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After the threesome Becky and I had with my best friend Mike, I was excited about the thought of having my fantasy fulfilled now. After all; Becky did promise me that we would have another threesome this time where the third was a woman.
A couple of weeks went by and I did not mention this other half of the bargain. Sex was still great and in fact I think it was better. We still liked to role-play and had sex at least 4-5 times a week. Sometimes Becky and I liked to get really into the dirty talk and calling her my slut wife. One night our play centered on Becky being a hooker, I picked her up at a bar and took her home with me. I was married but my wife was out of town on business. As it went on, we pretended that this slut I picked up was down on her knees giving me a blowjob while I sat on the sofa. I was just about to blow my cum in her mouth as I realized that someone had sit down next to me.
I felt the racing of my cum heading for the opening of my cock head when I saw my wife. I pulled away from the prostitute just as my seed rocketed from my head. There was so much pressure it hit my wife in the face. Two shots right across her lips. I knew the murdering was about to happen but my wife looked stunned. Was it because I was getting my dick sucked by some tramp right there in our living room or was it because she had just been facialed?
We continued to pretended that my wife just wiped the cum off her face with her fingers and licked them clean. She smiled and said she was not mad cause she had always wanted to watch me having sex with another woman and now she had the chance.
After we finished our role play, Becky asked "Did you have a good time with that?"
Of course I did. She continuedby asking "do you have an idea who we could get to join us in the next threesome?"
I told her I did not have a clue. The only people I knew were the ones at work and that might not be a good idea. Becky said much the same thing not knowing anyone away from work.
"We need to keep thinking, who we can get. I want you to have your fantasy fulfilled like mine was" she said.
A couple of more days went by and while I was at work I got a call from Kathy, Mike's wife. Kathy said that Mike was called out of town for a few days and that tomorrow was her birthday. She wondered if Becky and I would like to have dinner with her and help celebrate.
I told "we would be honored and in fact she was to be our guest at our house and we would make dinner and have a wonderful time."
I could hear the happy tone in her voice as she agreed and asked if she needed to bring anything. I told her not to worry about a thing and just be at our house around 7pm.
As soon as I hung up from Kathy I called Becky and told her about the plans I made. Becky was happy that I offered to have Kathy come over and that good friends should do things like that when they could. Becky said that she would cook the meal but I had to go buy Kathy a birthday gift and a couple of bottles of wine.
The next night Kathy arrived right on time and we had a wonderful meal. After dinner we all three went to the living room and I put some jazz on the stereo. Becky gave Kathy her birthday gift and I sat next to her, as the gift was unwrapped. Becky had no clue as to what I bought our friend and was surprised when Kathy held up a black chemise just like the white one Becky had.
I told Kathy "just consider it a gift for both her and Mike."
Kathy blushed a little and gave me a wink.She went on to say "I can't wait to put it on."
By now we had finished off the first bottle of wine and I went to open another for us. We were all a little drunk when Becky asked "is it the right size?"
Kathy jumped up from her seat and said "let me go and try it on."
Kathy stood a little weak in the knees and walked towards the guestroom of the house. After several minutes Kathy had not returned so Becky decided she had better go and check on her.
Becky knocked on the door and walked in the room. Kathy was laid out on the bed with her hands working over her breasts. Kathy was suddenly aware that Becky was there and apologized for what she was doing.
"Don't worry about it honey" Kathy said. "Wine always makes me horny and the material of the chemise against my skin really turns me on."
Becky reassured Kathy that she was not offended by seeing her pleasuring herself. In fact it was nice to watch even if it was for only a second.
"You know I have a chemise exactly like the one you have but it's white." Becky confided.
Kathy started to ask a question and then stopped before it came out. "What is it Kathy?" Becky asked.
Kathy lowered her head and said " I'm too embarrassed to ask such a personal question."
"Ask away." Becky coaxed.
Kathy thought for a moment as to build her courage and then finally asked, "Do you play with yourself when you wear your chemise?"
She told Kathy that when she wore it she would often masturbate and many times in front of me. It was a real turn on to have somebody watch her while she did that.
Kathy blushed a bit and admitted that she to masturbated in front of Mike and also wondered what it would be like to watch a real woman pleasure herself. Becky could feel her body beginning to get turned on by what they were talking about and wondered if Kathy would be game for the threesome she had promised.
"Kathy, you know you look very nice in your outfit, what you think of me putting mine on and do a little modeling?" she asked.
Kathy looked at her with a little shock and said "What the hell? I'm drunk enough and maybe I will get a chance to see you play with yourself."
Becky winked and Kathy and told her to come to her bedroom with her. On the way Becky yelled that they would be out in a minute. I thought what could they be doing to take so long.
Becky quickly stripped naked and was about to get redressed when she noticed Kathy looking at her.
Kathy spoke up "you have a very sexy body and you must get all the sex you can handle."
Becky blushed and said that she and I did have a great sex life and that we sometimes think we must be rabbits cause we did it so often.