I'd never made out with a girl, not like this anyway and was feeling myself getting progressively wetter. Meanwhile Joe was just perched on the end of...the bed watching the show downing drink after drink gently rubbing over his crotch through his trousers. "Well I think someone is enjoying the show," says Joe as she nods over in his direction. I turn to see what seems to biggest bulge through someone's trousers that I've ever seen. If I don't somehow find a way to fuck that bad boy later I would. After a few weeks I was contacted by the male half of a couple interested in a MMF bi meet. The photos on their profile were good but nothing special so I wasn't particularly hopeful. However we exchanged email addresses and they sent some private pics that they hadn't posted on their public profile. As I opened the first email I was astounded. The wife was absolutely beautiful; firm shapely breasts, a tight tummy, a beautiful shaved pussy with her inviting lips protruding and a great shot of. I am concerned as I did not shave my pussy this morning and I know that anytime I am with him, I have better be smooth enough to run a knife blade over. Following the directions, I walk silently behind you, go upstairs, and follow your directions. About 5 mins later, you come upstairs with that look on his face. You still haven’t spoke to me. You get your knife out, spreads my legs even wider and starts running the blade lightly over to see if I am smooth. You command me to stand up, bend. “So, Cindy, come with me and I’ll show you around.”After that, both women left as the grand tour got going. As we drove back home Cindy said she was both impressed and turned on by what she saw, namely couples having sex, especially the interracial coupling.That’s when I got some hope the fantasy just might come true. Hopefully in the way I wanted although there could be surprises. A couple of months later we had given up on the Internet as there were so many flakes. By then we had become.