"Robert!" Came the voice from the doorway, and Rob looked up from his computer screen - horrified at what he saw.
There on the threshold was a naked, albeit except for a pair of moderately high heels, Frankie. Frankie was his internet/cyber lover of two years. No way in hell should she be here, let alone naked. This was Rob's home, the home he shares with his wife of 40 years Jan; and he was in his own home office "working".
Too stunned to think, all he could do was watch as she sashayed around to his side of the desk. "Busy I see - Cuckold porn!" she said putting one hand to her chest and the other to his shoulder.
"wha... How..." he blurted out his confused first statement.
Leaning over to kiss his head, Frankie grinned and said, "I'm sure we can do better than this." And she reached for the mouse to close down the browser. "Come with me."
She didn't move at all as Rob stood, so he had to brush her boobs with his arm. He had often thought of a moment when he finally got his hands on her naked body, rather than just seeing it via a web cam, and now...
"SHIT, fuck - Jan? She's here, at home!"
"Yes I know; she's waiting for us in the sitting room." As Frankie took him by the hand and led him through the door.
When they got to the sitting room, Jan was stood in the archway leading from the sitting room to the dining room; she too was naked except for similar shoes to Frankie. As they entered she just looked up and smiled at Frankie, not even tempted to look at her husband. Frankie smiled back and said.
"Cuckold Porn."
"How apt!" Replied her friend.
Frankie turned to Rob and playfully wagged her finger, "Now you just stand there and do as you are told." With that she turned and walked over and stood beside Jan.
Rob was immediately struck by how similar they were. Frankie might be a couple of inches taller and her breasts might be a bit fuller; her ass certainly was, but the round curvaceous bodies and the short hair were just what Robert liked. Then the fear crept back, what the hell was happening?
"Jan, what? Frankie - how," Robert flustered and added "You two know each other. What the fuck is happening?"
"Now Rob, calm down." Frankie said then added, "Don't talk to Jan yet, this morning is mainly for her. Well and you. We both know how you enjoy watching porn and like the idea of young men fucking three shades of shit out of older women. So today we are going to act this out for you."
Then she turned to Jan, who slightly nodded in agreement.
"And," she continued, "It has long been a fantasy of Jan's to have sex with a young guy and make you watch. So, today it's time for everyone's dreams come true."
Turning to Jan, Frankie added, "Shall we let him strip?"
"No I don't think so." Said Jan. "If we do it will be like permission for him to join in, and I don't think we want that do we? Anyway - he spends enough time naked. Shall I call Allan?"
Nodding Frankie called "Allan!" And through the door from the kitchen came Allan. Gloriously naked, already sporting an impressive erection.
He moved to Jan's side, stroked a hand down over her breasts and gave her a deep French kiss. Pinching and pulling on her nipple as the kiss deepened, making her groan deep and low in her throat.
Allan was tall, taller than Rob at about six feet three. He had wonderfully wide shoulders, leading down to narrow hips and long legs. He was a young man of about thirty-three to thirty-five, with sandy blond hair and a cock that was about eight inches in its present state, but thick, with the crown just starting peeking out of the foreskin, giving the promise of more; his pubes were not shaved but trimmed back and tidy.
Robert watch on stunned by the scene in front of him, and felt his own cock stir in his pants as he watched his wife's hand slide down the young man's body and take hold of his cock, stoking and pulling the foreskin back. Instantly the erection grew in her small hand, with her fingers barely able to circle it. Gasping for air, Jan broke the kiss long enough to say just one thing.
"Frankie!"
Then, as if on cue, Frankie took Robert's hand and moved him towards the dark-brown leather sofa. The scatter cushions that usually nestled in the corners and arms, had been neatly piled at one end in a stack. Frankie led Rob to a dining room chair that had been placed facing the sofa at about four feet away.
Gently pecking Rob on the lips she said, "Sit my love, sit and enjoy. No talking and no touching - we want your cock hard and hurting!"
With that she turned and moved over to the others, Allan's hand was now sliding down over Jan's belly and two fingers were sliding into her cleft and parting her pussy lips. Allan's cock had now grown to its full length of over ten inches and the head had flared and was now a deepening purple. He took his fingers out of Jan's folds and looked at the sticky shiny digits. Waving them in Rob's direction, he then put them in his mouth and sucked them. With a grin, he turned Jan toward the sofa.
"Go and sit on that, legs open wide and show the cuck just how wet you are; how wet and ready for my cock!" Then turning to Frankie he added. "You can come here and eat my dick while I set out some rules!"
