The morning after our threesome with Tom, Donna was very withdrawn. She barely said a word at breakfast but I understand she was tired and a little hung over from the night before. I still found it hard to believe the evening went by so quickly. My fantasy, our fantasy, was now over and only a wonderful memory. My wife really let loose the night before and I was darn proud of her for embracing her sexuality for. As the morning wore on, I began to worry about her. If I tried to talk about last night, she would give me short answers but wouldn't engage in a conversation.
When I asked her if something was bothering her, she replied, "Nothing."
Any man will tell you that when a woman says there is nothing wrong, it usually means there is something bothering her. We have to keep prodding until they finally let us know because we are horrible at reading a woman's mind. It was obvious that something about last night was on her mind and it wasn't just a symptom of too much alcohol. Finally, about mid-morning, I got her to open up.
"I'm so embarrassed. I can't believe I acted like such a slut last night with Tom. How am I ever going to face him again? Are you mad at me for the way I acted last night? I know you wanted to try a threesome but I fucked him twice."
"Honey, I couldn't be happier. You were so sexy last night. I'm thrilled with what happened and how it played out. As a matter of fact, I was hoping we could do it again sometime."
Donna looked at me like I was nuts, "I can tell you one thing, it's not happening anytime soon."
I felt bad and somewhat guilty that my wife was having some regrets. I went out of my way to reassure her that I was fine with what happened and to quit judging herself. It took a while but she finally admitted she was never as horny as the night before and would be fine. I concluded she needed a little time to come to terms with her feelings but I had to keep reinforcing that we both had a good time and not to overthink the situation.
Later that night, we were feeling a little frisky and she put on a sexy piece of lingerie to tease me before we had sex. It made me wish Tom was there to see her. While we were making out, I kept thinking about how my friend was fondling her the night before. I was thinking about how he must have enjoyed her blow jobs and how long he had lusted for her. As I was fucking my wife, I told her how much I enjoyed seeing her with my best friend. She closed her eyes as I described from my view, all the gory details of watching her take his dick into her mouth. She began to moan and squirm when I told her how much I enjoyed seeing him penetrate her pussy. She began to cum during my description of watching him fill her pussy with his sperm. I came myself soon thereafter.
During our after sex pillow talk, Donna admitted that she enjoyed doing something so naughty and out of the ordinary. She couldn't believe she actually went through with it and wouldn't have done it without having a few drinks to lower her inhibitions.
We had sex a few days in a row with us reliving our fantasy threesome come true each time but things settled back down once we got over the initial high. The next weekend we met up with some friends at a local bar to watch a football game. Donna said she'd be a little embarrassed to see Tom but told me she'd be okay.
When we got to the bar, Tom was the first to greet us and he undressed Donna with his eyes as usual but this time, he knew exactly what she looked like naked. He complimented her on her attire, tight black leggings and a form fitting, low cut, long sleeve top that accentuated her firm, 36c breasts. We all acted like nothing had happened last weekend. My wife and friend traded some awkward glances at first but she relaxed once her initial embarrassment was over, assisted by a couple of drinks.
I noticed Tom and Donna exchanging knowing glances and subdued smiles. When she went up to the bar to get us refills, Tom came up close behind her, so close that he was right up against her. He leaned in to whisper something in her ear as he grabbed a handful of her ass and they both smiled as she pushed his arm away.
When she came back with the drinks I said with a chuckle, "It looks like Tom was up to his usual tricks."
"Yeah, he never fails to grab my butt. He also told me that as soon as he saw me walk in, he got a hard on. When he pressed up against me, I could feel it too."
I hinted that we could invite him back to our house but she refused. She told me she wasn't going to invite him over every week. I told her I understood but in the back of my perverted mind I was encouraged. By not inviting him over every week meant that she was open to doing it again in the future. It was just a matter of when not if we did it again.
Donna even made it a point to brush her tits up against Tom a couple of times in the crowded bar and one time I saw him grab her by the hips as he was squeezing by her and my wife made it a point to press and wiggle her ass against him.
I was thinking, "Damn she's really cock teasing him." I almost felt sorry for him.
When we got home that evening, Donna made it known that she was horny and wanted to have sex. There was no doubt in my mind that her conversation and teasing with Tom got her hot, knowing that he got an erection just seeing her walk in the door. She put on a sheer, light blue baby doll with a matching sheer thong.
When she came out of the bedroom after changing she asked, "Do you think Tom would like to see me in this?"
"I think he'd like to do more than see you in it baby."
Later when I was licking her cunt, I told her, "Tom told me he loved the taste of your juicy pussy. Too bad he isn't here right now."
When Donna was blowing me, she asked, "Are you sure you want to see me sucking Tom's dick like this again? How about licking his balls like this? You know, his cum tasted really nice too."
Damn she was taunting me now so I knew it was only a matter of time before we invited my best friend back to fuck my wife again.
"I loved seeing your lips wrapped around his dick honey. I can't wait until you do it again."