After the last grope fest she was involved in things took an interesting turn. We were like rabbits. Sex was constantly on our minds for weeks. Finally, we talked about how young we were when we met and she never really got to experience her wild years like many of her friends.
After many discussions it came to us. She wanted to experience life a little bit more. So we came to an agreement that we would try a threesome. She was open to any flavor we could get, male or female. Of course every guys dream is FFM. Unfortunately in the real world that was like finding a unicorn's needle in a haystack. I was ok with MMF only IF there was no male contact.
We had just started connecting to the first big internet provider. She out about chat rooms. Unfortunately, most of the people in those were either pretending to be someone they aren't or live so far away they never have intentions of meeting.
She was lucky enough to connect with another young couple that lived within driving distance. They exchanged emails and pictures for a while, but unfortunately it just fizzled away.
We tried the usual bar games. She would go in first, get a few drinks, and maybe some flirting. A couple times she even danced with some guys. Beyond just a quick rub or touch it never amounted to much. Either the guy was a jerk or he was too afraid to try.
One night I decided to go to bed early. I was woken up around midnight as my wife crawled into bed and onto me. She was really in the mood. After we finished our naked wrestling she informed me she had met a guy in the chatroom.
She had talked with him for a couple hours. They talked about her desires, stuff she has done in the past, and what she wanted to do to him. Being new at this we had no idea how this stuff worked. He talked her into meeting him alone first so they could get to know each other before we met for a threesome. Yeah, she fell for it.
The meeting was set for the next Friday night. She was going to go through with this with my blessing. She wanted me there, so we devised a plan using baby monitors and a ladder peeking into our bedroom window. The whole week was a whirlwind of excitement. She was insatiable again.
Friday night finally came. She met him a town over at a bar. She was conservatively dressed in dark pants and a tight sweater. They sat inside for a little while and chatted. She said beyond a few quick rubs of her thigh there was nothing sexual that happened. She finally invited him back to the house.