The Time We Picked Someone Up Through F**ebook

My wife and I had met Nora on Facebook. She’d been lonely for quite a while since her husband left her three years ago, and her attempts at dating had gone badly. We’d seen her post pictures of herself before going out for the past year and more and more, we both were wondering what her huge rack was like under those tight shirts. We contacted her and dropped several subtle hints over the course of a few weeks and eventually began dropping references to swingers.

We gauged her interest as being open to the idea, but was waiting for the perfect opportunity to suggest it and on chat we dropped the hint one night on chat when she said “I wonder what it’d be like with a couple.” That was the opening my wife wanted. She checked me out of the way and began to take over the chat.

“Marie here now. are you really curious?”

“Yeah. I guess. why?”

“Because we can make that happen if you want.” No one ever accused my wife of being subtle.

“OMG! Are u serius?”

“Totally serious. You’re very nice and you deserve to have fun.”

There was a long pause which worried both of us. It was probably just a minute but it seemed like forever. My wife was actually about to write the whole thing off when Nora’s reply came across. It was her cell phone number with the words, “txt me.”

It seemed odd, but my wife grabbed her phone and sent out a simple “hi.” It was a few seconds before Nora’s response came across. Our jaws dropped.

It was a photo of Nora obviously holding the camera out at arms length, looking at us and biting her lip, obviously trying to look either nervous or innocent, but holding her shirt and bra up with her other hand. After it came, she chimed back in on the chat and asked if we liked her picture.

I was getting very hard and my wife typed in to Nora, “oh yes. Does this mean you’re interested?”

While waiting on her response, Marie told me to get my dick out, we were going to send her a picture. She pulled up her shirt and told me to lay my hard cock on her chest and take a picture. As I hit send, Nora’s response came through chat.

“Of course.”