The next morning I awoke with my wife partially draped over me, we were both still naked from sex the previous night. I could hear her gentle breathing indicating that she was still asleep, her head on my shoulder. I started to slowly slide out trying to get out of the bed. "Where do you think you're going?" I heard under my chin. "Sorry," I replied, "I was trying not to wake you up." "Mmm, that's ok" She purred, running her right hand across my chest. "If you're up I might as well be up" She said as she moved her hand down my chest until it came in contact with my morning erection.
"Ha ha" I said, rolling my eyes at her double entendre. She kept her hand on my erection, slowly stroking it with her finger tips. "Last night was pretty good huh?" she asked playfully. "I think so" I replied, stroking her back with my right hand. We lay there for a while, just slowly caressing each other. I couldn't remember the last time we had simply stayed in bed on a Saturday morning holding each other. "This is nice" My wife said, reading my mind. "Yea" I replied, turning and kissing her forehead.
We let the moment last for a good long while before I finally had to give into human needs. "As flattered as I'm sure you are to find me like this," I gestured to my hard on "I really need to answer nature's call". My wife laughed and moved off me, letting me escape to the bathroom.
I relieved myself and moved to the sink to brush my teeth. I heard the bathroom door open and looked up to see my wife slid in. "Gonna take a shower" she said moving over and opening the shower door. "Mmk" I replied, going back to brushing. The water came on and I heard the shower door shut as she got in, the room quickly filled with steam. Finished at the sink I put my toothbrush away and turned to watch my wife in the shower. She really was gorgeous standing there under the hot water, her long dark hair going down to the top of her butt, her breasts sitting perked on her chest as little waterfalls formed and fell from her nipples.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer" my wife joked, catching me staring. "I just might" I grinned back. She let me watch a little longer before talking again, "So listen, I told Dave about our conversation and the rules we came up with". "Oh yea, and what did he think?" I asked. "He said as long as he gets to keep having fun he's game" she continued. "I'll bet he is" I laughed. The water stopped, her shower finished, my wife got out. Walking over to me she said, "he's not the only one who's gonna have fun" and planted a kiss on my lips before walking out of the bathroom.
True to our agreement nothing happened over the next few weeks between her and Dave. Our sex life certainly didn't suffer though, it was like we were newly weds again. We had sex almost every night or snuck in sessions throughout the day. We just couldn't get enough of each other and more thank once my wife would recount one of her sessions with Dave as we fucked.
Nearly a month later our two teams were meeting for their second division game of the season and I thought it only fitting to have Dave over again. "Careful about your betting this time" He had playfully chided over the phone when I called and invited him over. I laughed and rolled my eyes, funny enough we hadn't really acknowledged either evening he had spent with my wife between the two of us. Any conversation about it had been between either me and her or her and him. We had hung out a few times in the intervening month but had managed to not bring it up. Although everyone was cool with it it still seemed awkward to talk to my best friend about him fucking my wife.
I got off the phone with him as my wife walked into the room, "Hey just called Dave, he'll be over tomorrow for the game". "Sounds good" she replied, not reacting one way or the other, as she sat down on the couch and pulled out her phone. I had figured there would be more of a response, after all it had been a month since her last "date". "It's uh, been a while" I prompted, somewhat lamely. She flicked her eyes up for a second, "yep", back to the phone. I shrugged, well OK, I thought to myself, no big deal I guess. We would be watching the game I supposed, not really time for anything else.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully, we watched a movie in the evening before going to bed, strangely we didn't do anything that night like we had been doing most every night for the past month. The next morning when I woke up my wife was already out of bed, I heard the shower running and assumed she was in there. I went to the kitchen and made coffee and a bit of breakfast. Halfway through eating she popped in with a towel wrapped around her and her hair up in a second towel. She poured herself some coffee and sat down at the table with me. "I'm going to go shopping for a bit, I'll be back this afternoon" she said, sipping at her mug. I made a noise of acknowledgment as I continued to eat. The game wasn't until that evening so she had plenty of time to run to the store.
She disappeared back into the bedroom to get ready, reappearing 30 minutes later, dressed and hair dried. "I'll be back" she said. "OK" I replied, waiving as she walked out the front door. I spent the next few hours puttering around before the first games of the day started. At noon I plopped down in front of the TV and started watching football. My wife came back around four, just as the first games were ending. "Hey hun" she said as she opened the front door, carrying in several shopping bags. "Hey babe" I replied, eyeing the bags, "get what you need?". "Sure did" she replied before heading off to the bedroom, guess she wasn't in the mood to show off her haul.
She didn't immediately reemerge and I was quickly sucked back into the game on TV. The second round of games for the day were well under way when there was a knock at our front door. That must be Dave I thought to myself as I got up to let him in. Sure enough I opened the door to find Dave standing on our front porch. "Hey dude" I greeted him, stepping aside and letting him in. "Hey man, ready to watch some football?" he replied. "You know it" I said "not gonna be like last time, Browns are gonna win today". "Wanna bet on it?" he said, cocking his eyebrow and shooting me a sly grin. "Woah, hold up, I don't know about that" I joked. Joe Burrow did weirdly have a negative record against my Browns but our last bet has been literally life changing, I wasn't sure if I was ready to wager anything again so soon.
We moved back into the living room and sat down to watch the afternoon game as it was winding down. "So where's your other half?" Dave asked, looking around for my wife. "Not sure" I said, realizing I hadn't seen her since she had come home from shopping earlier in the day. "I'm sure she'll pop before the game starts" I said, shrugging my shoulders. The afternoon games ended and we sat on the couch chatting about the various teams and playoff implications. I was feeling thirsty and getting up asked Dave if he wanted a beer, he replied "yea" so I moved to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of beers out of the fridge. As I got back to the living room and handed Dave his drink we heard the bedroom door open and saw my wife walk out.
"Holy shit" Dave whispered as she came fully into view. Holy shit was right, my wife had just emerged from our bedroom in a mini skirt and a Browns jersey she had cut off so that it ended just below her breasts. She had put on heels and had tied her hair back into a ponytail. She had also fully done up her makeup like she was about to go out for a night on the town. In short, ridiculously dressed for just watching a football game in our living room.
"Hey guys," she said walking into the room, "ready for the game?". "Uh, yea, sure" Dave and I replied nearly speechless, we must have looked like cartoon characters with our jaws hanging open. "Great!" she said, skipping over to us and plopping down on the couch between us. "Oh great, I'm thirsty" she said, grabbing my beer. She took a sip as I made eye contact with her, I shot my eyebrows up then moved my eyes over her outfit as if to pose the question, "what's this then?". "Mmm?" she questioned back, raising her eyebrows in turn and smiling around the beer bottle at her lips. I nodded my head indicating an "ok then" and turned back to watch the start of the game.
"So who do you think is going to win?" my wife asked us as the Bengals kicked off. "Browns" I said at the same time Dave said "Bengals". We all laughed, "Ooo, another toss up huh?" she said, and then a pause before "how about a bet?". Dave and I both turned and looked at her and then at each other. She had never been part of the actual wagering before, outside of being the actual prize the last time around of course. "What do you have in mind?" Dave asked. "Oh you know, nothing major" she said, winking at me. I cocked an eyebrow, dubious. "How about I cuddle with whomever's team is winning at the moment" she said, answering Dave's question. Dave looked over at me, questioning. I looked at him for a second before looking back at my wife, she was staring at me, smiling innocently. Her outfit was getting me pretty hot and bothered and I may not have been thinking straight when I answered "Ok, sure, I guess so". "Great!" she said, putting a hand on each of our legs before turning her attention back to the game.
My browns had the ball first and lucky enough for me after several minutes they managed to move down the field and kick a field goal, moving up three - nothing. "Alright baby!" my wife said, leaning over toward me. True to her word she snuggled up, wrapping her arms around mine and putting her head on my shoulder. In doing so she also pulled her feet up onto the couch and rested them against Dave's thigh. Over the next several minutes my wife caressed my thigh with her fingers as we watched the Bengals put together a drive. I could feel her breast pressed up against my arm and it didn't feel like she had a bra on. Eventually the Bengals made it down to the five yard line. "Uh-oh honey, you might be in trouble" my teased, and sure enough two plays later the Bengals were in the end zone and up seven -- three. "Fair is fair" she said before shifting over to assume the same pose against Dave as she had with me.
