Ok, so this is the part of the story where the reader will understand why my husband did not want me to tell this.
Like i said at the beginning, it's embarrassing and awkward and honestly?....it's never happened again.
Thankfully.
One of those things you just don't see coming.
This will not be what the reader was expecting, but these are true stories and sometimes things don't work out as we would like them to.
Anyway, on with the story.....
Because of the embarrassing nature of what happened next, I'm not going to go into too much detail.
After alan had made his decision i left the two of them alone again for a few minutes. They were both rock hard with obvious bulges visible in their trousers so there was no chance of them walking out of the pub straight away.
So i left first and waited for them in our car.
Several minutes passed in which i contemplated what was about to happen.
All these months in planning and here it was at last, about to take place.
Although we had agreed that john would just be watching, maybe alan would be ok with my husband taking part?
Oh god....that thought sent a shiver of raw excitement right through me....my imagination working away.....
By the time john and alan emerged from the pub i was, as they say, gagging for it, desperate to get home and get in that bedroom.
As they walked towards me side by side the guys were still talking and before parting, john shook alans hand and i caught him say, "you'll be fine....see you back at ours".
Alan smiled and nodded to john, then waved at me before getting in his car.
John got in beside me and turned to give me a kiss, soft and gentle on the lips, nice and slow.
Although gentle, i could feel a sensual passion behind it.
Breaking off, he drew back, his face a picture of excitement.....a devilish lust creeping into his eyes as he stared into mine....that hungry look I'd become addicted to...
When he spoke his voice had a slight tremble in it.... nervous excitement clearly taking its toll
"Fuck me.....this....i....i mean....this is gunna happen....isn't it?.....it's really gunna happen....I'm gunna see it.....I'm gunna be there....in the room...with you.....when he...."
John trails off, blowing air out through his mouth before taking a deep breath, he holds out his hand between us, trying to keep it steady....but can't....he's trembling
"Look at that", john says showing me how excited he is.
"This....this is what you do to me", he adds copying what i said to alan earlier.
Watching my husbands hand shaking with excitement like that, it's another one of those special little moments that I'll always remember.
Reaching out i take hold of his hand and squeeze it while talking softly to him
"Yes....it's going to happen john...and you're going to be right there in the same room.... watching us"
Lowering my head i gently kiss johns hand while keeping eye contact, staring into my husbands eyes lovingly.
It's a special moment in our long relationship....very special indeed.
And one, that no words could do justice.
After our brief interaction in the car, we set off for our home...and our bedroom.....with alan following closely behind.
During the journey, john talks about our time at the pub. He tells me that he was so turned on by my teasing with alan that at one point he thought he would have to stop me from groping him under the table....his balls were boiling and he was going to make a mess in his trousers.
John talks about the time alone with alan too, when i waited for their erections to go down in the car. Alan had thanked john profusely for allowing him to get to know me.
He told my husband that the time he spends with me is the most exciting of his life, and that i am a remarkable young lady.
He also confided to my husband that he was very nervous about 'doing this', in front of him.
John reassured his new friend, telling him that it would be alright, he would do just fine.
'just pretend I'm not there', he'd said, adding that he would only watch and not try to join.
This seemed to calm alan down but, unbeknown to us at the time, he was so much more nervous than we realised....
We arrived back home and went inside, the cameras were not made ready this time, for obvious reasons.
Again, with hindsight, it's probably a good job they weren't recording what was about to happen.
But, at the time, i wasn't thinking of any possible problems, all i could think about was my soaking wet fanny that desperately needed alans stiff little prick.....i had an itch that needed scratching alright.....i was going to eat him alive.
2 minutes after getting in, there came a knock at the door.
What a strange sensation it was to answer it and let alan in, with john stood right there in the hallway with me......there was something 'final' about it.....this really was it.
With the door closed and locked i wasted no time, embracing alan, pushing him up against the wall, kissing my boyfriend passionately.
