Hi; my name is Dean & I'm an English teacher in rural Australia. My wife Beth and I are in our thirties, and we've just had our second baby. We've been together a long time, almost twelve years and like most long term couples we have sex far less frequently than we did in out twenties. We look different too. I work out so I'm still in pretty good shape but I'm a little balder than I was when we first met and Beth's a little heavier - I guess you could say life has become a little boring.
Just before Christmas we were invited to a small barbeque with a few other couples that Beth knew from mothers group. It was just a casual thing, the kind where men stood around the barbie & drank beer while the ladies sat in groups and talked. We all had young kids who splashed around the pool together.
I was kind of drunk & very relaxed so I wasn't really paying attention to what anyone was saying. In fact I was day dreaming whilst checking out one of the other wives - a hot little redhead named Shannon who was a little on the chubby side but had nice tits, a great round arse and a pretty face. She caught me looking and gave me a wicked smile. That's when we heard someone blurt out the words that started it all.
"Well... it's a little like anal; a pain in the beginning, but you get used to it."
It was Justine, a painfully thin woman with a loud nasal voice, who had made the comment. Nervous giggles bounced around the pergola.
"So what's the matter? Are all of you saying you've never tried it that way? Not even once? Not even a finger up the date? No Way. I say bullshit."
Well that opened up the party. We traded embarrassing sex stories and told a few dirty jokes. Someone suggested we put on dance music.
My wife wasn't a big dancer. Neither was Shannon's husband Brett. Shannon walked over and grabbed me pulling me into the middle of the unofficial dance floor. We impressed everyone with our robot, our shopping trolly and our water sprinkler. Soon, a slow dance began. Shannon threw her arms around my neck and pressed her body to mine. Close... very close. I could feel her tits against my chest and her pussy on my thigh. I looked over at Beth who was paying no attention.
"I like it that way, you know," she whispered into my ear.
"What way? What are you talking about?"
"In the arse. I love a hard cock up my bum bum."
Shannon's arse filled out a pair of jeans like an advertisement. The image of my cock sliding between her cheeks made me hard. She ground her pussy against me. I looked over at Beth to make sure she still wasn't watching. Shannon's husband Brett, however, had his eyes glued on us. Shannon seemed to read my mind.
"My husband doesn't mind. He likes to watch me."
"You mean when you dance with other men?"
"No. When I fuck other men."
I was speechless. My cock was about to rip through my jeans. She shamelessly humped her pussy against it. My head was spinning.
This was all wrong.
"Do you want to come by tomorrow? I'll let you fuck me in the bum hole."
Shannon shoved her tongue in my ear. I thought I was going to cum in my pants. My wife had never spoken to me like this. This woman was sex on legs! Fortunately the dance ended. Just before we broke apart she whispered the final set of instructions.
"See you at 8:00 tomorrow night. I'll be waiting."
My wife didn't know what hit her when we got home. As soon as she put the kids to bed I jumped her. My dick was desperate. I had her pressed against the wall with my hand between her legs when she giggled and pushed me away. She had to clean up the kitchen and pack the school lunches but promised to see me in bed later. I didn't have the patience and kept trying to maul her. That led to a big fight and eventually I ended up wanking in the shower - no pussy for me that night.
The next day at work I debated hard with my conscience about going to see Shannon. I had never been unfaithful to Beth and had strong feelings on the subject. My cock however had even stronger feelings and you can guess who was winning argument. Even so, my rational self convinced me that I could stop by to tell her why we couldn't do what she had suggested.
Surely I would be able to stop things before they went too far.
I called Beth to say I had to stay late at school to finish some marking. All evening I couldn't take my eyes of the clock. I had a rocket in my pocket & butterflies in the pit of my stomach. I knocked on the door at eight sharp. My jaw dropped when she opened it. Shannon wore a sexy black night dress. Far hotter than the oversized t-shirt my wife wore to bed each night. It was made of beautiful silk with thin straps. It was cut very low in front and barely covered her visibly erect nipples & the scoop in the back was cut down to just above her bum crack. The way the thin material hugged her body made it obvious she wasn't wearing any undies.
OH MY GOODNESS! No undies! I quickly forgot about what it was I was planning to tell her.
"Hello Dean, would you like a glass of wine? I hope you're ready for a good time? I know I am."