Anticipation is half the fun...

We met at a local pub. Their suggestion. We actually met in the car park and walked into the pub together. They were everything I’d hoped for. Ed was late 40’s slim build, smart casually dressed. Some kind of professional, well educated. Linda was similar age, slim, long dark hair, casual blouse and jeans, softly spoken with eyes to die for. I could tell they were incredible nervous, maybe more than me but they’d made it this far. With drinks from the bar we made our way to a table tucked away in the back.

It wasn’t exactly a blind date. We already exchanged pictures. We’d been messaging for a few weeks. Slowly building up to expressing our wants and expectations. But real life rather than on-line puts everything in a new perspective. This was a couple sitting opposite me who wanted me to share in their most intimate desires and share their bed. We’d already established that making Lindas wants and needs the focus of our attention was the aim. We made small talk at first and it eased the tension, we already knew a few things about each other. We joked light heartedly and they openly flirted a little. Linda was slightly flushed and held my eye touching my hand occasionally to emphasize a point. Just looking at them together and imaging what we might do had given me an instant hard-on. I’m sure the thought of why we were here was having the same effect on them.

After a few minutes Linda said, “I can’t believe we actually turned up, we were that nervous.” We all laughed, and she said, “I’m glad we did though, aren’t you Ed.”

Ed just smiled and nodded, “After talking to you, so bloody relieved, wasn’t sure what to expect. Not something we do every day. Are we what you expected?”

“Better I said. You guys are lovely.” I was already mentally undressing Linda and imagining her sim, small breasted figure stood naked, sandwiched between me and Ed! I just hoped they were having similar thoughts.

We’d already agreed beforehand that nothing was going to happen on this first meeting. Purely a social to see how things went. Ed had said in his messages beforehand that perhaps after a while I’d go to the bar and get some more drinks. This would give them a couple of minutes to talk and decide if things were to go further or not. Cheesy or not he said they’d put a coin on the table before I came back, to indicate something more intimate was a possibility in the future from their side. That way it’d avoid any awkward conversation if it wasn’t. So eventually I said, “Let me get you some more drinks. Be back in a sec.”

I headed for the bar, which was out of sight of the corner we were sat in. I guessed this was the moment they could easily disappear if they wanted to. It was definitely a possibility. I took my time bringing the drinks back to the table. As I rounded the corner, heart rate elevated, I was relived to see they were still there, and my hard-on came back with a vengeance, especially when I saw the shiny pound coin on the table.

I slid into my seat, looked at the coin and smiled at them. I whispered conspiratorially, “Wow. What can I say, I am already imaging some interesting scenarios.”

Linda flushed and laughed. “We were just talking about that,” she looked at Ed and back at me, “I think between the two of you, you can think up a few things I might like.”

Ed grinned at me and said, “You’d better email us tonight and send over some ideas.”

Linda whispered, “Some of the things I'm thinking make me blush, so don’t hold back, I want to know in detail…”

And so the first meeting was nearly over… with a promise of something much more to come…