My wife and I are somewhat experienced with this because we had some threesomes way back. Life got busy, so it's been years since we played but we'd occasionally talk about doing it again. Last year it became a much more frequent topic and more serious in terms of actually doing it. She was really into banging someone else and I was excited for it to happen, we've had a pretty lucky and positive agreement like that.
We weren't sure how to do it though, she never really loved threesomes...liked the sex, but too much going on, and now because of the history she felt like it was kind of something you just do while high in college. So, we agreed that while I'd be there, I'd just watch. She's always wanted to do it with someone we knew, but our friends now are basically our kid's friend's parents, so we finally decided to actually go out and look online.
After posting an ad online, she found someone she was really attracted to and who seemed really cool. This past weekend we did the whole meet up at a bar thing, and he was awesome, we hung out for like 3 hours and we agreed to invite him home.
We had the place to ourselves for the night so we made drinks and just hung out, went to our den in the basement and they sat together, I was on the other side of the room on another couch. They started fooling around eventually he fingered her and she started blowing him. Part way through though he started talking to me, like dirty talk asking if I was hard and stuff and kept it up while she was going at it. At some point she stopped and he kept talking to me and said a bunch of humiliating things and said I should get undressed too. I was kind of surprised because we all said I was just going to watch, but I looked at her and she just gave me a sort of "whatever" look, so I rolled with it.
After that though I sat down and they kept going at it for a while, till they were ready to have sex. She stood up to take the rest of her clothes off and he started talking to me again and was saying all this stuff, and basically told me I should leave and go upstairs. I looked to her again and at first I think she was as surprised as I was and eventually said that it was up to me. To be honest, this shit makes me so nervous...I couldn't eat at the bar beforehand, and then combined with everything going on and the surprise of it, in my head I just said fuck it and went upstairs.
I know, I know. Shouldn't have deviated from the plan, should communicate and all that. Just in the moment of somewhat drunken nervousness we didn't. Not surprisingly I got upset by the whole thing. They hooked up for a while and then came up and he left a while later. Then she realized I was upset, and she also kind of got upset and also frustrated. We didn't end up having sex afterward that night, but the next day we had a really hot mutual masturbation session that was totally self deprecating and based on the same stuff I was upset about the night before.
We're excited to do this again and have learned from this encounter, no matter WHAT, stick to the plan. We're all good now.
FUCK MY WIFE!