My husband, Oliver, and I had reason to visit Manchester, England, and, knowing that a Lush admirer of mine resided there, I decided to send him a private message, with Oliver’s approval, letting him know when we’d be there and asking if he was free to meet up and with us to let us put faces to the persons we had come to know online.
The admirer in question is called Keith, and he replied a little later, saying he was available and would love to meet.
I gave Keith the name of our hotel, he told me he knew it quite well and so we agreed to meet in the bar there at seven o’clock on the coming Friday evening.
Keith had sent me a picture of himself previously, on private message, and I had replied to him with one of me that better showed my face.
Ten minutes before the prearranged time, Oliver and I were sitting in the bar enjoying a glass of wine, and beside me was my very good friend and sometimes lover, Isla, a beautiful lady with a gorgeous figure. Isla is the same age as me, fifty-nine, and we’re both Norwegian.
I recognised Keith the minute he walked in the door, so I stood and walked to meet him halfway across the bar where we stopped, smiled in recognition, and shared a warm embrace.
I led Keith to our table and then introduced him to Oliver. Then, I introduced him to Isla, explained to him who she was, and told him that she was here, too, this evening at my specific request.
After exchanging pleasantries, Oliver ordered some drinks, and we all proceeded to get to know each other a little better.
A couple of drinks in, I turned to Keith and, smiling, said to him, "I want you to know that your kind comments on my pictures are very well received and greatly appreciated. I enjoy our chats together, and I really like kind people. I find them a sexy turn-on, and, that being said, I’d like to invite you to view a scenario this evening which I’ve planned especially for your personal enjoyment. Something that will hopefully stay with you and that you can play again in your head anytime you feel like it."
Continuing my spiel, I added, "Straight off the bat, know, Keith, that I’m married to my soulmate and my best friend. He’s sitting right there, the light of my life, and I couldn’t love him more. He will never be unfaithful to me, and no other man will make love to me as long as I live, but… Oliver and Isla have been briefed by me, previous to our meeting here tonight, and now, I’m asking you if you’ll accept my invitation to join us in our room where we plan to get intimate."
Keith seemed pleased and replied that he’d be happy to accept my offer, so, finishing our drinks, we headed for the lift that would take us to our "Collection Executive Suite" where the following played out:
Oliver stripped naked, and Isla pulled her dress over her headl revealing the fact that she was totally naked apart from the sexyl hold-up, red lace-topped stockings she was wearing, sans panties. I removed the white blouse and black leather mini-skirt I had been wearing and saw Keith smile when he saw I was dressed in the lingerie he’d told me was a particular favourite of his.
I lay down on the room's very large bed, on my back, face-up, and Isla came and lay down beside me. I was pretty confident that Keith would appreciate the view of us both lying before his eyes. Isla and I kissed tenderly, simply enjoying the tenderness, warmth, smells, and closeness of one another.
We continued like this for some minutes, softly caressing exposed naked flesh, and gently scratching our nails on one another.
I stood then, and, making direct eye contact with Keith, told him that I now needed to address him and him only. I explained to him that this evening was my plan and my plan only. The other two present in the room will take their cues from me and me alone.
I continued to say that there was a comfy two-seater sofa in the bedroom, and he should consider making himself comfortable there, where he’d hopefully enjoy what was about to unfold. I continued to say that should he find himself uncomfortable sitting or find that his view was being obstructed, he had permission to stand at the foot of the bed. He was told he was also allowed to move around the bed to change his views, but he must go carefully and not make contact with or disturb anyone occupying the surface of the bed.
I concluded my message to him by saying that just for his info, he may wish to know that I am soft, I am gentle, I don’t like rough, I am fragile and I need to be handled with care.
I returned once more to Isla on the bed and we lay down together once more. She kissed my mouth and teased her lips on the exposed flesh of my bare thighs, visible above my stocking tops. Then, she moved her head between my legs and began using her mouth to make love to my pussy like women know how and she gave me my first orgasm of the evening.