“Honey! I’m home!

“And boy, do I have some stuff to tell you!”

Steph rushed into the living room where her husband sat in his favorite recliner. He looked at her and just shook his head. “Okay, woman, what did you get yourself into this time?”

She put her hands on her hips and gave him her patented pout, guaranteed to accomplish nothing like she wanted, but did cause her husband to chuckle internally. The last thing he wanted to do was alert her to the fact that all it did was make her cuter and hotter. He kept his face neutral, even though he was rapidly getting excited inside.

John knew his wife well, and because of his wealth of knowledge, he knew his wife was about to make his evening much more entertaining than he had anticipated when he had plopped down in his recliner.

Steph gave up on her pout for two reasons. The first being that what she was about to tell her husband wasn’t going to give her the moral high ground. The second being that, as much as he was trying to pay attention, she could see his mind was wandering, and there was a hundred percent chance the path it was wandering down was leading to kinky stuff. Best to get his attention back now before he started molesting her. It’s hard to explain with your mouth full.

“Things with Beth took a turn, and I did some stuff. But it’s not really my fault. Let me explain, and please don’t interrupt until I’m done.”

John immediately gave her his undivided attention. He had been in this very situation before. His amazing wife had a tendency to get into situations that required extensive explanations. He found her explanations and the logic behind them very entertaining.

John had accepted, no, embraced, the fact that his wife was a stunningly sexual woman. She drew potential lovers like flies without doing a thing but being herself. Her somewhat naïve approach to people often left her open to misunderstanding, which led to some pretty compromising situations. Being the upbeat person that she is, Steph always tried to make the best of those situations. John expected that he was about to hear about her latest inadvertent adventure.

He stood and turned toward the kitchen. “This is going to take a while. I’m getting another beer. You want anything?”

“Yeah. A glass of Chardonnay would be nice. Thanks.”

A few minutes later, John returned, set his beer and her wine on the end table, and looked at his now naked wife stretched out on the couch. “Wow! I can’t wait to hear this one. I do believe I’ll join you.”

It didn’t take John long to get naked, nor was it complicated. When all you have on are boxer briefs, getting naked doesn’t take an advanced degree. He nestled in behind his wife, the beginnings of an erection swelled against her amazing ass, put a hand on her hip, and settled in for the duration.

Steph grabbed her wine glass, took a big sip, and set it back on the table. She took a deep breath and began. “Beth and I had been planning to get together for ages. You know how obsessed I’ve been with her lately.”

John nodded. “It took you two long enough to get around to it. So, what happened? She get cold feet?”

Steph sighed. “Not at all. I showed up, and I was barely in the door when she kissed me. It was so fucking hot! It was on like Donkey Kong! We couldn’t get naked quick enough, let alone make the long trip to the bedroom. We ended up on the living room couch.

“I was so turned on that I was shaking and seriously torn.”

John squeezed her hip in concern. “Were you getting cold feet?”

“No! Stop interrupting.

“I was torn because her kisses were awesome, and I didn’t want to stop. But! But, at the same time, I really wanted to taste her skin. I only have one mouth, and I wasn’t sure which way to go. So, yeah, I was torn.

“I decided that since we had kissed already, it only seemed fair to kiss her body. You know, fair is fair.

“Anyway, I nibbled her succulent neck and spent ages on her tits. You would love her tits. I’ll have to talk to her and see if she’ll let you play with them. Best tits ever.

“She stopped me when I got close to her pussy. I groaned in frustration when she pushed me back. Come to find out that she wanted me to turn around and do a sixty-nine with her. Well, as you can imagine, I had absolutely no problem with that.”

John didn’t utter a word, content to let her continue. He did take the hand from her hip and gently slid it toward her crotch. He figured there was no sense in wasting a perfectly wet pussy and was working his way toward touching it.

Steph moved a bit to provide easier access before continuing, “I was cumming so good on her face. I lifted up, opened my eyes, and there stood Brian!”

John couldn’t help himself. “Brian?”

Steph nudged him with her elbow. “Yeah, Brian. Beth’s stepson. The one in high school, the one whose dad took off with his secretary, the athletic one with the big blue eyes, hard body, and, since he was standing there naked, sporting one of the most beautiful hard cocks I’ve ever seen.”

“Oh, that Brian.”

“So, he’s standing there looking all studly, with that gorgeous cock, obviously enjoying the show. I’m still sitting on his stepmom’s face, so she has no clue. Well, we can’t have that, so I got off of her and lay down next to her. She still hadn’t noticed him standing there, and I didn’t get the chance to tell her right away because she kissed me. We kind of got lost in that for a while. I finally pulled away for a second. 'Brian...' She kissed me some more.

“'Brian is…'

“God, that woman can kiss. It took two more attempts before I could get my point across. 'Brian’s here, watching us.'

“While all that kissing had been going on, Brian had moved a lot closer. So, when Beth turned to look, she hit his cock with her face. I still say anyone else would have laughed, too, but Beth didn’t see the humor. I think she was in shock there for a moment. Brian was shaking like a leaf, his cock inches from her mouth, and I think the only thing preventing him from shooting his load all over her face was his fear that he had totally fucked up.

“Well, I could see this going south in a hurry. I mean, the last thing in the world I wanted was for something to mess up their relationship. The answer seemed obvious to me.

“I reached out and stroked that amazing cock of his just inches from Beth’s face. 'Look at this beautiful cock. Isn’t it amazing? It’s attached to a super hot guy, who happens to love you. I don’t know about you, but if it were me in your place, I would just have to put it in my mouth.'

“I could see she liked it. She was aching for it, but she decided to play hard to get. She turned her head toward me and said, 'You first.'

“Well, I’m sure you can see that I really didn’t have a choice in the matter. I had to help them through the situation. It was an obligation I couldn’t ignore. I mean, granted, I did love that big cock, so it wasn’t like I was suffering. Still, it wasn’t about me; it was about helping their relationship.

“What a cock! It felt so good in my mouth that I kind of got lost in sucking it for a while. I finally pulled him out of my mouth with a pop, you know, just for show, and waggled it in front of Beth’s face.

“'Open up and say aah.'

“She did, and by the time the first six inches were in her mouth, her hand had replaced mine on his cock. I decided that I could best contribute to family unity by eating Beth’s pussy while she sucked his cock.

“John, do you think I should get into family counseling? I bet I would be good at it.”

John was unable to get enough neurons firing to respond. His brain was fully occupied with the story and what he was going to do about it. He decided to start by stroking his wife’s pussy with his fingers while rubbing his raging erection in the crack of her delectable ass.

She gave him an elbow. “Pay attention, John.”

John’s husband instincts kicked in. “You are wonderful at whatever you choose to do, dear. I might suggest when it comes to counseling, you don’t start with blow jobs, but you do you.”

She chuckled. “I wouldn’t start with oral sex. That’s just silly.”

John chuckled back. “Maybe not, but I don’t hear you ruling it out as a treatment methodology.”

She shrugged and continued her explanation. “So, anyway, I’m having a wonderful time making Beth squirm on my tongue, and I suppose I should have figured something had changed when she orgasmed loudly. It didn’t register that her mouth hadn’t been full when she did. How was I to know what Brian was up to?

“I soon found out. I felt a hand on my hip and something rubbing my pussy, then this big fucking cock sliding inside me. What was I supposed to do?

“I mean, if he were to ask me what I wanted before he did it, I might have suggested he stick it in Beth. He didn’t, so here we were with his amazing cock inside me. I did the only thing I could under the circumstances.”

John nodded. “So, you pulled away and told him not to do that. Right?”

Steph rolled onto her side, grabbed her husband’s cock, and guided it inside. “Nope. I was building a bridge between the two of them. I didn’t want anybody to get upset or embarrassed. I took one for family harmony and let him fuck the snot out of me. Damn, that guy can fuck!

“I came so hard I nearly passed out. I turned to jelly and flopped down next to Beth. Poor Brian was left with a wet and raging erection, and I knew we needed to help him. I would hate to think how traumatizing it would be if he were left to suffer.

“I pulled Beth’s leg over my own and opened her up for him. He’s pretty smart and picked right up on what to do. He stuck that amazing cock in her, and boy, did they go to town. It was pretty awesome to watch. After he made her cum, I straddled her face so I could get a closer look at that lovely cock fucking her. When he was ready to cum, he pulled out of her and stuck it in my mouth. I swallowed his load because I didn’t want to make a mess. Plus, I really liked it.

“So, you can see why things happened the way they did.”

John’s response was an inarticulate scream, mainly because he was shooting his load into his wife. Once he had recovered a bit, he kissed his wife’s cheek. “I understand, sweetheart. These things happen on occasion. Although I must admit that they seem to happen to you a bit more frequently than the average person. Try to be more careful in the future.”

Steph rolled over and snuggled against her husband. “I knew you would understand.

“Oh, by the way. Beth and Brian have invited us over tomorrow. I’m pretty sure that if you help her while I help him, it will help them.

"I don't understand why these situations keep happening to me, but I'll try to do better."

John patted her ass. "I'm sure you are trying your best, dear."