Having been a reader of stories on SH for some time (not every single one, mind you) I thought I must add one of my own. It may not be as explicit as some but there is a point to it. It all started around a year ago when a mail dropped into my inbox. It was from a couple local to me, around the same age and asking whether I might like to meet up for a drink to see whether we would get along. So a quick look at their profile made the decision simple. Their pictures were mainly of the lady and she looked gorgeous, dressed (mostly) in a variety of exotic outfits and posing for the camera. The reply was soon sent saying “yes please”. After a few mails setting up the meet the three of us finally got together. I was certainly nervous but soon felt at ease with them, especially as we seemed to share the same views on the world. Chatting was easy between us though other people were drinking in the courtyard of the hotel where we met, so when the topic moved to what might or might not be fun to explore in a MFM situation our voices were somewhat muted. However we all felt that we should meet again. BTW the lady looked even better face to face in elegant clothes. The second time was also social but, as I hadn’t turned up originally with two heads, they suggested I came to their house. A meal and a few drinks helped continue the playtime exploration discussions, without the need to hold back because of other ears. When I say social I must admit to seeing the lady in various guises and states of undress, some with the gentleman, as I was treated to a look at some of their photo albums. Now that certainly got things stirring down below, primarily because of looking at an attractive lady but also because they were more erotic than explicit. “Would I like to take photographs for them so they could concentrate on one another?” I was asked. No prizes for guessing the reply. So a third meeting was arranged at their house and, as before, we had dinner. Though we’d all agreed that there’d be more action afterwards. With things cleared away the gentleman showed me their camera whilst the lady went upstairs to change. The soft lighting in their lounge from low down table lamps immediately lit up the lady on her return. What I saw when she moved between me and the lamps left no doubt as to the lacy nature of her attire. A few snaps of her posing around the lounge eased us into part two of the evening. The lady went upstairs for another change and the gentleman greeted her return with some kissing and cuddling. Now I started snapping away with more gusto. Who wouldn’t with a lovely lady wearing stockings and suspenders plus some nice lingerie. Her top didn't last long on her but her very transparent skirt did remain in place for a while. And, even though I say it myself, there were some reasonable shots of her lit from behind showing just how see-through it was. As things were hotting up it was decided that we should all go upstairs where they undressed a bit more and I tried my best to capture their playing with one another. After a while the lady asked me to get on the bed as well. I thought this was so I could get some close-ups of the intimate areas but I then realised she meant without the camera. What a lovely feeling to be so close to a lovely lady dressed in a way that excites me. Nylon heaven! By now I was down to my boxers. The lady was laying between us two chaps and we set about what we had agreed at the earlier dinner meeting, which was to make her the centre of attention. So two pairs of hands and two mouths pleasured themselves and her body. Her moans showed she was enjoying it. Of course she had two cocks to play with so I soon had mine being stroked through my boxers. It felt so erotic. Pretty soon we were all naked apart from the wife retaining her stockings and suspenders. My hands never strayed too far from those. We moved around so that lady could easily stroke our cocks simultaneously whilst we fondled and caressed. Yes, there was nothing rough. She preferred it that way. All I know was that I was hard. Another re-positioning and the lady was on her hands and knees with the gentleman rubbing his cock against her pussy. Meanwhile she had started sucking on my cock and boy was she good. The gentleman had by now entered her and was obviously enjoying seeing his lady being "spit roasted". After a while her increasing arousal spread through to him and he came with obvious delight. Being a gentleman he cleaned himself and his lady while she continued to "blow me away" as I played with her lovely breasts. He was remained quite happy watching as the lady and I moved into a 69, the wife cumming (I think) on my tongue. Then we all agreed it was time for a drink and breather. I don't think any of us thought that we'd hit it off quite so well first time out and we soon planned our next meeting. Since then we have met on a regular basis, sometimes for a purely social evening and sometime for play. Now I realise that this may not be everyone’s cup of tea. It’s not overtly explicit. It was agreed up front that the gentleman would be the only one of us to penetrate his lady and I was happy with that. But we enjoy it and get great pleasure from this type “fun”. That “fun” has seen some variety too over time and we’re quite open to new things. All, of course, within the agreed boundaries. So the point of this story? Well one of those things we’ve yet to try is to make the threesome into a foursome (another lady) or fivesome (another couple). Sorry no additional single gentlemen at this stage. Any takers?