Friday Dinner

I had graduated from Nursing School and had started my internship at a local hospital six months earlier. The lead nurse in the ward I worked in was an older lady- late 30'- named Jackie. She was really sweet and took me under her wings almost immediately. We really got along well. We worked the day shift and things were always busy and I was really enjoying the job. I had made it known to Jackie that I was Gay and asked her to keep it on the down low- she had no problem with it. I had never had a real boyfriend- I dated a few guys and that was pretty much it. I was pretty much a "Vanilla" type of guy- no one would have guessed that I was Gay. I was just an average, normal guy starting out a new career.

Jackie had been on me for a couple weeks to come over to her house for dinner. I never was one to hang out with coworkers and I kept putting her off until one Thursday when she absolutely insisted that I come over the following evening for dinner and cocktails with her and her husband, whom I had never met. I asked if I should bring anything- Jackie answered that we were having spaghetti and a couple bottles of red wine would do finely. So, the next evening I went home and showered and changed clothes, stopped by the local package store and picked up some good red wine and showed up at their place promptly at 7PM. They had a nice house. Jackie's husband, Stan, met me at the door. Stan was a larger guy- he looked to be a little older than Jackie. He stood about 6'4", probably 240 lbs. with black hair and a touch of gray at the temples. He introduced himself and invited me in, asking if I wanted a cocktail. I said 'fine" and he went off to mix some martinis while I walked into the kitchen and started to talk with Jackie.

Everything went fine over dinner- just idle chit-chat about work and that- but Stan seemed a little on the fidgety side, not saying much, just sitting there and smiling, occasionally joining in the conversation. We drank one of the bottles of wine over dinner, and on top of the two martinis I had before dinner, I was feeling a little tipsy. After dinner we retired to the den and Stan opened the other bottle of wine and we sat and talked some more. There were a few "pregnant pauses" in the conversation, where Stan would look at me, smile, then look over at Jackie. After one such pause, Jackie turned to Stan and said "What do you think?" Stan smiled nervously, fidgeting more in his seat on the couch. I was sitting next to him and Jackie was across the room in a recliner. Stan, looked at me and smiled then turned to Jackie and said "I guess." I turned to Jackie with a puzzled look and said "What?"

Jackie paused a second, looked at Stan then back at me. "This is going to seem really weird." "What?" I answered, laughing a bit. Jackie paused again. "Well, there's no other way to put it so I'll just ask you straight out. Stan and I aren't your normal, run of the mill couple. We like to, well, have a little fun." "What do you mean by fun" I asked. Stan let out a nervous laugh and answered "Well, we like to swing. We're swingers."

"You're kidding..." I replied, "you mean swing as in sex?" Stan smiled and nodded his head yes. Jackie looked at Stan then back at me, smiling. "Stan has been, shall we say, a little curious about being with another guy while I watch." My jaw dropped. "You mean you want to watch me have sex with your husband?"

She laughed. "Yeah, you could put it that way. What do you think?"

"I don't know," I replied "I never have done anything like that." I grabbed my wine glass, and swallowed the whole thing down. "You really want to do this?" I said, looking at Stan. Stan paused a second. "Yes. Are you going to be okay with this?" I thought for a second. "You mean... uh...sex as in kissing and all that? Getting naked in bed?" I looked at Jackie. She was fidgeting in her chair now and answered "Would you be comfortable with this- with me in there watching? We've done it before.He's watched me have sex with other men and I've watched him have sex with other women. It's something we enjoy and we are totally okay with it."

My mouth was still hanging open in disbelief. "You'd be naked too?" I said to Jackie. "Yes, I'll be sitting across the room in my chair just watching." I thought about it for a few minutes. The alcohol was making me a little horny and Stan was a pretty good looking guy. I did have something for older men too... "You wouldn't, like, join in or anything?" I asked Jackie. She shook her head no. "I guess I'd be okay with it. What do you want me to do?" Stan looked over at me, placing his hand on my leg and answered "Well, I guess we just go at it and take it wherever it goes. I'm open to just about anything, but I must admit I'm rather nervous about doing it with another guy. It's something I've never done before in my life."

Jackie stood. "Shall we go into the bedroom?" Stan got up too and I just sat there for a second. "What the hell" I said and stood up and followed them into the bedroom. We got in the bedroom and Jackie lit a couple of candles and turned out the lights. I sat on the edge of the bed and Stan sat down next to me. "Well, let's get started then" Stan said and started to undo his shirt. I stood, paused, looked over at Jackie and said "Are you sure about this?" "Yes," she replied, "just pretend I'm not even here." I stood and slowly got undressed. My heart was practically pounding out of my chest. I looked over at Jackie.

She had slipped out of her clothes rather quickly and sat it the chair. I looked over at Stan as he pulled off his pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear. He had a slight paunch to his gut and beneath that a thick patch of pubic hair, a large set of hairy balls drawn tight against his groin and a very chubby 4" or so cock. I nervously pulled off my t-shirt, removed my shoes and socks, then stood and pulled down my pants and underwear and stood in front of Stan awaiting a first move. Stan had a very nervous smile on his face and said "You look very nice", scanning down my naked torso and reaching over and placing my flaccid 5" cock in his hand.

Stan drew in close to me and put his free hand around my waist, drawing me in and nervously approaching my mouth with his. I could smell the alcohol on his breath as he leaned in a little closer and gave me a quick, nervous peck on my lips, then pulled back, smiled and leaned in again, pressing his lips firmly against mine and slightly opening his mouth. I returned the kiss, looking nervously to the side at Jackie. She had spread her legs slightly, exposing her fleshy, shaved vagina and was gently fingering herself as she watched. I reached down with my left hand and cupped Stan's huge balls in it and started to softly massage them as we kissed. I have to admit that Stan, for never having been with another man before, was an amazing kisser. Our tongues were darting back and forth in each other's mouths.

I started to work my way down Stan's neck, kissing and licking him until I reached his firm, brown hairy nipples then gently started to suckle them, moving back and forth between them. Stan threw his head back a bit and started to moan softly, saying "That feels good." I could hear Jackie softly moaning too, as she fingered her clit. I continued working Stan's nipples for a while, reaching around and massaging his firm ass then returned to his mouth, pressing my body tight against his. I felt the firmness of his now erect cock pressing against my stomach. Stan started to move down on my body, lowering himself to his knees then gently playing with my stiff 6" shaft before slowly taking it in his mouth. I looked down at him as he looked up at me and smiled, with my cock part way in his mouth. He slowly sucked my cock, taking the full length of it into his mouth, rapping his tongue around the head of my shaft and licking it.