I knew it was a bad idea; she never turns down a dare! I was just trying to help a friend out. I swear I had no idea what it might lead to. My young wife and I had talked about it. It never went past talking until that night, and it changed everything for the better.

We were sitting around the patio table late one evening, my wife, my best friend, and I. The talking had taken a sharp turn right into the gutter. Mike, my best friend, was having a dry spell, and my wife Kelly, was feeling a bit frisky. After a few rounds of drinks she started telling Mike about her wild days and how she loved to show off and put on shows. She was a real exhibitionist. Mike was eating it all up, hanging on every naughty word.

After a few more rounds my young wife said she was going to go inside and that someone needed to come play with her, or she would do it herself. I laughed as she sauntered into the house from our back deck. Mike watched her as she left, a look of longing in his eyes. I told him that I could probably get her to give him a little show if he wanted. She never turns down a dare. He laughed and told me there was no way she would do something like that with him since we were all friends. He said he wouldn't want to make things weird.

After a few more beers, I let myself into the house to see if my wife was still awake. She was sitting on our bed taking care of herself. I told her that Mike was really enjoying her stories and that it had him wound up really tight. She smirked at me and told me I was too late. She had already taken care of herself for the night.

I smiled and told her I wasn't thinking of myself. I mentioned how hard-up Mike was and suggested that maybe she could do something to help the poor guy out. She smiled, obviously thinking it over. She told me that I should be careful or I might get more than I was bargaining for. I asked her what she was thinking about doing to help poor Mike out. She gave me a devilish look and just winked.

We talked briefly about her past adventures, and she reminded me that I always thought watching her perform would be such a turn-on. Smiling, I asked what she was thinking. She stood up and went to look out the window to see if Mike had passed out yet. He was still sitting at the table finishing his beer.

She gave me one of those looks that was an unspoken challenge. She asked what I was getting at and suggested a few things. I replied that the poor guy probably just needed to get his rocks off one good time, and then he would get back out there. She kept looking at me as if she was waiting for more.

After a few minutes, she suggested giving Mike a show. Although I wasn't entirely sure what she had in mind, I agreed to it. I imagined she was probably going wear something small and see through to check on him before he passed out.

She looked me in the eyes and said maybe she would just go out there and drop to her knees and suck him dry. I stopped and thought about it for a minute and finally looked back and said, “I dare you”. 

She hopped off the bed like she had been waiting all night for an excuse to push my boundaries. I looked over at her, noticing the slight flush on her face. She made eye contact and asked if that's what I wanted, to see my young wife suck another man's cock on our patio. I sarcastically told her that was exactly what every man secretly fantasized about.

Then I said it again, "I dare you to go get Mike off."

She watched me for a few seconds before getting up and walking over to me. She kissed me deeply and then whispered in my ear, "Challenge accepted."

I knew I had fucked up as soon as the words left my mouth. I thought about it, and the more I thought, the more turned on I got so I held the door open for her.

As she walked out of the bedroom, I grabbed my phone and texted Mike who was still outside finishing his last beer. I texted him "make it count" and left it at that.

I wasn't nervous, just curious and turned on. I moved to the guest bedroom window where I could see the back deck. There was Mike sitting on a chair facing the house, sipping a beer talking to my wife. I couldn't see her from where I stood, but I knew she wouldn't stay hidden.

A few minutes passed and Mike got up, walked to the railing and turned around to lean against it. I watched as my wife walked over, dropped to her knees and pulled his pants down. His hard cock sprang out, and she held it as if admiring a new toy. When she leaned forward I held my breath. I watched as she licked his balls then trailed her tongue up along his shaft. In one fast motion she then buried his cock in her throat.

Her head bounced fast for a minute, then she pulled off and went back to licking and sucking his balls. At one point she got up and walked out of my line of sight. When she came back, she was naked. She handed something to Mike and went back to work sucking him long and slow. A few more minutes passed and I noticed Mike recording with his phone - that must have been what she handed to him.

It didn't take much longer before Mike was bucking and thrusting into her, face fucking her for all he was worth. She stayed there taking it. When he came, he filled her mouth. I watched as she scooped a little of his cum that had dribbled out and sucked it from her fingers. She stood up and took Mike's beer from the railing then walked out of view again.

A few minutes passed and Mike pulled up his pants then staggered over to a chair. I heard my wife on the stairs as she came back up to our room. We met in the hallway. She smirked and asked if I liked the show. I admitted that it was a turn on and that I liked it more than I thought I would.

We chatted a bit more as we got ready for bed. When she walked out of the bathroom I held the blanket open for her and said, "Now it's my turn."

She smirked as she slid under the covers next to me.