I have always had a fantasy involving two guys. A few months ago, Alex and I discussed tryingto make this fantasy real for me. We found Matt online. After a couple months of discussing oneon one and as a threesome, we laid the groundwork for meeting and potentially having a scenetogether if the chemistry was great in person. Our agreement would include a consent/non-consent scene if I gave it the green light. My code to proceed with our plans would be ordering aShirley Temple from the bar. Everything was agreed upon and Matt and Alex discussed theirplans separately.
We planned a date halfway between our locations, in a city with an active nightlife. Alex and Ibooked a hotel for the two, possibly three of us, and were meeting Matt at a local night club.Matt fits my type. Slightly older, built arms and shoulders, and tattoos for days. You could easilysee the similarities between Alex and Matt. As a submissive, Alex is my husband and dominant.
He took the lead and pulled us to the bar. He ordered our drinks as Matt approached andintroduced himself formally. The conversation flowed, laughs were shared as the small andsubtle touches started from both men. The attention was intoxicating. The anticipation waselectrifying. I ordered my Shirley Temple from the bartender and set things into motion.