Chapter 3 - The proposition 

The room was cluttered with customers, mostly men, but a few women. Eric noticed one man rubbing his crotch as he read the back of a DVD cover in the fetish section, exhibition video no doubt. Beside a man standing in the book and magazine aisle, there was a woman talking into his ear. This man was crimson, but appeared to try to act cool. The man met Eric's gaze then quickly avoided it. Eric was wondering what they were discussing. 

Eric had recently discovered the thrill of strap-on pornography, so he made his way to that section. There he found the DVD's divided by sub-genre. Women-on-Women, Women-on-Men, Gangbang W-on-W, Gangbang W-on-M, etc... Eric, after studying the section for some time, was looking at one DVD with an image of a man being nailed at both ends by strap-on clad beauties when the woman he saw earlier walked up behind him. 

"Looks pretty hot," she whispered into Eric's ear, startling him almost causing him to drop the DVD. 

Fumbling with the case, Eric replied, "I was just browsing." 

"No need to explain to me, sweety, I'm not here to judge you," she said placing her small manicured hand upon his forearm. This served to set Eric at ease. 

"I saw you talking to that man beside the magazines, he looked rather flushed, you must've gotten him really hot and bothered," Eric said trying to make conversation. He wondered about this woman. Was she a working girl looking for a John? Was she the type that frequents adult bookstores to satisfy the cocktease within her? Was she a lonely housewife looking for a casual afternoon fuck? He was desperate to find out. 

"Oh, that's my husband, he gets like that whenever we go scouting for a third," she said matter of factly. She turned in the direction of the magazines to wave to the man as he furtively tried to watch her from behind a magazine. Upon seeing her wave, he turned another shade of crimson and turned around. 

"You mean you're swingers?" Eric asked a little stunned and intrigued. She now had his complete attention. That fluttering feeling returned to his gut as he mentally considered the possibilities. 

"Swingers is so old fashioned, we're just a couple that needs another person in order to get our kicks. There's no shame in it and we both find it hot. Sometimes we find the desire for a woman, other times its a man," she explained without remorse. 

Glancing at the husband as he slinked further away from them, Eric said, "Your husband seems to be rather embarassed about being here." 

Looking back at him with a pleasant smile on her face, "I know, it's just so cute to see him squirm like that. I bring him along so he knows who's in charge. Whenever we go prospecting he always gets all red and embarassed when he's forced to pick out a guy to join us." 

"So, he choose me, not you?" 

"Of course, sweety, but don't think that I wouldn't ride you home from the rodeo. I choose the women, he chooses the men. I was telling him how hot it would be to see him gobbling down a thick cock and then taking it up his ass, when he noticed you. He asked me what I thought and I told him I'd talk to you, so here we are," she revealed. 

"I've never done that sort of thing before," Eric admitted, yet not informing her that he never considered having a bisexual experience. Images flashed through his mind and his cock started to make a buldge in his pants. 

"That's all right sweety. We're not looking for a porn star. The newness is what's exciting, and since we've been accustomed with this, we like to get first timers. They tend to be the most explorative anyway." 

"I've only been with women, though," Eric finally confessed, still entertaining the possibility of opening a new chapter in his sexual experience. 

"But you still enjoy cock," she said tapping the strap-on video Eric was still holding in his hands. "Listen, there's no pressure. If you're interested, here's my card," she handed him a red business card with only a phone number centered in a bold black font, "give us a call sometime and we'll go from there, maybe for a drink, maybe more, no worries. Cool?" 

"You'll be involved too, right?" He asked in excitement. 

"We'll talk again soon," she said with that same confidence and control, then walked back to her husband lurking at the end of the aisle. Eric followed them with his eyes until they exited the store. 

