The one where I tasted married pussy [FF]

I do not fuck with married men, or ones in relationship. The moment I find out, I’m gone. Sorry. Not going to do it. Not worth it. Ever.

So I don’t know why I didn’t have the same policy when Alexis revealed she was married. We had matched on Tinder, and the conversation was easy and flirty. I liked it, and she was cute. But again, could have said no. I didn’t. I just told her we’d remain friends, that there was a big ol’ wall that had to go up between anything happening romantically. But we continued to talk, about exploring sexuality and why I got divorced and why she was married and what was happening in our days.

The time I was the unicorn for a work friend, her husband [MFF]

Very short about me: Mid-30s, divorced, no kids, increasingly open about my bisexuality and living my best life since the vaccine made that possible.

A few months ago my work friend, Jane, came to me. We’re pretty tight, hanging out outside of work and texting about random things, and so while I was surprised I wasn’t shocked about what came out of her mouth. She said her and her husband, Mark, had been exploring the idea of a threesome, and she wanted to know if I was at all interested. I was! I’ve always thought she was pretty and Mark is a good looking guy, but just never thought they were into that sort of thing. Apparently they are …

They are a few years older than me and have kids, so we agree that they’ll come over to my place for maximum privacy. I have some light snacks ready when they arrive, and we share a couple of drinks. I could tell they were both really nervous, and honestly so was I. So I summon all my courage and tell Jane to follow me to the bedroom for a minute. I tell Mark to wait, we’ll be right back.