Kay and I had decided to set aside one night every month and take turns entertaining ourselves with whatever activity struck our fancy for the night with Kay getting the first turn. I knew that she had been planning all week but let me in on her plans.
On the Friday night that we had picked for fun night, she had supper on the table when I got home. As we were finishing eating, she finally gave me a clue of what she had in mind by telling me that Stan was coming over later and that she wanted to get a quick shower in. I told her that I would take care of the dishes so she could go ahead and get herself ready.
Stan worked with Kay, and she had told me that since his divorce a few months ago that he was having a rough time getting his life back on track especially his love life. I had a feeling that Stan was going to be the main course for the night. We both got a shower in and were watching TV when Stan arrived.
Kay played the perfect host making sure that we all had drinks and snacks while we sat and visited, making several trips back and forth to the kitchen. Each time she would sit back down next to me I noticed that her silky skirt kept getting pulled up higher. She had also put on the lowest cut blouse that she owned and made sure that she had to lean over to reach the snacks on the table. I could see from his reaction that every time she moved that he was getting a nice peek up her skirt, and I was sure that there was nothing hindering his view under it.
At first, he tried to be sly about looking he tried not to look but it was not long before he was stare at her waiting for the next peek. As we talked, I laid my hand on her thigh and started gentle rubbing her leg, making sure that her skirt was being kept well up her leg. Kay obligingly scooted a little closer to me, opening her legs a little more and let my hand slide to the inside of her thigh. I worked my hand slowly up the inside of her leg until I could feel the warmth of her on my fingers.
Stan was beginning to look a little uncomfortable as we continued to talk about anything but what was going on right in front of his eyes because he could not stop watching. Kay, on the pretense of stretching, leaned back on the couch and slid her hips forward until her legs fell wide open and let my hand fall right against her hot pussy lips. Stan, having about reached his breaking point, made some comment about it getting late. I said that it was still early and then asked Kay to get us another drink. Kay hopped up to go to the kitchen but not before leaning over to grab a handful of snacks from the table. It looked like she might have almost fallen out of her blouse when she did from the look on Stan's face.
While Kay was out of the room, I asked Stan if he was all right. He looked at me and said that if I was okay then he was too. I told him that if I was not okay with it, it wouldn't be happening. He nodded okay. When Kay returned with the drinks, she sat on the arm of the chair that Stan was in and began telling a story about someone at work.
Her story included a lot of touching of Stan on the arm or leg hoping that he would make move. He seemed a little reluctant to do so and Kay had decided to help things along. As the story came to its eventual end, her point was made by spilling her drink all over Stan's shirt. She immediately insisted on him taking it off so she could get it in some water. Stan resisted but she soon managed to have his shirt and was on her way to the laundry.
Kay returned and was no longer wearing her blouse, claiming that she had gotten wine on it also. Stan and I were treated with Kay's large breasts being barely contained by her black lacy bra. She resumed her spot on the arm of Stan's chair but turning so that he not only had an excellent view of her very suck able tits, but he could also smell the perfume that oozed from them.
Stan could not take his eyes off her but quickly downed his drink and reached to set the glass on the table. Kay was now more than ready to get things going and as soon as Stan's hand was empty, she turned from the arm of the chair and straddled his lap in the chair. She took both of his hands and filled them with the warm softness of her boobs. Stan, suddenly no longer hesitant, was quickly familiarizing himself with Kay's lace covered tits rubbing his thumbs across her hard nipples. His face was quickly buried in the soft flesh overflowing from her bra. Kay pulled back just enough to slip her arms out of her bra straps and slowly revealed her hard erect nipples. Stan filled both hands with the soft warm flesh and began sucking first one nipple then the other. Kay's nipples are a direct connection to her clit, so I knew that when "properly stimulated" it was just like sucking on her clit.
I had remained on the couch to watch Kay seduce Stan and when he did not resist her advances, I started undressing and was now sitting naked, stroking my cock, waiting for my coming invitation, watching Stan enjoying my wife's tits. Kay managed to slide her hips back just enough to get Stan's slacks undone and was freeing his cock from its constraints. Once he was free and semi-erect, Kay moved forward again and began rubbing her wet pussy on his hard cock until she was able to bring herself to a mini climax.
Kay, with her immediate needs meet, slid from Stan's lap to the floor in front of him, bringing his slacks with her. As soon as she had them striped off and out of the way, she fell on his cock like she was starving for it. Kay covered his entire length with her hungry mouth and buried her nose in his pubic hair. Sucking him to full hardness, she lifted and wrapped her soft tits around his hard cock and started fucking him with her tits.
I had watched if I could and decided to join in on the fun, especially with Kay wiggling her luscious ass at me while Stan writhed in the waves of pleasure he was getting treated to. I bared Kay's hips as I came up behind her and started working fingers into her wiggling pussy. Her juices covered my hand as I worked three, then four fingers into her sopping pussy. Kay came back into me, making sure her mouth never left Stan's cock. I used the juices pooled in my cupped hand to lubricate my swollen rod and then spread Kay's ass cheeks wide. I lined myself up and with a quick thrust; I buried my cock in Kay's unsuspecting but willing ass.