Although safe sex is not mentioned in my story for creative purposes, rest assured that we always use protection. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent. I would also like to take the time to thank those of you who have left me some very encouraging comments and helpful hints regarding previous stories. For those people who have a problem with the lifestyle that we lead, either quit reading stories that are posted on an erotic web site or keep your prudish, ignorant comments to yourselves. I hope the rest of you enjoy this story and feel free to leave me a comment if you like(Preferably regarding the story itself and not the choices that we have made in our lives!!!!).
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My wife Amy and I have been married for just over a year but dated for nearly 10 years prior to tying the knot. I know it's rare for a guy to say so, but I have a better time when I'm with her than I do with anyone else. We get along famously and our sex life is out of this world. We found out early on in our relationship that we are both open to trying new things in the bedroom, or any other room for that matter. Amy initiated our first FFM threesome with a co-worker of hers just 6 months after we began dating and we never looked back! Ever since that fateful night we have continued to experiment with swapping, MMF threesomes and some occasional girl on girl action. The best part of all these wonderful experiences is that once they are through, Amy and I can't wait to be alone and often spend the next few days so turned on that we can't keep our hands off one another.
Our latest adventure took place on the night that Amy and I hosted my monthly poker game. Now I know what you're thinking, I am about to lose my wife in a hand that I was certain to win. If that is what you had in mind then you'd be wrong...well, kind of wrong anyway. That is somewhat how it started but there is a slight twist to the average story about this kind of wager. A bunch of the guys were over at our place to play some poker and have a few drinks after work one night and as usual Amy was being the perfect hostess. She was always offering to refill our drinks and retrieve anything else we needed as well as keeping the guys company when they we knocked out of the game. My wife is a very flirtatious woman and most of the fellas were aware of this before hand but there were a couple of them that seemed uncomfortable when she became too friendly.
Trent, one of my supervisors at work, was amongst the guys that knew how open and wild Amy could be and he seemed to be taking advantage of this every chance he got. Trent isn't much of a poker player so he was often the first guy eliminated which had him spending a fair share of time with Amy and consuming more alcohol than the rest of us who still had to concentrate on playing decent poker. At one point I noticed that Trent and Amy had disappeared for quite a while and I figured that they had just gone outside for a smoke. My assumption was partially correct, they were outside but I'm not certain what they were doing. When I saw them return Trent had a huge grin on his face and Amy was adjusting her shirt which seemed to be all twisted and bunched up. I guessed that Trent had convinced Amy to show him her tits which she was probably more than happy to do.
As midnight approached most of the gang had had enough poker and were ready to call it a night. One at a time, each of the guys thanked both Amy and I for having them over, said their goodbyes and left for home. Trent had wanted to leave as well but we thought that he was a little too drunk to drive home so we suggested that he either spend the night at our place or at least wait until he sobered up a bit before driving. He started to put up a bit of a fight but Amy refused to let him leave. I thought that playing another game of poker and allowing Trent the opportunity to win back some of his money would distract him for a while as the effects of the booze wore off.
The three of us sat at the table and began playing with Trent winning the first game in just a few hands. I guess that Amy and I had drank a little too much as well because concentrating on cards seemed to be the furthest thing from our minds and we each made some really stupid bets. We decided to play another game since the first one only lasted about 15 minutes and we upped the ante so Trent had the chance to at least break even for the night. As we played I noticed that Trent and Amy kept sharing mischievous glances with one another so I figured it was the right time to find out what the two of them were up to when they were outside earlier.
"So, I saw that your shirt was out of place when you came back inside earlier. What were you two up to?" I asked Amy.
"Oh...not much really. Trent was checking out my tits and I asked if he wanted a better look!" Amy replied with a smile.
"It wasn't my idea!" Trent insisted, obviously nervous about the entire situation.
"So what are you saying Trent, that it wasn't your idea to check out my wife or it wasn't your idea for her to reveal her tits?" I questioned, in an attempt to make Trent even more uncomfortable.
"Uh...er...well..." Trent stammered.
"Knock it off Jack! You know that you love it when I show off my body!" Amy interrupted.
"Really? What?" Trent questioned.
"Yeah Trent, I was just fucking with you! I don't mind that you saw her tits at all!" I admitted. "As a matter of fact, why don't you do us both a favor and pull them out now?" I suggested to my wife.
"I would love to! This bra had been driving me nuts all evening!" Amy beamed.
My wife rose from her seat and in the blink of an eye was topless and seated back at the table as if nothing had changed. She told me to deal the cards so we could finish our game while she nonchalantly stroked her bare breasts. Trent was unable to tear his eyes from Amy's beautiful tits which rested just above the edge of the table. My wife's nipples were quite erect which indicated that she was somewhat turned on by her present situation. She loves teasing other guys and she was probably loving the fact that a co-worker of mine was sitting across the table from her while her upper body was completely exposed. I was trying to keep a close eye on the two of them to see if there was a chance of this proceeding any further.
We did eventually continue our poker game and Amy ended up being the first one eliminated which was kind of surprising since it was us guys who should have been preoccupied. With all of her chips gone my wife excused herself to visit the washroom which left me some time to gauge how Trent was feeling about what was happening. As Amy strolled away I saw that Trent never took his eyes off of her and I decided to make a proposal. Trent had won most of Amy's chips and some of mine which left him with a definitive advantage if we were to continue. My idea was to play one final hand for all of the money but since Trent had such a lead I would have to wager something else. I waited for Amy to return before making my suggestion which would ultimately impact both of them.
"I'm sick of playing poker! Why don't we play one last hand...winner takes all!" I offered.
"No way! I've got you beat!" Trent exclaimed.
"Well, what if I risk something much better than cash?" I continued, glancing at Amy. She knew where this was headed and offered no resistance whatsoever. I had known for quite some time that my wife found Trent attractive and she had even mentioned that if I brought him home one night that she'd let him fuck her. "If I win, I get all of the money and we call it a night. If you win, you get the rest of what I've got in front of me plus my sexy wife will suck your cock!"
"Deal!" Trent said immediately.
"That sounds like a bet!" Amy chimed in.
Amy agreed to deal the cards and I was glad to see that I had been given a pair of tens, a great hand in heads up poker. I took a peak to see what Trent had and laughed when I saw his two of spades and four of clubs. There was no way I was going to lose now and was looking forward to spending Trent's money. Amy hesitated for a moment before flipping over the first three cards which didn't help either of us, Ace, nine and seven. The next card that came offered Trent a glimmer of hope as the four of diamonds hit the table giving him a small pair. I was still very confident with one card to come considering that there were only five cards left that would give Trent the victory. My wife slowly slid the last card onto the table, face down, building the suspense as we all anxiously awaited the outcome of our significant wager.
"Are you guys ready?" Amy asked.
"Yeah, just turn it over already!" Trent insisted.