A couple years before my wife and I opened our marriage, I came out as bisexual to her. She took it well. Didn’t really care. We were monogamous. I spoke freely of my desire for another man and suggested we bring one into our bedroom. Hard pass.
I just couldn’t let it go. To the point where I asked her for a hall pass to experiment with a guy. A one time deal. She agreed.
I jumped on Grindr and started chatting with dudes. I was honest with them, saying I was married to a woman and looking to mess around a bit. Swap oral, maybe a bit more. It didn’t take long to find a handsome guy in the exact same boat as me. He was the same age, married to a woman and looking for some dick.
We met at a local bar with no intentions of getting naked…just to say hi. It went well. We talked about our families, work, had a few laughs and decided we were gunna blow each other. A week later, we met at a motel 6 down the road from my place. I got there first, I cleaned up, stripped down to my boxers and waited for him.