As we left the restaurant, Rob again held the car door open for me as I got inside. I made no attempt to hide what I was wearing under my skirt this time. Rob got an eyeful of my stocking tops, garter belt, and panties. His bulge strained the front of his trousers.

He closed my door and circled to his side of the car. As soon as he was inside, his right hand landed on my stocking-covered thigh again; his thumb toying with the clasp of my garter belt.

"God, you are turning me on so much tonight, Mary. I can't stop thinking about what you are wearing under your skirt. And did you see the way that John's eyes popped out of his head when you flashed him as well?"

"I didn't flash John. At least not on purpose," I lied, as I looked at Rob with a devilish smile creeping across my face.

"Whether you did it on purpose or not, Mary, it does not matter. He saw, and I could tell he liked what he was seeing. I don't know why, but it turned me on having my colleague at work ogle my sexy wife. Maybe you should flash him again once we get to the office."

I was shocked to hear my husband say such things. He had never mentioned anything as kinky as this in the past. I had to admit, though, with everything that had transpired today, my pussy was again starting to get moist at the thought of teasing yet another man with my garter belt and stockings. This day just kept on getting more and more interesting.

We arrived at Rob's office and parked the car. Of course, I took the opportunity to flash my stocking tops at my husband yet again as I exited the car. Smiling, I reached down, stroking his stiff member over his pants and giving it a quick squeeze before standing and giving him a peck on his lips.

"You're killing me, Mary," he groaned before taking my hand and heading inside.

John was already waiting for us in Rob's office. He stared hungrily at me as we entered. I sat in a chair on the far side of the room as Rob opened his computer to show John the updates to the project. I'm not sure how much John was paying attention as he kept stealing glances my way.

"Time to have a little more fun," I thought to myself with a sly smile.

I adjusted myself in my seat, crossing my legs slowly. My skirt rose up a bit, exposing my stocking tops once more to John's hungry eyes. Wanting to go just a little bit further, I uncrossed my legs and spread my thighs, giving John a view directly up my skirt to my satin panties.

Seeing the prominent bulge growing in John's trousers, I was emboldened to tease him even more. I reached down and pulled my skirt even higher, fully exposing my black satin and lace panties to his widening eyes.

Rob had not been lost on the act of seduction taking place right in front of him. I quickly glanced over at him. He was smiling and watching me as well, his hand slowly stroking himself over his pants.

"I see you're enjoying my wife's little show, John," Rob said with a sly smile.

"Oh, shit, Rob. I'm so sorry," he stumbled out. "But your wife is so incredibly hot."

"That she is, my friend, that she is. Even more so today, it seems. What has come over you today, Mary? I don't know what it is, but I sure like it. I can tell John is enjoying it as well."

"It's this damn garter belt I bought to surprise you for your birthday. I don't know why, but it makes me so fucking horny wearing it. Even more so every time I tease you both with peaks up my skirt," I replied breathlessly.

"Well, it's sure getting me all worked up. By the looks of the tent in John's pants, I'd say he approves as well. Now, you can't just leave him hanging like this. You'd better give him a hand with his problem."

"Shit, Rob. Are you sure? This is Mary you're talking about," John fumbled out.

"Yes. I'm sure. Mary, hop to it," John ordered, a huge smile spreading across his face.

Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I sprang from the chair, quickly pulling my sweater over my head and tossing it aside. Reaching behind me and pulling the zipper down, my skirt soon followed.

Here I was standing in nothing but my new lingerie again, but now in front of both my husband and yet another man. And this time with Rob's blessing.

I dropped to my knees in front of John, sliding my hands over his impressive package still hidden by his trousers. Not wanting to waste another moment, I unbuckled his belt and lowered the zipper on John's pants. Grabbing them by the waistband, I tugged both the pants and his boxers down in one swift motion. His glorious hard cock sprang into view. It must have been at least nine inches and so, so thick. At least two inches bigger than Rob's. An audible gasp escaped my lips as I marveled at the beautiful dick right in front of me.

John, now taking control of the situation, said, "You like what you see, don't you, Mary? You're going to take my cock in your mouth and worship it like the slut you are."

"Yes, John. Feed me that big, beautiful cock of yours," I moaned, completely forgetting that my husband was there as well.

Giving a quick, tentative lick to his tip, I savored the sweet and salty flavor of the precum now freely leaking from it. I was really becoming quite the connoisseur of cum today.

I hungrily licked John's shaft from base to head before taking it into my warm and willing mouth. It was so much bigger than I was used to. I could only get about half of it into my mouth, so I used my right hand to stroke his base while I swallowed the rest. My left hand slid down my body and into my panties so I could massage my now engorged clit. As I hummed contentedly around the shaft in my mouth, I remembered my husband was still there as well. Looking over, I smiled around John's cock as I saw my husband had freed his own shaft and was slowly stroking it as he watched me pleasure his friend. Knowing my husband was fully on board with the proceedings, I returned my full attention to enjoying the big, beautiful cock in my mouth.

John, who had now also noticed Rob was stroking himself at the sight of his wife greedily sucking his cock, chuckled to himself.

"That's it, Mary. Suck my cock right here in front of Rob. I can see that mine is much larger than his. You're enjoying pleasuring a real man, aren't you, my little slut?"

Pulling off his shaft, I whispered, "Oh, yes. Your cock feels so perfect in my mouth. I love that I am having to struggle to wrap my lips around such a huge shaft."

"Well, your mouth is not the only orifice your body is going to struggle with it."

With that, he yanked me to my feet and bent me over the desk. His fingers dipped into the waistband of my panties. Grabbing them tightly, he tore them off of me like they were nothing, tossing them aside, exposing my wet and swollen pussy to his hungry eyes.

"Now, you're going to get what you're really craving, Mary. I'm going to stretch your tight married pussy like never before."

John rubbed his cockhead up and down my dripping slit. I looked up, and Rob was now furiously stroking his shaft. He looked at me and nodded. That was all the permission I needed. Looking back at John, I smiled and said, "Do it, lover. Stick that beautiful cock into my married pussy."

John just smiled and pushed into me. Slowly, inch by agonizing inch, he slid in until he was fully seated. He pulled out again, so maddeningly slow until just his head was still inside me, before ramming it fully back into me again. He increased his rhythm and was soon plowing into me with a brute force I had not experienced in quite a while. I moaned shamelessly as he screwed me right there in front of my husband.

"You like this, don't you, Mary? You love my big cock reaming you like never before?"

"Oh, God, yes. Please keep fucking me, John," I cried out.

He then turned to my husband.

"I'm fucking your wife, Rob. I'll be fucking her more in the future as well. Now that your wife has experienced what a real man can do, she will always be begging for more. And I will give it to her, over and over again."

Turning back to me, "Go on, tell Rob how much you are enjoying the fucking I am giving you," he commanded as his cock pistoned in and out of me.

"God, yes. Your cock feels so good. I love it and will always love it," I moaned shamelessly between his thrusts.

John walked up, his cock still in his hand. "That's it, Mary. Take his cock like the slut I've always wanted you to be."

He stepped up to me, his cock inches from my drooling mouth. I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. My lips parted, and he pushed his raging hard-on straight down my throat, grabbing the sides of my head as he started to urgently face-fuck me.

I was now pleasuring and being pleasured by two men at once, something I had never experienced before. Before this night, a spit roast was just a fantasy of mine. Now I was here experiencing it firsthand.

John's huge cock continued to ream me as he fucked me like there was no tomorrow. I couldn't take much more. I felt Rob tense as his release overtook him. He grunted as shot after shot of his hot cum flooded my mouth and down my throat. That was it. I screamed as my body spasmed, the last of Rob's cum spilling from my mouth. John continued to ride me throughout my orgasm, my pussy quivering and tightening around his shaft.

"Oh, fuck," he cried out. "I'm going to cum in your wife, Rob. I'm going to claim this pussy for myself."

He grunted as rope after rope of his hot seed flooded my married pussy, filling me with cum, which triggered yet another climax from me. After that, we all fell into a heap, basking in the glow of our shared experience.

John was the first to stir, pulling his boxers and pants back up together.

"Happy birthday, Rob. I'll see you on Monday," he said with a smile. "I'll be seeing you again real soon as well, Mary."

With that, he left, leaving Rob and me to come to terms with what had just transpired.

"Are you alright, my love?" I asked a little sheepishly.

"I'm more than alright, Mary. You don't know how long I have fantasized about something like this happening. I have wanted to share you with another man for as long as we have been married. I just could never bring myself to tell you all my deepest, darkest fantasies."

"I'm glad you are OK with all of this. Now that we have shared something like this, there is no turning back. From now on, I want you to promise to share everything with me. No secrets from this point forward. We explore all of this together, alright, my love?"

"Yes, that sounds fair to me. My one ask is that you continue to wear your sexy lingerie more often, especially the sexy garter belts and stockings, which you now know drive me insane."

"Not just you, it seems," I said with a small chuckle. "I can definitely do that for you, my love. Slipping into these stockings and then attaching them to my garters seems to flip a switch in my brain. It instantly takes me from boring, plain housewife to an unabashed cum-hungry slut."

John smiled broadly at that and said, "I think I am really going to enjoy my new hot wife. Let's get home so I can reclaim you for my own again. Thank you so much for the wonderful birthday presents, Mary. I can't imagine how I could be any more surprised at how this day turned out."

As we started walking out the door, I turned and smiled back at my husband and said, "Well, now that you mention that. You do remember Sam at my office, don't you, Rob?"