQ was their favourite, more than once Dave had pumped away at Karen while she typed and talked dirty to a guy somewhere in the world. So they decided to use the service to find what they sought.
Once they had decided, Karen began to have doubts. "What about my face Dave? How do I explain? No-one will be interested once they see me!"
"Believe me sweetheart, answering the kind of ad we're placing, it won't be the first thing on their mind! However, if it puts your mind at rest - we don't have to include your face in any photo we put we send out. Not only that, but we can make sure that we make contact by phone in the first instance - then I can explain, gently." They talked about it into the night, and Karen eventually lost her fears.
Dave was most surprised when, on a shopping trip, Karen had dragged him to the photo-booth at the local store, and even more surprised when she'd insisted he get his cock out behind the curtain and hold it against her exposed breasts. He'd even been pleasantly surprised when, after three flashes Karen had put his cock in her mouth for the last picture -- they'd be keeping that one! Dave had guarded the exit chute for the snaps most carefully, so that no-one should see what they'd been up to.
They had taken the photo's home and Karen had scanned them onto her computer's disc, the pictures had been cropped and enlarged so that each one filled the screen, then they had been re-stored ready to send. All that remained was the wording of the advert. That was what Dave was delegated to do. He finished, and saved the file to show to Karen later. Once she had approved the ad would be submitted.
Karen read the ad aloud. "Sensible middle-aged couple seek a young female to join them for a shagging session, must have big tits and like sucking both cock and pussy. Photo essential, come and stay with us for a great fuck weekend."
"OK?"
"It lacks something Dave, and I think we might change the words just a little." Karen thought silently. "How about this?
Passionate and adventurous couple; F48 bi-curious, M50 straight; seek to enlarge their performance repertoire and experiences. Bi-female (any age) sought to spend a weekend of exploration at our place or yours; must be adventurous, and willing to please both partners. Photo appreciated -- ours by return. Surrey area"
"You won't get any replies if you tell them I'm 50!"
"Its best to be honest, what would you say 38, 40? Then what would happen when whoever answers sees the photo? Let's just put the ad on the web tonight and see what happens, we've got nothing to lose have we?"
Later that night Karen did just that, visited a web site contact board and placed the ad. The next evening, when they checked their mailbox, they were amazed at the number of responses they'd received. They read through the responses together, some had included photographs -- which made the choice a little easier. Not that Dave and Karen were in any way judgmental on looks alone, but Karen felt that there had to be some 'spark' -- some sort of chemical thing that would signal a fancy for the person who's image she was looking at. That spark didn't appear in any of the replies that night, and it took them quite a while to send polite refusals to all those who had taken the time to get in touch.
