The weekly pub quiz had just come to an end. The team I was a member of had not won, but we had not embarrassed ourselves either. We were all finishing our drinks, getting our coats and bidding each other farewell.

I was about to put on my coat when Peter approached me. He asked if I wasn’t in a rush, would I like another drink, because there was something he would like to discuss with his wife Tessa.

“Can I offer you a whisky? I’ve had my fill of beer tonight.” Peter was always generous and good company. I readily agreed and the three of us headed to a small table at the rear of the pub.

Peter and Tessa were regulars in the pub on quiz nights. They were both very successful lawyers but neither of them was in the least bit snobbish. They could fit in and relax alongside everyone who frequented the pub.

We toasted one another, and without hesitation Peter launched into a proposal.

In the years after the lockdowns had ended, Peter and Tessa had taken stock of their lives. They had raised two children who had now left home and both of them had gone as far as they wanted to in their careers. In fact they had both negotiated a reduction in their hours as they began to wind down towards what looked like a planned retirement.

At this point Tessa chipped in, “We were lucky during the lockdowns; we had each other and we knew the kids were safe. We were able to reconnect and once again get close to one another. The lockdowns were amazing for our sex life. We both discovered that we weren’t done with having a physical relationship.”

Peter continued the conversation, “We started to get quite adventurous and we haven’t stopped exploring new things. Life is good at the moment.”

“Here’s the thing,” Tessa  continued, “we have probably gone as far as we can together, but neither of us wants to stop exploring.”

Peter continued, “We thought about swinging and did a lot of research; we even put out some feelers with a local group. At the moment we both think that is a step too far, for now.”

Tessa continued, “One of the advantages of having more time together is that we have time to talk and be honest with each other. We talk to each other about our thoughts, desires and fantasies. We’ve both benefitted from being able to explore those ideas.”

The lovely whisky was having an effect on Peter and he was able to talk freely without any inhibitions, “I really would like to watch Tessa with another woman. It's something I have fantasised about for decades. We haven’t done anything yet but nothing is off the table.”

“My fantasy is to spend the night with two men,” Tessa said. “I’ve thought about it for years, but was never confident enough to mention it. So to cut to the chase, here is our proposal. Would you like to sleep with us one night? We’ve thought about this, we know you, we know you are currently single so there would be no complications.”

I was somewhat taken aback by their suggestion. I knew and liked them both. When they approached me, I had assumed they were going to ask me to join one of the organisations they were both patrons of. I needed a minute to process what they had just suggested. I got up and went to the bar and got three more whiskies before last orders.

When I got back, Peter and Tessa wanted to make sure they hadn’t embarrassed me. I assured them that they had not. We toasted one another again and savoured the peaty taste of the whisky.

Tessa took the lead and suggested that I come to dinner at their house and we would all see how things progressed from there. She suggested Friday of this week. As I had nothing in my diary, I agreed. Tessa fished an old-fashioned card from her purse with their address and contact details. We agreed that seven-thirty would be a good time for me to arrive.

We savoured our drinks and then bade each other farewell. A strong handshake from Peter and a warm kiss on the lips from Tessa.

Once I got home I opted for a long shower then climbed into bed. I fired up my laptop and logged on to Lush Stories to see if I had any messages or if anyone was around. I had left it rather late for British and European friends and it was a bit early for American or Canadian ones.

I wasn’t about to be defeated by something as mundane as a time zone. The conversation in the pub had aroused me more than I had expected. I conjured up an image of a naked Tessa and after lubing my cock, wanked off a spectacular climax while thinking about shagging her.

I had nothing in my diary for the following Friday that couldn’t be moved. I spent an hour in the gym just toning everything up and then had my hair cut. While at the barbers I also got my beard trimmed professionally. After dealing with a few odds and ends, I managed to get an afternoon nap which ensured I was refreshed for the evening ahead.

Peter and Tessa lived in a nice street about half a mile from the pub. As I expected, their home was tastefully decorated with plenty of books and lots of interesting art on the walls.

They both greeted me warmly and offered me a drink in their kitchen diner. Peter was dressed in jeans and a loose linen shirt while Tessa wore a cream-coloured wool knit dress. It contrasted beautifully with her fiery red hair. Underneath the dress she was clearly not wearing a bra because her nipples were visible beneath the fabric. She looked incredibly desirable.

Dinner was delicious, a well-thought through Italian dish that they had clearly lovingly prepared together. It was accompanied by crusty bread and some delicious Tuscan wine. We enjoyed our meal and the conversation was easy and relaxed.

After we had cleared away the dishes, the moment had come. We looked at one another and I gave them the option to call it off. When it was obvious that they were ready, I kissed Tessa and held her for a minute. She broke off our embrace and led us both upstairs to their bedroom.

This wasn’t my first threesome. After escaping from a joyless marriage, I had been lucky to discover a far more adventurous world than I knew existed. I did, however, know it was Peter and Tessa’s. I did everything I could to help them relax and enjoy it.

We all stood beside their big bed and both Peter and I took turns to kiss Tessa. I then signalled to Peter that this would be a good time to take Tessa’s dress off. He began to do this and Tessa assisted. Soon she was standing between us with only a pair of cream-coloured silk knickers on. Peter stood behind her and fondled her breasts and stimulated her nipples. Tessa leaned back and turned her head to passionately kiss her husband. It was beautiful to watch.

I knelt in front of Tessa and pulled down her silk knickers. Tessa kept her fiery red hair trimmed to a Brazilian strip and her pussy lips were smooth. It was a beautiful sight and clearly freshly done. I leaned forward and touched her slit with my tongue. I got an instant response of pleasure from her.

While Tessa was still kissing her husband she reached around and felt for his cock. Peter quickly dropped his trousers and stepped out of them.

I took my cue and stripped off my clothes. I was soon standing naked in front of Tessa, sporting a decent erection. I dropped to my knees and resumed exploring her pussy with the tip of my tongue.

If either Peter or Tessa were nervous or reticent, their desire for each other soon won over any hesitancy they may have had. I looked up from licking his wife’s pussy and singled to Peter that it would be a good idea to move Tessa to the bed.

Peter moved first and sat with his back to the headboard. He quickly put a cock ring around the base of his erection and singled to Tessa that he wanted her to suck him. Tessa’s actions gave me a tremendous view of her arse and she parted her legs so that I got an uninterrupted view of her pussy.

I resumed my licking of her folds and heard her pleasant moans grow louder as I explored every inch of her. She let out a squeal when I ran my tongue around her anus, but she continued sucking her husband’s cock with enthusiasm.

I had reached a point where I needed to fuck her. I also slipped on a cock ring and inserted my head at the entrance to Tessa’s pussy. As soon as I opened her up I felt her wetness envelop me. Tessa broke off from her husband and looked around at me as I began to thrust into her. Her eyes were ablaze with lust. Peter was looking at me with approval as he wanked his cock and watched me fuck his wife.

The harder I fucked Tessa, the more she liked it. She started pushing back to meet my thrusts. Peter got to his knees and pushed his cock into his wife’s mouth. Tessa had no choice; she was being fucked at both ends.

I saw Peter’s expression change and heard his breathing deepen, I knew he was close. While thrusting into his wife I used a party trick a recent lover had taught me. I ran the flat of my thumb around Tessa’s anus, applying gentle pressure. The effect was instantaneous. Tessa went rigid for a second and then slumped forward just as Peter sprayed her chin and shoulder with a big load. I withdrew my cock from her soppy pussy and with a few strokes of my fist, sprayed her bum and lower back with copious amounts of fresh cum.

Tessa got up from the bed and kissed us both. Still covered in cum, she went downstairs and retrieved a bottle of English sparkling wine and three crystal flutes. We enjoyed the drink naked and relished the atmosphere.

One of the advantages of using a cock ring is that you don’t entirely loose your erection after climaxing. Neither Peter nor I could claim to be teenagers but we both looked after ourselves and were clearly aroused by the situation. Tessa lay between us and began playing with our cocks while Peter fingered her pussy and I kissed her and played with her nipples. Very soon Tessa was ready for round two.

After a slower, gentler round of lovemaking, it was time for me to depart. Peter put on a dressing gown but Tessa remained naked and cum-stained. They offered me a shower but I read the situation and knew that they had a lot to talk about.

After dressing I reached into my rucksack and gave them a decent bottle of whisky and a small gift-wrapped box. Tessa opened it and smiled lustily as she examined the small butt plug. I had chosen one with a green jewelled end which I thought would contrast nicely with her red hair.

We said goodnight at their front door, Peter in his dressing gown and Tessa unashamedly naked. They were a very lucky couple, I thought as I headed home.