Mallory and Brian decide to have another man join for a threesome. They met at a bar to break the ice. Mallory was dressed very sexily, her cleavage on display. Mallory was the center of attention all night, flirting with both men. It was obvious to the bartender what the night had in store. The three of them decided to head to the hotel. The uber ride was filled with tension and increased flirtation. Upon arrival to the hotel, the front desk staff could tell what was going to happen even though Brian and Mallory had previously checked in. The elevator ride was filled with Mallory sandwiched between the two men, once kissing her neck and shoulders from behind, the other kissing her neck and mouth from the front. The night is filled with the men paying attention to Mallory individually and together, making her pleasure the center of attention, hands and mouths everywhere. The two men are straight and do not engage in sexual activities with each other.

Chapter 1: Exposition

The neon lights of The Tipsy Elk flickered and cast playful shadows on the polished wooden bar, creating an intimate ambiance that was both sultry and inviting. Mallory, with her olive skin and curly brown hair, stood out against the dimly lit backdrop as she leaned casually on the counter, her eyes scanning the room. She wore a low-cut, red dress that hugged her curves just right, accentuating her perfect 40G breasts. Her brown eyes sparkled with a mix of confidence and anticipation, a hint of a mischievous smile playing at the corner of her lips.

Mallory and Brian were at the bar but this wasn’t a normal Friday night. They had an evening planned. A night that was both thrilling and a little bit naughty. Brian, her husband and partner of ten plus years, had encouraged her to let her inhibitions go. He had always been open to exploring their sexuality, and tonight, she was going to take him up on that. She had arranged to meet a handsome stranger, Alex, at the Tipsy Elk. The bar was their usual haunt, but tonight, it felt different. The air was charged with a sense of anticipation, and Mallory could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

The bartender, a man named Tom, was a fixture at the Tipsy Elk. He was a wise, observant man with a knowing smile that could read people like an open book.

He had seen Mallory and Brian walk in together, and he had seen the way Mallory's eyes darted around the room, searching for something—or someone. He had seen the way Brian's hand rested on the small of her back, a possessive gesture that was both reassuring and exciting. Tom had seen it all before, and he knew what was coming. He gave Mallory a subtle nod and a knowing smile, his eyes flicking towards the door where Alex was expected to enter.

As if on cue, the door to the Tipsy Elk swung open, and in walked Alex. He was tall and athletic, with dark hair that was slightly disheveled, as if he had just run his fingers through it.

His eyes were a piercing blue, and he had a confident stride that spoke of a man who was comfortable in his own skin. He scanned the room, his gaze landing on Mallory, who gave him a subtle nod and a smile. Alex made his way towards the bar, his eyes never leaving Mallory's.

"Alex," Mallory said, her voice a low purr as he approached. "I'm glad you could make it."

Alex leaned in, his voice a low rumble. "I wouldn't miss this for the world."

Brian, who had been nursing his drink, looked up and extended a hand. "Brian," he said, his voice steady and calm.

"I'm Alex. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Brian's handshake was firm, and he held Alex's gaze for a moment before releasing him. "The pleasure is mine, Alex. I've heard a lot about you."

Alex raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Oh, really? And what have you heard?"

Brian chuckled, a low sound that was both amused and slightly nervous. "Let's just say, I'm looking forward to getting to know you better."

Mallory interjected, her voice light and playful. "Well, Alex, you're here now.

What can I get you to drink?" Mallory asked, her eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and mischief. She knew exactly what she wanted, but she was enjoying the dance, the anticipation.

Alex looked at the array of bottles behind the bar, his eyes lingering on the top-shelf whiskey. "I'll have a bourbon, neat. Something strong, like the company I'm keeping tonight."

Tom, the bartender, poured the drink with a practiced hand, sliding it across the bar to Alex. "Here you go, Alex. A man after my own heart."

Alex took a sip, his eyes never leaving Mallory's. "So, Mallory, Brian tells me you have a...

unique evening planned," Alex said, his voice trailing off, leaving the sentence open to interpretation. Mallory felt a shiver run down her spine, a mix of excitement and anticipation. She loved how Alex played along, his words carefully chosen, his tone casual yet laced with promise.

Mallory took a sip of her wine, her eyes locked with Alex's. "Well, Alex, I thought we could start the evening here, get to know each other better. Then, maybe... find somewhere more private to continue our conversation."

Brian chuckled, taking a swig of his beer.

"Mallory, you're making our guest nervous. Alex, she's just playing with you. She's a tease, but she's our kind of tease, aren't you, honey?"

Mallory laughed, a sound that was both musical and sultry. "Oh, Brian, you know me so well. But Alex, don't worry, I promise I won't keep you in suspense for too long. I just like to build the anticipation."

Alex leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "I can handle anticipation, Mallory. In fact, I quite enjoy it. It's like... foreplay.

The buildup, the tension, the anticipation of what's to come. It's like the first taste of a fine wine, or the first note of a symphony. It's the anticipation that makes the experience all the more satisfying."

Mallory's eyes widened slightly, a hint of surprise in her gaze. She had expected Alex to be confident, but his words were more than just bravado. They were genuine, and they spoke of a man who knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to take it.

Brian, who had been watching the exchange with a mix of amusement and pride, chuckled. "Well, Alex, it seems you've got a way with words.

I like that," Mallory said, her voice a low purr. She took another sip of her wine, her eyes never leaving Alex's. "And you're right, anticipation is a delicious game. But I think we've played enough for tonight. What do you say we continue this... conversation elsewhere?"

Alex's eyes flashed with a mix of excitement and anticipation. He took a final sip of his bourbon, setting the glass down with a soft thud. "I thought you'd never ask," he said, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

He stood up, his tall frame unfolding from the chair with an ease that spoke of an athlete's grace. "Shall we?" he asked, extending a hand towards Mallory.

Mallory took his hand, feeling a jolt of electricity at his touch. She stood up, her curvy frame swaying slightly as she found her balance in her heels. She looked at Brian, who was watching them with a mix of excitement and pride. "Are you coming, Brian?" she asked, her voice a low purr.

Brian took a moment, finishing his beer before standing up. "Wouldn't miss it for the world," he said, his voice steady and calm.