We are happily married for last 15 years and having two kids. Our children are in their respective hostels of their boarding schools and doing quite well in study. We both love each other very much, but to be very frank our sex life was having lack of spark in last few years. I was extremely busy in my office works and my wife Vijaya was managing home, bank, post office etc. We are proud of our happy bonding in our small family.
I want to tell you all about one incident that happened with us recently. Last month we received request from a Chennai boy who wants to have an accommodation as paying guest. He approached us through some social media. When we interacted we came to know he is a 19 year old boy who is coming to our town for academic purpose and his stay is hardly for one week. We are 44 and 39 year old husband-wife; we invited him gladly with a reasonable token money, we are not professional in paying guest business. We wanted to support a teenage boy in academic career by providing accommodation. That's all.
One Sunday morning he arrived at our residence. I and Vijaya cordially invited him. We found Murali, a slim tall guy. He was bit shy; it seemed he belongs to an educated and cultured family.
My wife, Vijaya is a classic beauty with her great 36-32-38 figure. He was sitting in a single sofa while we both occupied the bigger one just opposite to him. Murali tried not to stare at my wife.
"Don't be embarrassed, dude," I smiled. "Please feel free here and you can frankly talk with us as a family member during your stay."
This was the beginning. Then onwards we both started to mix up with the guest as if we knew him for a long time.
Whole week me and Murali used to have breakfast together, Vijaya served homely food items. In the evening we again got together, chat a lot on different aspect of life or seeing some movie/ sports in television.
Saturday being the half day in my work place, I came back early. Murali was bit late returning home from his institute. After his arrival, we had cup of tea together.
He started to pack up, next day morning he was supposed to leave us for his city.
After dinner, we gathered in our bedroom to watch TV. We started to discuss there about his stay and he also compiled his experience about us with his great smile. We were openly talking about each other. I was leg-pooling the shy young man. Murali felt shaky while Vijaya was talking, my wife by nature is quite reserve.
It was around 11 PM, one movie was going on in TV set. After 10-15 min we found it's an adult movie. To be very specific, it was not porn but an English movie showing lot of cleavage or ladies in bikini on sea shore.
Obviously the guest felt awkward in front of my attractive wife. That even encouraged me a lot. I could see a bump in front of his pant. He was wearing a track pant, so the bulge was more visible. I was chatting with him to make him comfortable, but he couldn't come out of his shakiness. He looked very cute and I kept on teasing the boy. Vijaya was telling me not to disturb him.
Within fraction of a second, I pulled his pant down. He was without any underwear and revealed a cock with partial hardness.
"Why are you irritating the good boy...?" Vijaya directed her question looking at Murali's exposed and semi-erect cock.
My wife apologized, "Sorry, Murali. Please pull your pants up."
As she looked at him, she was surprised to see his little pee-pee slowly converting into a solid bony hardness.
He was bit ashamed being the only nude person there, that too in front of my gorgeous wife. Though, she had kept her head down, her eyes were constantly attempting to steal a good look of his erection, I was able to catch her stealing eyes.
I could also judge his dick almost similar in size of mine. By that time, it started to jerk even. The mats of hair was surrounding the roots, big balls were swinging below his organ.
"Honey, we both are almost identical in all departments, no?" I blurted jokingly, and Vijaya had a nervous smile.
That irritated my pretty wife too much; she is a reserved lady by nature. Getting irritated she suddenly ripped off my trouser. I too stood there completely naked, but about three quarters hard. Yes, I stood naked there with the teenage boy, less than half of my age.
That incident clearly created extreme excitement in the room. My wife could see two cocks completely exposed, out of which one belonged to her hubby.
She wanted to turn her face away, but she could not resist the temptation of viewing the naked teenage boy. Vijaya was spellbound. I am sure that it was the first incident when she could see two erect organs together. His rock hard dick was pointing to the ceiling.
It was pin-drop silence as sexual tension already created over there. Some morbid thing came into my mind. I rushed towards my wife and ripped off Vijaya's top and bra. Her huge tits tumbled into view.
Oh, God! There they were his Aunt's tits. Murali saw those big breasts bounce and sway. The milky white bags were capped with large and dark areolas. He couldn't believe Vijaya Aunt was there before him topless now. Murali's eyes almost popped out of his head.
That brought my topless wife back into her sense. She stood up and hurriedly covered her tits with her palms. She wanted to get away before things get out of hand.
Vijaya protested, "Hey, what are you doing dear!" It was impossible to hide her big tits with her small palms. That was great arousing, I hurriedly pulled the thread of her long skirt and it touched the ground and she was then even without her panty.
Vijaya was totally naked in front of the hungry eyes of the teenager. Quite obviously Murali could watch her naked glory, her shaved cunt, big round bottom and her cream colored thighs.
It was the most erotic moment of my life! My voluptuous wife was naked, posing for the horny teen boy who himself was naked and presenting his erect, hairy cock. With his beaming face, he leered at her naked body, showing his obvious pleasure in seeing the grown woman's nude form.
I started fondling my wife in front of him. I took my wife into the bed, kissed her whole body. In 15 years of marriage, this was a special night!
I looked at Murali while my wife was moaning, her eyes were shut. I was so busy in kissing her belly; suddenly I realized that he moved too close. To be more precise, he stood between my wife's thick thighs and his erection was a couple of inch away from her big pussy. I found him even moving closer to her.
