Bi-Couple

As I normally did after sex in toilets, I went home and in bed would lie and wank my cock thinking of what had taken place that night.
The more I thought of his invite and the more the pleasure of the wank increased, the more the idea of meeting his wife appealed to me.
The next time we met, a few days later, I said, “Yes, I would love to meet your wife, but when and where”? He said, “At my house, but we will have to give her time to be prepared to meet you”!
So we made a firm date to go to his home, which was about a week later, if I remember correctly.
He picked me up in his car outside “our” toilets and took me to his house. His wife opened the door and I plainly remember my first reaction. She is old enough to be my mother. She was beautifully dressed in a lovely loose outfit with stockings and heels and her face was expertly made up. Just a lovely woman!!! She greeted me with a kiss and put her arm around my shoulder and took me into the lounge. She sat beside me on the sofa while her husband poured us a drink. We made small talk for a time then things began to veer towards talking about sex. She told me that her husband had come home each time he and I had sexual activity, and up-dated her on the details. I can’t really remember if I blushed at that, but I did feel embarrassed. She must have seen that, because she leaned across and kissed me full on the mouth. Then she said that they were both very open and truthful with each other, sharing both their sexual exploits with each other. It emerged that they were both bisexual, and each had the freedom to pursue their lusts. They were very open with me telling me that they had a few bisexual friends whom they met with occasionally for sex. I have to admit that at twenty-two I had not heard of bisexual before. This was a very sexually exciting experience for me.