A long time married couple we look for things to spice up our life. Comfortable with ourselves we turn to the Internet to aid in our quest, having searched a found we decide on a likely match. They're an older couple, some ten years or so beyond us. We feel an older couple would have a better mindset to nervous newcomers. They are also out of the area so odds of running into them are slim if things go badly.
Some back and forth emails come first as a get to know you and to confirm our choice. With no red flag we set up for our first meet. It's a Friday afternoon and a long drive after a long week, the drive starts off as normal but when we reach the Arizona border it starts to set in. It's been many years just the two of us and now that's all being thrown to the wind. When we reach the first sign saying the miles to their town I reach out and take a firm grip of my wife's hand. Now at their off ramp our bodies shake a bit. Our headlights through their front windows announces our arrival and they are standing at the front door before we even get out of the car.
In a broken voice I ask my wife if she's ready, unable to speak she nods her head yes. We've made local room reservations in case things don't work out as planned and our overnight bag still in the trunk as we step to join them. They do their best to make us feel welcomed and invite us in, we follow then to the back of the house and take our seats on opposing couches. Things start off slow and we spend most of our time nodding yes or no but soon we start to relax and it quickly looks like old friends just catching up. They take notice that we seem to be moving around a lot, asking I tell them it's been a long day and we're both a little stiff. Our hostess is quick to offer a warm shower and how that might help. Taking them up on their kind offer we follow them to the bathroom.