Embarking on a threesome

We have exchanged several emails and photos; enough to generate a rapport and an attraction. Enough to know we are both genuine and open and have a sense of humour. Enough to know we have enough maturity and experience to ask for what we want (and say no if not); and sufficiently self deprecating not to take things too seriously. Respect and sense of humour are probably the common characteristics ....

So we meet. You invite me over or yours, or did you come to mine? It doesn't really matter.

There is always that first moment of meeting; a frisson. The excitement of the new. Seeing each other for the first time. The physical reality; the immediate chemistry; the attraction. A million questions and answers all asked and answered in just a few moments. Smiles, hello's, greetings, kisses, friendly embraces, hand shakes.

We go inside. Drinks are ordered - the three of us are standing and chatting. It is all propelled along by nervous excited energy. We chat bout anything and everything .... more questions and answers ... we are subliminally checking each other out ... an involuntary subconscious set of activities carried on by our senses. Smiles, body language, proximity, smell, touch ....

Husband has disappeared to make the drinks.

We all know that the woman always chooses - and so you put me at my ease by saying something simple like - ??? you look just like your photos .... perhaps you touch my arm. I respond by saying I think I'm going to enjoy myself. I feel giddy - excited and attracted to this woman.

You suggest we sit. You gently take my hand and lead my to the sofa. (At your touch, the blood flows involuntarily into my member!)

You sit at the other end of the sofa - the better to reveal your legs and just the hint of the top of your stockings. You know this always makes a man stir ... some more!

Husband comes back and sits opposite on his own. He is very friendly. Chatty.

We exchange experiences of the site and who had met ... the atmosphere is relaxed, amused, excited by the potential prospects of what might happen.

I ask if I can use the loo. I stand and leave the room ... the better for the two of you to discuss for the first time your thoughts about me to each other.

When I return you are both standing. You ask me if I would lie to to look around the house. You take my hand .... and lead me to the bedroom!! I instantly grow hard at the prospect. I'd love to, I say.

Your husband says he will refresh the drinks and will follow us up. It gives us the first chance to be alone, to embrace and kiss ... and how wonderful is that. This lasted a while. Kissing, embracing, caressing - sensing each others warmth, scent, excitement.

Your husband walks in .... "don't mind me" he jokingly says. "Do carry on without me ...."

My hands are all over you; and yours over me. Exploring. Respectfully at first. Allowing each other to cross lines for the first time .... enjoying the novelty, the excitement.

Your husband sits in the corner and watches. He unzips his fly, unbuckles his belt and takes off his trousers. He has a beautiful long uncut cock. It is partially erect. He casually plays with his cock ... smiling at us .... watching me slowly remove your dress. I want to liberate your gorgeous breasts ... but there is much more kissing to enjoy .....

to be continued