After that night with Christy and Kevin, my wife began to do all the things that used to make her my favorite little slut, and some more.
She was naked around the house much more. She had groomed her pubic hair into a nice little patch above her pussy and dyed the remaining hair blonde, which she had never done before.
She was much more daring when we went out in terms of going braless and even pantiless. She had always looked young for her age, but now she seemed to look even a few years younger. She now often looked as though she was in college.
But the most remarkable attribute my wife had since that night was the sex. She could not get enough. I was more than happy to oblige. We were fucking at the very least once a day. Often times, it was twice a day, especially those days that she had been out with Christy.
The two of them were becoming very good friends. They had begun to shop regularly together and talk with each other all the time. I had my suspicions that they may have been doing more than just shopping and talking. At least I hoped my wife was carrying out a "quasi-lesbian" affair with my coworker. However, I could not be for sure. I knew my wife was again into women, but I was not sure about Christy. While the two of them were becoming friends, Christy was much more conservative than my wife.
Of course, this all meant that the four of us continued to get together for dinners and going out, and that always ended in a foursome. Over the course of the next three months, I fucked Christy on at least five different occasions. Once school let out, we seemed to get together even more often since they had a pool, which meant skimpy bikinis and skinny dipping.
While my wife had reawakened sexually, there was one thing that was different. Before, my wife was wanting to fuck anything and everything that had a cock. She had once arranged for a ten-man gangbang of her. This meant that I was free to fuck any pussy that I could, which I did. Now, she was not into just picking some stranger couple at a swinger bar. Our swinging now consisted of just Kevin and Christy.
I really had nothing to complain about since most men would kill for the opportunity to fuck another woman with their wife's approval, especially one as hot as my coworker. However, I did still miss the days of having sex with numerous woman, but I was not about to bring it up and ruin the relationship the four of us had developed.
This relationship continued to develop over the summer. Since Christy and I are teachers, we had the summer off and Sara had Wednesday's off due to the fact she was a dental hygienist. Kevin took a few Wednesday's off and we went and played golf while the girls did whatever they wanted to.
This continued for the entire summer and school beginning. Once school began, I noticed, my wife started to attend a few of the happy hours with Christy's friends after work. This did not bother me at all, since I was hoping that Sara would be able to convince one of the other hot little co-workers of mine to join us in bed, with or without their husbands.
Before long, Sara decided to host a little party at our house for the Rams' second game of the season. We had just got a high-def television and we both wanted to show of our new little toy. She and Christy had decided to invite the three other girls that Christy had been forever friends with at school and their husbands.
We made all the preparations and that Sunday Christy and Kevin had arrived early to help get everything ready. I noticed that Christy and my wife were giggling and acting a little weird, as if they had something up their sleeves, but I did not pay that much attention to it.
I did, however, pay attention to Christy. She wore a gold halter tank top that only had two tied straps in the back, which meant she was not wearing a bra. I confirmed that by sneaking up behind her and running my hands inside her shirt and caressed her breasts.
"Hey now, you're gonna have to wait," she said as she turned to me. "The others will be here soon."
"I know," I replied. "But the thought of that little thin fabric being the only thing covering your tits and those little white shorts make me want to bend you over and fuck you right now. Anyway, look at Kevin, he has his hand under Sara's skirt."
Before Christy could turn and see her husband fingering my wife's pussy, I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her into my growing hard on, which her hips met since she was wearing heeled sandals that seemed to add about three inches to her height. We began to kiss, but before long the doorbell rang.
Quickly, Christy fixed her top and my wife rearranged her panties under her skirt. My hard on, and I am sure Kevin's also, were covered by the untucked t-shirts we were wearing.
I lustily watched my wife head to the door. She was wearing a short khaki skirt and a wine colored spaghetti strapped tank. She also was not wearing a bra.
I caught up to her and we answered the door together. Donna and her husband Tom had arrived. Like my wife and Christy, Donna too was wearing a tank. She was more curvy than my wife and Christy. OK, she was slightly overweight, but she was also the biggest flirt in the department. In fact, she had been rumored to have been with several other guys in the school. Sara hugged both of them and guided them into the house.
As we were letting them in, Missy and Mark pulled up. Missy wore a sun dress that perfectly complimented her athletic body. She was very petite, but had the largest breasts of anyone I knew that was not overweight. Since she always seemed to dress in way that showed off her tits, all of the guys in the departments always tried to guess at the cup size and we had determined they were at least a DD cup. Mark wore what the rest of the guys were wearing, t-shirt and shorts.
I met them at our door and led them into the house. Mark and I joined Kevin and Tom in the living room, while the girls all went into the kitchen. The girls brought us beers and they told us they were going to make margaritas.
