I really like meeting up with couples. I think a lot of the enjoyment comes from joining a pre-existing dynamic. It’s also a huge turn on to know that I’m hooking up with someone’s partner and they’re enjoying it. I feel like I’m getting away with something.
Anyway…
Last summer I found a couple on tinder. He lived in town, but she was only visiting for the weekend, so we decided to meet up sooner rather than later. They let me know over videochat that he had just broken his ankle hiking. This would come into play later.
She greeted me when I pulled into their driveway. She was taller than I was with bigger tits and a warm smile. I don’t typically show up to people’s houses without meeting in a public place first, so I was a little nervous. These guys seemed fairly safe and normal. We went inside.
When I got into the house, he was sitting on the couch with his leg propped up. There was a mattress taking up most of the living room floor. She made a joke about being too presumptuous (it was really there because it was kind of hard for him to get up the stairs). The windows were all open and the sun shone in. He assured me his housemate wouldn’t be home for a few hours.