It was Alex's birthday and we had decided to have night on the town. I left her on the dance floor and headed off towards the bar. It has been a long time since we had been to Silkies and I have forgotten how hot and crowded it got on a Saturday night. It took me some time to get to the bar and get served. And then another minute or so to find Alex sitting at a table talking to a young man. As I approached them with the drinks she looked up at me, grinned wickedly and said to her companion "This is John, my husband."
His face said it all, a mixture of embarrassment and disappointment. "This is Chris," she continued, "He's been trying to chat me up."
"Successfully?" I asked, playing along.
"Well, that's up to you" she grinned back.
I was stuck for a reply and so I said something like "Well you never know your luck!"
Alex shot me a quick glance of surprise and took the glass from my hand. Chris muttered something about getting himself another drink and started to walk away. "Hurry back." Alex called after him as he disappeared into the crowd. "That's the last we'll see of him!"
I smiled at her. "Pity," she replied "he had lovely eyes." We both giggled and took a drink.
Imagine our mutual surprise when about five minutes later Chris reappeared saying "Well, you said you never know your luck."
We all laughed and Chris sat down and the three of us started to chat. It transpired that Chris was a consulting engineer, travelling where his work took him. He had come to our town to evaluate a job that had turned out to be a dead-end. He told us he was staying in a B&B and was in town until Sunday afternoon and then he flew to Canada. Alex was right, he had soft brown eyes and quite long lashes for a man. I could see why he would be attractive to women.
We downed our drinks and Chris offered to buy a round, not wanting to seem impolite we accepted and off he went on safari to the bar. I could tell by the way Alex's eyes followed him and the way she licked her lips, for me to see, that she really fancied him.
Now we have been together for about eight years and in all that time we have only been "unfaithful" once; with another couple that we had both known and liked. We swapped partners a few times until it became clear that the emotions involved were starting to be a problem. Luckily we were all sensible enough to see that it might end in a mess and we stopped before there were any real problems. But that was years ago and Chris was here and now.
I asked Alex how far she thought we had better go with this situation and she replied "Well I know that it's my birthday but I'll stop it any time you want to."
She gave me her little girl how-could-you-deny-me-anything look and we both laughed out loud.
When Chris returned with the drinks Alex inquired what he thought of the B&B he was staying at.
"A total dump" he said, "there's a streetlight right outside the window that kept me awake all last night."
Under the table she clutched my hand, "well you could stay at our place tonight." She said it in such a way that he could easily have taken it as a joke. Under the table she waited for me to squeeze her hand. I am sure that if I had squeezed she would have laughed the whole thing off, sending Chris back to his B&B. There was a critical moment of silence. You could see Chris's mind trying to work out how to respond.
"I thought that you would never ask" he grinned, giving us a last chance to back out.
Alex resolved it with "well, lets go then."
There is a minicab stand just around the corner from the nightclub. We walked there, Alex between us, an arm around both of our waists. As we got in the cab Alex jumped into the back seat with Chris. I suppose that the driver thought that they were the couple. On the short drive to our home Alex gave him good reason to think so! Obviously committed to the idea she kissed him loudly. I could not see what was going on but I guessed that she was ensuring that Chris was aware of the welcome that he was going to get.
The drive home only took a few minutes but it was amazing how much went through my mind in those few minutes. Did I really want to go through with this? What role would I be expected to play? On the times we had swapped before we had both gone off with our new partners into separate rooms. Was I to be a part of the evenings events or was I supposed to discreetly vanish into the spare room for the night? I hoped not. I had never seen another man with Alex. How would I react? And if I were to be part of it, would I be up to it? God, supposing I failed to get an erection, how would Alex react? Well the cab was drawing up to our house. I paid the fare and got out. Alex and Chris were emerging in a flurry of straightening of their clothes. We were at the door, we were in the lounge, how would it start?
It started in a slightly embarrassed silence rapidly followed by some small talk as I poured us all a stiff drink and Alex light our gas fire. The fire is of the type that imitates a coal fire, cosy flames and a red light. As Chris and I drank our scotches Alex dimmed the lights. She came to stand between us, facing Chris and with her back to me.
The pivotal moment had arrived. We all seemed to know it, the air fairly crackled with sexual tension. If any of us wanted to stop this was the last moment. It seemed to last forever but was over in the blink of an eye.
Alex began unbuttoning her blouse. I heard Chris suck his breath in, perhaps like me, he was not sure if anything was going to happen and the moment of commitment passed to him. Alex had finished unbuttoning and she stood there with the blouse open and inviting, just covering her breasts. Her breasts are of a good size, large enough to offer all the pleasure a man could want, yet small enough to remain firm without the support of a bra.
Chris reached out, moved the blouse aside and gently cupped Alex's breasts. I came to stand directly behind her, my hands on her hips. She lent her head back onto my shoulders, pushing her breasts forward into Chris's willing embrace.
We kissed, at first it seemed as if she was asking if it was OK, the passion in my response must have assured that I was more than content with the way things were going. As we kissed I slid the blouse off Alex's shoulders and she stood there in her skirt and shoes, naked from the waist up. I guessed that in the cab Chris had discovered that she was wearing stockings, the self supporting kind as she "can't be bothered with all those straps and things."
Chris became more energetic in his caresses. Alex squirmed between us. I had no need to fear about my being able to get an erection, I was as hard as nails. Alex could feel my excitement and pushed back with her hips to let me know.
Chris went down on one knee in front of her and added his lips to the stimulation of her breasts. As he kissed around her nipples, teasing her, she grabbed his head and drew him onto her.
Looking over Alex's shoulder I could see how very slowly he ran the tip of his tongue up from under her breast until her nipple rested on it. He waited a moment before drawing it into his mouth. I reached round and began to caress her other breast.
If she ever had any reservations about this encounter they were clearly gone now. She submitted herself entirely to pleasure, delighting in the sensations of two men worshipping her breasts with finger tips, tongue tips, lips and hands.
Chris began to feel about the waist of Alex's skirt, clearly searching for the restraint which was holding it in place. It was done up by a discreet zip at the back and as I was pressed tightly to her he could find no way in. As soon as I realised the problem I reluctantly surrendered her breast to his attentions and unzipped her.
It is amazing how women can disrobe so seductively. She only had to give a wiggle and the skirt dropped to the floor. She stood there in glory, tiny panties just covering her pubic hair, the stockings accentuating the length of her legs.
Chris stood up and took a step back to get a better view. In the soft lighting Alex looked like the very incarnation of the Goddess of love and desire. She was flushed from excitement, her nipples rampantly erect, her rapid breathing pushing her breasts out as offerings to us mere men. Both of us were transfixed by the effect.
And then, as if in a reversal of roles, she knelt between us, placed a hand on each of our crotches and in a deft movement managed to unzip both of us. Needing no further invitation we both began frantically to shed our clothes.
By way of a counterpoint to the grace with which Alex had disrobed, Chris and I seemed to fumble with every button. If there is a graceful way for a man to take his socks off we failed to find it!
I suspect that Alex was taking the mickey out of us both when she turned her back, whilst we frantically pulled off the last items. By this time we were both sitting on the floor, finally naked and obviously ready to continue.
With perfect timing Alex, still with her back to us, reached up as far as she could and slowly bent at the waist. Now Alex practices yoga and is remarkably supple and well balanced. As she bent her head to the floor she reached round and slowly drew panties over her hips, down her legs and with one simple flip lost them to the darkness of a corner of the room.
She held the posture for a second or two. Legs slightly apart and perfectly straight, her head smiling at us from between her ankles. The glisten at the top of her thighs revealing that she was enjoying the show as much as we were.
We all moved at once, Chris and I stood up and Alex twisted round and ended up kneeling in front of us. If she had come a little closure she would have ended up with two black eyes!
She looked up at us, licked her lips, took us both in hand and bent her head to Chris's groin. She kissed him very gently on the end of his erection. With just the tip of her tongue sticking out from between her lips she swept away the tiny drop of moisture that had escaped from him. Then she lifted him and licked down the underside of his penis until she reached his balls. She seemed fascinated by his hairy scrotum. She licked and sucked, nibbled him and finally managed to get both of his balls in her mouth at once.
I glanced up to his face and saw the pleasure he was experiencing punctuated by flashes of pain as she bit a little hard.
