I've been married for many years to a beautiful woman called T. We've had a great marriage and an active sex life. Like everyone we have our secret fantasies, but up until recently, that's all they ever were.
T loves to read erotic literature and I discovered she particularly enjoys stories about threesomes.
I don't like that we have secrets between us, but I find this quite a turn on and imagine her tucked up in bed alone, reading about strangers having sex, stroking her clit and getting herself off, two fingers pumping in and out of her wet pussy. Coming in unison with her literotic characters.
I watch a bit of porn now and again and she likes her dirty stories. I don't think it's unhealthy to have fantasies. But I wandered, would it give us a spark if we made it more? Was our marriage strong enough to invite another entity into it, even just for a bit of playful fun. If it was something we could share would it bring us even closer as we entered another phase to our marriage? During a drunken evening T admitted to me it was indeed a fantasy to be with two men.
She never needed or expected it to be more than that. But this is the story of how I made this fantasy come true.
I'm a jealous guy, so no way was I going to do this if I wasn't one of these two men. It's one thing to fantasize but the thought of her off with someone else, let alone two, drove me crazy!
We didn't have any suitable friends and it's not like you can just approach some random person to sleep with your partner. So I wasn't sure how to make it happen.
I started with some research online and found it's actually quite easy. After finding a website I started scouting out a few profiles and then messaged with a couple of chaps.
I got chatting to one guy called Brad. Coincidental as he wasn't a million miles away from another Brad we all know.
Many profiles had photos of muscled up gym rats flexing their abs or guys with meaningful looks and their cocks out. Not what I was aiming for! Brad's photos were of a good looking guy of about fifty with his shirt on. More like what you'd expect from a dating site. However, he was physically in shape, good looking but not too pretty. His photos were natural and I could see he had a cool, relaxed demeanour without being too full of himself.
He lived in a nearby town so one day while T was working lunch I organised to have a coffee with him. I thought it would be awkward but it was remarkably easy. Brad was friendly and open. About my height, six foot, slim but clearly in good health. His slick hair greying at the temples and his salt and pepper stubble adding ruggedness to a somewhat pretty face. We actually could have been brothers, well maybe not brothers but cousins for sure.
He told me his story; He'd been in a relationship for the last ten years but she left him under very hurtful circumstances. He was a confident guy but the ordeal had left him uneasy about getting back into another long term relationship. Having been with only three women over the last three decades, he felt he'd missed out and didn't feel ready to enter into another committed partnership right now. But instead he wanted some different experiences, no strings attached. Hence his profile. It sounded perfect and I felt at ease with him.
I showed him some photos of T and he was blown away. She's not young anymore but is still a stunning woman. Spanish, physically very fit, with a head of dark curly hair that turns heads every day! Her green eyes shine out of her tanned face and her beautiful smile lights up a room. I want to please her, so after a good chat with Brad I decided to suck up any uncertain feelings I had and move forward with the plan. Brad obviously felt the same. We were relaxed and I felt unthreatened as we chatted through the 'ins and outs'. He was excited to meet T and was very complimentary about her. But he was also respectful and very willing to follow any rules I felt I needed to put in place.
We hatched a plan.
No way T would do something like this without some drink in her so I organised for the two of us to go out to dinner midweek. Brad would be at the venue and we would 'get chatting' with him.
We often have date nights' so it didn't seem unusual to T when I suggested it.
That evening I dressed in jeans and a nice linen shirt and jacket, slicked back my hair and splashed on some aftershave.
She slipped on some very pretty underwear including a lacy g-string I'd recently purchased for her. I couldn't resist ravishing her with a kiss as she got ready. I felt anticipation but was also nervous. She donned a figure hugging black pencil skirt and blouse that showed her Latin appeal.
"Wear the black high heels" I said. She donned her Pradas giving her another four inches and finishing off a very sexy outfit. Bright red lipstick on her luscious lips and a red bag to match!
We got to the bar/restaurant around 7pm. It's a place we go to quite regularly so we were warmly welcomed, we had a drink at the bar. T loves her margaritas so she started with a spicy one. While we chatted I spotted brad come in. We crossed eyes and he sat at the bar next to us. We had our little dog with us, Brad made a fuss of her and the conversation started with him telling us about about his little dog that his ex now sadly had custody of. T took pity and we chatted for a bit.
He invited us to another drink and from there the evening progressed with ease. A waiter came to tell us they had a table ready, so I invited Brad to join. T was surprised by this but went along with it. The plan was all coming together. We had some tapas and a bottle of wine. We had a lot in common. We work in the same industry and have similar likes of travel and food. Brad was easy going and I was happy to take a back seat as he regaled us about his recent trip away. T is very outgoing too so we enjoyed talking about all our travels and restaurants we've visited. I love to cook, Brad and I connected on this and we chatted wines for a bit too.
As the evening went on it got more drunken and I could tell there was some chemistry between T and Brad, although T was reassuringly very touchy feely with me throughout the evening.
By the time we paid the bill it was T that suggested Brad come back to ours for a nightcap.
I don't think at that point she had any idea what was going to happen though. It was drunken but all seemed quite innocent.
When we got back I opened another bottle of wine and we sat on our patio and had a cigarette. As we got drunker the conversation got louder and more risqué. I carefully manoeuvred it around to sex and fantasies. T had had a few to drink so really opened up about her fantasy to be with two men. Was I being played now?
Anyway, I admitted that actually I could find it quite exciting to see her with someone else.
T went to the bath room and I gave Brad the nod. I motioned him to follow me to the spare bedroom which is opposite the downstairs bathroom. I switched on a low lamp, we quickly undressed and got into the king size bed we have there. We had discussed boundaries during our first conversation. Brad was on the same page as me, this was all about T. I was open to anything he wanted to do with her and whatever she was comfortable with. It couldn't really be any other way. Although at this point I had no idea if she would even be up for it. She might be outraged; little did I know.
We were tucked up in bed with space for T in the middle when she came out of the bathroom.
