Amy looked across the room to where her husband Sam sat alongside her friend Sally, she noticed that he had his arm along the back of the sofa and his fingers were gently brushing Sally's shoulder.
The evening had gone well, although disappointingly for Amy not quite as well as she had hoped, they had been out for a meal in the quiet little town of Bridgenorth which was nearby. The conversation had been fun and there had been lots of flirting, her pulse had quickened when Tom, Sally's husband had gently touched her leg under the table. She knew by his eyes that he had discovered that she was wearing her favourite stockings and suspenders beneath her thin silk dress.
Amy had hoped that when Tom and Sally came back to her house that things would continue to develop. Tom and Sally were staying the night and Amy secretly hoped that she would be able to satisfy the growing desire between her thighs. She began to think back to when this all started.
Sally was a work colleague at the surgery; she was slightly older than Amy but was slim and attractive. Amy had persuaded Sally to visit the health club and she had enjoyed looking at Sally's naked body in the sauna particularly her beautiful labia that were barely covered by the very fine blonde curls. Sally also had wonderful breasts thought Amy, though much smaller than her own Sally had nipples that were really prominent when they were erect and Amy was sure that Sam would love to see them close up.
She also remembered the last time Sally and Tom had stayed, when Tom had stopped outside her bedroom door as they retired for the night and she had 'accidently' let her top slip to expose her breasts. Unfortunately before he could do more than touch her left breast with his lips they heard the sound of Sam and Sally making their way upstairs. Only later did she find out from Sam, that he and Sally had been having their own fun in the kitchen.
But now the evening seemed to be slowing down, every one was still joking and laughing, the wine still flowed but the spark was missing. As it got later, Amy decided that she would get ready for bed, so she went upstairs and took off her clothes, putting on her dressing gown. When she went down and entered the lounge she was surprised to see that the three of them were now sitting around a small coffee table and Sam had a pack of cards in his hands.
'Come on' said Sam. 'We're waiting for you, Strip Jack Naked!'
This was it thought Amy, ' I'd better pop upstairs and put some on so I can loose them then' she laughed, as she turned to the door her dressing gown fell open briefly giving Tom a glimpse of her shaven pussy.
Within minutes she was seated around the coffee table now feeling that her dreams were about to be realised.
Whether it was the wine or the fact that it felt like everyone had the same thoughts but Sam and Tom were very quickly naked, she looked across at her husband and saw his heavy cock lying across his leg; she looked at Tom and saw that he was trying to hide his erection. She had had licked her lips unconsciously, when she had seen his shaft spring free from the waistband of his boxers as he had lost the last round. It was a contrast with Sam's although not as thick, it was hard and straight and ending in a wrinkle of foreskin. Somehow she had not expected this, as Sam was cut and the polished end of his manhood was always on display, this would be something new.
