They had seen them both before.  Their online profile looked intriguing but living so far away it was probably not worth exploring.  They popped them into their back pocket of possibilities and moved on.

A few years later an opportunity presented, a trip down to the capital for a party of like-minded friends.  The timing was right, and everything lined up.  Oh, the possibilities.

And then they were there at the party, a fleeting introduction, a quick hug and peek on the cheek.  Enough to breathe them both in, enough to know she needed more. 

The room was moody, full of pheromones, sexy bodies, inviting eyes, heightened senses, a certain electricity.  It sure was a busy night, so many new faces, small talk, sexy banter and suggestive touch.  People everywhere. But they were so busy that night, in demand by all around due to their involvement with the party.  

She found herself watching them from afar.  Sarah was elegant, sophisticated, calm and in control.  Ron carried a confidence seen in few men.  She was beyond intrigued, aroused even.  Speaking to her husband they began watched them together. 

The night soon came to an end.  They hadn’t approach them, they didn’t speak their truth or express their intentions.  Sarah and Ron wrapped up and disappeared from view.  They were gone.

She felt disappointed in herself.  Why couldn’t she have been more assertive?  She considered them as experienced players by now, knew the game, but somehow her shy disposition got the better of her once again.  She had blown it.  Given the distance they may not get another chance with this intriguing couple. 

Picking herself up she made her way back to the hotel with her husband.  The sexual energy wasn’t wasted.  Sometimes shared external desire can lead to more intimate pleasures.  They loved that a bad night swinging could always be topped off with a great night of pleasure at home reliving the energy of a night.

The weekend went on, they had amazing times with friends exploring the capital and each other.  Then home to reality.

A few weeks later she found herself off to conference; back in the capital.  A two night trip with tight turnarounds and obligations.  Lots of small talk, information overload and a boring conference dinner. 

She had thought about them both on the flight down, fantasied about knocking on their door unannounced.  It made her wet, it made her skin tingle.  She messaged her husband and shared the fantasy, something they often did.  He messaged back, why don’t you…

It was 9pm, just before desert was to be served at the conference dinner.  She was beyond bored, sitting next to a dry group of people with not much to say.  She had had a few glasses of wine but was looking for something more.  It was obvious she wasn’t going to find it there.  She pulled out her phone and typed a message.

‘Hi, I happen to be in town for the night and have been thinking of you both.  I know its late, but any chance you both want some company?’

OMG!  She thought to herself.  You actually sent that!  She knew she had the ‘all clear’ from her husband, but she never thought she would EVER actually go through with anything this wild.  She didn’t even know them FGS.

Her phone vibrated.  She froze.  Suddenly her body was tingling all over.  Should she dare look?

‘Well hello 😊  As it happens, we have just opened a bottle of wine.  Why don’t you get an uber and we will see you soon?’

Her stomach turned as the reality of the situation dawned on her.  It was now or never….

‘I’ve called an uber.  See you soon. X’

She collected her things, said some quick goodbyes and left.  In the uber she was overcome with excitement, nervousness, fear, and sexual desire.  A crazy mix to difficult to try and unpack.  They didn’t live far, not that she paid any attention to where they were driving.  The uber stopped outside a house.  A warm light lite the front steps up to a yellow door.  The home sat up on a hill, large windows looked out to the ocean beyond.  Soft light and blurred shapes sat beyond.  Her heart skipped a beat as she started her way up the steps to the front door.

She paused, not sure what to do.  Then the door opened in front of here and Sarah stood in front of me. 

“We were so happy to get your message.” She said.

She was wearing a deep navy blue velvet knew high dress with bear feet.  She held a large glass of red wine.  He hair fell elegantly down one side of her body, like silk.  She kissed her on the cheek as she motioned her inside.  The lighting was soft and the house was warm as I stepped into the house.

They walked easily up a flight of steps.  The house opened up in front of here, a warm comfortable living space, fire at the end, soft rugs and plush furnishings.  Eccentric art on the wall, drinks trolley with whiskey and wine, then that view out into the night over the ocean.  She breathed it all in.  She felt herself calming.

“Hi there.”  She jumped.  She hadn't seen him come into the room.  He was walking toward her from across the room, two glasses of wine in hand.  He wore soft linen pants and a fitting white t-shirt, again in bear feet.  He was smiling softly at her.  She responded and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek as he passed her the wine.

They beckoned her to sit on the couch with them.  They talked for a bit, asking what brought her to the capital and when she was due to leave again.  It was warm and she began to relax, wine giving her a soft blush on her cheeks.  She took her jacket off. 

Her hosts noticed this.  Ron asking if she would be more comfortable taking her heels off.  Yeah why not she thought and nodded.  But before she had a chance to get them off herself he swept in and gently took her leg. He held in gently running his fingers up the back of her heel and up her calf.  He gentle pulled her shoe off and then ran this fingers back down to her feet.  “Can I help too?” Susan asked.  She turned and looked at her, giving her a slight nod and dropping her eyes in submission.  Susan knelt beside her on the plush carpet rug.  She gentle pulled her other heel from her foot and began rubbing gently.  She learned over to the side table, picked up some cream, opened it then rubbed it into her feet and up her calves.  With both of them massaging her feet and calves she started to melt into the couch.  Next Ron had her toes in his mouth, sucking them so softly, taking each on in turn.  She let out a soft moan.  She felt a rush of heat in her pussy and a tingling sensation all over her body.  She closed her eyes.

Wetness enveloped her mouth and as she opened her eyes Sarah had begun kissing her and tugging on her lips.  She kissed back with a hunger.  Sarah knew what she was doing, knew what she wanted, and it was hot.  The two of them were deep in passionate kisses when she felt a hand slip up under her dress, her dress pushed up and her panties gentle tugged away.  It was his turn, and just like Sarah, Ron knew the direction he was going.