He invited him first to play with his wife.
Athletic but chill, a labourer like him. They got on well.
He has put the ad out on this very platform - Kiwi Swingers. Wanted Male for MFM.
He wanted to watch his wife get slammed, film her taking 2 cocks and fulfilling one of his many fantasies. 
Let's call this 'extra' male - Johan.

Johan was recently single, and had a super high sex drive. He liked his one on one encounters,  but sometimes hard to find a woman who wanted it as much as he did. MFM was an opportunity to fuck with no strings attached and the ability to walk away.

He ( the husband) made a joke to Johan. I know a dirty girl who you'd love.  She is a nymphomaniac, wet all the time and keen to satisfy  ( ...you guessed it, he was talking about me)

His wife and him joked about giving Johan my number ( although the wife retracted as she didn't want me to know she'd been sucking 2 cocks as she liked to appear lady like and above all that)  but I knew. He had told me.

He slipped me Johans number.
As much as he loved spending time with me (his dirty slutty mistress) he knew he couldn't give me the attention I desired.  He joked he could do with the break.

2 weeks later. I texted him.

" mutual friend flicked me your number, suggested we might have fun together, meet up? See if we spark"
He replied. Within 1 hour we were meeting for coffee.
Coffee shops were full and a plan B was quickly formed. Coffee cart and sit in the car.
The awkwardness of, im here, you here? My car is xxx, all that awkwardness faded away the moment we were in the car together.  The energy in the car was hypnotic. 

Knowing what we were both there for.

That assessment of 'do I want to be naked with you' along with the politeness of not wanting to seem too keen but also not opposed.

I left his car with my coffee cup still full, too much chatting and not enough time to sip. Conversation flowed. Once I was back in my car the decision was made. Id follow him to his place....

He was slightly ahead of me, so by the time i walked through his front door - he had time to pull the curtains closed and put some music on.
The moment the front door shut, we kissed.
Just like Cher - it's in his kiss. There is something when you kiss when you know its going to be a good fuck. It was going to be a good fuck. Johan could kiss.
If he could kiss. He could lick.

Next I was on my knees, pulling as his pants, his cock already hard.
He moaned the moment my mouth connected with his cock, he grabbed my hair and controlled the pace.  We stumbled into his bedroom.  It was here I warned him that I sometimes squirt. I suggested a towel. In hindsight- he wished he'd listened. His washing pile at the end of that session was very impressive.  ( going forward this became an ongoing joke that everytime I visited, became laundry day)

He was the escape I needed at the time. No emotions. No obligations, no tie to real life. Just raw animalistic fucking. And my god we physically connected.
His lean athletic body, slamming into my voluptuous full womanly figure. I worried I'd squash him sometimes, grinding ontop of him, his face buried in my bouncy boobs, nearly suffocating him in pleasure. 

We continue connecting over and over again. Nearly on a daily basis for while.

He ( the husband) loving our videos and antics.  Roadtrips where we fucked on a beach ( punters in view), behind the flaxes by a busy roundabout, in the car and all around.  Two insatiable appetites,  finding their match.

I was still enjoying the husband too. The duo to my/our Devious_Duo. Johan finding my tie to the husband perhaps a little uncomfortable.  His wife having no idea that her husband and her extra male Johan were dining out on me, regularly.

Ive lost contact with Johan. 
Was an amazing few months. When youre back in town let us know.
We never did get you to be the ' extra ' male in our MFM. you had him andnhis wife. My turn for him and me and you. Dont be shy x
( vervul my fantasie asseblief )