The Debrief: Our First Threesome - His Perspective, Part II

Erotic massage quickly turns into a soft threesome

It was a Sunday morning. We had woken up early and, after working out, decided to take the car to get to our 10 am appointment with H in the city center.

Out of nervousness, we must have arrived about 45 minutes early for our appointment, so we went for a short walk around the building where H has her apartment. During the walk, we talked about what the experience would be like, imagining only a small part of what was about to happen.

Nervously, we rang the building's doorbell, waiting for a response. H, on the other side, opened the door and asked us to take the elevator to the top floor, where she was waiting to receive us.

The first glimpse of H was spectacular. She was wearing a dark green silk robe and had a smile that was half-innocent, half-mischievous. We greeted each other with two kisses and a warm gesture with her arm. I remember the smell of spring coming from her neck as she leaned forward to greet me.

H escorted us to the room, where there was a huge bed and quiet chill-out music was playing. The half-closed blinds allowed a soft ray of light to enter. H asked us to make ourselves comfortable while she went to get a bottle of water.

My wife and I were left alone in the room for a moment. The level of excitement between us was enormous. So much so that we couldn't resist the temptation to start kissing while one's hands slowly undressed the other and vice versa.

"Knock, knock - can I come in, guys?" H asked from outside the room.