A wave of pleasure explodes through my body, emanating from my sphincter as Jerry's deflating dick shrinks back out through it.

Wow. I'm giddy from the experience. I'd had no idea that being on the receiving end of a fuck would feel so good.

Tonight, Jerry and I have just added anal sex to the menu of our benefits-enhanced friendship. He has not had real intercourse in a very long time, his wife having gone asexual years ago, so I've let him have the first… well, crack at it, you could say.

He and I have only recently become close friends, as forced retirement led me to start volunteering with him on our Church's Facilities Committee. Eventually, both lacking sex in our marriages, we progressed from working on the church's plumbing together to working on each other's plumbing. We quickly became so addicted to our secret cocksucking sessions that we seemed destined to get caught, threatening both of our marriages.

Then, over the Thanksgiving holiday, our wives - separately - dropped bombshell surprises on us. Although neither of them knew about our dalliance, they each granted a hall pass to pursue pleasure outside our respective marriages - though with differing conditions.

Now it’s the Sunday after Thanksgiving, and the first time I’ve been with Jerry since receiving this news. As we get out of Jerry's bed and head to the shower, I express my amazement at the change in our fortunes. "I still can't believe that in the course of a week, we've gone from having to hide this, agonized with guilt, to having the blessings of both our wives."

"Maybe so, but we will have to work harder to hide it," he counters, drawing a finger across his neck as he adds, "Or else." That was the ultimatum that Beth gave him: he can fuck anyone he wants, anytime - as long as he keeps it absolutely secret, including from her. If word gets out and she is publicly humiliated, she will divorce him. Fortunately, my wife Jen's agreement was conditional only on making sure that I always put her first. That won't be difficult since Jerri and I are not that emotionally involved, just good friends who like to suck each other. But of course, it would be mortifying for Jen too if word got around.

"Of course, the upside of this," he suggests, glancing down at my cock as he steps into the shower, "is that theoretically, I can sleep with anyone," teasing, "Not just you. No offense."

"None taken," I say, stepping in behind him. Reaching around to give his soft prick a little squeeze, I lean in and breathe into his ear, "It's Diane you want to fuck, isn't it?" referring to the church's vivacious (and despite her eighty years, still hot) Education Director. "I bet she gives better head than I do," I tease, stroking him a couple of times.

"I dunno, your head is pretty fucking great," he says, reaching back to return the gesture. “But right now, why don’t you try taking my ass?"

Without further ado, I gingerly slip a soapy finger into his asshole as he braces himself against the shower wall with a manly groan of pleasure. I alternately stroke his semi-filled dong and cup his big sixty-nine-year-old nuts. After a few leisurely minutes of this - we're old men, we've got plenty of time - I press my slick erection against his slowly loosening hole, showing the same patience he has just shown me as he gradually admits my phallic intrusion.

Oh my, this feels good. I won't say it's better than fucking Jen - In general. But I will say that it is way better than fucking Jen in the shower, which we tried once when we were younger. With short little Jen, doing it standing up was always too awkward to be much fun, but being taller, Jerry gives me a better angle to fuck standing up. We go at it for a nice long time while I experimentally vary my depth and frequency of penetration, both of us learning what feels good.

I continue to massage his cock and balls with one hand while my other hand rubs up and down his back and shoulder, sometimes roaming around to his chest, squeezing the occasional nipple. Not quite as fun as grabbing Jen's boobs, maybe, but it’s nice. His moans and groans let me know he’s enjoying being fucked. "I had no idea this would feel so good."

"Same! I could get as addicted to this as to sucking you and drinking your cum," I murmur into his ear.

Having already climaxed once, and being in our sixties, our copulation goes on for almost too long, and I find myself on the verge of going soft. To avoid failing in my emission, I grab Jerry's wet hair and pull a little bit, getting vocal with things like, "I want to fill you with my cum, Jerry," and "Squeeze your tight, hot little ass and make me fucking cum" through gritted teeth. This is enough to step up the blood flow to both of our members, and helps us eventually get to orgasm.

After showering, we lie naked in his bed for a long time, chatting. But knowing that we won't be able to get together for the whole week, during which we will be busy putting up Advent and Christmas decorations in the church - some of which work will be directed by Diane - we make sure to pleasure each other orally one more time before falling asleep with cummy breath.

= = = = = = = =

Later in the week, while we're lying in bed, Jen surprises me by climbing on top of me, asking for sex for the third night in less than two weeks. That hasn't happened in years, her sex drive having been pretty dormant for a pretty long time.

She asks how things went with Jerry the other night.

I explained the deal Beth had made with him, and that we were both thrilled to be able to continue without having to feel guilty.

"But how did it go, physically?" she asks with a half-smirk.

I harden as I think back on the exquisite fucks Jerry and I have just enjoyed.

"Mmm, must have gone well," she taunts.

"Look, Jen, I will always put you first. Please know that. But I have to admit that sex with Jerry is really good. How much detail do you really want?"

"Joe, I have been able to move past the idea of us being dependent on each other for sexual pleasure only because I’ve also moved past having to be jealous of someone else giving you pleasure. I love you, and I’m happy for what you have with Jerry." She's now grinding her pelvis against my erection, through our underwear, and hotly breathes into my ear, “You might be surprised, but I've been getting off to gay porn this week, just thinking of the two of you together. Please tell me more.”

Well, I certainly am surprised, in more than one way. She has pulled down my underwear and now gives my shaft a lick, something she rarely does anymore. Looking up impishly, she inquires, "Do you suck each other?"

"Well ... uh, yeah, that's how it started," I answer as she engulfs me for a moment.

"You like having him in your mouth? All the way to completion? Do you like the taste?"

"Yes, yes, and yes."

"Oh, my dear husband, sucking cock, and swallowing too! A year ago, I never would have guessed you had this in you." She bobs on me a dozen times, clearly excited, then backs away to take off her panties and pivots back to me. I always love watching the graceful movement of her shapely legs and hips when she does that. "I love seeing these changes in you. Being away from a soul-sucking corporate job and then taking Jerry as a lover has really relaxed you and opened you up. So what else do you and Jerry do? The stuff I'm watching gets pretty raw, so I don’t think you can shock me."

"Okay, so we did take it up a notch on Sunday. We ..." I'm a little tentative in saying this, but she said she wouldn't judge, so here goes: "... well, we had anal sex for the first time."

Jen groans, "Ooooh, moving up to real intercourse!" as she glides herself down onto my prick. "I’m proud of you! Are you both versatile, or is one a bottom and one a top?"

Wait, setting aside that she’s proud of me for taking one up the ass, my wife even knows top/bottom terminology? Oh well, she's really gotten horned up here. Just go with the flow, Joe.

"I don't know yet. We tried it both ways on Sunday."

"Ohhh!" Jen exclaims, now rocking her hips. "Grab my tits." I reach up to start squeezing. "Did you enjoy having a hard penis inside you? Did it hurt?"

"I didn't understand the appeal before. I just let him go first to be nice, because he hasn't ... well, penetrated anybody in years. But yeah, it felt amazing. Maybe as good as the other way around. I never expected that."

"Oh dear God! Suck my nipples, Joe!" Jen cries, bending down, grinding her clit against my pelvis as I start sucking her nipples. "So did you fuck Jerry too?" she gasps, shocking me with her use of the f-word. "Did he ride you like I'm doing now?"

"Not like this. I took him from behind in his shower."

"Oh... my... fucking God... that's it! I'm cumming, Joe."

No words are said for Jen grinds and writhes and shudders.

After her spasms wind down, she's still excited, continuing to swivel her hips around my shaft. I'm surprised that I'm still stiff without any pharmaceutical enhancement tonight, but Jen is just sizzling tonight. "Joe, as wonderful as this arrangement is for you both, don't you think Jerry deserves to feel the touch of a woman again, just once?" She takes a few breaths, then ventures, "Maybe this is going to sound crazy, but ..."

Does she want us to hook him up with someone? I wonder. Or ... oh my God, fulfill my wildest fucking dream?! "I agree, it would be really good for him to be with a woman again."

"Listen, we should not do this if you have any objection at all, but ... how would you feel about inviting Jerry into our bedroom sometime?"

"I'd love it!" I stammer at this amazing surprise, surprising even myself as ecstasy begins to gather across my body, quickly exploding out through my pumping poker. "Oh my God, Jen, yes! Let's fuck Jerry together!"

Once I've started to descend from my high, having made Jen's twat a spermy mess, I have her scoot up and ride my face so I can eat my cream out of her, prompting a giggly, girlish "Ooooh!" unlike I've heard in a long time. Why have I never tried this before? I ask myself. Cunt juice and cock juice taste incredible together! My tongue ministers to her throbbing nubbin, her delightfully tender labia, and her deliciously dripping opening while my nose nuzzles her soft fuzz and my hands squeeze her shapely ass cheeks. All of this attention to her still-sexy body quickly brings her to, and over, the brink.

"Wow, Joe," Jen says with delight, flopping down next to me, panting. "Just look what’s gotten into us in our old age! I can't promise you what my hormones will do or that my drive will stay elevated like this. I am just enjoying this wonderful moment with you so much, right now.”

“Me too.” I can’t even remember such a satisfying round.

“We still don’t have to go through with it with Jerry, you know. Threesomes are dangerous. We can keep having fun talking about it, and not actually do it."

"Thanks for asking me again after orgasm, but I still love the idea.”

“So we can?” It's pretty obvious that she was hoping for this answer.

“But we should only do it once."

"I agree. Letting it become a regular thing would be a recipe for trouble. Just once, sometime when we can enjoy a whole afternoon and evening together to make it really special. In the spirit of honesty in our marriage, I should tell you I'm not just proposing this for Jerry's sake. I would also like to watch you two together."

"I kinda figured that. And maybe you would enjoy having two men pleasuring you."

"I suppose that might be nice," she concurs demurely. Even in the darkened room, I can see her blushing, staring at the ceiling, pondering this. Okay, we have to do this, I realize. Maybe for her as much as for Jerry, or me.

Jen turns to face me. "Joe, there's something else I have kept secret for years. But we've reached a stage where I can't anymore. It's long in the past, so I hope you won't be upset."

Do the surprises never end with this blessed wife of mine? Did she have an affair? That would have upset me before, but now my cock refills a bit as I imagine some other guy drilling into my hot wife.

"Fourteen years ago, when you were out of town a lot for work, I got pretty lonely with you away so much, I ... well, Joe, I had an affair. I hope you can forgive me."

"Oh, baby, I forgive you instantly," I reassure, cradling her face with my hand. "I couldn't possibly be jealous at this point."

"Thank you, Joe. You might be shocked at who it was with, though."

Uh-oh. I wasn’t going to ask, but now I need to know! Oh God, was it my best friend? My brother? My nephew? The neighbor kid? What is this extra little surprise going to be?

"It was with Diane from church."