That weekend, CJ's father in law, Rob, had taken the kids to Philadelphia as he had promised. One of the rare times CJ and Emily had the house to themselves.
Plenty of making out, plenty of being lazy, plenty of sex. Only this time, Em no longer had the thought of whether or not she was going to get pregnant as a result. Good old tied tubes, she thought.
He still hadn't had the talk with Em about what he wanted to. Kind of hard to discuss a possible FMF threesome with six kids, all under ten, around.
CJ debated on how he would approach Emily about the subject he had had on his mind before feeling raunchy enough to stop in an adult film store.
He had stuffed his hair under a baseball cap and put on shades in hope that no one would recognize him, browsing through the tapes of various straight and girl/boy/girl bisexual films.
He wondered if his bisexual sister Trina had ever been here and she'd gotten ideas for for her lover Danielle and Trina's husband, Kris, from these kinds of things.
He finally found one that had a great-sounding FMF threesome scene; he had sneaked out to lock himself in the den after Emily had fallen asleep one night and had found it--along with a great lesbian scene he could easily picture Trina and Danielle in--incredibly hot.
It was all he could do not to wake Em up and fuck the life out of her afterwards.
CJ then went to the bathroom to clean up after he'd jerked off, then rewound the tape to right before the threesome scene before sticking it in the player in the living room. What better way to talk to Em about one of those?
Sure enough, the following night, Emily had already found a tape in the player when she went to play a video for them to enjoy a movie together. The scene had barely started when the hairs raised on her neck.
"CJ! What the hell is this? Is this a porn film?"
"What, you never saw one? Come on, this one is pretty hot. Besides, it isn't like we get to be alone and do this kind of shit anyway."
"You saw this already?"
"I had to get ideas to entertain you somehow, baby," he said, nuzzling her neck.
The look on her face was priceless as she viewed the scene between the guy playing a carpenter and two young schoolgirls. Em's mouth dropped open as the girls worked over the guy and each other.
"Oh my God," she finally said.
"You ever think about it?" he finally asked, giving her a sly grin.
"About that? Are you out of your mind? Another girl and us?"
"Come on, baby, be honest. I know how wild you've gotten in the last few years we've been married. If you thought about bringing in a girl with us, it's all cool. Hell, I'd even deal with another guy with us if you wanted that, too."
"CJ, that is just nasty. I can't believe we're discussing this. This wouldn't by any chance be coming from you finding out Trina's bisexual, would it?"
"Some of it," he grinned. "And it's kind of a guy thing. Come on, baby, just watch and enjoy."
Em did watch a little of the threesome unfold on the screen; he could see the wonder in her eyes as she seemed to get a bit engrossed in what the girls were doing to the man, especially the scene where one girl had ridden the man's cock while the other straddled his face.
CJ then slid his hand under her waistband, finding her pussy damp.
"I think some little girl is enjoying this," he whispered as he slid two fingers inside her.
Emily nodded, noticing her husband's own hard-on through his sweats. She snaked a hand over and rubbed it, then squealed and moaned as CJ slid in two more fingers inside her own pussy, fucking her with a frenzy, until she exploded into the most powerful orgasm she could remember.
Emily then pulled down his pants and slipped her mouth over the end of his shaft and sucked her way up and down.
He could see her head bobbing up and down as her lips engulfed his cock as she used her lips and tongue on him; from her mouth came the sexy slurping sounds of a good blow job and moans of a horny woman getting hornier by the second.
By this time, he'd collapsed back onto the sofa and Emily had removed his sweats and T shirt.
The next thing CJ knew, she was naked and on top of him, fucking him on the sofa.
He began to sense as Em rode him hard that it wouldn't be long before he was going to cum and gritted his teeth to make it last as long as possible, not easy with one's hot, horny wife riding his cock and getting very close to her own orgasm.
Emily was panting and gasping as she kept up her pace and low murmuring.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she moaned over and over.
He too was panting and gasping, trying to hold on until, suddenly Emily wailed, "I'm cumming, oh, God, I'm cumming…fuck me!"
She arched her back and he could feel her cunt muscles grip his cock and then with that, CJ shot a large load of his cum deep inside her.
Yeah, she'd been turned on all right! CJ had thought when she collapsed on him.
"So what do you think, baby? You want to try that sometime and see what fun Sis finds in it? I'll even let you bring home the girl."
She panted a little and caught her breath. "Let me think about it and get back to you. Especially since it turned us both on so much to actually see one… "
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CJ went on an errand for Emily the following morning, and unknowingly had found the "perfect" woman for what they had planned.
He'd caught Em studying the threesome scene of the film they had seen the night before and grinned to himself.
It was later that day that she decided she did want to try it. Once.
He'd been engrossed in thought when someone snapped him out of it.
"Hi, CJ? CJ Maroulis?"
Oh shit, he's been busted by a fan or two, he thought, then turned around to see a familiar face from his past.
"Michelle? Michelle Hayes?"
"Yeah. I'm surprised you remembered me." She ducked her head a little shyly.
Remembered her? This was the girl he'd jerked off to in high school, the pretty cheerleader that thought he was a dork in the music department and blown him off. Now here she was in front of his, ducking her head as if she recognized royalty.
"Now how could I forget the gorgeous girl that blew me off when I was sixteen?" he grinned at her playfully. "And I must admit you are still quite beautiful."
Michelle shrugged. "Evidently my ex-husband didn't think so. He left me for a twenty three year old. I took back my maiden name after we split."
He knew the pain of divorce and touched Michelle's arm lightly. "I'm sorry, Michelle. I know that's difficult to go through."
"Yeah, I heard about the hell you went through with your own ex-wife. You remarried?"
"Yep. Six kids now. Em and I had five together. Oldest is nine and the youngest six months."
"My, you have been busy since high school, haven't you?" she laughed lowly.
