During one of the many coffee breaks taken in our office, I sat with one of my newer colleagues, and asked him how he was settling in.
“I’m doing OK,” replied Daniel, “and everyone has made me feel welcome.”
“That’s good I said, but do let me know if anything troubles you.”
We went on to discuss other subjects, some work related and some not, when quite inexplicably, considering it was two men talking, our conversation turned mysteriously to sex.
At first Daniel did not appear too interested in the subject, “I don’t know what all the fuss is about,” he complained, “my wife Elizaveta and I have sex but neither of us are too bothered about it.”
“Really?” I said, raising my eyebrows, “do you mean to say you don’t find sex the most exciting pastime in your life?”
“Definitely not,” he said, “I would rather play golf, and I know Elizaveta likes to go rambling with a group of her friends.”
“Well Daniel I am amazed,” I said, but not being the boastful type I refrained from mentioning the many exciting and daring sexual adventures my wife Jackie and I had experienced and enjoyed with other couples.
“I never had much sex even in my younger days,” Daniel went on, “but Elizaveta has never been very adventurous so we have sex once a week and that’s about it.”
“Do you kiss and cuddle her and show your love for her?” I asked.
“Well, not so much now, but we have been married for 8 years and we have two kids, so we can’t get too amorous with each other.”
“I know this is personal Daniel, but was Elizaveta a virgin when you met her?”
“No,” admitted Daniel, “she had been engaged before we met, but it fell through, we have never discussed either of our past sex lives, and as I say when we first married I did try different things but she was never enthusiastic and has never mentioned trying anything new again.”
“Have you ever fancied other women?” I asked him.
“Well yes,” he replied reluctantly, “but I have never gone after anyone else.”
“But you would if it was presented to you?” I pressed.
“Possibly,” he agreed, “sometimes late at night I do have a look at some of the sex channels on satelite, they open my eyes, but I could never do what they do in the films.”
A plan was beginning to form in my mind, was Daniels wife really as frosty as he was making out? could I melt her? I would love to try.
I then asked Daniel a question, “Would you and Elizaveta like to meet up for a drink with my wife Jackie and I one night?” I asked.
Now it was his turn to raise his eyebrows, “Well yes,” he said guardedly, “what did you have in mind?”
“It would be good to get together, Jackie likes to meet the people I work with, a Saturday would be best,” I suggested, “then we don’t have to worry about work.”
“This Saturday night would be right for us,” he said brightly, “the kids are already going to stay with Elizaveta’s parents, so we won’t have to consider them.”
“Sounds perfect to me,” I said, “you fix it up with Elizaveta, make sure she is OK with it, and I will tell Jackie what we are doing.”
The prospect of a new adventure was already forming in my mind, The idea of melting the ice cold Elizaveta, as defined by Daniel, appealed to me and I knew Jackie would be up for the attempt.
That night, as we lay in bed together, I told Jackie all about my conversation with Daniel. Jackie had never hidden the fact that she was bi-sexual, and during our marriage we had been involved a number of times with other couples, and she regularly enjoyed the charms of the other women…, and men!
She was lying on her back and I looked down on her from my half raised position resting on my elbow, I gently caressed her breasts, her nipples were erect and long, my leg rested between hers and I could feel the wetness from her pussy on my thigh.
Jackie smiled up at me, “We may frighten them away,” she said, “If they don’t have much sex they may not want it.”
“I am working on the assumption that they don’t know what they want,” I said, “they never talk openly about it but they may think about it, I only know what Daniel has told me, and he says he does watch porn sometimes, so he is sure to get a hard on then, she may have secret thoughts too, but can’t talk to Daniel about it.”
“It could be fun finding out,” Jackie laughed.
“It will be,” I agreed.
Next day at work, Daniel came to me and said that he had told his wife Elizaveta what we had discussed and Elizaveta had said “Yes, she would like to meet us.” Daniel said he was surprised that she was quite enthusiastic about it and agreed right away, according to him she is usually wary of meeting people but on this occasion she had agreed to being with us on Saturday night in the pub.
Daniel and I arranged the time and place which was a pub only 10 minutes walk from their house, we would drive there, but as I whispered to Jackie, I hoped we would be invited to their house later, so I would be able to leave my car in the pub car park, If we were not invited we would go home by taxi.
At about ten minutes to eight on the following Saturday night, Jackie and I arrived at the Rocky(D) and Duck pub, I like to be early, I think it gives me an advantage over the people we are to meet, At precisely 8 o’clock I saw Daniel come into the half full lounge and he looked around to see if we were there. Standing next to him was an attractive lady. I had expected Elizaveta to be rather dowdy and dull but to the contrary, she was tallish, about 5′ 8″ had black hair to her shoulders and her top emphasised her full breasts. She wore a skirt which reached just above her knees, showing a good deal of her shapely legs, on first impressions she looked good. I noticed all of this as my colleague and his wife walked towards us.
“Hi Daniel,” I exclaimed, shaking his hand, “its good to see you, this is my wife Jackie.”
“Hello Jackie,” Daniel beamed, taking her hand, “Lee has told me so much about you.”
“Steady on Daniel,” I thought silently, “don’t make it sound like I talk too much.”
Daniel then turned to his companion, “This is my wife Elizaveta,” he announced.
First Jackie took Elizaveta’s hand, and I noticed both women looked appreciatively at each other, then she turned to me, I gave her my full attention, stared deeply into her eyes, and at the same time, squeezed her hand lightly but seductively.
Elizaveta’s eyes seemed to glaze over for a second and I knew I had attracted her attention, “I am very very pleased to meet you Elizaveta,” I said in a low voice.