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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is a true story about the first time myself and my wife dipped our toes into swinging and threesome..before our journey on Fab.
Claire had suggested to me a couple of weeks to have a look at escorts in the Manchester area and see if there was one that took my fancy, obviously she would have to be Bi as we both wanted to share her.
After looking on many websites did a search of Bi Escorts in the midlands and the North West; I found one, she was in her twenties, had a gorgeous figure, long blonde hair and was very attractive. Her profile name was Louise. Claire…didn’t say much. She just nodded and smiled with excitement.
So I emailed her and asked if she was available on the Tuesday night .
Louise replied very quickly and the arrangements were set up |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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We had booked into the Crowne Plaza near the airport.
We arrived about 4pm; so we checked in and went up to our room to take the bags etc. the room was on the tenth floor; it was a nice enough room; nothing special but it was clean and fresh a nice king size bed; all in all fit for purpose.
So we unpacked what we needed to and freshened up and went back down stairs to get a coffee and something to eat.
We returned to our room around six thirty, opened a bottle of red wine we had took with us sat and had a drink chatting excitedly about What was to come.
We both showered and got ready; I just put on a shirt and a pair of casual trouser, I had decided to go commando, or should I say my wife decided I would go commando, I didn’t bother with socks I couldn’t see the point. The main reason for My wife not wanting me to wear pants; was because these trousers were quite tight around the crotch and were quite a thin material so if I got even slightly aroused it was very easy to spot. She is a bit of a perv like that.
My wife wore a short figure hugging black dress, quite low cut around her bust, lace top black stockings and suspenders and five inch heels. She looked her usual stunning self.
We had arranged with the escort to call us when she got into the car park.
Ten to eight and my phone rang, it was her , I told her to come into the main entrance turn immediately left and she would see the lifts; come up to the tenth floor and We would meet her at the security door to the rooms.
“That`s great I will see you in a few minutes” She replied.
Once you got out of the lift you needed a door card to gain access to the accommodation area so my wife and I agreed she should go and meet her so she felt comfortable.
My wife left the room and walked down the corridor to the security door to meet her, she left our door ajar.
A few minutes later I could hear voices approaching our room; I stared at the door in anticipation; wondering will she be the same as her pictures; I was hoping so because they were stunning. |
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