A few weeks had passed since Michelle and I had returned from our holiday in Thailand (see previous story). She need to go shopping for a new gas cooker, so we took a drive to our local Currys in Charlton.
Eventually Michelle found a cooker she liked and approached a male sales assistant for arrange deliver and all the other boring stuff that comes from buying stuff.
By this time I was so bored I had made the decision to entertain myself by staring in awe at the image on the massive 4K TV screens and wanting one.
After a few minutes I rejoined Michelle and the male sales assistant as they were finishing their delivery arrangements and everything else.
As we left she told me she thought the sales assistant - who's name escapes me, but for the sake of this story I will call Andy - was flirting with her. I told her I wouldn't be surprised if he was because she was very attractive. Michelle was petit. She was short, had short-cut blonde hair which showed off her amazingly sexy neck and bright blue eyes. She may have been short, but she had a great body. Not skinny that she looked liked she needed to eat more, but not too fat she looked unhealthy (not that I can talk. I'm not saying I'm fat, but last week I fell down the stairs and it sounded like EastEnders had just started!)
Michelle had amazing breast. Not small but big. I know that's very vague, but if you do a Goole search for a porn star named Krissy Lynn you'll get the general idea.
Teasingly, I suggested she go and flirt back and try and get his number. She seemed hesitant at first as she thought I was either being sarcastic (a character trait I have) or just joking. She took a bit of convincing, but eventually I convinced her. Michelle and I were very secure in your relationship and I knew she wasn't the type to cheat on me, so I had nothing to worry about. I'll never understand blokes that get with an attractive woman and then act all insecure that they're going to cheat.
My attitude to the whole thing is that just because other men may find your partner attractive and want them doesn't mean the feeling is reciprocated. And just because other men may want your partner doesn't mean they get to have her.
I kept myself entertained by walking through the TV section again. Eventually she found me and we started for the exit. I asked her if she got his number and she said she had. She said she didn't know what I expected her to do with it, so I simply replied with "You never know" and gave her a knowing wink.
We got in her car and sat there talking for a while. We talked about how we both enjoyed watching porn but had never talked about trying some of the stuff we both liked watching. And one of those things was threesomes.
Michelle was a bit of a tom-boy (my favourite type of woman) and she was very open and not shy about talking about sex.
As we sat in the car talking she could see I was getting hard. I decided the bite the bullet, unzipped my jeans and pulled out my hard cock. She reached over and started stroking it. She couldn't resist any longer and eventually she leaned over and started sucking my cock. Michelle had amazing lips and she knew exactly how to handle a cock.
I'm sure most men here would agree, but there are some women that can be a little too rough when it comes to playing with a guys cock. I had one partner that was so bad that when she wanked me it was like watching some with Parkinson's disease trying to unblock a sink!
I didn't have that problem with Michelle. She had amazing lips and knew exactly how to use them! I came in her mouth and she had no issue with swallowing the whole load. She loved that.
Eventually we got back to her place and we spent the rest of the afternoon just relaxing on the sofa talking, the TV low in the background.
Eventually she could see I had no issue with her texting this guy, so she did just that. After some back-and-forth, we arranged to meet Andy for a drink later that week.
We met Andy and we all got on. Like I said Michelle was a bit of a tom-boy and wasn't shy so Andy knew right from the start what we wanted. So after some drinks and a chat we eventually went back to Michelle's place. Michelle and Andy sat of sofa. Wanting Michelle to be fully relaxed I left the room, giving an excuse that I needed the toilet. When I returned a couple of minutes later, Andy and Michelle was snuggled up close on the sofa.