It was now a great time to have some fun after a nine month break with nothing particularly different going on. We have in the past enjoyed all sorts of fun with each other and with my wife enjoying other cocks with my full and complete trust and permission. this has led to many superb encounters and one or two let downs. This however proved to be a bit different. We had been approached via SH and the man's profile said he was impressed with ours and could we get together for a chat and meet each other face to face. as that was always the way we like to match our personalities with any aspiring friend, we agreed and made a firm commitment which I felt rock solid with, not like some wishy washy half promise from vague people who change their minds several times and then let you down. Time wasters all, and frustrating when we have turned up having driven fair distances for a no show, or a lame excuse. It is no wonder many advertisers specify that these folk need not even apply if they are not 100% up for whatever they are after. In this case we were agreed he was genuine and we made our way some forty miles plus to our rendezvous, having both exchanged time of meeting and our apparel. He had been kind enough to send a recent picture of himself so we both knew who we were looking for. He beat us to the restaurant he had suggested and flashed his lights as he saw our car, its number plate no doubt giving our presence to him. He greeted us as we locked our vehicle and we set off into the building. It was pretty quiet and Ivan asked for a table in a corner away from other diners. We had decided on a simple light meal which we said we were happy to treat him. Our introductions and early chat revolved around his divorce after eighteen years and his subsequent year or so of tireless travelling before he became bored and returned home to restart his business which he had let go in the messy proceedings of his separation. He made us laugh and sigh with some of his anecdotes and also the pathos of the divorce which he said he needed to get off his chest but did not intend to dwell any more on it. An hour and a half later we were shaking hands and returning home. My wife Liz spoke first as we moved onto the motorway saying she liked him and thought we could maybe help him recover. I thought this was a positive observation and said we should reply to him as soon as we got home. It was shortly after 11pm when we got back and we sat chatting for a bit before I passed his number across for her to send a text to him. Liz and I are fifty three and she is 5'6'' tall with light hair, not blonde. her figure is well preserved due to her care of diet and exercise regime. I am thankful that she retains her pretty features unlike her sisters who seem to have gone to seed in a very short space of time. Anyway back to our position re Ivan, a forty nine year old 6' tall man with a solid build brought about by years of rugby. he must have been very good or very fast because he bore no visible scars or cauliflower ears so often sported by his kind. he talked softly but confidently and was polite and clean (nails immaculate according to Liz). Our reply came almost as fast as the text had been sent. Ivan said he was delighted that we could become special friends and asked if we were free that Saturday, three days hence. A very short discussion which was Liz read out the text, I nodded and smiled and she grinned and replied yes. Job done and not long to wait. Next day I get a message from Ivan asking if he could seek a favour. Could I ask Liz to wear stockings and suspenders as they are his favourite. I reply yes of course, any particular choice of colour? Then I suggest he discuss it with Liz and she might well be able to give him a special night. Liz text me a bit later from her office to say about Ivan's proposals and she told me what she had said in her text. I could not wait for Saturday to come now. Flash forward to Saturday. Morning for Liz at the shops getting a new dress with zip down the front (all the way) and after a long trudge round, Ann Summers provided the solution with a new red and black lacy ensemble, bra, thong and suspender belt. Back home to a very light lunch before a short sleep of a couple of hours and then a long soak in the bath. Light evening meal followed by the pampering of toenails, fingernails, hair, skin and perfume before dressing slowly as I watched on and helped straighten seams when required. the dress once on was adjusted by raising and lowering the zip until it sat with the tantalising amount of cleavage showing along with a little bit of lacy bra. She looked gorgeous as ever and she agreed she was happy with her new items. the four inch heels provided a perfect finish, bright red to match the underwear when she eventually lost her dress, but that was all in the future. It was time to go and Ivan had given directions to his house which stood alone and around half a mile from the nearest farm and two miles from the closest village. We set the sat nav and off we went. It took us around an hour to reach the road and a further ten minutes driving slowly so as not to miss the entrance. Luckily he had thought to leave the house lights outside on and through the trees we saw his property and turned into the drive. His car was there and we parked behind him. He met us on the porch and gave Liz a big kiss and hug, she gave him a bottle of wine, we went inside away from the cold wind. He took our coats and said how fabulous Liz looked. I agreed and he showed us round his place. It was a sprawling place around a hundred and fifty years old, basically two farm workers houses knocked into one and then extended several times so a bit of a maze with a small office area and then two rooms knocked into one for the main lounge with a fabulous wood burning stove full to busting with logs and providing a real wall of flame and a Sahara like heat if you got too close. He showed us round the kitchen and utility room but not through a door which I took to be into the garage, so did not ask. Upstairs, his main bedroom was generous and lit dimly with the duvet rolled back. An armchair in the corner took my eye as I had disclosed to Ivan that I do like to watch my wife being pleasured and I realised that I was not going to wait too long for such fun. The other three bedrooms were standard bedrooms but I noticed two had no beds made but the last one had pillows and duvet and the curtains were closed. i said no more but assumed if all went well we were expected to stay the night. Back downstairs we finished one bottle of wine and began a second, Ivan and Liz sitting on a sofa while I took a wing backed armchair which was extremely comfortable. The wine was taking effect and Ivan started telling jokes. He was very good too, having worked cruise ships for a few years when a bit younger. We were both relaxed and Ivan had an arm round Liz's back, hugging her closer to him and making suggestions as to the zip just in front of him. They began to kiss and I sat still for a few minutes watching as he slowly tugged the zip lower. I took this as my cue to leave them for a few minutes and have a pee. From the downstairs toilet I could hear them kissing and whispering and then the swish of something being removed, a comment from Ivan and a giggle from Liz, my mind's eye told me she was now without her dress and he was looking at my wife who was going to let him fuck her. I returned from the loo, she was undoing his trousers and pulling his pants over his cock which was a nice thick but not particularly long specimen, she had enjoyed bigger but she was very happy with what was going to be her plaything . She was oblivious of my return and taking his cock in hand, wanked it and then bent low to suck it. Ivan looked over at me as she licked him and grinned widely and mouthed 'perfect' to me as I sat across the room. She sucked and licked for a long time and I released my cock and stripped naked before she came up for air. Ivan asked her to stand up so he could look again at her and she did, standing and giving a twirl, showing her thong off beautifully. I saw exactly what he saw and the tell tale wet patch on her thong showed she was very excited, as did the nipples poking through the material of her bra. Ivan reached a remote and pressed it. Music began and he turned the lights down and then stood up and embraced her. They kissed like lovers in front of me and I got harder, just thinking to myself that she will soon be fucking this new cock and I hoe it would be the first of many times he had her, he was a perfect gent in my mind. A gentle shuffle (could not call it dancing) more kissing and him moving his hands over her body, her breasts, her back, her cunt and bum all receiving gentle but sexy handling, manipulating her body and kissing her neck and ears, tongue in her ear as well (a favourite), she shivered and kissed him more, handling his erect cock with gentle hands, stroking him and encouraging him to play further, as far as he wished. I saw her bra undone and it dropped off with the slightest effort from them both. She had his shirt undone and on the floor and his trousers and pants were already at his knees so she sat him down and removed his shoes and socks to allow him to shrug off the pants and trousers and he was naked. She sucked again at his cock while he sat and then he moved her down to the floor in front of me as I stroked my cock and with her lifting her bum, her thong slipped away from protecting her cunt and she was naked, just the stockings and suspenders remained, as did her shoes. He drank in her shape, roamed hands gently across her naked form and then she parted her thighs and showed him her cunt. He was attracted like a bee to honey and hungrily licked her juices, making slurping sounds and sending her to new ground, she writhed happily as he hit the spot, heaving sighs as he did again and again, licking, nibbling very gently and smothering his face in her sex juices. He managed to make her come quite easily, I am sure it was the atmosphere and the thought of a new cock ploughing into her that set her going, but I was spellbound as I watched the superb sight. She begged him to fuck her and he knelt above her, holding his cock pointing at her cunt as she stroked it, looking at it as it neared her tunnel, then she looked at him and said 'Fuck me please Ivan, I want our spunk in my cunt' The invitation was too much, she was spread open for him and with one hand holding herself wide, she drew him closer until his knob and was just parting her cunt lips. He stayed there as if waiting for a picture to be taken then just eased himself deeper until his shaft had disappeared. They were motionless for a few seconds and then started to gently rock together making increasingly urgent murmurs of satisfaction. I had expected condoms first time, but in reality I knew we both preferred bareback. They fucked not three feet from me and I shot my load some time before he did. I cleaned myself up and watched the beauty of the moment as Liz fucked with Ivan with passion and slight lust, no damn it there was a lot of lust. They fucked until Ivan roared and plunged in her, gasping as he spent his come deep in her. I knew he was done as his bum had clenched and released several times. Liz lay back breathing heavily as his cock slipped from her followed by a white stream of come, trickling down the crack of her bum. We relaxed and talked, Ivan stayed close to Liz and she sucked him clean then came for a kiss with me, I tasted his spunk on her lips. It was only half past ten so we opened another bottle of wine and talked, I asked if all was well and whether either of them wanted to repeat this. Ivan said he was very keen and that Liz was perfect. Liz smiled quietly, obviously proud her body still held an attraction, and she did love being fucked, especially by a different cock from mine. I said that I had no objection if they wanted to be lovers and see each other without me being present, providing I got some photos of their meet and the resulting account of what had happened and where. Ivan had said on his profile that he liked outdoor sex and exhibitionism so he would love to have sex with her outside or elsewhere. He went quiet for a moment and then said 'I have something else to show you' and took her hand and I stood up too. He led us to the unopened door and unlocked it. He said 'I didn't want to show you this in case it put you off. A light was switched on and we stepped into the room. The walls were black and there was no light. He showed us his dungeon, various pieces of equipment, chains and manacles, a wooden cross and a pair of leather loops hung from the ceiling. it was warm inside, a radiator painted black throbbed from behind a cover. He said he had disguised it too well once and had burned his bum on it, so put a cover over to stop it happening again. We laughed. Liz asked him what various things were for and showed quite an interest in it, so he showed her how they worked and was delighted to put her on the cross, tying her up spreadeagled and then touching her wet cunt without her being able to do anything to stop him. After around a half hour or so, I asked if they wanted time in there alone, Ivan's cock was rampant again and Liz said she would not mind if he tied her again to the cross and fucked her He agreed and said he would go into role play mode and not to be upset if he said dirty things to her, it was just to add a bit of reality to where they were and it didn't work the same if there was a bit of pretend fear. He also said she needed a special word which if she said it he would stop immediately. I helped tie her up, the loops were easy to tighten and just needed a wrench to release. Seeing her naked and helpless gave me a huge hard on again and Ivan played with her tits and cunt in a gentle but very dominant way, talking to her as if she was a slave and she must do anything he said. He said she must call him Master and accept all he did. I actually needed a pee at that moment and slipped from the room. I left it a few minutes once more and went back to the door but found it locked. I could hear what was being said though and he was swishing something about and I heard a slap and a cry. Ivan said she had been a bad girl and needed punishment for he wrongdoing, another swish and a yelp. This went on for five minutes or so with Liz getting slightly louder as each swish was replied to with a whimper. Then it stopped and he said 'Now you will receive this' It was obviously his cock and he said that all bad girls needed a good fuck to straighten them out again. I listened intently and heard a few clicks and lots of groans from her and then some sighs and the sound of slapping, which turned out to be Ivan fucking her from behind. There was no doubt when he came as he shouted that he was coming in her dirty cunt and filling her with his spunk again. Liz gasped and then silence. A little later I heard them kissing so I went back to the lounge and sat down. They returned a few minutes later arm in arm, she playing with his softened cock. Ivan apologised for locking me out and said he had soft whipped her with a leather instrument which he showed me. She bore no signs of aggressive behaviour and her submissive face told me she had enjoyed it. It was now after midnight and Ivan said would it be alright if Liz slept with him. I said that was fine but I would like some time with her first. We went to the spare bedroom and lay together. I was rampant and asked if she had enjoyed the dungeon. She looked far away as she just smiled and said it was very different and quite exciting. I asked if she came over again would she go in there with him alone and she said yes and said he had fucked her beautifully and hoped to get some more during the night. I lay across her and slipped it in as deep as I could, lasting a bit longer than I expected before shooting her third load of cum in her that night. I felt very drowsy and watched her step out of the bed and go towards Ivan's room. I told her to come back for more if she wanted. But she didn't. I awoke next morning and heard them fucking in his room. I went down and made a cup of tea and half an hour later Ivan appeared in the doorway grinning and saying thanks, she is a great woman. So after breakfast we set off home with a weary and sore wife and two very happy adults with new stories to remember. I have never considered dungeons and all that, thinking it was all a load of crap, but seeing the fun it gave Liz, then I think there must be something in it for her. Ivan has been back in touch and wants another meet. Me too