Chat Room by James Forrest
James finds a swinger in a chat room. His wife agrees to a threesome. , Chat Room
I found an anonymous chat room a few months ago. Some chat rooms were about hookups, and I chatted with a few women just for fun. I didn’t meet up with any of them since my sex life with Laura was excellent. Then I found a swingers chat room. I had talked with Laura about swinging. She didn’t like the idea of having sex with random men, but she didn’t drop the discussion right away and seemed somewhat open to the idea.
We’d discussed having me watch her with one of my friends, Albert, but that didn’t work out. I couldn’t figure out how to broach the subject with him, and Laura didn’t want to come on to him. Talking about it was a turn on though, and we’d revisited that discussion several times as one of our shared fantasies. After seven years together, we tried to keep our intimate life exciting and were pretty creative about sex.
I frequently had a fantasy of watching Laura with another man. I didn’t have any interest in having sex with another woman. I was totally absorbed with her.
In the swingers chat room, it didn’t take long to find a single straight man nearby. I asked Roy what kind of experiences interested him. He said that, in addition to swinger parties, he’d done threesomes, foursomes, some encounters in the parks, and several meetups with married women looking for some spice. We got fairly far into a discussion about him having sex with my wife. I didn’t tell Laura that I’d had the discussion with Roy. Having a real person made the fantasy a lot different. Putting even a name to the idea made me uncertain that I wanted anything other than a fantasy. But the chat kept coming back to me over the next week.
Laura and I were having a quiet dinner. We were trying a month of eating with no TV in hopes it would get us closer. She was wearing a white blouse and navy skirt. She’d unbuttoned the top buttons of her blouse when she walked in the door. She saw me looking at the top of her breasts that her uplift bra created the perfect smooth curve. It looked like we’d probably go from dinner to the bedroom.
“I found a chat room for swingers,” I said.
“You know those swinger events don’t turn me on,” she said.
“I know. You can also connect with couples or singles,” I said.
She gave me a side look. I couldn’t tell if she was interested or upset that I was exploring my fantasy again. “Well?”
I found this fellow, Roy. He’s been in several threesomes. We chatted about what one would be like.
“And?”
“I thought we could meet him for diner someplace. That wouldn’t be a commitment to do anything. If we were comfortable with him, we could talk about what we wanted to do. He lives about two hours away. We could meet somewhere in between.”
“So we’d meet up and then pop into a motel for a quick one?”
“No, I thought we could meet up and then we’d talk about it. I don’t think he’s anxious to push us into anything. He knows that this would be our first time. Even if you didn’t want to go with him, it would probably make us both hot.”
“You really want to watch me with another man? You keep bringing it up. You know these things never turn out like your fantasy.”
“I know. Once I had someone’s name to put into the fantasy, it changed things.”
She looked like she was thinking. “I guess we could meet him. That might be exciting. As long as we don’t have to go ahead.”
I made an appointment with Roy for the next Friday at a quiet restaurant about halfway between our place and the little town in the foothills where he lived.
Laura and I arrived fifteen minutes early and ordered glasses of wine. Right on time, the hostess showed a tall man a few years older than me to our table. I shook hands with him. Laura looked down at her empty plate and said hello.
Roy had dark brown hair with a few streaks of gray. He was well dressed in fashionable casual clothes and brown loafers. He had a ready smile that was disarming.
After placing our orders, we talked about the traffic and the weather. Laura didn’t say much, but I could see that she was studying him.”
“If we did this, how would you see it working,” I said.
Roy looked at Laura. “Well, for one thing I should tell you that I think Laura is beautiful. I would love to explore pleasures with you.”
Laura looked up at him. Her cheeks were red, and even her forehead flushed pink.
“You know that we haven’t done anything like this before,” I said.
“We can take it easy,” he said. “We meet up, and you can stop anytime.”
The salads and Roy’s glass of wine arrived. Laura ordered a second glass of wine.
“So if I didn’t get comfortable, we’d just stop,” she said.
“I can’t make you do anything you don’t want to,” he said. “But if you are afraid that I’d try to coerce you, you should know that I have regular partners and no desire to do anything other than pursuing pleasure.”
I had to admit that he was persuasive. He seemed almost normal.
Roy excused himself to go to the restroom. I suspect he wanted to give Laura and me a chance to talk.
“What do you think?” I asked.
“I like him,” she said.
“Does that mean you’d like to try a session?”
She looked down at her plate. Then she met my eyes and held my gaze for several minutes.
“I guess so,” she said.
Her answer was more than a surprise. I’d expected she might say that we could talk about it, but I wouldn’t have been surprised for her to say no. For her to decide now that we could go ahead meant that I had to be completely wrong about what she was thinking. I was so excited that I thought my hands would shake.
Roy returned at the same time as the waiter delivered our entrees. We ate in silence, but there was a question suspended in the air. Roy had to know that we’d discussed him, but he waited.
Laura and I had checked into a local hotel. I figured that, regardless of the outcome, we could spend the night there and drive back in the morning. I figured we’d talk about what she thought about Roy and maybe she’d agree to have a session with him at another time.
Roy finished his meal and sat back. He glanced at me and turned to Laura. “What do you guys think?”
I was about to answer him when she spoke, “We’d like to try it out.”
“I think you’ll have a good time,” he said.
The shape of the conversation had changed. Until she spoke, the conversation had been between Roy and me. Now, I was sitting on the sideline, and the two of them were discussing having sex with each other.
I told Roy that we had a hotel room nearby and gave him the room number. I asked him to wait a few minutes and then join us. Laura looked surprised. I wondered if she had wanted a session at a later date.
In the car on the way to the hotel, I asked, “Didn’t you want to go ahead tonight?”
“I thought I did, but when you set it up, I realized that this wasn’t just one of our fantasies.”
“You surprised me when you said you wanted to go ahead,” I said.
“The more we talked about it, the more exciting it seemed.”
“I think I surprised myself. But either of us can say stop at any time.”
When we got to our room, Laura went to the bathroom. When she came out, she kicked off her shoes and sat on the bed.