Jean asked them to pick somewhere they were comfortable with where we could have an initial meeting. She also asked them for the name of a large hotel where we could stay ‘should the need arise’. We would be happy to meet in a public place any day/time they chose and only once we had met and learned a little about each other would we move on to the next stage. We did suggest that Friday evening would be a good time for the first meeting, because if we did feel that we were compatible, the hotel would come into play.

It all went surprisingly smoothly: name, and location, of hotel, name, and location, of large pub, and time of meet came almost immediately, as did description of husband, he would not be hard to find.

We met. She was a pretty woman, demurely dressed, but very obviously shapely. He was a handsome bloke. Two hours in and we knew it was going to be a success. It really wasn’t hard getting them to accept the fact that there were three of us. Pat and Jean were the prizes for both of them and she seemed quite relaxed at the prospect of eventually being a prize for me.

They were a little uncertain about moving to the next ‘stage’ immediately until I revealed the rest of the agenda. We were going to pay for them to stay at the same hotel that we had booked into some three hours before our meeting time. If they agreed, I would give them two hundred pounds to cover the bill, they could book in while we remained outside the hotel so we would still not know their names, nor would we be associated with them, we couldn’t be more discreet. I would also give them Pat & Jean’s room number so that they could contact them if and when they were ready to move on. I had booked into a separate room, one floor down but, such is life.

At 10:30 that evening the ‘phone rang in Pat & Jean’s room, It was he. “My name is Brian and my wife’s name is Sally. We’d like to go ahead, this evening.” This did surprise us a little as we thought we’d hear nothing until the morning. I was in Pat & Jean’s room for what-ever was on offer, so at the moment the ‘phone rang Pat was astride me and just inserting the head of my cock into her lovely warm and wet vagina. I knew it was warm and wet as I had very recently had my tongue deep within it.

Sally was to come to Pat & Jean I would go to Brian if he would please reveal the number, he did, and the move went ahead. Once with Brian I explained that as this was about Sally’s sexual desire being realized, we would stay away for an hour to give them time to relax her and prepare her, then we would join them so that he could watch his wife being taken up to a full, woman on woman, climax.

I did remind him that the second half of this evenings event was that he was getting the opportunity to fuck either, or both if he had the stamina, of my companions while I enjoyed his wife and I certainly did have the stamina.

He got his wish. When we entered the room Sally was writhing and bucking on the bed. I was right in my observations in the pub’, she had a beautifully shaped body and lovely thighs. We undressed and watched for a while, Brian’s cock grew to a full erection and he was having trouble breathing normally then, with Jean’s soft breast pressed against her mouth, Sally came against Pat’s mouth.

As she shuddered to a more relaxed state Pat moved away and both Sally and Brian were surprised as I immediately climbed on to Sally, inserted my cock into her dripping sex, and slid slowly into her. I heard Brian exclaim that Sally wouldn’t be able to take all that, then, as my cock slid further inside her, Sally opened her eyes wide and said “Fucking hell! How big are you?”

“Big enough to make you come again and cum again, I hope.”

We took each slowly and gently, Sally so that she could adjust herself to my width and rhythm, and me because Sally really was something to look at and, me being a breast fanatic, her breasts really were peaks of perfection and I wanted to fondle them for a long time.

Brian didn’t get chance to watch for long because Pat and Jean dragged him to the other bed, Pat lay down and demanded to be fucked. She was, but Brian had a lot to learn about pacing himself so poor Jean had to wait until I recovered a little from sorting Sally’s sexual demands out, then I fucked her as they watched, because Brian had been well and truly drained by Pat.

All lust sated, we discussed the next step. Were they up for more in a long-term relationship with us? It was a very definite, yes. Then we would like to exchange full names addresses. We found that they lived just over 10 miles away from us; they were a real find.

We told them that we were quite happy to pay their travelling costs for this weekend as they had had to travel fifty miles to ensure their anonymity in this first meeting. We would also like to take them to our home and ensure one day of complete privacy, and anything goes with anyone. We were offering sexual freedom without having to worry about noise, or clothes. They could then really appreciate what we were about to offer them in terms of sexual experiences.

They agreed. We managed a short sleep and then we took them home and indulged in a good fuck-fest, Brian even managed to enjoy both Pat and Jean, but I knew he wanted to do all three. He did eventually but it took him five weekends of practice before he achieved it. It was OK by me; I got to screw a gorgeous creature all to myself until he was able to keep his erection after nailing Pat & Jean.

Date: September 1987

Brian rang, He’d been made redundant and so had to start job hunting which meant they couldn’t afford the time or money to come for the, now, routine, weekend visits. We now treated Sally and Brian as part of the family and we really did enjoy their company, on more than just a sex and lust level.

I told Brian to stay near the ‘phone and I’d call him back, called the ladies, told them the news and then asked them what they felt about me getting them to come and live here. We could set Brian up in a self-employed roll as our house maintenance manager, to make him feel better, and Sally could commute each day or, even better, she could be our house administrations manager.

We always hated the hassle of organizing maintenance and house cleaning when we travelled abroad for the winter. We could afford any amount of staff, but for rather obvious reasons we chose not to!

Brian was almost crying with gratitude when I put it to him, he knew finding another job was not going to be easy, but he had to wait until Sally got home and then ring me back.

Date: October 1987

Sally and Brian were installed. Sally did a marvellous job of ensuring that the house would be properly maintained when we were on holiday. She set up accounts for Brian’s business, as my estate manager. She managed all the boring details of running a household and life was great.

We indulged in sex at the drop of a skirt, or whatever else was impeding progress to ones intended target, breasts were fondled, cocks were sucked or masturbated on request, similarly, vaginas were stroked, licked, chewed, and impaled whenever someone’s inclination arose.

Date: November 1987

We took our ‘contractors’ with us for the winter break. A proper management company had been hired to oversee the work that Sally and Brian had ordered to be done. We had a huge villa to ourselves. We were supposed to have staff to look after us, but we gave the four of them the equivalent of a months’ wages each and told them what day of each week they should come and clean. No cooking, nothing. The villa came complete with car, so we ate out when and if we felt like it.

During that time Sally was introduced to anal sex. This started with gentle kissing and licking at her little puckered hole, then a little more, gentle, teasing, this time with a finger coated in lubricating oil, to finally watching her anus open thus allowing me to get a finger inside her took two days, but I was in no rush, I wanted her to enjoy the experience. Two more days of constant attention and finally I was allowed to insert my condom-covered cock into her delicious bottom. I was aided in all this because Pat and Jean wouldn’t leave Brian alone, they screwed him silly.

He was in heaven and didn’t know that I was there as well! I restricted my activities to only having anal sex with Sally, no vaginal activity at all, for a week. By the end of this period she admitted that although she’d been intrigued at the prospect, she had been extremely reluctant at first, the slow build-up before any penetration had actually been really pleasant and now she wanted it on a regular basis, but would I now, please, fuck her brains out?

She was a busy woman, Brian had been taught all about anal sex by Jean, with Pat’s help, although Pat didn’t do anal sex she certainly knew what went where, and when. So first chance he got he dragged Sally into an empty room and showed her what he’d learned. He was happy, she was delirious, and I fucked Pat to her climax before putting Jean on her side, lying behind her, sliding my cock into her bottom and then playing with her breasts until my cock went really rigid and I came inside her rectum and then went to sleep.

It was time for Jean’s birthday treat. I sat on an upholstered, tall-backed chair, Brian and Pat hauled Jean over to me, turned her back to me, then positioned her anus over my cock and forced her down on to it. As soon as they were satisfied that my cock was firmly inside her they brought Sally in to the room. She watched as I put my arms around Jean and fondled her breasts then slid my legs forward slightly so that Jean was now leaning back against me, Brian and Pat parted Jean’s knees and Sally was asked to kneel between them, the rest was left to her imagination.

It wasn’t long before I was fucking Jean’s bottom as Sally ate her vagina and then inserted fingers into it as she chewed on Jean’s clitoris. Pat was lying on her back behind Sally with her face hard up against Sally’s vagina until suddenly both Jean and Sally were moaning and writhing. Pat got up, pulled Sally away from Jean and told Brian to get his cock into Jean and give her all he’d got.