As is frequently the case when we have a message, I scrutinised it and sent a reply. After a few weeks of negative territory, my wife was at work when a message popped in as I was reading some of the stories lucky like minded people were having. When she got home i was out and had left the system on for her to read of friendly offers to meet and have fun. By the time I got home, she was now out at one of her meetings and I resumed my reading but noticed a post it note in bright yellow stuck over the carrying case. She had put the profile name of a man who had been asking us if we might meet and her message below was 'He seems nice, shall we offer to meet him?' I hurriedly sent a hopeful message and left it at that. Next day a reply was waiting for us asking if we could meet soon. He was a fair distance away so I was at ease if we needed to travel right over the Pennines to meet. I added my mobile number and suggested he ring when he was free. A couple of hours later he called during his lunch break and suggested if we were free to meet him at Hartshead services on the M62. Very convenient. I rang my wife and she was happy as she was finishing work early so we could have plenty of time to get ready and go. We met and had a good chat, before we looked at each other. My wife smiled at him and said when did he think he could meet us. He thought a while and then said 'Tell you what, you go to the ladies and take your panties off and bring them to me and I will write the day,and date with my mobile on them and we will see if that is ok' A bit shocked for a second, she stood up and walked towards the toilets, leaving us to sit and wait. 'Will she, won't she?' he asked me. I told him she would if she was wearing any. Five long minutes passed and she reappeared and as she sat down, tossed her panties across the table in a defiant way. He grabbed them quickly and sniffed them, being sure that anyone passing or looking would know exactly what he was smelling. 'Nice, he said', pulling out a permanent marker and scrawling numbers on the bum of her panties, short pale blue ones. He wrote a few other bits and then handed them back to her saying 'Go on then, give us a flash' She was sat opposite him and obligingly opened her thighs a little to allow him to peer across the table and see her exposed cunt. 'Gorgeous, I really look forward to seeing you very soon' We ended the meeting and walked to our car, he kissed and groped her before we said goodbye and ready to meet him for the real McCoy in three days time. We got home and she sent a text at my bidding to his mobile number saying she was impressed by his polite attitude and his devillish manner making her take her panties off for him when we were only just acquainted. His reply was to send a photo of his cock rampant with the message 'this is what it did to me' with a big smiley face. It was the day of our meet, a Friday and we had a text from him saying could we change venues as his sister had come to stay for a couple of days after a row with their mother. A rapid consultation and we said yes, giving directions to our place. He said 'Thanks I am on the way' We decided that as it was quite light that we would go to the pub to meet him, sugesting he park outside our house and we would walk home to avoid any nosey neighbours seeing us as we could enter via the back of the house down a rear alleyway. The crisis was averted and an hour and a half later we had a little dutch courage down us and Phil was sitting opposite looking very expectant. We stayed for an hour and then I suggested we took ourselves back home. I walked behind Phil and Liz who were now getting to know each other, arm in arm and stopping frequently for a long kiss when we entered the alley. I said I would go on and open the house while they got to know each other a bit better and walked away as he put his hand up her skirt. She had chosen a split skirt which wrapped across the front like a kilt, stockings and suspenders for extra effect and a revealing top which had a lacy panel showing her cleavage. As I entered our back garden I saw they were groping each other intimately twenty yards behind me, but the darkness covered the chance of seeing anything really interesting. Inside I put on the lights in the lounge and began to make drinks for us all. Ten minutes passed before they came in. I saw she had Phil's cock out and she was gently wanking him. Phil had her panties in his pocket and a hand groping her wet cunt. 'Gorgeous in stockings, I love them' he said as they shut the back door. Her skirt might as well have been off, she was allowing him to hold it open with one hand while the other fingered her wet lips. They began undressing each other in the kitchen and by the way we got into the lounge she was left in bra, stockings and suspenders and her sexy heels. The bra was removed before they sat down and she sat on the sofa and began licking and sucking each other. Phil watched me and said 'she is lovely' I said I knew that and I wanted them to have fun and said I would leave them to it. I love just watching my wife being fucked by a different cock to mine. I left the room but left the door ajar which allowed me to see the fun taking place. I sat in the small study and had a lovely wank as Phil enjoyed her cunt and breasts in equal measure while liz made a real meal of his cock which was average and definitely adequate. They eventually moved from sofa to the bedroom, passing me and smiling as they turned and mounted the stairs. I soon heard the bed moving rhythmically and knew they were fucking, so went up the stairs and looked in the bedroom. He was deep in her and she was on top, moving her lovely bum gently against his impaled cock. She loves talking dirty and was saying she wanted his cock to shoot his spunk deep in her and to fill her up if he could' Music to my ears, he screwed her slow and then fast. They moved round and he took her from behind, Liz kneeling up submissively and holding her thighs apart to allow him to slip his length deep in her. He half turned and saw me and smiled triumphantly as he slid in and out, hearing her gasping happily at each thrust. As ever this position brings out the best and dirtiest an people and he said how lovely her arse looked to him and how he would love to fuck it. Liz said 'you can if you like'. I was stunned and he said he would love to once more. She said there was some lube in the drawer by the bed and to use plenty. I watched him find it and pour some on her bum, moving it into her sphincter and round the rim. she was gasping already and only his finger had been in. then she turned over and lubed his cock then turned again to accept his cock fucking her in her most secret passage. I loved watching him gently slip his length in her arse, just a bit at a time and I was on hand to record it on my mobile. Once or twice they stopped and restarted with almost imperceptible movements he disappeared with his shaft inside her . It did not last long and he came quite soon with an enormous groan and Liz screamed because he went deeper than ever as he shot his come. A stunned silence followed and I was worried she might come to earth with a shock at her doing she had not ever done with me let alone a virtual stranger. However when they eventually parted she laughed then her arse bubbled and farted which surprised us all but broke the ice. We laughed and stayed with them both naked and me with a withered cock in my hand and a load of come dribbling down my cock. I was for once uncertain when I had come because I was too engrossed in the surreal situation, unique but strangely intriguing as if a new source of fun was now available. Phil stayed another couple of hours and got sucked off but never came in her cunt. As he left he said we had to visit him for another evening and we agreed it would be great. As we lay in bed chuckling after cleaning up we agreed it had been a very unusual night but we felt the better for it.