Chapter 1 - The Meet
It was an after party. After a meet and greet at the swing club people would invite others they felt were compatible to an after party. Sometimes it's at a hotel or motel and other times at one of their homes. The meet and greet was at 6. I was handed an invitation at 7. The invitation said to arrive at 8. At 7:58 I rang the doorbell at a beautiful home on the secluded cul-de-sac. The lights were dim. I wondered if my mystery partner was there. The couple who invited me was a couple whose ad I had responded to a couple of weeks ago. Through our subsequent chats I had learned that they were looking for a companion for a female play partner of theirs. After several emails and a couple of late night, very open and explicit phone calls they were assured we would be a good match, if not permanently, at least for a good time at their next party. I was dressed in casual shorts, sandals, and a new "Chevrolet" t-shirt. The hosts answered the door and ushered him in to the small foyer. The mid-fifties couple were both dressed in terry robes and sandals.
"Hi. I'm Mark and this is my wife Donna. Glad you could make it." We shook hands, a firm grip. I liked that. I leaned in and gave Donna a small kiss on the cheek as I took her small delicate hand. Mark was an average built man, 5'10, 190 maybe with just a slight hint of a paunch. Sort of like myself. Donna was a small woman, with delicate features and a pretty face, a kind smile and smoldering eyes that gave a hint of what was to come.
"I feel overdressed" I joked.
"That won't be for long," Mark said with a smile. "We will be in the big bedroom on the left. You can change in the bathroom there and join us. There are robes in there if you'd like one. It's the first door on the right. Would you like a drink?"
"Just a Pepsi if you have it."
"It will be waiting for you." Donna added "Along with Wendy!" with a mischievous wink. I liked her too. I changed, grabbed a robe and went to meet my new friends. It was a large bedroom with a super king sized bed and several chairs, a love seat and a hot tub. My hosts were in the hot tub. As I entered the room I was invited to join them so I crossed to the tub and stood looking at Wendy. I had seen pictures of her but she was prettier in person. She was nearest to my side of the hot tub.
I introduced myself "Hi. You must be Wendy. I'm Randall. Friends call me Ran." I leaned over the tub and gently kissed her cheek and removed my robe.
"Hello Ran. You can call me Wen." I took that as a sign that she liked what she saw. I hoped she saw the pre-cum dripping off my half hard as I climbed up the step to the tub. I watched her and thought I saw her take a glance.
"Thank you for the invitation. I'm really glad to be here."
"We hope you enjoy the evening and getting to know us better as well Ran" Mark offered.
"So you have known each other quite a while, I gather?"
Wendy was quiet but was looking at me as Donna spoke. "We've known Wendy for many years and have enjoyed this relationship with her for most of that time. In the beginning it was a foursome but it's been the three of us now for the last 5 years."
I gathered Wendy was either divorced or widowed and if she wanted to say she would so I didn't push it. "Well, I feel privileged to be included." I said again. We talked for awhile, getting acquainted, sharing backgrounds and all. I noticed Mark and Donna slowly get closer in the tub and share some intimate moments. I was pretty sure Donna was stroking him. Wendy also played some footsie with me a couple of times when we talked about some of the shared info in our profiles.
Theirs read like this: "Mature couple and female friend looking to add a male for fourth. All in our sixties. Uninhibited, relatively attractive, voyeuristic and adventurously and orally bisexual. Enjoy marathon evenings and other adventures as well. Must be shaved, as we are, and a little kinky doesn't hurt either. Send pics for more info and let's chat."
I sent them a reply and started chatting with them adding notes here and there. I got the sense that they were being cautious, as was I. I was concerned that my intense sexual appetite would frighten them away, thinking I was too far out there. I thought I was reading the same kind of concern from them as well. My profile had read like this:
"Attractive widower in sixties seeking LTR to include sharing many kinds of sexual activities. Enjoy threesomes, both male and female, foursomes, group and other. Orally bi, intensely erotic, shaved and available."
After about a half hour Mark suggested "Maybe it's time we got more intimately acquainted" as he and Donna stood up and climbed out of the tub. Wendy and I parted to make room for them to get to the steps and as he passed by us I realized Wendy and I were both looking at his cock. It was almost hard, about 7 inches and had a large mushroom head. It was dripping a huge amount of pre-cum. Wendy and I followed suit. As we reached the floor I grabbed a towel and started to dry Wendy's back and shoulders. She turned with a smile and said "Thank you." And allowed me to continue drying her off and then I allowed her to return the favor. When we were finished we joined Mark and Donna on the king sized bed. By now Mark was laying back against pillows at the head of the bed, legs spread to make room for Donna who was sucking his cock. Wendy took my hand and pulled me onto the bed with her next to Mark. We lay back together with me at her side. She pulled me into her so our legs were intertwined and her bald pussy was along my thigh.
"Have you been to a lot of these parties?" she asked.
"A few. But I have to admit I am very particular about it. I mean, I'm not a snob, but I believe in quality rather than quantity when it comes to it all." I wanted to see if she would explore my answer and it was a welcome surprise when she did.
