We are a happily married well-groomed, well-travelled couple form the North East of England. We have been told we are attractive, like the good things in life in particular fine dining, a good New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc, Single Malt, and she is a lover of all things fizzy 😊.
After many years of marriage and only ever had sex with each other our sex life was in decline, apart from the odd quickie it had become non-existent, mostly on behalf of Mr T who has lost his sex drive, however, Mrs T still has a high sex drive.
After many years of discussion and role playing, we decided together to explore the swinging scene and explore other avenues starting with chatting in rooms to gauge interest. Unfortunately, Mrs T found the chat rooms too much after being bombarded with photographs, obscene chats, and lack of stimulating chat we decided that I would maintain the chat, place an advert for couples and males and weed out anyone deemed unsuitable or not meeting our needs.
We will tell this story starting with Mr T followed by Mrs T recollecting her first meeting with a single male.
Having received many contacts to our advert mostly from males looking for females or couples we managed to whittle them down to one contact. To start with physical attraction was essential, with one guy in particular catching Mrs Ts eye, a local single man in his late 50s who had previous experience, dominant (persuasive), good communicator, dressed and smelled good and knew how to treat a lady in bed (his words) he described himself as a old fashioned gentleman, aristocratic and a Lesley Howard type of man indeed he was all of these and ticked all boxes.
We decided that we should move to the next step which would be to chat on another message forum, we swapped numbers and communicated daily with each other to build up trust and understanding, during these chats I would share the messages with Mrs T who became increasingly interested in meeting one on one. Some of the chat became suggestive and very forward but polite and considerate to Mrs T and her needs, basically he reassured her that the sex she would experience would, as long as she did as he told her would be like nothing she had experienced before. After weeks we decided that the time was right to expose Mrs T to private chat with our newfound friend.
Mrs T will now take up the story through to meeting our newfound friend, having exchanged pleasantries the chat soon moved to reassuring me that nothing had to happen, if we should meet and no meant no. He (Andy) said that we should meet for a drink somewhere quiet and away from anywhere that our privacy may be compromised.
I thought long and hard about where I wanted this to go and every time my mind wandered to having sex, my concern was how would hubby feel, where would we meet and how far I would be happy to go?
Initial thoughts were meet for a drink, chat face to face then take a little time out to see how we all felt afterwards. As we carried on chatting the chat turned more and more to what Andy would do to me when we meet (cyber fun). The suggestion was that I would be dropped off at a pub on the outskirts of Durham by my husband wearing no knickers and a dress of his choice, he had already taken a liking to one of the dresses I had worn (see story photograph) and suggested I might wear this. As much as I have always been a bit of a prude, I felt the desire to comply fully with Andy’s wishes and messaged hubby who was at work, he suggested that I take the afternoon to pamper myself, pour a nice glass of fizz and chill out in the bath, on return from work he would drop me off at the pub and let me get to know out new friend better, but no pressure at all to meet or do anything at all.
As the day passed my mind wandered more and more, I bathed, pampered myself (I always shave myself smooth) picked out my dress and underwear but decided not to wear any knickers as instructed and slowly drank my glass of fizz.
When husband arrived home, he told me how beautiful I looked and that I would turn a few heads when I went into the bar. We set off for the meeting and all the way there I convinced myself that we were only meeting to chat whilst at the same time wondering what sex with another man would be like.
On arrival we were told by Andy to go to the rear of the pub where our new friend would take me off hubbys hands, he had reassured us both this was only a face-to-face chat. I noticed his car which he had told me about and we pulled alongside I kissed hubby bye and told him I would message him once I was ready to be picked up, but I wouldn’t be late.
I was met by Andy with a peck on the cheek and a reassuring grip of my hand which put me at ease, he was wearing a white long sleeved cotton shirt with a collar, fitted blue jeans and Chelsea boots what struck me most was the smell of his aftershave which he later told me was Parfums De Marly, I do like a man who is well groomed and smells nice, a great start to our meeting.
We entered the bar which was extremely busy and he suggested we find a quiet area out of the way to chat, ever the gentleman he offered me a seat and then asked me what I would like to drink, without thinking I asked for a White wine, he returned from the bar with a large white wine (I’m not a great drinker but this was welcomed to settle my nerves). Conscious that I wanted to keep my distance we sat at a table facing each other and started chatting, the chat flowed easily but as the night passed the noise levels became higher and he suggested we go to his house for a more relaxing chat. I welcomed that but only if hubby agreed. I text him and he said only go If you are comfortable and if I did, he would need the address of the house I was going to, to which we all agreed.
We left the pub at around 7pm and I reassured hubby it was only for a chat, when we got into the car I fastened my seatbelt and Andy placed his hand on my leg which sent shivers up my spine, conscious that I was knicker less he said he wanted to feel how obedient I had been and reached under the hem of my dress up to my groin brushing the lips of my exposed shaven bits which made him smile.
The drive to his house was about 20 minutes as we arrived he opened my door to help me out and gently squeezed by rear, as we entered his house he told me to go into the living room and relax while he poured me another glass of wine, on return he placed the wine on the table took me in his arms and kissed me full on whilst holding me tight, his hand began to roam, without delay he told me to strip naked down to my shoes and go to his bedroom. He was fully clothed but as instructed I stripped and made my way to his bed room which was already dimly lit, a few minutes later he came into the room fully naked and what I saw in front of me shocked me, staring me in the face was a penis that he has described in chat as the leaping salmon, a name he had been given during his Army years by his fellow soldiers, primarily due to its length but more so its girth (for the record husband is not well blessed in that department).
He encouraged me to feel his girth I struggled to get my hand fully around it and as I did it got harder and harder and increased in girth and length he then told me to suck him, I struggled to get it in my mouth and he suggested I lie on my back whilst he gave me oral sex which brought me to a gushing orgasm. He then raised my legs and forced himself into my now soaking wet vagina, inch by inch he entered me I thought it was never going to end stretching me to the point I thought I would split, as he built up rhythm it became a lot more easier to take his length and girth and I felt my self-gushing like I have never before. Breaking for respite I was conscious that I had told hubby we wouldn’t be late it was now two hours later and he had messaged me to see how much longer I would be, I told him I’m not ready to come home yet and would message him when I was,
Andy continued foreplay, kissing and he turned me over doggy style and entered me so hard and fast that my head almost exploded with the orgasm I had just had, the bed was now soaking wet and he had shot his heavy load inside me which was dripping out mixed in with my juices.
I said I need to shower and start thinking about heading off home as it was now late, as I turned round he was raring to go again with a full on erection which I took into my mouth and sucked like I have never sucked before stretching my mouth I managed to get a few inches into my very small mouth. I then broke away and he showed me to the shower, which he followed me into and washed me down ensuring my intimate parts were cleaned fully.
As I dried off, I text husband to say I was on my way in five minutes, it was now near midnight, and I had just experienced a night of unplanned full-on sex like I have never before.
As I went to leave and give him a kiss he asked to fuck me one more time he was fully erect again, as much as I didn’t want to leave I felt I needed to for the sake of my husband who had been very tolerant and understanding, he still wasn’t aware what had happened but was naturally anxious to ensure I had come to no harm and to get me home safely.
As I got in the car, we chatted on the way home a 45-minute journey which was difficult due to the nature of what had just happened, by the time we got home I had told my husband I was not ready to leave and had just experienced the best sex of my life, albeit only the second time with another man other than hubby.
