My wife and I were getting very disillusioned over the amount of time-wasters and people we had met who were either just curious as to what happens in the swingers world or plainly out to cause mischief for their own sexual gratification. We had lost count of the times we had met cpls for a drink with the certain knowledge that they were never intending on playing.Indeed the last time we met a cpl before vetoing the entire pub/chat scenario was an interesting discussion about the Arsenal midfield whilst his wife sat in obvious distress, being forced into something she was not comfortable or happy with. One Sunday afternoon we were having a lazy day whilst gently perusing the chat rooms.Because I am a bisexual male we get inundated with whispers etc, whilst in the gay/bi rooms by some nice, and not so nice people.All seemingly with a firm straight male on their profile.The prospect of inviting them here filled us with horror but on this particular day we were feeling adventurous, and to be fair extremely randy. In my profile it clearly states that in our partnership I am the dominant male in matters sexual and this day was determined to exert this influence to full effect. We made contact with a male who was very outgoing,not so very local,willing to provide his mobile number and most importantly to follow the instructions that I insisted he follow. So we decided to bite the bullet and invite him over with a feeling of trepidation mixed with excitement and serious butterflies floating around inside of me.The chance to undertake one of our fantasies of anonymous sexual fulfillment. He duly arrive in a small car park overlooking our house,and stepped from his car and phoned us.At this stage he had no idea what,of many houses he was being studied from, or if we were training a weapon upon him as he spoke.He looked as nervous as we felt but was ok in appearance and certainly did not look as though he had a axe stowed in the boot of his car along with the dismemberd body parts of his last victims. I talked him into our house after making sure his car was empty of all other people and clocking his number plates for our own safeguards. He came to the door and I answered it wearing casual clothes and led him into the lounge.There was no talking to build up the atmosphere as per our agreement. As he turned into the lounge I can only imagine the sight that must have greeted him. I made my wife sit with a wide open top with no bra on and a small skirt with stockings and suspenders/high heels with her legs open and her skirt pulled high to reveal her newly shaved pussy.I leaned her back provocatively so she was fully exposed and glistening with anticipation. To say he must have been excited was an understatement as he literally ripped his clothes off,beating Superman\'s time in the progress,and ran to her and mounted her,with his trousers/pants around his ankles like a dog on heat with no finesse except gratification wanted or expected. I followed close behind feeling all his extremities and licking and poking them as well, as he pounded my wife in a frenzy of sexual excitement.I had never known such unbridled lust as he and my wife just exploded in an outpouring of satisfaction barely five minute after the initial encounter.I gripped his cock,as it was slamming into,and out of her as he pumped his semen into my wife\'s pussy and i smelt,tasted and inhaled the sweaty post coital climax of this encounter as they litterally lay exhausted in slippery juices ,squashing around on our leather sofa with my wifes legs resting on his shoulders. After the catching of breath I have never known a more undignified post bonking exit than a man rushing from the room in as near a manner of panic setting in as i have ever witnessed.The look on his face of shame,mixed with guilt and illicit pleasure was one I will never forget and fully answered the question that indeed he had been telling the truth when he said he was no hardened swinger. The moral of this tale for us,is that it totally confirmed our love for unusual and exciting encounters of a somewhat fussy and yet adventurous spicy and downright raunchy criteria that cannot be simply fulfilled without precipitated mind games.