Originally Posted by readinggp
That's understandable why you were upset.
So was this the start of the lifestyle for you? Did it continue on past this point?
Over the next few days we spent a lot of time talking about what had happened. We came to the conclusion that we enjoyed it, and wanted to do it again. Our single-minded pursuit of single bi-females hadn't been too successful--exactly one threesome in over three years. We were ready to swap with other couples.
A few weeks later we were contacted by another couple who saw pics of my wife on another website. They were going to be vacationing in our area, and wanted to know if we were interested in meeting. Of course, we knew that the term "meeting" really meant "hooking up." They sent pictures and seemed nice enough, so we agreed to meet them
About a month later they were in town and we met them at a bar. We had drinks and talked, and then started playing pool. It was a a highly erotic game of pool--the other wife and I vs. my wife and the other husband. There was a lot of touching, kissing, hugging, and feeling up of our new partners. The other wife and I were totally hot for one another. The other husband was totally into my wife, but my wife was not into him so much. I assumed she was nervous and would get over it with a little more alcohol. After a couple hours they invited us back to their hotel room, and we of course agreed.
My wife didn't say much on the ride over, and I should have realized there was a problem. I was completely excited and oblivious to her mood. Anyway, we got to their suite and were led out to the deck for another round of cocktails. Before we knew what was happening, the other wife was blowing me on the balcony while the other husband had taken my wife to the bedroom. These two were experienced and clearly knew how to employ a "divide and conquer" strategy with precision.
After a while the other wife and I went back inside. My wife and the other husband were already naked on the bed and going at it. She and I retreated to a sofa where we undressed each other and started enjoying each other in every possible way. We went down on each other, 69ed, fucked in every position, and overall had a really good time with each other. I finally came, and rolled over to catch my breath. She went outside to smoke a cigarette, while I prepared for round 2.
The next thing I know, my wife is asking if I am ready to go yet. I told her "no," but she wouldn't have any of that. I really wanted to go another round, but she wanted to go. Immediately. I got dressed, and we left.
She cried most of the ride home. She told me she didn't like the other guy at all. He was nice enough, and tried to be gentle and patient with her, but she wasn't in the slightest bit attracted to him sexually. I should have noticed that she was not being vocal--usually she is a screamer when she's having fun. She was furious with me for not recognizing her distress, and for being so into the other wife that I failed to notice her mood. I asked her why she didn't say something, and she said she felt too much pressure from the rest of us that she didn't feel she had the option to back out.
Well, we talked and talked, and it was about another six months before we ever did anything like that again. We implemented a few rules: 1) never have sex on the first date with a new couple; 2) we talk after meeting a new couple and if either of us is not interested, we don't go forward; 3) we always play in the same room.
It's been 10 years now, and we have met dozens of couples since that time. We've met great friends and enjoyed some of the hottest sex with some truly great people, and some we would rather forget. We can laugh about those times, however, since we went into them together and with our eyes wide open.