It was Sunday afternoon, I was washing some dishes in the sink when hubby appeared in our Kitchen having arrived in through the back door. He had young Tom with him, one of his rising football stars from the Sunday league Junior football team that he coached. Tom was a lovely lad, just under half my husbands age at nineteen, he was full of enthusiasm for his sport and had a total zest for life. He was very athletic and quite handsome with it.
This mornings game had resulted in the team claim another victory, raising their standings in their county league. With the rest of the team having dispersed, my husband had invited Tom around for a celebratory afternoon beer and a chillax in front of the telly watching Sunday football.
I didn't mind one bit, it kept him and the neighbourhood young men out of mischief.
After entering the kitchen, my husband Jack walked up and kissed me on the back of the neck, wrapping his arms around me and cheekily squeezing my boobs in full view of Tom.
'Toot! Toot!' He joked with the squeeze.
'Do you mind?' I blushed looking over at Tom as I playfully reprimanded Jack.
'Not at all' Jack replied giggling.
As I turned away from the sink, he clasped me around the waist and planted a big slobbery wet kiss on my lips. 'This is for our victory'. He announced and then freed himself from our hug. He turned to Tom. 'C'mon son, give Jill a big kiss for good luck, we need to keep this winning streak up'.
Tom looked a little bashful and I must admit, it took me with a bit of surprise, Tom offering me to his young friend so freely. 'What the hell' I thought and beckoned him to me.
'C'mon Tom, get it over with, give me a great big kiss.' I invited.
It was quite a thrill having this young lad wrap his arms around me and plant his lips on mine. I didn't expect him to kiss me quite so passionately in front of Jack. 'Mmmm, this is nice.' I said 'How about another?' He gripped me tighter and kissed me harder. I suddenly felt hands at the back of my leg and turned a quick glance over my shoulder. My hubby was raising my summer dress up around my waist and ogling my white cotton panties. I held Tom's head in place and continued to kiss him not wanting him to see what my naughty husband was up to.
I was so enthralled and admittedly a little confused in the moment, I didn't quite know what was going on myself, It was all happening so quickly.
My husband snaked his fingers into the waste band of my knickers and slowly slid them down my thighs as I continued kissing young Tom. I consciously pulled my crotch back from Tom, aware that my knickers were now half way down my legs - but this must have created the impression I was offering my backside to Jack. I thought I was hearing things when there was the distinctive sound of a zip fly being undone.