I had finished dressing and was seated in the den waiting for Amy, my wife. We were going out for dinner and a few drinks with my oldest and best friend, Ron. I had just returned from two weeks of business and we were going out tonight to unwind. My name is Don and if the conversation I just had with my wife was any indication then tonight was about to be the biggest turning point in our lives.
Ron and I grew up across the street from each other. We were born on the same day in the same hospital. Our family’s were good friends and we were together nearly everyday. We played all the youth league sports together. In football he was the quarterback and I was the receiver. In baseball I was the pitcher and he was the catcher. We won the state champion in football our senior year. Ron threw 5 touchdown passes and I caught 4 of them.
After graduation we both sighed scholarships with the state college where we both made second team all American our senior year. The NFL drafted us both and for the first time in our lives we were separated. For whatever the reason neither one of us made the squad, so we ended up back home job hunting. I landed a job with a computer company and he with and engineering company.
Sports weren’t the only thing we did together. We often double dated. Sometimes we dated the same girl. Without bragging I would say that we both were fairly good looking young men and the girls came looking for us.
We both lost our virginity the same night with twins. Later that night we swapped girls. This was a pattern that continued most of our college years. If either one of us was serious about a certain girl the other would back off and not mess with her.
I met Amy soon after I went to work. She was a secretary for one of the companies we did business with. She wasn't what you would call beautiful, more likely cute. Her hair was a light brown and came down to her shoulders. She was 5’5” tall and weight about 120. Her breasts were high and firm and stood prowely on her chest. As large and as beautiful as they were she didn’t need a bra to hold them up. Her ass and legs were what attracted most men to her. She usually wore high heels that really showed them off.
It was love at first sight for both of us. I told Ron, to his dismay, that this one belong to me. Three months later we were married.
We purchased a home out in the country. Ron was constant visitor, sometimes with a date and some times alone. He spent so many night with us he called the spare bedroom his room.
Even after we married we still went out together. Sometime he would have a date and sometimes be alone. When he didn’t have a date we would both dance with Amy.
Amy liked Ron from the start, and never objected when he came with us. I trusted both of them and it never entered my mind that they would cheat on me. I knew that when we had a little too much to drink he would feel her up on the dance floor and they would swap a kiss. This never bothered me because I knew who was going to be between her long legs when the night was over.
I was promoted several times until I reached where I am now. This gave us plenty of money to travel and do the things we liked. The only draw back was I had to travel. I would be gone at least one week and sometimes two each month. This left Amy alone and there were no close neighbors. I asked Ron to help keep and eye on her when I was out of town. He readily agreed. He was always joking about getting her in the sack. “Can I also take care of your husbandly duties?” I said, “you can look but don’t touch.”
This part of the job had been going on for about six months, and I had been gone over ten weeks during that time. I had just arrived home when Ron called. He had met a new girl that he wanted us to meet, and go out for dinner with them. When I told Amy she said, “we need to talk.”
“Sure, when?”
It suited me to wait to have that talk. I was ready to get her in bed after being gone so long.
Amy loved sex and everything about it. She wasn’t a virgin when we married but didn’t have much experience. She found out, right off, that having her pussy eaten was one of her favorite things. Most nights our sex started with me between her legs eating on her sweet pussy. After a climax or two it usually ended the same way. I had gotten use to the taste of my cum in her cunt and it turned me on to eat her after we fucked.
She loved to give me head, and she swallowed everything. She was a hot woman and it was the wee hours of the morning before we finally went to sleep.
I woke up early the next morning. I left her sleeping while I cut grass and cleaned up the pool. I had finished and was putting up the tools when she came out with a platter of sandwiches and drinks. We sat by the pool and eat lunch. She had on an old bikini that I really liked. She didn’t look like she had been up half the night fucking.
I said, “are you ready to have that talk?”
She didn’t say anything for a little while. “I don’t really know just how to start. Just don’t say anything until I’m finished.” I agreed, wondering just what could be so serious.
“It’s about Ron. Have you noticed that doesn’t have many dates any more?”
“Haven’t thought much about it. He has a date tonight that he want’s us to meet.”
“I bet you that he shows up alone with some excuse for her not being with him. I think he is in love and doesn’t want us to know.”
“Who could it be? He is with us more than anyone else.”
Amy looked me in the eye and said, “me.”
“Of course he loves you. You are like family to him.”
“Don, he doesn’t look at me like a sister. You know that I often go out with him to eat and maybe a movie when you are gone. I tell you each time we go and what we do. Lately he would take me out every night if I would go. He never says anything out of the way or does anything you haven’t seen him do hundreds of times before. It’s just that he wants to be with me all the time. I really like him and like being with him, but I think he has fallen for me.”
I set there and thought about what she had said. “Do you want me to have a talk with him and tell him not to come around as much?”
“No! I don’t want that. He has been your friend for life and mine for the last five years. I don’t want to do anything to hurt him.”
“Well, what do you think we need to do?”
She moved over and sit in my lap; putting her arms around my neck. “I have heard the stories about the two of you sharing girls before. I think it may be time to share another.”
I was stunned. “You mean you want us to go out and find a girl that we can screw together?”
“No. You already have the girl, me.”
I have to admit that a threesome with Ron had cross my mind more than once over the last five years, but I had never said anything to either of them. It was just a fantasy but my cock started to harden and she could feel it.
“I can tell that you are not completely opposed to the idea,” she laughed.
“Could you do something like that?” I asked.
“Yes I could. There have been times when you are gone that all he had to do was ask. Th real question is, could you share me with your friend?”
“You know that there is not a jealous bone in my body about Ron or you. If you think you can take on both of us lest see where this might lead.”
My cock was rock hard by this time, as were her nipples. We got up and went into the house. For the next hour we had the hottest sex since we first married. I think both of us were thinking about Ron and what this was going to add to our marriage. I know that the best sex I had ever had was when Ron and I took a girl together.
Now I am setting in the den, waiting for Amy to finish dressing. The news is on TV but I don’t remember anything they said. My mind just keeps going back to Ron and what he would do when I told him Amy was available to him. I wasn’t jealous at all. If they had wanted to sleep together without me knowing they had already had plenty of opportunities. What really surprised me was Amy being so willing to do this.
I heard a sound and looked up as she came into the room. Man! She was beautiful! She had on a dress that I had never seen. A straight black dress that fit every curve of her body. The top crossed over her breasts and fastened behind her neck. Her back was naked to below her waist, leaving no doubt at all that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Where the top crossed left a gap showing the inside edge of her breasts. It only came about half way down her thighs. Her legs were tan from the sun so she didn’t have on any stockings. The 3” open toe sandals really showed off her beautiful legs.
She turned around for me to see. “How do you like?”
“I like it a lot and so will every male that sees you tonight.”
She walked right up to me, “I’m nervous.”
I ran my hands over her body. I could feel the hard nipples through the thin material of the dress. I ran my hands over her hips and didn’t feel any panty lines. “Are you wearing panties?”
