We met at a local pub. Their suggestion. We actually met in the car park and walked into the pub together. They were everything I’d hoped for. Ed was late 40’s slim build, smart casually dressed. Some kind of professional, well educated. Linda was similar age, slim, long dark hair, casual blouse and jeans, softly spoken with eyes to die for. I could tell they were incredible nervous, maybe more than me but they’d made it...

It was a cold February outside, the rain was lashing the patio windows of Mr and Mrs X’s home office. It was snug inside sat on the comfy office sofa. I had come over that afternoon to bring some work documents, although obviously that wasn't the real reason I was here and we all knew it. Mrs x had evidently been out and had come back and changed from wet clothes. She was wearing long woolen stockings, and an oversized t-...

We had been working through some of Mr and Mrs X scenarios over a few weeks. Which is why I was sat in my car at my local park one Wednesday, mid-morning, waiting for them to arrive. It was a cold November morning, but bright and sunny with a cloudless blue sky. Mrs x had, over a few messages, described what she wanted. We were comfortable enough with each other now to outline our fantasies in some detail and this was all...

After our last meet Mr and Mrs x had told me they wanted to fulfil a couple more things on their wish list... It was a random workday, mid-week. I was alone in my office at home. I received a text message from them. “Time for some dares? Tell us what you want? Talk to us?” I was immediately hard; we’d spoken about this. Imagination is half the fun. Heart pounding, I rang Mrs x’s mobile. “You’ll never guess where we are,”...

I was at Mr and Mrs X’s again, this time at their house in south Manchester. We were easy in each other’s company now having had several encounters over the weeks as I have already related in my previous stories. It took less and less time for us to end up in their bedroom. They’d already told me a lot of their fantasies and we were slowly working our way through the scenarios with Mrs X the focus of our attention. This a...

Mr and Mrs x had a second holiday home in North Wales. (A touchy topic with locals these days but they used it most weekends over the summer). By this time if you’ve seen my other descriptions of our meets, you’ll know we were getting comfortable with each other. One Friday I had a business meeting in a certain town in North Wales which has a big castle plonked near its centre, sure you can work out which one. I was stayi...

I’d had a couple of encounters with Mr and Mrs x by this point and one summer afternoon they asked me over to a BBQ at their house. They had told me they wanted me to stay over. After the last of the other guests had gone, we cleared up outside then retired to their conservatory. We sat on the extensive sofa and I sensed the fun and games were to begin. Mrs x slowly pulled off Mr x’s tee shirt and shorts. She quickly undr...

Mr x settled into a seat on one of the chairs in their master bedroom. I took my finger and lightly rubbed it down Mrs x’s arm, near her breast. She said softly "are you nervous?", "a little" I replied. I began to kiss her, then. Softly at first, getting a feel for her lips, the taste of her tongue softly exploring mine. Mrs x had on a grey skirt, with a sexy brown sweater, a button down and a necklace dangling, tantalizi...

You've arrived, I'll call you Mr and Mrs X here. The room is warm, comfortable, the blinds are down. Mrs X has dressed for a business meeting, white blouse, dark skirt, black stockings. I can see a hint of your bra through your blouse. I leave you guys alone for a minute, perhaps I go to fetch us some water or coffee. When I return, I close the door, you guys are stood in front of the table, kissing passionately. You hold...