Strange days

I was going to blog about something that the divine Diva and I had discussed in a chat, but that will have to wait.

I am going to take you on my strange and wild adventure of last evening.

I met a couple who had emailed me on one of the swinger sites I frequent.  I'm not going to give you the site name, nor link to it because they get plenty of traffic and I don't really like the site.  Regardless, I'm listed on this site as a single straight male.

OMG, I've lied about my marital status!  No, not really.  Look we have hall passes, but no one believes an otherwise attached man could be out and about without philandering on his spouse.  

Hi, I'm spouse X from couple Y and I saw you single lady/attractive couple... *delete*.  It's not worth the hassle, so I'm listing myself as single and then coming 'clean' as it were during the first meeting.  I have no time to BS anyone.  If they're freaked out at that point, too bad.  They can call TLOML to verify my status.

So I meet couple Y.  Couple Y is an older couple and I knew that they were probably a bit outside of their posted age range.  However, they had been very patient with me and the seemed nice enough so I met them at a local eatery.  We chit-chatted for a while and I 'came clean' as it were and they didn't run screaming.  They invited me over to their place.  I wasn't feeling too lustful at this point, but I figured I'd be gracious and accept.  I also figured we could talk more freely out of the public eye.

I get over to their place and they go immediately to their basement.  It's a typical finished basement set - entertainment set, cheap carpeting, knick-knacks, bar, and a bed - hmmmm.  Oh well, we have a drink.  BTW never mix 7up and aged rum - it's awful.  Mr. Y has rubbed my shoulder on a couple of occasions and I just think that's him being friendly.  Some guys are like that, very touchy.  No problem, the Mrs. is showing interest in me and I'm getting my randy up.

During the time I'm making out with Mrs. the Mr. is rubbing my shoulder and telling me how good I look.  At this point, I feel the need to make something clear.  "I'm not bi" I say.  That's ok, says the Mr. it's all cool.  I told him I was fine with the touching and back rub, but that's about as far as it goes.  He made an offer to perform some oral pleasure on me, which I had to politely decline.  I'm just not comfortable with that right now.  The touching is ok, but the sucking would have been weird.

What I hadn't realized was that their profile listed him as 'bi'.  That totally threw me for a loop.  Mrs. likes me, but Mr. wants to get me naked.  He strips me down and shows my low body-fat chest and abs to the Mrs. who is very appreciative, but I keep thinking that he is the one who's really turned on by all of this.

We proceed to the bed and start our fun time - well my fun time with the Mrs.  It's fine, he's encouraging me to shag his wife rotten and I oblige.  It's at this point I realize that I like to be the stud on show.  The Mrs. is not a blazing beauty, but you know, the thought of being the guy to fuck another guy's wife in front of him while he's cheering me on just gets me going.  During this first go-round he's touching my arms, back, and legs while I'm betwixt his mate's legs.  It's interesting, but it's a bit like getting a chair massage during sex.  He's encouraging me and flattering me so it's all good if a bit weird.

We go for a while then take a break.  During this break we chit-chat some more, and they're both snuggling me in the middle - he's a bit closer than her.  Again, it's not that I dislike it or am uncomfortable with it,  it just doesn't do anything for me.  It's nice, but it's not sexual for me at all.

During this rest period I have a bit of an epiphany on their relationship.  She likes screwing other men, but she wouldn't do it on her own if it wasn't such a big turn on for her husband.  He likes lifestyling because it affords him the chance to watch and be with other guys.  It works for them because, they both like guys. 

After this break we resume our shagging festivities and I make my way out.  I thank them for being gracious hosts and wish them well.  As I leave I decide I should really have a drink to get my thoughts in order.  I proceed over to a favorite bar of mine and swill back a wonderful concoction so I can gather my thoughts.  I text TLOML and PP#2 about the night's outings.  They're dying for details.  I give TLOML the run down when I get home.  PP#2, will see this when she reads it or the next time we get together I'll tell her.

I probably will see them again.  It was an interestng experience and I'm hoping to see if the Mrs. gets a bit more enthusiastic the second time.  I know the Mr. will still be cheering me.  I would like to find another, younger couple with a similar situation though i.e. he likes watching his wife be done by another man.  I do like being the guy out front.  It appeals to my inner exhibitionist.

I don't live in reality, I live in surreality.