My wife, Brenda and I married later than I thought was normal, I was 33, she was 37. We have a great marriage...similar personalities, both republicans, believe it is better to save than spend and believe our house should always be clean and decorated nicely. The one area that we do not have in perfect alignment is our sex life.
I want and could have sex wife her every night in many different positions. She on the other hand...wants sex one every two weeks with the lights out and only in the missionary position. Being the good husband, I accepted this, knowing that looking at porn and ready sex stories would help me threw the "hard" times.
What I did not know was that my wife had shared my need for more sex than she wanted to give up with several of her longtime close girlfriends. These women were all professional career women who had never married, worked in the financial district with my wife prior to our marriage and for the most part were above average in the looks area.
About a year after we were married, my wife told me that her friend Peggy was going to come for a visit and stay over night at our house. I thought nothing of this as I had met Peggy and she had stay over at our place several times in the past and we had spent lots of time with her since Jen and I had met.
Peggy was your typical New York chick. More worried about how she looked than what she was doing at that point. Always more worried about herself than anyone else and had been seeing a psychologist/counselor since high school. She was a career woman who was also a career single woman. She was pretty, but not drop dead gorgeous...5'5", 145 pounds, dark black hair, a nice smile, 36C tits and a nice body, not great, but nice. She also smoked which totally turned me off as I hated women who smoked. Peggy was always breaking up with his latest boyfriend for the dumbest reason and I had decided in my own head that she was a whack job.
As I got home from work on the Friday that Peggy was supposed to stay over, my wife told me that Peggy was running late as usual and would not be at our place until 6:30 p.m. That worked for me as I normally went to bed at 9:30 each night and it was less time I would need to pretend I wanted to listen to Peggy and my wife talk about their Wall Street Days.
Peggy arrived around 7 p.m. and we had quick dinner and then Peggy wanted to shower and put her night clothes on. My wife took Peggy up stairs and got her settled and shortly there after the water started to run in the guest bathroom shower. As Peggy finished up, she came back downstairs dressed in one of my wife's bath robes. As she was several inches taller than my wife, the robe only came to her mid-thigh and it made her legs look great.
The women decided to watch some girly movie on the pay-per view as I read the paper. My wife and I had already changed into our sleeping clothes, her in sweats and a t-shirt, me in shorts and t-shirt.
About 10 minutes into the movie the phone rang and it was my wife's boss looking for some spreadsheet that he needed. My wife ended up going downstairs to the basement to work on the computer. After she left the room, I looked over at Peggy and noticed she had cocked her leg over the arm of the couch and had given me a perfect shot up her leg all the way to her pussy. It was a nice fat pussy with dark black pubic hair. She did not notice the nice pussy shot she had given me and was still giving me.
As I tried not to be caught staring, she actually spread her legs more and which caused the bathrobe to ride up further and give me an even better view of her hairy pussy. As I tried not to stare too much, I glanced up to look at Peggy's face and she was staring right at me with a smirk on her face.
"Enjoying the view," she asked.
I was very embarrassed and nervous and my face must have showed it as Peggy started to laugh.
"Don't be scared, if I did not want you to look, I would not have allowed you to see my pussy," she teased. "How did it look down there?"
Not sure how to respond, I said, "It looked pretty damn good to me,"
"Glad you liked it," she replied and with that she looked towards the steps heading to the basement and after not hearing my wife coming up the steps, she opened the belt of the room and laid back on the couch and showed me her tits and pussy all at once. "What do you think of the whole package?"
Peggy looked great lying on the couch with her legs spread, twisting her nipples staring at me. It took a great deal of effort not to lunge across the room and dive into her spread cuntlips face first.
"Are you crazy, if Brenda comes up here, we are both dead," I whispered to her.
"Are you scared of your wife or our you scared of me? I can tell him one part of your body is not scared." Peggy answered, while looking down to my shorts and noticing my dick was making a large tent in my shorts as a result of her show.
"I am probably afraid of both you and my wife, although I would love to dive between your legs and lick you clean and until you were dry," I whispered.
With that, we heard my wife coming up the stairs with phone in hand talking to her boss. Peggy very slowly closed both her legs and robe and got back to sitting position while I put the paper to my face and pretended to not pay attention.
"Bad news Peg, I need to meet my boss in the office tomorrow morning to work on a presentation, that means we will have to put off our spa day," she said dejectedly.
