Erotic Threesomes
Darren G. Burton
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Sexpert
Damien brought two mugs of tea into the study. He placed one on the desk next to his wife, Jenny, who was busy searching an adult dating site on the internet. He took up a seat in a swivel chair beside her and sipped from his steaming brew.
People often mistook the newlyweds for brother and sister. They were of similar height, both had very blonde hair, like the kind surfers often have. Their facial features were quite defined and very alike. Both had athletic builds and were very lean and free of body fat.
He lit a smoke, put a hand on his wife’s shoulder and leaned in closer to look at the screen. “Find anything interesting?”
“Not yet,” Jenny replied. “I’m not even really sure what I’m looking for.”
Damien blew smoke towards the open window off to the left of the desk. “Someone who’s experienced and doesn’t mind hooking up with a pair of novices to show us a few tricks.”
Jenny sighed heavily and leaned back in her chair. She picked up her mug and drank some tea, then lit her own cigarette. After puffing away thoughtfully for a minute, she said, “Problem is, there are so many couples on there looking for a woman to join them. These single girls must get absolutely bombarded by men and couples hitting them up for sex. I don’t know how we’re going to manage to get through to anyone.” She paused, sipped from her mug and drew on her smoke. “I’ve sent messages to so many girls since we joined this site, and not a single response.”
Damien could see that she was getting frustrated. “Is it worth pursuing?” he asked.
“It is if we want to do what we’ve so often talked about. I want to experience being with a woman; but only with you involved as well. You want to try a threesome with me and another girl. And you know I’ve always fantasized about watching you pleasure another woman.”
He nodded. “Not to mention that we’re both sexually inexperienced. I know I’d like to learn how to be a better lover.”
“Part of that would be freeing ourselves of our inhibitions. With another person involved that would have to happen naturally, wouldn’t it? We’d be forced to loosen up. Wouldn’t we?”
“Sounds good in theory,” Damien agreed. He drew on his cigarette and blew smoke rings towards the ceiling while he mulled it over. Suddenly he sat upright and stabbed his smoke out in an ashtray. “What we need is an expert; a woman who specializes in this sort of thing.”
“You mean a hooker?” Jenny said.
“No, not a hooker exactly. Kind of. Someone whose services you hire. More of a teacher, or a tutor.”
“A sexpert,” Jenny blurted out and laughed.
“Exactly. A woman who is an expert at teaching couples the finer points of sex.”
“And where do we find one of those?” Jenny wanted to know.
Damien shrugged. “I don’t know. Is there some sort of classifieds on that site you’re looking at?”
Jenny checked the links at the top of the page. She paused on one. “What about Sponsors?”
“Try it.”
She clicked the link and they both waited for the page to load. When it did, the page was littered with images - many sexual - advertising various services related to sex and adult dating.
Damien let Jenny search the ads while he relaxed in his chair, where he finished his tea and smoked another cigarette.
“Here’s something,” said Jenny, sounding excited.
Damien sat forward and looked at the screen. Jenny pointed to a picture of a busty and curvaceous brunette woman of about thirty-five wearing red lingerie. The title of the ad was Sexpert.
He laughed. “That’s gotta be a sign.”
“I know. I only just said that exact same word a minute ago.”
“Learn the finer points of lovemaking from a master of the art,” Damien read the ad text. “Couple specialist, but single men and women most welcome.”
“Call Mandy for an appointment,” Jenny finished it off. “She looks hot, doesn’t she?”