My wife Denise and I have always been a little on the wild side. We have had numerous threesomes prior to this one, both with other males and females. We have a great little gal that we meet up with on occasions and have a great time. Some of those stories can be read entitled "Back to School". This encounter however occured at the end of May during a short weekend get-a-way that my wife and I had.
We drove down to a small trout fishing town in Missouri where one of our mutual friends' live. He was in college with us but moved away after graduating. Later he got married and after 7 years he recently just got a divorce. Stan is about 6'2", black hair and blue eyes. He keeps himself in excellent shape especially after his divorce. Before Denise and I started dating, her and Stan had went out once or twice and had even had sex once after getting loaded at the bar. Denise and I had talked several times about her time with Stan. Denise had said that Stan was "pretty big". When I asked how big she thought he was she said she didn't actually know but said that she couldn't get her fingers around his cock. She said she would compare it to a long neck bottle of beer, about the same length and circumference.
Stan said that we could stay at his house while we were down there. We got down there late Thursday night and were planning to stay until Sunday. Stan had to work on Friday which was fine because Denise and I were planning on going fishing all day at Roaring River. Denise and I had previously discussed what we would do if things started to become "hot" while we were there. Both of us agreed that a little fun might be in order since Stan was recently divorced and it had been awhile since we had had some adult fun of our own.
When we arrived late Thursday night, Stan greeted us at the door, shook my hand and gave Denise a big hug and kiss on the cheek. Of course Denise responded with a big hug of her own and I noticed that when they broke their hug that her hand drifted down Stan's back and lightly across his ass. We unloaded the car and then sat around for awhile shooting-the-shit until Stan said he had a meeting in the morning and needed to get the bed. Denise and I headed for the guest room and took a quick shower and jumped into bed because we too had to get up early so that we could get a good spot in the morning. Before going to sleep however we had a quick make-out session where I ended up eating her pussy until she was screaming into the pillow. We drifted off to sleep to get energy for the next day.
Stan was still asleep when we left the house at 5:30. After catching our limit by 10:30 we headed back to Stan's place, cleaned the fish and headed into town to have some lunch and shop a little. After lunch, we shopped and picked up some liquor, snacks, steaks and other needed items. Stan called about 3 and said that he was planning on leaving the office between 5:00-5:15 and that would put him home about 6 or so. We told Stan that would be great and to expect supper fixed when he arrived.
When Stan arrived we had a stiff drink fixed for him. He jumped in the shower as we finished fixing dinner. Since it was a beautiful evening, we decided to eat on the patio. Denise was dressed in casual pair of khaki shorts and a loose fitting top with no bra, which when she bent over revealed a large portion of her breasts. The meal was great as was the conversation. It had been a long time since we had talked to Stan in detail about what had been going on in our lives and the such. Stan explained his divorce to us and told us about his new job that he had taken following the divorce. It was lesser paying job but one that made him much more happier and had better benefits. As we chatted we continued to eat and have more and more drinks. By the end of the meal all of us were on our way to a pretty good buzz. All throughout the meal I watched Stan catching glimpses of Denise's skin that she was showing. We cleaned up a little then decided to walk down to the local club and have some more drinks.
When we got there is was still pretty early so the crowd had yet to grow. We started to play pool which really was alot of fun. It was just like being back in college again. Denise was really starting to loosen up. She seemed not to care at all that when she bent over that you could see all the way down her top and see in full view her breasts. After several rounds of beers the bar was beginning to fill up and people were starting to head for the dance floor. At 9 o'clock the DJ kicked in and the dancing really started.
I ushered Denise to the dance floor as Stan went and got another round of drinks. Denise and I did some half-way dirty dancing, butt-to-groin rubbing and all that stuff. On the dance floor she said she was getting pretty lit and was horny as hell. She said that I was in for a wild evening and too be ready for a hell of a time. We finished our dance and headed back to where Stan was waiting for us. Stan said he needed to take a piss and I told Denise that we would be right back. Once in the bathroom, Stan and I each took a urinal and started our business. Remembering what Denise had told me once about Stan being "pretty big" I had to curb my curiosity and glanced over. She was right, he was pretty big. His cock hanging there limp was probably about 5-6 inches long and thick all the way down his shaft. I found myself taking too long of a look and when my eyes went up Stan was looking at me. He just smiled and shook his cock while glancing down at my cock. I immediately apologized to Stan for staring and explained the story to him. He said it was not a problem at all and said that he sometimes too glances around and checks out other people.
Back at our table, Denise was waiting for us and said she was beginning to wonder if we had fallen in or something. We explained our story to her about what had happened in the bathroom. She just giggled and gave us a smile. At that point Stan asked if he could dance with Denise. I said to go have fun and not worry next time about asking me if you can dance with her. They made there way down to the dance floor and from our seats which were above the sunken dance floor I could clearly see them while they danced. At first they started dancing just casual and you could see them conversing as they danced.