On a Wednesday afternoon my cell phone went off with an out of area number I didn't recognize. I was just about wrapped up for the afternoon and was the only one left in my office. I picked up the call to find an old friend and neighbor, Dave on the phone. Dave had lived across from Jolene and I for many years and is actually the father of the young man, Andrew, who with the help of a couple of his friends gave my wife a great night of sex. I hadn't heard from Dave for a couple of years, since he and Susan got divorced and they sold their house. I asked Dave how he was doing and he said he was doing great, was still a bachelor and was doing some traveling for his company. He went on to say that this coming weekend he was going to be in our area and would enjoy taking Jolene and I out for dinner if we were available. Now even when we were neighbors we didn't spend a lot of social time together and I am not sure if we ever went out to dinner with either Dave or Susan or both of them together. This fact and the recent adventure with Andrew made me ask Dave if there was another reason for the call, a reason other than dinner.
Dave stuttered a moment and then went on to tell me he had spoken with his son about the time he spent with us a few weekends back. He did not get graphic as he explained that Andrew had given him a complete description of the events, I was unclear of his intentions by the way he beat around the bush regarding Andrew having sex with my wife. I asked Dave if he was upset by Andrew's visit and if that was the reason he wanted to get together for dinner. Then out of nowhere Dave said it was just the opposite, that for all of the years he had lived across from us he had fantasized about my wife, about kissing her and more. I was a little shocked when Dave went on to describe his watching my wife washing her car from his drawn shades and how he would think about Jolene while he was having sex with his wife Susan. I was a little surprised and asked if there was anything else. Dave said that several times he had watched through his binoculars Jolene wandering around our home naked and had witnessed her and I having sex also. Now I was really surprised and before I could say anything he said there was something else he should tell me.
As Dave went on to explain that his window lined up directly with our master bedroom window he had also watched my wife allow other men into our home and then would watch through our windows, sometimes catching glimpses of Jolene fucking these men. I asked him what he thought about that and as my cock grew harder he explained that he would most often masturbate while thinking he was the one between my wife's long legs, sucking her pussy and slipping his meat into her. I asked him if he had ever made an advance toward Jolene and he said he was too timid to do that but now that his son had told him about fucking my wife that he had mustered the courage to live out his fantasy. I asked him what exactly his son had said and he described how Andrew had told him about my wife's firm and supple body, her large natural breasts, long tanned legs and how tight and wet her blonde pussy was. It was then that I asked him if he had called to see if he could fuck my wife. There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone and then sheepishly he said that was his hidden hope and desire and that it was awkward just picking up the phone but his thoughts of making love to my wife pushed out all his reasoning. I told Dave I would talk to Jolene about having dinner and asked him for his phone number and email address and that we would get back to him before the weekend. Dave thanked me for not being upset and for allowing him to get this off his chest, I told him not to worry and we said our goodbyes.
My cock was rock hard thinking about the possibilities as I pulled into our driveway later that evening. Jolene met me at the door with her usual smile and kiss, today wearing a mini skirt and tank top, her long legs ending at her bare feet, toes highlighted with bright red nail polish. We had a drink together on the back patio as I related my conversation with Dave earlier in the day. When I was done Jolene told me she had caught Dave several times checking her out and that she knew that he sometimes watched her through his windows. I asked why she never told me about this and she said she thought it was harmless and wasn't going to get past Dave's voyeur stage. Jolene was a little shocked that Dave had seen her fucking other men in our bed but said it kinda turned her on now thinking someone was watching when I couldn't be there. Jolene was also surprised, although understood, that Andrew had given a blow by blow (so to speak) description of his afternoon with us. As Jolene moved over to sit on my lap, feeling my hard cock through my pants she asked if we should have dinner out this weekend. I slipped my hand between her thighs finding her naked pussy, wet and slippery, and suggested we get together with Dave and also Andrew if she was game. As my wife slipped her tongue in my ear and her hand moved to pinch my nipple through my shirt she told me that she couldn't wait for the weekend.
I pulled my wife's tank top off and began fondling her tits as we kissed, her legs parting on their own. Picking up Jolene I carried her into our bedroom through the patio door and laid her on our bed, watching as she hooked her mini skirt with her thumbs and slid out of it. I dropped my pants to the floor and pulled my shirt over my head as I moved between my wife's luscious legs to her waiting pussy. Jolene's first orgasm came as I sucked on her clit while slipping my finger slowly in and out of her pussy, holding her left hip with my other hand. As I sucked on her beautiful pussy I could see her squeezing and twisting her nipples. Moving up to slide my hard cock into her now very hot and wet pussy it only took a few minutes before we both came together as I shot my load deep into my wife. We lay together sweaty and panting, kissing each other and holding each other. Pushing my head down with her hands to her creamy pussy Jolene began telling me how she wanted to feel me lick her pussy after having Andrew and Dave fuck her this coming weekend. She went on to say that she wanted to have Dave fucking her pussy as Andrew slid his large cock into her ass. As I licked my own cum from my wife's pussy she held my head tightly with her hands and thighs, he body tensing in her final orgasm for the night.
It was about 10:00 PM when we finally cooled off, had dinner and took time to discuss the upcoming weekend. I asked my wife if she was considering fucking Dave and Andrew together and she smiled and said she had never had a father son team and would enjoy it very much, after all she had told Andrew to come back and the thought of Dave jacking off thinking about her had her wondering what he was like also. I suggested she give Dave a call to set things up for the coming weekend, handing her his cell phone number I had gotten earlier. Jolene picked up the cordless phone next to the bed and told me to get on the other phone in the living room after she dialed Dave's number. As I sat on the sofa my wife came into the living room and sat across from me on our large leather recliner, the phone next to her ear as she waited for Dave to pick up. This was my signal as I put the phone to my year.
When the ringing stopped and Dave answered Jolene spoke "Dave?"
"Yes, this is Dave, who is this?"
"Dave this is Jolene, Bernard's wife. How are you tonight?"
"Hey Jolene, I am doing great how about you?" There was a little nervousness in his voice.
"Dave I am doing great, what time is it where you are and actually where are you?"
"It is 1:00 AM and I am in Atlanta, it sure is hot and muggy here."
"Dave do you mind that I called so late? Bernard told me of your conversation this afternoon."
"Jolene, I am sorry about the call and no it's not too late to talk tonight."
"Dave, do you think I am a slut?"
"Why hell no Jolene, I think you're a great woman!"
I wasn't sure where this was going but my cock was hard as I watched my wife sitting cross-legged opposite me, her fingers tracing her nipples and moving up and down her stomach.
"Dave, do you mind I fucked your son?"
