My name is Dave; I am 30, five foot nine, brown hair, blue eyes with a slim build. I am in the process of getting a divorce. My wife, Susan, left me for a so called friend. She tried to instigate a threesome with him without informing beforehand and against my wishes I might add. I had no wish to participate in a threesome with him or anyone else. You see, my wife always had a big sex drive or at least more than me. She is attractive five foot five blonde, 36 DD and a sexy ass. She was the type of woman young guys would ogle over as her physical assets are prominent. My wife just loves sex. I thought I did, too, but over time my need or excitement at having sex waned. I thought it was normal that after a while one might lose interest. So sex had become a bit of a chore at times as sometimes I was tired and worn out.
During our college days, we fucked at least a three, four times a week -- sometimes more. After college, we lived together for a while before we got married. Our sex lives really left nothing to be desired or so I thought. I was just happy to carry on, be the good honest faithful husband; little did I know Susan had other plans. We both worked hard and had good jobs and still she would want to fuck hard most nights. I had a buddy, Tom, who I played golf with from time to time. Susan had seen him several times, and had admired his toned body.
One day, out of the blue she asked me "Dave does Tom have a girlfriend?"
I told her "he had one, but had split up with her a couple months ago, and is playing the field, so to speak," I replied.
She then said to me, "The poor guy probably hasn't had any sex in a while, and probably needs some, so why don't we invite him over some night for dinner."
This rather startled me, but I pushed it from my mind, after a game of golf one day I asked Tom if he would like to come over for dinner that evening. Little did I know what it would lead to? He came over later that Saturday evening, bringing a bottle of red wine. Susan had prepared a fantastic meal and once we ate and finished, we all sat down in our living room and had more wine and beer. Susan was in a black mini dress that left nothing to the imagination. Every time she bent over you could get a clear view of her ample cleavage or her red thong. Tom and I had both noticed it on several occasions. At first he was respectfully trying to look away but the more he drank, I could clearly see he was getting turned on.
Sitting there in the living room, and looking at Susan, I got a terrific hard-on and I noticed Tom did too. The more we drank the more open minded the conversation became and inevitably turned to sex.
Tom mentioned "my last girlfriend was pretty uptight about blow-jobs and being fucked in the ass, which I love to do."
This kind of intrigued Susan, who was enjoying the conversation and the glances she was getting from Tom.
"I have some unfulfilled fantasies too," she said.
Even with the drink, I was a bit taken aback at how open they were chatting and tried to change the subject several times but to no avail.
Susan then she told Tom that "I have always wanted a threesome. Have you ever had one?" she asked.
He told her "I had suggested it to my previous girlfriend a few times but she wasn't into it."
I felt a sudden fear creep up on me as I could see where this was going.
A smile came across Susan's face, "why not have one now" she suggested.
My mouth fell open and I choked on the beer I was drinking and before I could say anything she stood up and started to remove her dress.
Susan said "Shall we go upstairs or fuck here."
Before I could say anything Tom had kicked of his shoes and was removing his trousers.
"Wait, what the fuck Susan do you think you're doing?"
"Come on, don't be a stick in the mud. I need a good fucking and you haven't been up to it for a while now," she said smiling at Tom.
"You can join in, watch or sit here and sulk," Tom said reaching for Susan.
Tom kissed her as she played with his cock, before she took her bra and thong off revealing her breasts pussy and ass.
"I need fucking, by a real man," she said.
"Susan, don't do this," I said pleading with her.
"David is busy being a little bitch and sulking so you need to fuck me Tom. Are you up to it?" she said spreading the lips of her pussy.
Tom quickly started forward and began to tongue and finger Helen's pussy. He then turned her around and bent her over a sideboard. Tom started to finger my wife's asshole. I just knew that he was going to fuck her in the ass. Susan liked getting fucked in the ass, I knew that. He spat saliva on her ass hole and fingered it several times before taking his stiff cock and pushes it into her. I watched as Susan moaned and shrieked a few times as he pushed his big cock into her.
"Fuck me, fuck me hard Tom, make me your bitch," she screamed.
