This story is pure fantasy for now, but the people involved are real and their names have been changed.
My wife Grace and I have been swinging for about a year now. We have had several experiences with a male friend of mine. Some of you may have read about those adventures already. We have also had one experience with another couple. We are constantly on the look out for other couples or singles like ourselves. We are both bi-sexual and very open minded when it comes to sex. As long as no real hardcore pain or fecal matter is involved, we are pretty much good to go.
The other day Grace told me about a nurse that comes to the hospital she works at. She told me that her name was Julie and that she works for an agency and is not employed by the hospital itself. I guess a lot of hospitals are using per diem help these days. Well Grace told me that they were talking about how uptight the people that work in her department are when it comes to sex and sexual preferences. Grace has told me in the past how she hears them talking about how they feel that gay marriage is wrong and that anything that has to do with same sex relations is immoral and whatever. They are nothing but a bunch of closed-minded fools if you ask us.
Well anyway, she told me about what they were talking about and Grace asked her, “Well wouldn’t they be surprised if they found out I am bi-sexual?”
To which Julie responded, “Well I am pretty open minded in that area myself.”
“So what does Julie look like?” I asked.
Grace went on to tell me that Julie is around our age. I am 32 and Grace is 34. She told me Julie is about her height. Has shoulder length, brown hair. She has nice sized breasts. Has a nice body. Is good looking and has a great personality. She also told me that she would be very interested in getting her to come over for some adult fun. I felt my eyebrows raise a little and my cock gave a twitch. My wife telling me that she is checking out other women always gives me a tingle in the groin area. It’s nice to see she is on the lookout for other women to join us. It’s such a turn on to see her eating out another woman. Well doing anything with another woman if you want to get down right technical about it. Of course seeing her pleasure another man is a turn on as well. I always seem to cum quick when I am fucking her while she is sucking on another mans cock. By the same token, she cums quick when she sees me sucking on another mans cock as well.
I told my wife that she should continue to talk to Julie and try to get more information out of her. I told Grace tell Julie what we are in to. I gave her permission to let out any and all details she chooses. Like the fact that we are both bi, and that we both get off when Grace mercilessly rams my ass with her strap-on. Hopefully Julie will respond in kind and let out some of her juicy secrets. Hopefully they will be in line with ours, and the possibility of getting together with her alone or with her husband will be good. The perfect situation would be if they were both open to bi encounters or were completely bi-sexual. I guess I will just have to wait and see.
A couple weeks go by with no mention of Julie. I had put it in the back of my mind after a couple of days. I got busy remodeling our upstairs bathroom. What a chore that was. I gutted the whole thing down to studs. Installed new everything. It was a long and almost painful experience, but now that I look at the finished job, I feel pretty good about it. Especially since I did it all myself.
So on a Tuesday a couple weeks later, Grace asked me if I could get that coming Friday off. I told her I would look into it. In my job it is sometimes hard to get a day off. She told me to let her know as soon as possible. So I checked the schedule that night when I went in. There was already one person off and one other took the first half of the shit off. Well there goes the whole night. I called home and told her I could only get the second half of the night off. She told me to do it.
I asked her, “So what’s going on Friday night?”
She replied, “Never mind about that. You just make sure you drive straight home after you get out.”
I persisted, “Just tell me what’s going on.”
I realized that that was almost a bad move when she came back with, “If you keep asking you may as well work the whole shift.”
Needless to say I relented. I didn’t know what she had planned, but I knew I didn’t want to screw it up long before it even happened. When she plans stuff I usually benefit greatly from it so there was no point in messing with it anymore.
I spent the rest of the week trying to figure out what she had planned. I called my mother to see if she was taking the kids that night. I ran in to a brick wall there. Mom wasn’t talking. My birthday isn’t for a couple months so I know there wasn’t a surprise party being planned. Anytime I even hinted that I was going to ask about Friday, all I got was a hand in the air telling me to stop asking.
Finally Friday came. Man was that a long week. The day dragged on forever. I couldn’t keep my mind on anything except that night. Grace went off to work like nothing was going on. No hints dropped. I got nothing but a big fat zero. I was dying. Usually she would drop a hint or two if she was planning stuff. Not this time. She clammed right up.
I barely made my way through they day. I tried to occupy my time by messing around on my computer and trying to take care off odds and ends around the house. Finally it was time for me to leave for work. I managed to make it through my half shift which felt like a double. I got in my car and raced home.
When I got there, the house seemed a little dark but the van was in the driveway. Kind of odd I thought. I went in and found a note on the table. The note read, “You are in for a very good night. The kids are at your mothers until tomorrow morning. Go upstairs in the bedroom. On the bed you will find your attire for the evening. Take it in to the bathroom with you. Take a nice hot bath in the new tub and make sure you clean everywhere inside and out. Make sure you have a nice fresh shave everywhere too. Then come down stairs. We will be waiting for you.” We? Did she say we? After reading it a couple more times, it definitely said we. Do I need to say I got hard instantly?