My wife and I have been married for ten years, and we have two kids. Up until a week ago, everything was perfect…
A week ago my wife came home from work, and had me delay supper so we could have sex. Her pussy was full of cum. She told me about her new boss and his eight-inch cock, and how he had screwed her on his desk, and how great it was. She wanted to do it again. I told her she’d have to get permission.
She just called, and asked if she could bring her boss home, so that they could fuck again, and maybe I could watch or even join in.
I told her, "Okay."
Her boss’s name was Nick. He was 6’1” and about 180 pounds. He had short brown hair with just a bit of grey. I’m not really into guys, but he was attractive as dudes go. Beth, my wife, is about 5’9”, 150 pounds, and 36B breasts with big nipples. They made an attractive couple. We sat down in the living room, and I poured drinks: scotch for Nick and I, and a white wine for Beth. We chatted a bit about this and that.
Then Nick said, “Beth tells me that you’re, well, under-equipped.”
“Under-equipped? Beth, what did you tell him?”
“Well, baby, you know what I told you about Nick.”
“Yes.”
“Well, he asked how the two of you compare, and, well, I told him you were smaller. A lot smaller.”
“I’m not sure that’s the kind of thing you should be telling your boss.”
“He was licking me at the time. You know how I am when I get going.”
“LICKING YOU?”
“Well, yes. He wanted to fuck me, and I told him I needed to get permission from you, like we agreed, and he said, "Do you need to get permission to get licked?"
I said, "No," so he started to lick me, and then between licks he asked how he compared to you and I told him right before I started to cum.
I had a bulge in the front of my pants. I looked over at Nick, and he did, too. It was huge! I said, “Nick, I’m not sure I approve of you having sex with my wife.”
“Your wife is goddamn hot, Jack, and frankly, I couldn’t help it the first time, or any time since then. She turns me on instantly as soon as I see her.”
“Yes, I understand. She does the same for me, and it’s been that way since the first time I saw her.”
I finished my drink. I got up to refill the glass, and looked over at Nick, “More?”
“Yes, please. That’s very nice Scotch.”
“It’s a 15-year old single malt. I save it for special occasions.”
“So this is a special occasion?”
“Well, if I understand correctly, you’re here to fuck my wife, and I get to watch. That’s never happened before, so I guess that makes it special.” I handed him his drink. He leaned back, and put his arm around Beth’s shoulders.
Beth said, “I need to go to the restroom. Excuse me, please. Baby, could you pour me another wine while I’m gone?” She headed up the stairs, even though there was a powder room just off the kitchen.
I got the wine, and Nick and I chatted for a bit, and then Beth returned. She had taken off her skirt and blouse, changed her pantyhose for stockings and a garter, and put a filmy robe over the top. Her underthings were all black.
Nick spoke first. “Beth, you look fantastic.”
I said, “Baby, that’s a beautiful outfit, but…”
“I know,” she said, “it may be a bit early for this, but, well, I really need it right now, and I thought this might help us all, well, cut to the chase.”
Nick leaned over, and kissed her on the mouth. She kissed back, one hand on the back of his neck, and the other on his chest. The kiss lasted a long time. I could feel the stiffness return to my pants, and could see it in Nick’s, too. When at last they came up for breath, Beth stood, took Nick by the hand, and headed for the stairs. Grabbing my drink, I followed.
At the top of the stairs, Beth turned and kissed Nick again, this time with one hand on the back of his neck, and the other on the front of his trousers, working at his zipper. He had both of his hands on her ass, massaging her cheeks through the negligee and panties. She got his zipper down, and pushed her hand into his pants, and began to stroke. Nick moved his mouth to her throat, and Beth tilted her head back, moaning lightly. He grabbed her negligee, and pulled it up, then slipped his other hand inside the back of her panties. His middle finger slid down her crack, wiggling as it went. When he stopped, the tip of his finger must have been right over her anus. He kept wiggling his finger, then pushed his hand down a bit further. The bulge in her panties that had been the tip of his finger disappeared, and as it did, she gasped.