My very first meeting with a couple was many years ago, before the days of the internet. I had contacted them through a magazine called ‘Forum’, we had spoken on the phone and agreed to meet in a local pub.

On meeting I was surprised how relaxed I was and things went well. We didn’t want to drink too much so went to a Social club for a while and got to know each other over a few games of Bingo before finally they invited me back to their home.

It may sound a little cliched now but over a drink we played strip poker and then Some sort of forfeit game. Which eventually led to us all being naked and ready for the main business of the evening.

Initially the wife was between us two men and had a cock in each hand encouraging their elections as we kissed and caressed he breasts. Encouraged by her husband the wife then started to give me a blowjob. At which point the phone rang and amazingly it was necessary for the husband to go out for a while. Thought that would be it, but he encouraged me to stay and carry on.

After he had left the wife and I sat on the sofa rather self consciously but then suddenly we were in each other’s arms, kissing passionately and as she lay back onto the sofa pulled me on top of her. It was the work of a moment for me to position myself between her thighs and slide inside her so that we could begin fucking.

We were eagerly exploring each other as we fucked until suddenly there was a freak from the living room door, the wife grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up telling to to hide behind the sofa. I was behind it in a flash. What I hadn’t realised was that they had 2 children who had been baby sat earlier and put to bed by a relative and we only went back to the house once the children were asleep.

As the door creaked the wife believed that it was one of her children entering the room. Actually it wasn’t, and must just have been a draft.

You would think that maybe this was a passion killer, but not at all. Once the door was firmly shut we settled back into what we had been doing. A little while passed before the husband finally returned and stripping off joined us once again.

The strange thing is that this is where my memory fails. These events too place around 40 years ago and up to the husbands return I remember clearly, but after that things are murkier. It must have gone well though as we arranged to meet up again.

The memory of the creak of the door and the sight of it slowly opening I recall vividly even today.