“Hello Mr. and Mrs. Doubleplay,
This is Jane (not my real name). Believe it or not we have actually met and said hello a couple of times in our real life. We met about two years ago right around the first time you messaged us. I know you well enough to know that I like you and think we could be friends but not enough to know if we can trust you. Beyond that, we actually have a few mutual friends and cross paths from time to time.
We have had a strict a ‘no locals’ rule that has served us well so far. We have been beyond discrete because I am paranoid of even the slightest whispers about us and this lifestyle; too many judgers that wouldn't understand.
To be honest I'm still trying to figure out what role I want this lifestyle to play in my life and how to even define ourselves within it! I'm the one that plays and hubby watches and sometimes joins. I don't consider myself bi, or attracted to girls, and I'm not ready for full swap.
We have registered for the same party as you at the local club. This event will be our first party of this nature and we have no idea what to expect! The fact that you will be going presents an interesting situation for us. You'll recognize us and we'll be “out” to you whether we want to be or not. So I don't know where that leaves us.
Would I love to have local friends that are sexually free thinkers to hang out with from time to time? YES! So let me propose this…. Would you please have Mrs. D email me here.”
You can imagine our questions. Who was this couple that has been observing us from afar for two years? Are they attractive? Are they trustworthy?
I emailed back and asked them to please reveal themselves. It is only fair given how much they know about us. Thankfully, they did share who they were. And it turns out this mysterious woman is the hot mama that my husband has been ogling at the kids’ soccer games for two years. If he were to pick a woman in this town to be the mystery lady, he probably would pick her.
I set up a plan to meet this wonder woman for lunch at a local café. The suspense is killing us. In the meantime Mr. D and I are having some extremely hot sex ourselves as we fantasize about the possibilities. To be continued…