Dan and Sandy's First Three-way
Hi. I wanted to contribute to the board in some way and since someone has asked for details of our first three-way, well, here's our story. It might not be too exciting but here it is.
I've been trying to get my wife, Sandy, into a three-way for more years than I want to say. I've always been a horn dog (thank you all boys Catholic school) and that carried on into my married life. Sandy and I married young, 20 and 21 respectively. We dated about four years before marrying and looking back on it, I was a jealous dick head. Not when we got married mind you, but before that. I guess getting married made me realize she does love me and isn't in it for my super large cock. Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, sorry, bad joke. Anyway, the thought of watching another man fuck her has preoccupied my mind for a long time. The thought had crossed Sandy's mind too, since we often fantasized about her making it with some of our friends. However, she's always been afraid to take that next step. Until now.
You have no idea how I've pleaded, begged, cajoled, whined, cried, pouted, beseeched, implored; anything you want to call it, just to let another person into our bed. My original thoughts were a female partner. More specifically, one of her sisters. They're all hot. Naturally, she resisted that request. I tried to think of co-workers, friends and, if my luck would hold out, joining the swinging lifestyle. None of them panned out. As time went on, I started to think about Sandy with another guy. When we were first married, she worked at a law firm. I would tell her fantasies about her being taken on the conference table. She'd get really hot when I told her these tales, so I knew, if I found the right person, she'd go for it. We did have an all oral three-way before we were married. She sucked me and a buddy of mine off one night. Unfortunately, we drank at the time and she doesn't remember much of it. Too bad. So, as the years went by, I became more and more frustrated. I'd given up all hope until about 3 years ago, when a former neighbor became a focal point.
D was going through a divorce and was relocating to the west coast. We had always got along with him and his wife and we were saddened when we found out about the divorce. He was making trip to his hold house to get his belongings and would stop by to say hi to my wife. At this time, I had at least got Sandy to flash truckers. She was very excited about it and I always got a hard on when we did it. The truckers sure appreciated it too. Anyway, one day, D stopped by and Sandy, out of the blue, just lifted her top for him. "Are these what you wanted to see?" she asked him. He just groaned and started to fondle and suck her titties. Since the kids were home, these sessions were short. I think she flashed him a total of 3 or 4 times. The last time, he was moving out to the coast and the movers were taking his stuff out of the old house.
He called Sandy over to the house and led her to the basement. He asked to see her tits again and she showed him. He was wearing a sports bra and a pair of shorts. As he fondled and kissed her breasts, he unzipped and then unbuttoned her shorts. He was pleasantly surprised to find her wet. He wanted to fuck her right there, but, we had an agreement that if someone wanted to sleep with one of us, they'd have to sleep with both of us. He said he understood and they got themselves together and went back outside. I came home early that day and talked with him and Sandy. I had a tingling sensation going through my body realizing that this friend had his hand down my wife's pants. We talked a bit and he had to leave. We tried to get him to come back to the house later that night (after the kids were asleep) but he had a going away party he had to attend and didn't think he'd make it back. He didn't.
Flash forward a few years to earlier this month. After numerous attempts to get together (which failed for a variety of reasons), D was back in town. He'd been reassigned back into the Chicago area and would be visiting regularly. We set up a date for him to come and see us and the kids. Sandy kept asking me if I wanted it to develop into sex. I tried to act calmly but told her, "Yes, I hope it does." She was nervous to say the least. She kept trying to figure out what to wear. I told her, just wear something comfortable. The kids will be awake anyway and we don't want to raise suspicions. Sweats and a tight top would be fine. So, D shows up. He looks good. He's lost weight and quit smoking (a definite plus in Sandy's eyes. She hates cigarette smoke and was worried about kissing him). We hugged and visited for a couple of hours. The kids really didn't want to go to bed and Sandy and I were trying not to seem overly eager to get them out of our hair. It didn't work. My daughter got upset and ran to her room crying. I had to go upstairs and clam her down. I explained that it was a school night and she needed her sleep. She didn't say anything but soon feel asleep. D and Sandy continued talking while I was away. I came back down and we headed to the basement.
I headed for the bathroom, (I hate drinking water, I have to go to the bathroom like every 15 mins.) and let D and Sandy maybe get things started. I really wasn't sure if Sandy was going to go through with it. D wasn't making a move and Sandy and I really didn't know how to start. When I came back out, Sandy lifted her top and said, "I was just telling D that they're still here if he wants them." I think D was a little taken aback. I think he wanted to do Sandy without my being there.
"What is it that you guys want?" he asked.
"A three-way" we both replied.
