I was a 50 year old married bi who travelled a lot for business. This was convenient since I would hook up with other men when I was away from home. My failing marriage had finally come to an end. I had an apartment but I was reluctant to have encounters in my home city. I had met Karl, a tall, handsome African-American on line and hooked up with him when I visited Seattle on business. I had met him alone once and later had a threesome with him and his friend Leon.
I kept in touch with Karl via e-mail. I told him I was planning a trip to Seattle in the next few weeks and would he be able to get together. He responded that since I enjoyed the threesome with him and Leon so much, I might be interested in meeting a group he recently joined. Karl wasn't fooling around with Leon anymore but he had found a group of bi men, some married, some single, who would meet periodically for group sex parties. Of course, this interested me a great deal. Karl said that the only drawback was that they usually met over the weekend and my business travel was during the work week. I found a solution to this problem by arranging successive trips to Seattle and San Francisco to deal with clients in both cities. I volunteered to stay in Seattle over the weekend to save the company the expense of bringing me home between the two trips.
Karl told me when the next Saturday meeting was and I arranged my travel dates to accommodate that. I was as nervous as a high school kid going on his first date as I waited for Karl to pick me up in my hotel lobby. I came down about 20 minutes early and grabbed a drink to try and calm myself. Finally, he appeared and we drove off in his car.
Karl told me that we would be meeting at the house of Paul, one of the single guys in the group. Paul had a large family room in his house which could handle a decent size party. The group was mixed race with African-American and white men involved. Attendance at any one meeting varied due to the situations each guy faced - especially the married ones. Karl mentioned that the group was a bit top heavy - far more members were into fucking than into being fucked. This sounded ideal for me.
We arrived at Paul's house in a leafy Seattle suburb. Paul was a white guy of about 50, tall and slender with brown hair and brown eyes. He introduced me to the other members present. DeJuan was a 6'-4" black guy of around 45. He had the beginnings of a belly but still looked in good shape. Al was a 5'-10" married guy of Italian descent with black hair and very dark eyes. He worked out regularly and I was floored to learn he was 55, he looked 10 years younger. Justin was the youngest at 37. He was a computer nerd and single. Justin was about 5'-7" and very thin. He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes.
