When I first met my boyfriend I was completely honest with him about being bi and wanting to experience threesomes with someone I cared about. He had never had the pleasure and was open to it. After setting some ground rules we began the arduous task of finding a girl or couple that we felt compatible with.
After a couple months of searching we met this girl on tinder that seemed great so we set up an initial date at a wine bar on a Friday night. She is beautiful, late twenties, maybe 120 pounds, blonde and an amazing body. To give some context, I’m also late twenties, brunette hair, fairly petite but with all the right curves and he is early 40s, sexy graying hair, and average build with a great dick.
We all hit it off immediately. Pretty early on in the evening she starts holding my hand and then caressing my leg under the table before she and I then go to the bathroom and start making out passionately. We went through two bottles of wine and she got more and more handsy with me as the night went on – I was a little concerned about my boyfriend’s comfortability but he seemed to be enjoying it.