After exchanging a few online messages (this was before chatrooms existed) with Pete, we agreed to meet at a pub/restaurant very close to my home.  Pete and Jacky were experienced swingers and were seeking new people for Jacky to enjoy.

It was a pleasant sunny morning in late May 2008, as I drove the two miles to the pub.  We had arranged to meet in the car park at 11:30 and to have a coffee in the restaurant. If they liked me, then things would progress from there.

Ready to leave, I had received a text message from Jacky to say they were on their way.  I arrived at the pub and parked up, it was a small car park, enough for around a dozen cars, and there were only three cars already parked, none of them the right make/model/colour for Pete and Jacky.

I waited, I looked at my phone - no new messages.  Five minutes passed, and a car turned in - it was them!

I waited for them to park and walked across to say hello.  Pete had described his wife as quietly attractive, glasses with shoulder length auburn hair, and a well rounded figure.  She climbed out of the passenger seat, and smiled, we clasped hands and kissed - not cheek to cheek but lips to lips; her lipstick richly red with a slight taste.

I was surprised - she was taller than I had imagined, and slightly taller than me, Pete had not mentioned this, but then he was well over 6 foot himself, so maybe he didn't consider it worth a mention.

We entered the pub, me leading the way, and I chose a table of four along the window halfway along the room.  I invited Jacky to sit at the window and then sat next to her, while Pete sat opposite.

We ordered coffee and cake.

Jacky was dressed in a red tartan above-the-knee skirt, with a pale yellow blouse, through which I could make out a white bra holding her generous breasts. 

I asked if they had any problems find the place.

As I did, my right hand explored Jacky's skirt and found the hem, and pushed my hand further so they were between her knees.  She responded by slowly opening her legs.  My hand explored some more, and found the tops of her stockings while Pete described their journey.

At this point the coffee and cake arrived, and my hand discretely withdrew.

We chatted while enjoying our coffee and cake, nothing sexual, just small talk.  My mind was not on the conversation, I was concerned to find out if Jacky had complied with my request to be commando; and so my hand resumed it's wanderings beneath the table.

Her knees slowly parted again at my touch, and I found her stocking tops again, and pushed on.  I was rewarded by feeling wispy hairs and her pussy lips, quite pronounced and nicely damp.  This was as much as could feel without attracting attention, so I rested my fingers on her slit, marvelling in the moment.

We finished our coffee, and I asked Jacky if she would like to come back to my place.

She looked at me and smiled - "Yes please, I think I would like that very much."

Wow, my heart was now beating rather faster.

I paid the bill while Pete and Jacky went to the cars.  I would have preferred Jacky come with me, but I understood that they both felt the safer option was to follow me in their car.

At my place we settled down in the conservatory, enjoying the May sunshine.  Jacky nervously looked around the garden, and I closed the conservatory blinds on one side to prevent any neighbours from seeing in.  The rest remained open, as our garden is both large, and private with mature conifers screening from surrounding houses.

Jacky sat with her back to the closed blinds, Peter sat opposite her, and I sat between them.

"Show me your pussy." I softly ventured to Jacky, and she opened her legs, slowly at first then wider as she lifted her skirt and fingered herself, while her gaze never left my face.

I become conscious of movement to my side and looked at Pete, he had freed his cock which was now in his hand, erect and impressive, significantly longer than mine.  For a moment, I felt nervous that my cock would not be enough for Jacky.

I focussed on Jacky's cunt, not smoothly shaved, but neither was it very hairy, and her generous lips were now wet and opening to her fingers as she stroked herself.

I reached forward and she removed her hand pushed her bum forward to the edge of her chair, inviting me to play with her pussy.

My fingers prodded into her cunt, almost up to my knuckles.  Then I had to lick her juices from those fingers, how sweetly tasting.

"Will you show me your tits?" 

Jacky unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open to reveal her bra, showing me her cleavage.

"Mmmm, they look as if they need sucking."

Jacky quickly responded - "Not here, is there a bedroom we can use?".

I stood, took her hand and led the way through the house and up the stairs.  Pete following on behind, his cock still in his hand.

I chose the spare bedroom, with a double bed covered in a counterpane, and ready for us.

Jacky stood gazing out the bedroom window over the garden, while I quickly undressed, then helped her out of her blouse and bra, cuddling those soft mounds in my hands for a long moment. Finally her skirt, leaving her standing in her high heels, stockings and suspenders.

She turned around and we kissed, her mouth yielding to my tongue, her lipstick locked on my lips.  Her hands found my cock, now hard and erect, she played with me while we embraced.

Pete had meanwhile stripped and stood next to the bed.

"Come Jacky, I need my cock in you now." Pete pulled her from me, and lay her on the bed and climbed aboard, and immediately his erection was up Jacky to the fullest extent.

Pete began to vigorously fuck his wife while I watched, my cock now warm in my hand.

Pete put his hand on the bed and raised himself - "Ben, put your cock in her mouth."

I rushed to obey, Jacky moving her head so her mouth was open and ready for as I leaned over the bed.  Her red lips pushed down the length of my cock, her wet warmth feeling so erotic.

Pete fucking reached fever pitch and he emptied his seed into Jacky, who nibbled on my member while she was being filled.

Having enjoyed Jacky, Pete now climbed off the bed, and he picked up his pile of clothes and with a "I'll leave you two to enjoy yourselves." - he went downstairs.

I lay beside Jacky caressing her breasts, tonguing her mouth, we explored each others bodies.

Jacky broke off our kiss and Whispered in my ear - "Pete told you no penetration didn't he?"  "He did. "

"So fuck me with your fingers."  She urged.  I found her open pussy and introduced two then three fingers and pushed into her warmness, now wet with cum, and found her G Spot. 

" Yes, more, please."

We writhed on the bed, her legs moving this way then that, as my fingers impaled her.

After some minutes, my fingers tired, and we relaxed, Jacky slid down the bed and took me into her mouth once more. I lay there, feeling her tongue around me, and lost in the moment I came, spurting my cum into Jacky's eager mouth.

This was a first for me, cumming in a woman's mouth.

As I lay there, Jacky climbed up and lay on me, we kissed and she opened her mouth and shared my cum juice.  I was not expecting this, and for a moment I gagged, then relaxed and we both swallowed.

For some minutes we lay and rested, I was happy to keep her intimately beside me, rubbing our bodies together.

I remembered Pete was downstairs, and so we dressed and made our way down those stairs.

We found Pete reading one of my National Geographic magazines; not at all concerned that I was enjoying his wife upstairs.