It had been a long week at work when Megan got home that Friday. Sighing with relief, she remembered that her husband had taken the kids to his parents that weekend to give her a break. She had the entire weekend with no kiddos. Glancing at the time on her cell phone, Megan hurried to the shower. Marcus would be home from dropping off the kids soon, and she wanted to clean up and get ready for, hopefully, a night out with her hubby. It felt like it had been years since they had a night to be adults and party.
She was ready to go by the time Marcus returned and he had a frown on his face. "What's wrong baby?" Megan asked. Feeling her heart drop, she knew their plans to go out tonight and hang with their friends had just got flushed down the drain.
"Billy called me while I was on my way back and said the bar is closed tonight. The owner had a sudden death in the family, and they don't know when they will be back open."
"Well shit", was Megan's response. "I got all dolled up for nothing then. Guess I'll go back to the bathroom and clean my face off. There is no point now."
"Hold your horses darlin. You can still stay dressed up, you look fantastic!" Marcus said as he slowly backed Megan up to the wall at the end of their foyer. There was a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. She had no idea what his plans were for tonight. She was going to be pleasantly surprised. They had discussed fantasies before and thinking he wasn't paying attention, Megan had mentioned about being with two guys at once. Marcus knew he would probably never get his fantasy of two girls at once if he didn't consent to giving her two guys at once. He kissed her deeply and passionately once she was against the wall Marcus pressed his growing dick against Megan's belly.
Groaning, Megan wrapped her arms around Marcus's neck and her legs around his waist, needing to feel his cock against her now throbbing slit. When you have to get it when you can with three kids in the house, being able to do it anywhere but the bedroom is exciting. Hoping that they would go ahead and take advantage of it, Megan groaned in disappointment when Marcus backed away from her.
Tracing his fingertips along the shape of her ample breasts and down her abdomen, Marcus continued, "Billy is grabbing some food and some beer and coming over here. I figured we could do a Netflix a chill night with him instead of trying to find another bar to go to. I know you wanted to go and dance, but at least this way we can be comfortable, have no one to impress, and talk how we want to talk without the owner's rules pressing down our necks."
Analyzing Marcus's five o'clock shadow peppering his face and wondering how it would feel scratching against the inside of her thighs at this very moment, Megan nodded her head in agreement. "Well since we are staying home then, I'm going to change because this outfit is going to be killing me before long and I want to be as comfortable as possible."
Marcus watched Megan saunter off to the bedroom and had to fight to keep from following her in there and ravaging her right then. He needed to save himself for when Billy arrived, and poured Megan a very stiff Jim Beam and Coke with grenadine. He didn't want to get her plastered right away but wanted her relaxed and loose enough to agree to just about anything tonight. Marcus and Billy had talked about it in great detail and had a plan to make everyone smiling by the end of the night.
Billy had admitted to Marcus, when they met for lunch three weeks ago, that he had found Megan very attractive since they had first met, but never left the 'friend zone' because she had bounced from man to man in her younger days. Now at 35, she was settled down with Marcus, and Billy knew he would always be Megan's best friend. Marcus had explained to Billy that Megan had wanted two guys at once, but he didn't trust anyone else with her except Billy.
"So, you are telling me, I get a chance to live my fantasy and have sex with your wife for one night?" Billy had said.
"Yup. The only string is that it can only be this one night. We can go until we are passed out, and if I pass out before the two of you do, and she's still in the mood...then you can still go at it. But once the sun comes up the next morning. That's it. No more. Can you agree to that?" Marcus had said almost a little too sternly.
Grinning like a Cheshire cat, Billy said, "Absolutely. The only question is, can you get her to agree to it?"
It was Marcus's turn to grin, "I don't think we will have a problem with that."
Walking out of the bedroom in a pair of short running shorts and a tank top with no bra, Megan had decided to go without underwear because she was hoping that her and Marcus could get at least their lower halves under the blanket while watching a movie with Billy in the room and he would finger fuck her until she came. The thought of Billy's 6-foot, blue eyed, blond hair, corn-fed muscular body only being a few inches from her on their couch while she soaked her husbands' fingers in her cum, was almost more than she could take. It was one of her ultimate fantasies. She wouldn't mind if Billy watched, but really wanted him to partake. To be worshipped and made to cum multiple times by two different men, god that would be heaven, Megan thought to herself.
As she walked down the hallway to the living room, the doorbell rang. Marcus told her he had it and told her to take her drink and just relax. Megan took a long pull off the drink that Marcus had handed her and noticed how strong the Jim was. Grinning, she knew it was going to be an interesting night. Marcus was trying to get her drunk. Where he was headed with this, she didn't know, but couldn't wait to find out.
Billy walked into the living room and stopped dead in his tracks. Megan was sitting with her feet tucked underneath her on the couch in only the shortest pair of running shorts he has ever seen and a skimpy black tank top that barely contained her C cup breasts. He knew he had to take his time, and let Marcus drive this fun train tonight, but heaven help him...he wanted to wrap her up in his arms right now and fuck the shit out of her. He had waited for years to sink himself into her, to taste her, and make her scream long into the night.
Marcus tapped Billy on the shoulder and pulled Billy out of his daydream. Holding a stack of paper plates and a roll of paper towels, Marcus walked into the living room and Billy followed his lead placing the pizza he had brought onto the ottoman. Megan was trying to find something on Netflix that would interest all of them, but Marcus snatched the controller out of her hand and simply stated, "I'll be the movie DJ tonight." Grinning Marcus knew exactly what he was going to put on. Spartacus always got Megan feeling frisky and knew that between that series and the Jim Beam, she would be willing to do just about anything tonight.
When he hit play on the show, Megan just looked at Marcus like he had lost his mind. He knew what that show did to her and put it on anyway. Yet, she was getting ready to be settled down on the couch between her two favorite guys, eating pizza, watching soft porn, and drinking. Yup, tonight was going to be interesting. If nothing else, Billy would hear her screaming from the bedroom later that night. Her lips slowly turned into a grin at the thought of Billy rubbing his cock on her couch while she was getting thoroughly fucked by her husband in their bedroom. Even if he wasn't in the same room, he could at least get some pleasure out of it, and Billy at least being in the same house while she could be loud. If this was the game that Marcus was playing, she couldn't wait to begin.
As the night progressed, they made it through the first three episodes and Megan had two strong Jim Beam and Cokes. She was getting more and more flirty with both men and was getting hornier by the minute. She had to have someone touch her constantly. At one point, she could have sworn she felt Billy trace his fingertips down the edge of her tit while Marcus drug his fingertip up her thigh and barely grazed her already dripping slit. Shaking off the thought, Megan grabbed the blanket she kept on the couch and feigned her legs being cold. She needed to feel Marcus's fingers on her and in her. She sighed in relief when she felt Marcus's fingers slide her shorts out of the way and started toying with her engorged nub.
Megan tried carrying on a conversation with Billy about the historical accuracy of the show while Marcus shoved first one, then two fingers deep inside her. It was getting harder and harder to focus. She was beyond euphoric with need by this point. Allowing a moan to escape her lips, she looked at Billy and licked her lips. Megan was so focused on Billy, she didn't hear Marcus say, "Billy, take her shirt off."
Billy grinned, and slowly grabbed the edge of Megan's tank top and started to slowly work it off. Inch by inch, he drank in the sight of her belly and finally her gorgeous globes as he stripped her tank top off and dropped it onto the couch cushion beside him. For having three children her belly was toned and her breasts were still pert. Looking at Marcus for permission, Billy licked his lips and placed a soft and gentle kiss on Megan's lips when Marcus nodded his head. The remnants of her drink on her breath, made Billy moan. That was one weakness they both shared was Jim Beam and Billy had chosen not to drink any of it tonight because he had desperately wanted to taste it mixed with her honey mouth.
