James found me on a website where I had identified my professional level massage skills. I also openly declared myself as bisexual on this site. He wrote to me and asked if I were willing to give his girlfriend a massage in a hotel. I had done this before and often used this as a way to meet my need for sex with a woman without the entanglement of a potential relationship. I had learned long ago that women usually needed some kind of personal connection to have sex, while men just need a dark wet hole which might be a watermelon warm from the field.
I accepted his idea and he was pleased to get my response. James suggested that we meet at a bar in his area which was about forty minutes from my house. I accepted the suggestion as he was the one creating the scenario that would unfold in due time. I learned that he and his girlfriend were both in the field of education and so a late afternoon interlude could happen after work. I didn’t know at the time that both of them were married to other people. They were in their middle forties and average shape.
James provided me with a location and time and I made sure that I was there at least twenty minutes beforehand just in case I was wrong about where it was. It turned out to be a bar/restaurant attached to a standard middle level hotel chain. No one would be embarrassed to be in either the food venue or the hotel.
I didn’t have a picture of James but just a description of a middle 40s male with brown hair and a bit taller than six feet. He declared that he had an average build and a bigger than average endowment. He was my kind of man, but this was about the female. I had to stay focused. He had selected “straight” as his sexual identification on the website but that was often the case with bisexual men who weren’t ready to be open. My radar couldn’t determine anything, so I believed him to be what he declared.
No one was in the bar when I arrived, so I chose to sit in an adjoining area of the hotel lobby where I could observe patrons enter the bar area. James arrived pretty much on time and I could tell that it was he since he was looking for someone he expected to be there. I had provided a very clear facial picture and body description of myself so that he knew precisely who he would be meeting. James had a full auburn beard and dark brown hair with a tweed sport coat that told you he was a teacher of History or English most likely in a middle school. He was over six feet tall and had a good build.
There was a smile of recognition between us as we accepted the non-chance meeting of strangers. Beth would not be arriving for thirty minutes so that he could verify that I wasn’t a serial killer or worse. We took contiguous seats at the bar like collegial males after a day at work. The attractive female bartender provided welcoming smiles to both of her handsome male customers. She might have envisioned a threesome as well but it was strictly business for her and how she could generate a bigger tip.
I learned from James that his girlfriend didn’t exactly know that he was planning a threesome and so I was supposed to be just some chance guy he had met at the bar while waiting for her before one of their usual trysts. I was happy to go along with this as long as it led to me being naked with the two of them in their hotel room. I sensed that the room was already booked and paid for. I later learned that they had been meeting like this for nine years and I was not their first threesome.
We had a pleasant conversation while we waited for Beth. It wasn’t long before James determined that I was a good fit for their hot afternoon threesome and he relaxed. He was still very concerned that she not sense that this was preplanned and I assured him that I could be truthful and deceitful at the same time through very selective word choice. He seemed reassured and relaxed into his beer a little more. Perhaps there was an earlier experience with a third man that had gone badly when Beth determined that there was a set up. I didn’t ask.
When Beth arrived, she was still in her professional educator outfit which was proper for the head administrator at a private school. Beth was about 5’7” and a size fourteen with D cups and dark brown hair that was trimmed closely around her face and neck. She had a pleasant smile and a friendly demeanor.
We men made a seat between us where Beth enjoyed sitting with two attractive men who were providing full attention. She ordered a drink and our conversation began. First it was about work topics between them, but James turned the subject to me by informing Beth about my Reiki skills. She was very interested in learning about how that worked and I provided a demonstration of how my hands got very warm by placing them on her bare left forearm after asking if it were OK to do so. She was impressed with the warmth flowing from my hands and was curious about knowing more. I informed her that it could be done through clothing, but that the effect of the warmth was more intense when it was flesh to flesh. She smiled and made good eye contact throughout our conversation at the bar. I could tell that she was sensing this might feel really good in better places than a forearm. I offered to provide a free session and she declared that they were going up to a room soon and would I like to join them. The game was on.
I readily affirmed and declared that I had time. Beth instructed James to bring in their respective bags and get the room ready. Beth and I were left alone at the bar and I paid for the drinks. She seemed like the adventurous type and soon I was following her to the room after James texted the number.
Beth understood that she was to be as naked as possible and be prone on the end of the bed. I retreated to the bathroom to provide privacy for changing out of as many clothing items as possible. Beth called when she was ready. James had dimmed the lights and put on some soft jazz music to complete the scene. He was in just his solid color, boxer shorts sitting in a nearby chair. These were not first timers at this type of event. Beth was truly a white girl with very pale skin and I saw that James had tan lines. Two different mindsets about what was attractive and what was good exposure to the sun.
Beth was comfortably prone upon the bed with everything removed but some pleasant pink lace panties that were attractive on her bigger than average derriere. I had brought massage oil and hand towel and set myself to provide her with a truly professional level massage which would include the Reiki experience.
I placed both hands flat along the small of her back to connect with the chi. This would assure Beth that all would be benign and in harmony with her own energy. She was attractive in this vulnerable position with pale, smooth skin contrasting with my tanned hands. I understood that she was confident in James to protect her from any harm, so she just relaxed.
Beth made many verbal signals of pleasure as my hands stimulated dermal cells in a sensual but not necessarily erotic fashion. Her muscles and mind relaxed in equal portions as the massage progressed. After forty minutes of a pleasant massage, I asked Beth to turn face up. Now her large breasts would be exposed, but she was totally comfortable with me and readily acquiesced to my request. I may have noted a darker pink spot on the underwear near her pussy.
James was lightly stroking himself and I glanced briefly at his nice appendage. I gave him limited attention since my focus was on Beth and I always did massage with my eyes closed so that my hands could better sense what was going on with the recipient.
After another twenty minutes, I declared to Beth that the therapeutic aspect of the massage was completed but that there were sensual elements that I had not begun, if she would like. She readily assented and smiled as my hands returned to her mostly naked body which was now in a very relaxed and receptive state.
James noted the change in atmosphere as I confidently began to provide sexual pleasure. My hands wandered beneath the pink lacy underwear and found a small patch of pubic hair that had been preserved. Was this for herself or for James? Nonetheless, I felt the muscles tense a bit and her breathing quicken as my touch moved from sensual to erotic. Her body affirmed the moisture that I thought I had observed under those pink panties.
Beth didn’t complain when I started to remove the pink panties so that they would not get any wetter and could be used again. Perhaps she appreciated my sense that they would be needed again for departure. Now her landing strip was fully visible and James came over to the bed to be supportive, providing sensual kisses that would be off limits for me. I would respect their unspoken boundaries.
I maneuvered myself so that my right hand was able make good use of the readily flowing juices coming from Beth. James continued to be very supportive in a caring and loving way of a man who has been with a woman for a long time. She seemed to be a very independent woman who appreciated a strong man who could play the supportive/protective role so that she could allow herself an afternoon of abandon and pleasure.
My long, strong middle finger had located three very receptive locations within Beth’s vagina. There was one, however, that seemed to produce a more intense response, so I teased that area rather than focus on it so that she could engage with me in wanting me to return to that most special spot. I increased my stimulation of that location and her breathing quickened. It appeared that she was clutching on to James. It was not long thereafter that she let out an almost animalistic release that included a hard clamping down on my digit. Her eyes were wide with passion now and she wanted more.
I had seen that look in women before and it stimulated me to pay even more attention to her response mechanisms to provide an even bigger climax. I continued to stimulate the G spot with my finger while my thumb massaged the clit. Her legs began to tremble and she gave up an even more intense orgasm that I could tell was amazing James who seemed glad that he had brought in an additional resource to stimulate his partner. He trusted the strength of his relationship and wanted his partner to have new levels of pleasure.
James had begun providing oral stimulation to Beth’s clit and I could see that he had good skills in this area. No wonder these two sexy people got it on with each other in a hotel. She had been stroking his long and thick cock so that he was in full display which was a pleasure for me to see. While James continued to provide oral, Beth pushed down hard on his face and squeezed her thighs around his head holding him there while she pressed out another orgasm. What a sexy woman she was!
James saw this as his opportunity to slide his hard member inside Beth’s freshly orgasmed pussy. Her eyes got big with anticipation, even before he put in the tip. She knew that his big cock would fill her and provide something stiff to clamp down upon. Once he had slowly slipped in all the way to the base of his balls, James began long slow thrusts and she began to writhe on the bed without regard for anything but the stimulation of that big cock pumping inside. I could tell that James was close to orgasm, but he pulled out before that happened, wanting to delay the inevitable event. I sensed that Beth was ready for a break as well so the three of us took supine positions on the bed with her in the middle. All three were stimulated and happy that the afternoon was moving along with good compatibility and comfort among us.
After about ten minutes, Beth decided that James had had enough rest and rolled over to give him some of her oral technique. He was happy to respond the way that a forty something does. She recognized a big cock and decided to climb aboard for the hot ride. She straddled his big dick and slipped him fully inside her wet pussy. I was still on my back and could easily see and imagine the pleasure of feeling all of that big cock inside. That stimulated me and I began to stroke myself while she was riding him like a stallion.
Beth noted my stroking and I think that it deepened her breathing knowing that another man was pleasuring himself while watching those sumptuous breasts bounce up and down as she rode her manly stud. His breathing became stronger and louder as his stiff stick was being worked by that hot pussy.
Before I knew it, I felt his hand reach over to test the hardness of my cock. I wasn’t shocked by his touch but he hadn’t given any clue that this might happen. He firmly grasped my dick and worked it as if he were stroking himself while his own hardon was being ridden by his hot sexual partner of nine years. We were totally a threesome now.
Beth became aware of his actions and rather than freaking out said, “Well, that’s interesting.” I think that James took that as permission to continue the path that might have been on his mind since he contacted me, or maybe it was spontaneous.
I was very aroused by the situation and my own breathing increased in depth and frequency. It was as though the three of us were in rhythmic unison of breathing and stimulation and I believed that it was the only time that I had been in a threesome where all three people climaxed at the same instant. We were so connected that as James squirted inside of Beth, she clamped down on his orgasming member to expel her own juices onto that big cock. How could I not squirt my own orgasm into the air to land on my chest and James’ manly arm? What a perfect storm it was!
It’s a good thing that they were not planning to stay the night, since these sheets were completely used, as were the three of us. The exhales and smiles were in abundance in the hotel room where others may have also had sex but not many as we had done.
Beth enjoyed the relaxation of the moment by leaning forward and resting her head on his solid chest. He released his grip on my member as it relaxed in unison with Beth. Perhaps James’ member was having the same timing as I heard him fully exhale the breath of one who has thought about something but not taken action until now.
Eventually, Beth slid off of James onto the other side so that he was now the man in the middle. Perhaps we were now laid out in sexual order from straight to fully bisexual with James in the middle ground. I didn’t know how long his mind had been in that middle ground, but I knew that he crossed a threshold that day and was not sorry that he had done so. What a brave adventurer he was. I’m sure that his children never knew the truth of the things their father did. Perhaps that was for the best as well.
No words were spoken by any of us at that point as we all came to terms with our individual selves as to what had taken place. Beth was the first to determine that some cleaning was necessary and she chose to depart to the bathroom. Perhaps she sensed that James needed some time alone with me which may have been correct. She knew him for nine years; I knew him for a few hours.
After she departed, I knew that I would need to speak first. “So, was that your first experience?” I boldly asked while knowing the answer to my own question. “Yes,” he responded with some relief at getting out the word that confirmed his crossing of an unspoken taboo. I wondered how he felt about it.
“Thank you,” he continued after a number of exhales that seemed to release old anxieties that needed to come out. Because Beth could return at any second and might also have been listening at the door, I didn’t press any further questions about when he began thinking about another man sexually. I knew that I was not their first threesome, but I was certain that I was the first who declared himself as bisexual up front.
Beth returned from cleansing and said to me, “Can you join us for some dinner downstairs?” This was a clever method for getting us all dressed and avoid discussing what had just taken place. I wasn’t sure about her feelings on the issue of James and my cock, but I sensed that Beth wanted to make sure she was regaining ownership of the man she was trysting for so many years. I was not competing with her and gladly accepted the offer of dinner which might allow time for some other entertaining questions that were buzzing around in my head.
We all cleaned up and I gathered the items that I had brought for the massage knowing that I would not be returning to the room. Beth made sure that I had everything before we departed for the lobby restaurant. She was certain that I wouldn’t be returning to the room today.
We took seats at a big round table with two unused seats. The menu was extensive, as is often the case in these hotel restaurants, but we each chose to have hamburgers. We had three different versions, but all hamburgers. After we ordered, Beth was the first to speak by thanking me for the massage experience. She was impressed at how the Reiki provided so much warmth and helped her to relax after a hard work day. I asked how long they had been meeting and that was when both of them smiled and affirmed that it was nine years. I asked how it had come about and James took the lead in telling the story of hidden lust. They were neighbors and during one of the neighborhood parties James and Beth found themselves upstairs in Beth’s house. Apparently, they had both been having an unspoken attraction to each other and they acted on that chemistry in the guest bedroom. They returned to the neighborhood event with smiles and for everyone else life appeared to go on as normal.
Secret meetings continued until they both decided to tell their spouses. To their surprise, the spouses had sort of guessed what was going on and had decided that it was good for their marriages. According to James and Beth, neither spouse was very sexual and were happy to find that their loved ones had found a way to meet their needs without putting anything at risk. Both couples had school age children and the families, including children, socialized regularly. So much for Ozzie and Harriet!
We parted after dinner and I stayed in contact with James for a short while, but I never received a return invite. I hoped that our interaction hadn’t affected their relationship negatively. I did wonder if James continued to explore his bisexual interest.
I would have liked to have interviewed their spouses to see if this version was accurate. I didn’t wonder about James’ wife not being interested in sex, and perhaps his dick was too big for her. I did consider that Beth’s husband was closeted gay and that this arrangement was a good way for him to have the family he desired without having to pretend any sexual attraction to his wife. Too bad that I couldn’t know the other side of this story.