In the late 1990’s I was single and I had moved to a large town in South-West Scotland with work. Not knowing many ladies in the area I began using contact magazines to meet a lady or couple for sex. I was approaching 40 years old.

On one occasion I sent of my monthly letters to a couple in the same area who were seeking a single gent to pleasure the wife while the husband watched.

A couple of weeks later I received a telephone call from the husband, Patrick. We chatted for a while about what we were seeking and he said he would call me back after chatting to his wife. They were Patrick and Dorothy, a married couple with grown children.

A couple of days went by and Patrick did indeed call back, much to my surprise. Patrick explained his wife wanted to be fucked by a complete stranger and went on to explain how and where they wanted to meet with me. On the next Saturday evening I was to head for the Station Hotel in Carlisle at 7pm and sit at a table in a secluded corner. Patrick and Dorothy would arrive and sit at an adjacent table where Dorothy would make eye contact. After a few minutes they would leave and I was to follow them both to a local cinema, where I would be able to play with Dorothy.

On the specified Saturday, I drove to Carlisle and made it to the lounge of the Station Hotel. An initial problem became apparent. The lounge was busy and the seating in the area specified to me by Patrick was all occupied, so I had to sit in another area.

Patrick and Dorothy eventually arrived, but we were six or seven tables apart. Dorothy soon set her eyes on me, as she had seen my photo and we exchanged longing glance. Dorothy was at that time in her mid-forties, slim with blonde hair and medium tits. All in all she looked very fuckable.

Patrick and Dorothy finished their drinks and stood to leave, but as they did Patrick placed something on their table, looking at me and pointing. I quickly ventured to their table as they headed for the door and found a cinema ticket had been left for me. I lifted the ticket and left the hotel scanning the street ahead to find where they were going.

Thankfully, Patrick and Dorothy were walking slowly and I was able to follow, thirty yards or so behind. After a couple of minutes the turned right and down a short side street, where a cinema was located. For the life of me I cannot remember the name of the cinema and don’t know if it is still there.

I joined the entrance queue behind Patrick and Dorothy. To my surprise we were shown to a row of three seats right at the back on the right hand side facing the screen. All was beginning to become clear to me.

Patrick sat in the seat closest to the wall, Dorothy in the middle and I had the aisle seat. No words had been spoken, but Dorothy occasionally glanced and me and whispered to Patrick. Dorothy’s wish to be used by a stranger was about to commence.

The lights went down for the start of the film and I realised anything happening from now on was up to me.

I had removed my jacket and placed it over my lap, the unzipped my fly and extracted my cock. With the lights lowered I placed my hand on Dorothy’s left knee to gauge her reaction. There were no screams or shouting, so I began to move my hand higher along her nylon clad leg. Dorothy had hitched up her skirt and my progress along her thigh was swift. Then I was delighted to reach bare thigh and discover Dorothy was wearing stockings. What a delight.

Moving up towards Dorothy’s pussy I found bare flesh giving unfettered access to her cunt. And she was shaved. Then Dorothy’s hand crept on to my lap and started to play with my erect cock. For the next hour and a half I fingered Dorothy while she whispered to Patrick what I was doing. From time to time I would unbutton her blouse and play with her tits while those in front watched the film. Patrick would rebutton his wife’s blouse after I had exposed Dorothy’s breasts and pulled her nipples.

This whole experience was a huge turn on for me, being allowed to play with a married women as her husband sat beside her, knowing what was happening.

I began to realise that Patrick and Dorothy must have used this cinema scenario a number of times to be so well practiced, but for me I was more that happy to play with Dorothy. I had a raging, stiff prick for most of the film as Dorothy constantly wanked me.

The film ended and we made our way outside and only then did we have a conversation. Patrick asked if I would follow their car to large area of open ground alongside the River Eden on the left of the main road in from junction 44 of the M6. I happily agreed and will relate how the night progressed when we reached the river, if there is any interest in me continuing with my true account.

In reality I discovered cuckolding and dogging in one glorious summer’s night, although I had never heard of either on that Saturday night. I was just pleased and horny that a husband would allow another male to use his wife as he watched the action.

If you wish to know more of how the liaisons with Dorothy and Patrick progressed, let me know.