[MF] Reacquainted with a past partner for the best sex of my life (part 1)

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Background

My husband and I are stag/vixen/swingers who had been much more active in the past, but have taken a break for the past couple of years now as life gets busy and to focus on the family.

Recently we started talking about dipping our toes back into the lifestyle now that things have settled a bit. We've talked about would we play together and find a couple or a single, or would we play solo? We had gotten to the point where we had started down the path of trying to figure out logistics with young kids, babysitting, would we want to get a hotel or go to someone's house or back to ours, etc. you know, the not-so-sexy details of setting up a sexy encounter. If you've ever been in the lifestyle you probably know that sometimes the logistics of it all are enough to just toss in the towel and why even bother.

As we discussed the opportunity to start looking again we began to reminisce past experiences, we've had some incredible ones but the one that kept coming up for me was with a couple a few years back. He was, as most professional athletes are, incredibly fit. I'd guess somewhere about 6'5 and between 220-230lbs. He was also jacked and had a washboard stomach and a decent cock, maybe about 7 inches with good girth to boot. As a bi woman I can confidently say he was the better looking of the couple, but his wife was nothing to scoff at. He was fairly fit, but a little softer and had HUGE breasts that hung from her petite frame like a pair of overfilled water balloons. She had medium length blonde hair and was similar in height to me, 5'4-5'5 and relatively thin, but her tits were probably a J cup. From her pictures you could tell she had large breasts, but it wasn't until they were sprung free from the cage that was her bra that you could actually see just *how* large they actually were. I could reminisce about that couples swap, but I'll save that for another day.

As we brought up memories of past experiences, this man kept coming back to me. The first, and only (at the time) evening we shared was a great time for me, but my husband and the wife didn't click as well and ended up mostly watching the husband and I have some fun. For whatever reason we never met up with them again and basically stopped talking to them pretty quickly afterward.

Prelude

In the years since we had that experience we have moved to a different county and have started a family. As fate would have it, one day while out grocery shopping I saw a man that looked like the man I described earlier but I couldn't be sure. Having recently been talking about him his image was fresh in my mind. He was by himself, not really paying attention to his surroundings, but I had to get a closer look. So, I walked in his direction, half terrified it wasn't him, the other half wondering what the hell I was going to do or say if it was.

"Hey, remember me? We fucked once at my place 5 years ago and I was just talking about you to (my husband)."

Yeah, that wasn't going to happen. I'm too shy. Fortunately, I didn't have to. As I approached I made myself busy, looking at my phone for the grocery list and attempting to find a good watermelon. The one's I'd picked out recently have been bad so I'm always trying to figure out which trick is fool proof. Anyway, while looking for the little end of the watermelon and observing the beestings I heard a voice that stopped me cold.

"Hey (my name), it's been forever! Imagine seeing you here so far away from home."

I panicked. I'm sure he was confused at my fumbled words trying to act like the night before I hadn't been fantasizing with my husband about that first night during sexy time. I felt my pussy twitch and a little gush dripping down my leg. I had on a summer dress and wasn't wearing panties underneath, I never do.

"Oh, hey! Yeah I do remember you.. it's been awhile! We actually live down here now."

We exchanged pleasantries and he asked if we were still in the lifestyle, to which I explained we had taken a break but were exploring coming back. He seemed excited and said they were in a similar situation. The whole conversation lasted only a couple minutes, but before we split he asked for my number.

A few days later I'm running around the house getting the chores done and frantic when I receive a text. When I look down at my phone it's a text from Mike.

"Hey, it was good seeing you! I know this is out-of-the-blue but I've been thinking about you since we bumped into each other and I figured I would shoot my shot. Kelly's got a family emergency and is leaving tonight for a few days. She's feeling bad it's Father's Day weekend but said I should try my luck with you. Would you be down to grab some lunch and catch up a bit more?"

Immediately my heart began to race. I was excited by the thought, but it all felt like things were happening really quickly. It was Thursday, and my husband had golf plans for the weekend with his guy friends. They were going to play 36 holes on Saturday and then another 18 the next morning so they booked a hotel room and we're going to be staying overnight.

I also had the kids, so what would I do with them.

I responded back, "Hey! Yeah it was good to see you again. I'm not sure this weekend will work but I am so happy you reached out! We should definitely try to get together when Kelly gets back. Even just to catch up some more."

"That would be fun! We should do it." Followed quickly by, "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little disappointed. Kelly knows how much I enjoyed our first time and I was excited about the chance to catch up and maybe see what was under that sundress one again. 🍆"

Damn. He was feeling bold.

"Ha sorry, on short notice it's hard to find a sitter and (my husband) is actually gone this weekend as well."

"... so you're telling me it could be just the two of us? You sure you're not available? 😏"

Just then I got a text from my sister in-law. "Hey my kids have been begging for a sleepover with your kids. Would they want to come over Saturday night? I know (husband) is golfing so that would give you an evening off. You'll just have to reciprocate sometime soon."

By this point my brain is racing at a million miles per hours and I can feel my heart beat in my ears. My pussy is aching and I can feel my nipples harden as I think about the opportunity that's just been laid on my lap.

I text my husband who's at work.

"Hey... so funny thing just happened. Your sister just asked if they could have a sleepover at hers on Saturday. What do.you think? Could you maybe pick them up on your way home from the course? It's on the way."

"She did, did she? You going to have a rare night off? You could come with me if you want, I'm sure I could get Brian to sleep on the couch in the other room."

"Ha you probably could, but what am I going to do *all day long* while you golf."

"There's a spa at the resort, you could have a nice relaxing day!"

"Hmmm, tempting." I said. "But there's this other thing. Remember I bumped into Mike the other day? He just texted me and asked if we wanted to go to lunch. Kelly is out of town and he's bored lol"

"You mean horny." My husband said.

"Well, probably. But so are you.. it's like a default setting. I don't blame him, that sundress looks great on me" I said.

"True. So what are you asking? You want to meet up with Mike for lunch?"

"I dunno, maybe? We did have a good time and we have talked about them recently. It'd just be lunch anyway."

My phone buzzed again. It was Mike. "Hey, sorry I wasn't trying to be too forward. My little head got doing the thinking and I wasn't trying to be pushy. It would be great to see you guys again soon!" I swiped the message away and went back to typing my husband.

"Or we could skip lunch and go straight to dessert" I teased him and snapped a picture and hit send.

"Mmm, fuck I was hoping you'd say that. Your pussy looks just as I remember it." -Mike

Fuck. I had tapped Mike's message instead of swiping it away and sent him that last message instead of my husband. Now what do I say?

Before I could figure it out I got another text from my husband. "I mean it's just lunch. Go for it if you want."

"Babe, I was texting you and Mike at the same time and meant to tease you but sent a picture to Mike. 🙈"

"Lol you did not! How did that happen?"

I snapped a screenshot of the text and he quickly realized the context and laughed. "Well, maybe it'll be more than lunch. Kinda hot thinking about you getting fucked while I'm out with my friends. Where's your head at?"

"Well, based on how wet I am I'd guess I'm somewhere between I want to get bent over and ravished and embarrassed I didn't notice."

"Well, he's already seen it before and I already said go for it, but now it feels a little more serious. Be careful and have fun please use a condom if you go through with it. You'll have to tell me his reaction 😂."

The next text that came in was from Mike. "So.. lunch back on the table?" Attached was a picture of him in a bathing suit, visibly erect.

"No. Let's skip the pleasantries and you can fuck me first. We can do lunch another time."

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This has gotten to be way longer than I expected. I'm happy to continue with part two if this is as fun to read as it is to write.