Last night was the meeting. A few days before was the introduction. Things had moved fast. Matthew had been in contact with me from this site and we had engaged in a few texts, however in an attempt to move things along I suggested a risky strategy where I suggested he might like the chance to meet my wife Liz without me being there. Normally I would insist we all met together but due to certain commitments, it was difficult until I had the risky brainwave of him visiting on spec at her shop and chatting her up. I was comfortable enough with it and made the suggestion of him calling on a certain day when she was quiet and ordering a cup of coffee. Knowing the times of day when she was quiet I gave Matthew the information he needed and a description of her having tried to send a photograph unsuccessfully for some stupid reason. It was set up and I said to be very discreet and say nothing if others were around, small communities spread gossip faster than the internet. I asked if he could send a text as he arrived and I would call in about half an hour later and told him what I would be wearing which consisted of a distinctive rugby shirt which was quite unmistakable due to a large yellow paint stain on the left shoulder. Fast forward to the day, my phone beeps and he is just going into her shop. I am as excited as if they were already getting undressed for fun. However around twenty minutes had gone when my phone rings, the icon shows it coming from the shop. it is Liz and she says a bloke was in her shop having coffee and was blatantly chatting her up to go out with him. I almost said I know, but threw a deaf one, saying 'You're the lucky girl, do you like him?' 'Yes he's nice, clean but perhaps a bit young' I thought quickly and said 'Do you fancy him, because you know how I feel if you do' 'Not sure' she replies So I back it up with 'If you want to, get on with it and enjoy yourself, I love you and you know I love you to enjoy other cocks so its allright with me' 'Ok, speak to you later' and put the phone down. I shot out the door and down to the shop, a five minute drive away and went straight in, Liz was sitting at a sofa opposite Matthew and I said hello to them both and asked if there was anything that needed doing, hung around for a minute or so and then left. I was pleased to have seen him in the flesh and Liz's face was a picture, more relaxed than I expected and I left with hopes high. Around an hour later my phone went again and it was my lovely wife telling me he was going to take her out the next night, she said she wanted to discuss this with me when she got home. I asked if he was going to fuck her and she said that she thought that was his intention. When she got home she told me of his conversation and she said she was flattered a younger man was showing great interest within a few minutes of walking into the shop but she said maybe she was still attractive to other men to which i agreed. My guilt began to build now as I did like the idea of her being chatted up and experiencing the thrill of the chase, but as I knew it was concocted by me, the truth needed to be delivered before things got beyond out of hand or she learn it from a slip of the tongue. I waited until we were sitting having a gin and tonic and I explained the set up but precluded that by saying she was gorgeous and very desirable in many men's eyes and the fact that he found her attractive was undeniable as he could easily have not even asked for a coffee but walked in, seen her and left without her being any the wiser. I got a bit of a rebuke but the fact she was already up for a date, she was not too put out and said 'I might have known you were up to something, you've been too quiet lately' I grinned, hugged her and we kissed 'Dirty old sod' she said as she sipped her G&T. We chatted at length about her forthcoming date and she asked for his number as she wanted to tell him she knew about the secret Yesterday she came home with a new dress for that night. She revealed that they had been in contact a few times that day and he was collecting her at 7.30. I had made a light meal and as she sat to eat, I ran a bath, she still had an hour and a half before they met. I was going to drive her to York and drop her near the pub they were meeting in. I watched her as she dressed in a black dress, quite loose to cover the suspender clips, black underwear and stockings, very sexy indeed. Four inch heels too. As we drove in she asked what I was going to do and I said I would be thinking of them getting down to it. She then said she had invited him back to ours and he was cool about me watching. I was pleased this had been discussed because I had been unable to contact him as my phone was being repaired. My lift into town was full of sexy talk and she said she would give him her thong in the pub if she got the chance. My wait at home was fraught with tension, wondering what would occur when they arrived, but what a lovely agony. Shortly after nine thirty my phone rang, Liz told me her thong was in his pocket and they were on their way home. The journey took them about an hour, a trip which usually takes ten to fifteen minutes when quiet. They apparently stopped in a lay by for a snog and grope and she sucked his cock for a while. When they walked in I greeted them both kissing Liz and shaking hands with Matthew. She looked very warm and sexy and announced they were going into the bedroom straight away and would I be a darling and mix some drinks for them. I knew this would be expected to take ten minutes or so and I obliged, my cock now released from my trousers, twitching involuntarily every now and again. Once the drinks were prepared, I decided to strip naked as I was going to watch their fun if I could. The bedroom door was slightly open and I heard them shuffling around on the bed. Inside I saw they were both naked, Liz still had her stockings and suspenders on and he was energetically licking her beautiful shaven cunt and she was in the throes of deep enjoyment, holding his head and urging him deeper. Her nipples as ever were hard, prominent and looked fabulously sexy. i put their drinks at the side of them and sat in a reclining armchair to watch things develop. Liz looked at me and grinned wickedly then turned to concentrate on her fun. I sat happily watching her suck him and he her and the lovely sight of two people enjoying each other and accepting the advances as they prepared to fuck for the first time. Eventually Matthew emerged and knelt between her open thighs, offering his stiff stalk to the wet lips of her cunt. Liz took his cock in hand and guided it in bareback. I was not inclined to say anything as I am sure this was already discussed and I was so happy they were not going to do anything less than fuck and give her a creampie. Sadly his excitement proved too much and a mere half dozen strokes later, he screwed his eyes shut and shot his load in her, Liz gasping with pleasure as he did so. 'He's fucked me' she whispered, 'He's fucked me, lovely cum in my cunt'. I was delighted to see he was still hard as he came out. 'Lick me out somebody please' she croaked. Matthew went down on her and did his own cleaning, Liz asked for my cock in her mouth. I was across in a shot and lasted about as long as he did. Liz took my spunk down in two gulps and then we all relaxed in the afterglow. It was almost half past eleven and Matthew remained hard. Liz asked if they could stay together for the night and I smiled and agreed but asked if she might come across to me at some time in the night. She came to my room around three in the morning and she made me lick her freshly spunked cunt up before I was allowed a fuck, which this time resembled a more acceptable standard of timescale. She left and returned to Matthew an hour later and said 'See you at breakfast' as she left