Some years ago, I spotted a woman on AW (no longer active, so there's no point in saying who) to whom I was really attracted. Incredibly sexy, she seemed. Only problem was, she worked with her husband as a couple. You were welcome to just fuck her and have nothing to do with the husband. But the husband was going to be in the room, come what may.
I had a long talk with her on the phone and explained that I was straight and just didn't feel I'd be able to perform with another man in the room, never mind her husband. She was helpful and understanding but said that that was the deal - take it or leave it. She said that her husband was well used to punters not wanting him in the room. He would take no interest in us. He would just get on with work on his laptop. Once she and I got going, she said, I'd forget all about him.
Despite serious misgivings on my part, lust took over and I arranged a two hours meeting. I found them both charming and very easy to get on with. The meeting actually lasted for around five hours, though I only paid for two. We talked and drank wine for a couple of hours, then she and I got down to it. It was incredibly exciting having someone else in the room. I just hadn't expected this, but it was a real adrenalin rush. She clearly got off on it, too. The sex was some of the best I'd ever enjoyed. She was every bit as good as I'd hoped she'd be. Before the end, and to my astonishment, I suggested her husband should join us on the bed. That was when I began to realise the amazing possibilities afforded by a threesome.
I saw them a couple of dozen times again, over the next four years, until they split up and she moved away from the area. But this experience gave me a taste for 3-somes and moresomes and I've probably seen another ten different couples since then. I've enjoyed every couple I've met.
So, Taggart, I really can understand your reluctance. But if you give it a go, you might surprise yourself. And now I think about it, I'd much rather have the other half in the room, rather than lurking in the bathroom. There's something a bit creepy about that.