It's July, I contacted a man on a site because he had posted an ad to meet a couple. He seemed good to me and above all frank in his speech. After a few exchanges I gave him my phone number so that we could communicate more easily. I arranged to meet him on a Friday evening at Trinque Fougasse, a pub far from home. We arrived together in the parking lot and I recognized his pink Bermuda shorts and his blue T-shirt. We sat down at a table and had a beer. The exchanges were nice and I explained to him what we were looking for and that the meeting would take place in a libertine club tomorrow afternoon if he was up for it. He didn't know anything about the libertine scene and asked me a lot of questions. He asked me what Madame was like and if she knew about it. I explained to him that she knew that I had an appointment with him but nothing more. He asked me what she was like, I told him, if you come tomorrow afternoon you'll get to know her. The evening goes well and the appointment is made for the next day at 4 p.m. In the evening he sends me a message telling me that he is impatient. Saturday afternoon 3:30 p.m. I receive a message from him telling me that he is already in the club. Here we are at 4 p.m. in the locker room, very light outfit for Madame in black lace. We cross the club and go outside where I see our friend in the pool. I take off my pareo, Madame takes off her outfit. She has breasts that I love a 95D, here we are in the pool. The introductions are made, a few touches. I notice that our friend is starting to have an erection. He gets closer to Madame, starts to stick to her, behind her back while she is facing me. He gently grabs her breasts and starts to tickle her nipples. The day before I explained to her that she loved these caresses but very gently. I put a hand between her thighs and she is already wet. A woman's excitement ...

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