My wife and I had been entertaining the idea of adding another to the bedroom for quite some time. Our normal sex life just gotten a bit stale. The fantasy progressed over time from whispering dirty things in each other's ears during sex to looking for a man to join us. My wife has always been that, "good girl" that you would never expect this sort of thing from. As a matter of fact, you would never even expect she would talk dirty (and only sometimes did) in the bedroom.
My wife is very pretty woman. She's not a supermodel but she's easy on the eyes. She's 27, brunette, about 5'7" and an ass that begs to be looked at which goes along nicely with her perky C-Cups.
After finding a man that was down and showed mutual attraction through a fairly popular website, we decided to lay some ground rules. My rules would be that there was no finishing in her and her rules that the sex is safe and it ends if she says it ends.
They texted, flirted and of course sent one another naughty pictures. She very much enjoyed the "courting" part of setting this up. When the time came we met him at a hotel bar about one hour away from our place. He showed up a bit late, however this was probably a good thing. It let her nerves subside a bit with a every drink she had before he arrived.
Her would-be-fling was a tall man, on the skinny side but in good shape. He was about my age (28) and seemed to be a proper gentlemen. He introduced himself and apologized for being late. Apparently, traffic was a killer (we had guessed as we had come through it as well) and ordered us another round of drinks. We made small talk. After about an hour I went to the bathroom to shoot my wife a text. I asked her if she was ready. She responded with one word "Yes."
After paying our tab I suggested to our friend that he finish his drink and make his way up to our room in about 15 minutes. He nodded and looked almost as nervous as she had been earlier. We targeted another newbie to the lifestyle on purpose, we wanted someone without any "expectations" and this man surely seemed to fit the bill.
We went to our room which was nice. There was a couch, minibar and balcony to go with the bed and standard amenities. My wife ducked into the bathroom quickly and "freshened up". I imagine she checked her hair, gave herself a pep talk and got ready for the fun. She emerged looking fabulous. Her long straight hair going down to the small of her back or the just below her belly button. She was wearing a white blouse with tight jeans, my favorite jeans. I often wondered how she got her ass into them.
About 15 minutes later we were sitting on the couch when there was a knock on the door. I left my wife on the couch and answered it. I invited him in. He sat on the couch next to her while I made the three of us a drink. I sat beside my wife. She, with a man on each side of her, knew what was coming and I could tell she was ready to go.
