Why I (m) prefer [MMF] over [MFF]

So I had posted before about a threesome with two girls, which was a lot of fun. This is my story of one of my threesomes with a couple and why I prefer a couple.

Years ago I worked with a woman who was into swinging with her husband. I was married at the time, but she left an open invite. I left my job and we talked a bit but nothing crazy. The offer still stood.
I ended up filing for divorce and called her that day.

“Hey Sally, I filed for divorce.”

“OH I’m sorry! Are you ok?”

“Yeah, it’s actually a relief.”

“So…. are you still interested?”

“Absolutely!”

Yelling to her husband: “Hey Mike! My friend filed for divorce and wants to play. Yeah? Ok.”
*Returning to the phone*
“Can you come over tonight?”

“I’m on my way!”

So I drove down and we hung out on the deck. Her husband asked me if I was comfortable being naked around another man, which I obviously was. We had a couple cocktails and then Mike said it was time to play. So off the three of us go to the bedroom. We all lay down and start making out with Sally. Now she likes it rough: choking, gagging, hard fucking, hair pulling, and I was totally into it.

I [M] couldn’t believe this happened [FF]

Several years ago I was freshly divorced and trying to get back out there. Social media was just becoming a thing and I ended up reconnecting with a high school friend (alias Trish) on MySpace (I know… I know). We had been chatting for awhile when she told me she was going through a divorce. We talked for about a month and one night she said she was hanging out with her sister and her sister’s fiancé and asked me to come over for drinks and cards. I gladly obliged.

I head on over to her sister’s house with a bottle of good Russian vodka, greet Trish and get introduced to her sister Tina and Tina’s fiance Greg. They both seem cool, and the conversation and drinks flow as we play euchre. We’re all pretty intoxicated when Greg says, “I have to pee”. Trish offers to help him, which seemed odd but we are pretty drunk. They take off to the back yard, leaving Tina and me at the table.

“That’s a bit odd.” I said.

“Eh, no biggie. I’m not worried.” Says Tina.

“Honestly I’m a bit jealous. If Trish is helping your boyfriend, who’s gonna help me?!” I joked.