After a few emails back and forth, and a passing of facial photos, we met our prospective play-friends for drinks near their home.
Conversation flowed freely, as did the wine for the ladies- I was driving so limited myself to sparkling water.Finally, we succumbed to the inevitability of the sexual pangs we all felt and we followed our hosts to their beautiful country cottage.It was evident they were as nervous as we were as the lady slipped upstairs as we followed them through the large vintage oak door entrance.Evident too that they had anticipated the meet to go well as their great oak circular table was laid out with fine crockery and cutlery over a pure white linen tablecloth.Candles were pre-lit and flickering from side to side as we wafted passed and took our designated seats.We knew why this was set so well.We'd already told them of one of our fantasies.In it, during a perfectly normal conversation, one member of the dining quartet would venture under the table and choose a recipient for some unimaginably erotic pleasure while they carried on as if nothing were happening.This was their plan- to fulfil one of our fantasies.The food was a side issue- I can't even remember what we ate?What I do remember was far more exciting.We chatted about work, holidays and sexual experiences as the male host slowly shuffled, then turned cards face up until either a Queen or a King would appear.If a queen was dealt, the lady nearby would clamber quietly and assuredly under the table and choose someone to pleasure.It only became clear who that might be from facial expressions and a few stammers into the conversation.Some deep breaths and long blinks gave the game away, as did the deep stares of concentration as her fingers and tongue explored the lucky recipient.After a few minutes, the lady would reappear and the cards re-dealt.Twice my wife 'lost' and twice she slid below the nibbled fare that was the pretence of a meal.Soon, the ambience of the meet became too much and we all twisted with naked sweat in front of a real log fire.Never since has anything been so erotic nor as mind 'tingling' as that evening. When we went home, I asked my wife what she did and she told me how she firstly unzipped and pulled out the guy's quivering penis as it engorged with blood and hardened.She tongued and sucked, licked and touched it as she slowly removed her underwear and sat astride his bare feet.All the while the guy tried to explain what he was doing for a living.The second time was her first girl to girl experience and already her partner was not wearing panties as she slipped her fingers in between her juicy wet labial lips and motioned circular petting around her clitoris.The tip of her tongue gradually met her fingers and the subtle movements and stares the girl at the table was giving me was now totally explained.When we finally ended up having sex together with the other couple, all shyness had dissipated into sheer sexual bliss.I often think whether the cards were doctored in some way - I hope so.We never did meet them again and somehow it was fitting as I don't think that night could have been bettered.
