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She floated on air when she walked. Lifted by her ego and bubbly personality, her walk she learned on a runway. A five foot five, hourglass, with an infectious smile and aura that drew people to her. Blonde locks said bimbo but the glowing, emerald green eyes batting the beautiful lashes made you forget everything. She reminded me of spring. It's no wonder April was her name.
She has lived next door to my wife and I, for the last eight years. Yes we've done the whole go out thing, always the three of us. As with many situations like ours, there was lots of harmless flirting, touching and sexual innuendo. The three of us acted like teenagers when we went out. I guessed she kept her personal life personal, or she just chose not to bring dates home. I know she works a lot making bank but occasionally we see her in the backyard.
Shyla, my wife of eleven years is also a knockout. Beautiful brown locks to the shoulders, begging puppy dog eyes combined with a set of DSL's that strip chrome off pipe. I couldn't imagine going through this life without her. We have our ups and downs, but we communicate and compromise. I felt that April didn't have the power to compromise, her ego left no room for change.
Oh my name is Taylor, I stand six foot tall, and weigh a buck eighty five. Dishwater blond hair and blue eyes, let's just say average. It was that Saturday, that April asked us to come celebrate her promotion. Of course we accepted.
Few hours later we ended up inside a jumping club and after finding a table we all took in the scene. Drinks were flowing, moods were elevated and the pressure of the week faded away. It was just what the doctor ordered, Shyla and I needed to get out. I have always wanted another woman to join us. This was looking like it would happen tonight.
April dragged Shyla to the dance floor, I declined knowing that my two left feet did not belong on a dance floor. I sat back and watched the ladies for a bit. April had just pulled some guy in between the two of them. I felt uneasy watching Shyla grind on another man, yet strangely aroused. Thinking I could be the meat in that sandwich tonight, if I played my cards right.
Electricity was flowing, watching two of the best looking women in the club dance. The music had a lusty tone to it, and bodies began to grind on bodies. I watched April, grab the guy by the back of his head and pull him in for a very slutty, sultry kiss. Her other hand was deftly unbuckling his trousers enough to play with what he was packing.
Sweat was beading up on the trio's heads, it appeared that Shyla was aroused by the seductive dancing. April was stroking the guy's cock, and I have to say I was a bit confused when I glanced at it. Had to be at least ten inches. He was heating up, the more she teased him, the more she teased herself. Suddenly April's lightning hands had spun the guy around and placed Shyla hands on his impressive meat. The ivory of her skin was a striking contrast.
I stewed in my juices, watching my wife with some other guy's huge cock in her hands was disturbing. I looked back over at April, she had a flirtatious smile blowing me a kiss. Shyla watched April, as she watched me watch. The fact that I was aroused embarrassed me and I wanted to leave. Go home. Relax with a drink or two, maybe even get my wife and April to put on a show for me.
Returning my gaze to the dance floor, the guy was again facing April. His cock fully exposed, April had what appeared to be the guys ejactulation all over her hands. At least he got a happy ending. The girls returned to the table after two more dances. Each time they danced with only one guy, they danced in between the girls, and April had a handful of cum after each song.
Was April trying to send me a message? Like...... this could be you... or something like that? I pondered this as the girls returned to the table. Both ladies inhaled their drinks. Shyla smiled at me, that was something I have not seen her do for some time. I held my emotions inside even though I was a bit upset. April grabbed Shyla by the arm and pulled her in the direction of the ladies room. I didn't even get to speak to her. The idea of being naked with both of them consumed me. I needed to snap out of it and close this deal.
I had never, ever entertained the idea of sleeping with another woman. I was married! Marriages were forever. I swore I wouldn't, so I won't. However if Shyla is seduced by her and if I'm invited, I won't be cheating. My head swam with ideas on how I was going to get this to happen.
I must have been pondering the magnitude of the universe when they returned. I noticed that they were gone for some time. They returned, having what resembled cum on April's face. Shyla had the same affliction on hers. I stood dumbfounded, thinking she wouldn't cheat on me.... would she? I was hurt, confused and angry.
Shyla broke the tension saying, "I'm danced out and ready to call it a night." Her slight slur was cute.
April retorted "Yeah, I'm a little worn out myself, let's get out of here. This time April grabbed my arm pulling me towards the exit with my wife on our heels. I hailed a cab being too inebriated to drive, and the three of us piled in. I somehow ended up in between the girls, each had a hand on a leg. My cock was throbbing in anticipation of what was almost certainly to come. If how high the hands indicate anything, I'm going to fulfill one of my longest fantasies.
The cab came to a stop in front of my house, I assisted both ladies to our front door, making sure that they didn't break anything walking in their heels. I unlocked the deadbolt and stood aside to let the ladies in.
It was then that April said, "Wow I'm hammered, thanks guys for coming out with me. I'm going to call it a night." She hugged Shyla, giving her a peck on the cheek.
I was devastated, I saw my hot night slipping away. Shyla had gone inside already. I shouted to the empty room that I was going to walk April to her door, then closed ours. April again took my arm, as I slowly walked her towards her place. I had a million questions about what happened tonight, yet remained silent. I could feel her fingernails begin to dig into my arm. I was still hard from the cab ride, she was keeping it that way. Arriving at her stoop, she dug for the keys. I steadied her sway, getting a good look down her blouse. Fishing out her keys, she attempted to fit her key in the lock, after three tries I took matters in my own hands. Gliding the key and giving it a turn the door opened.
I turned to give her back the key and found her on her knees, her hands already opening my jeans. With a yank they soon were pooled above my shoes. She had velvet lips, holding my cock firmly but softly. She had mastered the art of fellatio, I stood there in shock. Watching her, as she took me, on her front doorstep. I wasn't thinking about neighbors or my wife, only the euphoria of a strange mouth on my equipment. I'm embarrassed that I lasted only a few minutes before my release. I blamed the heavy teasing all night combined with not getting any for a while on my inability to
control myself. I hurriedly pulled my pants up, and staggered home.
Being gone longer than I should have been had me worried now. I was hoping Shyla just passed out and all would be forgotten by tomorrow. Shyla waited for me at the entrance of our bedroom. The look on her face was not good. Her face was red, and her fists were balled up.
"How could you?" She screamed at the top of her lungs. I just stood there with a questioning look. "You let that whore put your cock in her mouth. You just stood and let it happen. I watched the whole thing. You are a fucking ass! I can't believe you would cheat on me." Her voice could be heard down the block I'm sure.
I stammered a bit, then reminded myself of tonight's earlier activities."What about your behavior in the club? Teasing guys, touching guys and flirting! I hated watching you with those guys!" I yelled back. "Coming from the restroom with what looked like some guy's jizz on your face? How do you think that made me feel?" Tears were flowing from both of our faces. My greed to have a threesome had got in the way, and put a huge dent in our relationship.
"I don't know, I'm too drunk to think, you need to get a room tonight. I don't want you here. We can talk tomorrow, when we're sober and rational." She shut the bedroom door in my face. I deserved that, I should have stopped April. I was devastated, as I took a cab to a motel. The night replayed in my mind. I was going to do whatever I needed to get her back.
The morning sun beamed through the blinds of the motel. The beautiful day was lost on me, as sadness had consumed me. I waited all day for Shyla to call. Three days had gone by now without even a peep from my lovely wife. I wanted the first move to come from her so she would not be pressured, or upset and cut me from her life completely.
