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I'm trying my hand at writing a little fiction. I hope I'm doing all right.

The Time We Picked Someone Up Through FaceBook

My wife and I had met Nora on Facebook. She’d been lonely for quite a while since her husband left her three years ago, and her attempts at dating had gone badly. We’d seen her post pictures of herself before going out for the past year and more and more, we both were wondering what her huge rack was like under those tight shirts. We contacted her and dropped several subtle hints over the course of a few weeks and eventually began dropping references to swingers.

We gauged her interest as being open to the idea, but was waiting for the perfect opportunity to suggest it and on chat we dropped the hint one night on chat when she said “I wonder what it’d be like with a couple.” That was the opening my wife wanted. She checked me out of the way and began to take over the chat.

“Marie here now. are you really curious?”

“Yeah. I guess. why?”

“Because we can make that happen if you want.” No one ever accused my wife of being subtle.

“OMG! Are u serius?”

“Totally serious. You’re very nice and you deserve to have fun.”

There was a long pause which worried both of us. It was probably just a minute but it seemed like forever. My wife was actually about to write the whole thing off when Nora’s reply came across. It was her cell phone number with the words, “txt me.”

It seemed odd, but my wife grabbed her phone and sent out a simple “hi.” It was a few seconds before Nora’s response came across. Our jaws dropped.

It was a photo of Nora obviously holding the camera out at arms length, looking at us and biting her lip, obviously trying to look either nervous or innocent, but holding her shirt and bra up with her other hand. After it came, she chimed back in on the chat and asked if we liked her picture.

I was getting very hard and my wife typed in to Nora, “oh yes. Does this mean you’re interested?”

While waiting on her response, Marie told me to get my dick out, we were going to send her a picture. She pulled up her shirt and told me to lay my hard cock on her chest and take a picture. As I hit send, Nora’s response came through chat.

“Of course.”

“Wanna meet for dinner Saturday?” Marie asked. Once we meet someone willing to play with us, she is very eager to meet them for a precursory “just meet in public first” face to face. She likes to be certain that there is chemistry and that no red flags are flying to warn us away. She promises that there will be no sex that night, but quite a few times have found us naked in bed with a new person or couple. “We can meet somewhere closer to you.”

Nora picked a place in the city closest to her. I think she was a little apprehensive about meeting too close to where her family lived, just in case someone saw her with us and started asking questions, or at worse, spreading rumors. We can’t blame her, but we have the luxury of living in a larger city. Nora apparently got the picture we sent at that moment and typed her response through the chat, “Oh, wow, is that for me?”

My wife got giggly,” All three of them are.” Nora responded with a smiley face grin.

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Over the course of the week, we got text messages from Nora and a few pictures. A couple of closeups of her lips, one blowing a kiss and one licking her lips, two of her breasts, and one of her ass in a thong. Both my wife and I were excited and Nora was open to playing with both of us, although she was a little nervous about playing with another woman. She’d kissed another woman on a bar bet before, but nothing further. On Friday my wife surprised me by suggesting that we reserve a hotel room, and arrange for the babysitter to stay late.

We arrived at the restaurant a half hour before Nora so I suggested going ahead and checking in at the hotel. At the very least, we could come back after dinner and have a hot evening with just the two of us, and at best, we wouldn’t have to take the time to check in after dinner. From there it was to the restaurant where we were shortly joined by Nora, who apologized for being late, but she had to get her kids to her mother’s house for the evening. She was dressed very cutely, wearing a pink scoop neck top that showed ample cleavage and white shorts that made her ass look as great as her legs. She was very petite, something that my wife commented on a few times in the week prior, suggested that I could fuck her standing up. Nora sat next to my wife in a round booth.

We talked about experience, mainly ours, since she’d not been with a couple before, and only ever kissed another woman. It’s always hot to watch my wife flirt, and after a few minutes, Nora was reciprocating. I had the distinct impression we would not be alone tonight.

I excused myself to go to the bathroom and when I returned they were sitting a little closer and laughing. Nora excused herself and went to the ladies room. Marie leaned closer after she left and asked me if I still wanted to play with her. I answered of course and asked Marie what she thought of her.

“She’s just so adorable, I wanna eat her up,” she told me.

Based on what I saw, when I came back, you may get the chance.”

“Mmmm, sounds delicious,” and almost on cue, Nora came back from the ladies room, but instead of sitting where she had been, she sat next to me, forcing me to scoot closer to my wonderful, horny wife.

“Sorry, had to take care of that,” and Nora squeezed my thigh, but while doing so, placed something on my lap. I looked down and saw her lacy blue thong. I looked back up at her and she blew me a kiss. I glanced at my wife and she grinned ear to ear.

“I paid the check while you were in bathroom,” she said to me, “How about we go back to the hotel?” I swear, Nora nearly leaped out of her seat, and I was only slightly slower getting up. As we walked out the door to our cars, I looked at Nora’s ass in those white shorts, and thought of her bare ass and the panties I had stuffed in my pocket.

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We took the rear entrance to the hotel and caught the elevator along with an older couple, apparently also returning from dinner, since they had no luggage. They moved to the side closest to the buttons and we stood against the back wall in the other corner. In the elevator, Nora stood between us. Marie whispered something into her ear and Nora grabbed my ass hard, giggling at my jump. The older couple got off on the floor just below ours and the man glanced back at us with a knowing glance as the doors closed.

The walk down the hall to our room seemed very long. I hung back to stare at Nora’s ass in her white shorts one more time, and saw her and my wife walking with their arms around each others shoulders, still giggling about the elevator. Marie reached down and gave Nora’s cheek a little squeeze, and Nora let out a “Yeep!” before pressing her face against Marie’s shoulder and turning slightly to look back at me, smiling. She then raised her head and I could hear her tell my wife, “I want to kiss you.”

We were at the door to our room at the end of the hall. Marie and I always get rooms here so we disturb as few people as possible. She can get pretty loud. Marie and Nora turned towards each other and Nora gave her a kiss that lingered just a second long enough for their lips to part and I could almost detect that their tongues had playfully touched. Marie turned to me and smiling almost sinisterly, said, “Open the door, babe.”

End Part One