"Babe, you're home early," Tracy said to Kevin.

Mitch simply stared in shock, as Tracy still held his thick, wet cock in her hand.

"Conference ended early this weekend, so I thought I'd catch an early flight," Kevin responded, setting his luggage down just inside the bedroom door. He took a couple of steps closer to the bed and reached for his belt.

Mitch swallowed in absolute terror, unsure of what Kevin's next move was gonna be.

"Uh, sir... I can explain," he stuttered clumsily.

Kevin smiled an evil-looking grin in Mitch's direction as he pulled his belt off his pants and then pulled his pants down, leaving them on the floor.

"What the fuck is happening?" Mitch thought to himself, still stuck in a state of panicked shock.

This was the point where he realized his bourbon buzz wasn't doing him any favors.

Kevin climbed onto the bed, taking a place behind Tracy.

"I assume that Tracy told you about our marriage arrangement," he started.

"I guess she failed to mention the fact that we occasionally will allow our partners to join in with us."

Again, all Mitch could think was, "What the fuck is happening?"

Kevin pulled his shirt off, then he grabbed Tracy's legs and put her into a position where her ass was pointed up higher, still on all fours. Her face pointed down towards the mattress, allowing Mitch's cock to point directly to her mouth. She simply took his dick back into her throat, just as she was doing when Kevin arrived, without saying a word.

Kevin then leaned down and began licking and sucking Tracy's still swollen pussy from behind.

Mitch watched in a state of ecstasy and confusion as Tracy bobbed up and down his shaft, while simultaneously, her husband ate her ass and pussy from behind her.

The moans escaping from Tracy's mouth only added to the pleasure for Mitch. He leaned back, closing his eyes, and moaned quietly.

When he re-opened them, he saw Kevin now kneeling behind Tracy, slowly pushing his cock in her.

"Fuck, babe. You know I love when you spitroast me like this," Tracy groaned as she turned to look at Kevin.

Mitch's head swam as he relished in the experience of his first threesome. He had always hoped it involved two females, but he was surprised at how much he was enjoying this setup.

Something about watching Tracy get fucked hard from behind while she choked on his cock was fueling his passion for her. She looked amazing, taking two dicks at the same time, and you could tell she enjoyed it.

Tracy turned her head and her gaze back to Mitch. She smiled at him with a wink as Kevin continued plowing into her from behind. The sound of her choking and gagging, gurgling spit from her throat while she choked down Mitch's cock was going to send him over the edge soon.

"Don't cum just yet," Tracy instructed him, almost as if she read his mind.

Kevin pulled out and rolled Tracy onto her back, climbing on top of her before he put his cock back in her missionary.

She laid flat and said to Mitch, "Come over here and cum on my face."

Mitch did as he was told, kneeling in front of Tracy as she laid her head to the side and took his cock in her mouth once again.

At this point, the bed was a beautiful disaster. Blankets had fallen to the floor, sheets were starting to come off the mattress, and puddles of spit, cum, and sweat from all three of them were painted across it like a canvas of abstract art.

Mitch pulled his cock from the grip of Tracy's lips and stroked himself.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he grunted.

Tracy giggled and nodded her head as she awaited her reward.

Just as Mitch started to unload onto her cheeks, nose, hair, and neck, he also heard Kevin grunting. His thrusts had become ragged and out of rhythm.

Tracy was staring up at Mitch, licking up every drop of his sweet cum from the head of his dick as Kevin dumped his load deep into his wife's pussy. He collapsed in exhaustion on top of Tracy, as she wiped Mitch's cum from her face to swallow the last couple drops.

"I'll grab some towels," Mitch said as he got up from the bed and walked to the hallway closet.

When he returned, Kevin was climbing off the bed, heading towards the bathroom.

Tracy simply lay there in a heap,

"You boys really did a job on me tonight," she sighed.

Kevin sniffed out a laugh and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower.

Tracy quickly grabbed Mitch by the arm and quietly said to him, "You're still bigger and way more talented."

Then she planted a deep kiss on his lips and said, "I better go clean up too."

The rest of the evening was also a new experience for Mitch. The trip gathered downstairs in the basement bar, sharing more drinks, playing pool, and watching games on the multiple TVs.

Eventually, they all took a spot on the familiar leather couch that Mitch had used to fuck Tracy a few months ago.

Tracy sat between the guys, sporting only a baggy T-shirt and panties, and they just spent the night watching TV, chatting, and softly cuddling.

It got to be late, so Kevin stood up and said, "Well, I've had enough fun for one day. Mitch, feel free to stay tonight if you'd like. The couch and the bar are all yours."

Tracy stood up alongside him, planting a soft kiss on Mitch's cheek before saying, "Goodnight! See you in the morning."

As Mitch drifted off to sleep on the couch, he had to remind himself that this was actually happening. He had somehow found himself in one of the best arrangements he could've imagined.