Moving had been a bitch. My wife and I had moved to a warmer climate and I had never realized how many things we had until we tried to move it all. A week after we arrived at our new home the garage was still packed with things we had not unpacked and put away yet.
I was standing outside the garage looking at all the work yet to be done when I heard a voice behind me. It was our new neighbor from across the street. A blond haired lady came up and introduced herself as Denise and apologized for bothering me. I smiled and explained that I could use a break from the stress of moving everything into the new home.
Denise and I chatted for a while. She was very nice and said that I should come over and introduce myself to her husband when he got home. It was nice to talk to someone as I new nobody in the new area we had moved to. Denise left and I continued my labors, moving things and putting them away. When my wife got home I mentioned that Denise had stopped by. My wife is not very social and didn't seem thrilled that we might have to interact with the neighbors.
A few days later I was out cutting branches and noticed a man waving at me from across the road. This was apparently Denise's husband. I went over and introduced myself to Greg, Denise's husband. He too seemed nice and after a while I excused myself and continued working on my lawn.
The next weekend I was relaxing after trying to keep up on the huge yard with a cold drink or three when there was a knock on the door. I opened it to see Denise and Greg standing there with a cooler.
"I noticed you working all day and thought you could use a cold one!" Greg said.
I invited them inside. I was already tipsy from the drinks I had been drinking but they were to nice to turn away. We all went into the living room and after clinking drinks and toasting each other we started talking. Denise asked where my wife was and I explained that she sometime had to travel for work. She was disappointed and said that she had hoped to get to know both of us better.
As the evening went on I was starting to get pretty drunk. Denise and Greg seemed to notice and they were getting more and more risque with their questions. I was shocked when Denise asked if my wife and I had ever swung before. I laughed and told her that my wife would never be into that sort of thing. She made a pouty face and said that they had been hoping we might be interested. Greg laughed and said that they had swung years ago and had been thinking of starting up again, with the right couple.
Greg then surprised me when he asked if I had ever been interested in swinging. My embarrased silence and red face gave them all the answer they needed. They waited patiently as I told them that I had thought of it, but never expected to actually do so.
I was sitting on the couch and Denise got out of her chair and moved and sat next to me. She rested her hand on my thigh. I was worried that Greg would get mad but he only smiled as his wife started moving her hand up and down my leg.
I shouldn't have been surprised but I was when Greg started getting more to the point of where our conversation was headed.
"Have you ever had a threesome?" he asked me.
I replied that I had not.
"Well we would be very interested in having a threesome with you, but you should know that we really mean a threesome, not just the two of us fucking Denise." he said.
I wasn't sure what he meant, and that must have been obvious from the look on my face.