I had pretty much given up the idea that I was ever going to have sex with two women at the same time. You know how it is. You get to that certain age when the ladies think youâre (and maybe them) too old (over 30!) to be âplaying around,â or maybe they think youâre too married and they donât want to break up a relationship, or maybe they think youâre just some âcheating bastardâ. Just try to convince them itâs âOKâ with your wife. Yeah, right! Plus, Iâm not crazy enough to start hitting on my female co-workers as a source of poontang. Who needs that trouble? Actually, Iâve never been the type of guy to cheat on his wife. My definition of cheating means sneaking around behind her back.
Our relationship has always been open and truthful. In the first years of our marriage we talked about having affairs with other people, and agreed that it wouldnât happen without the other spouseâs full knowledge and permission. Over the years my wife, Sue, had a couple of âflingsâ with other guys. I knew it was just for the sex, so I wasnât threatened or jealous. I never seemed to have the same opportunity, not that I was really looking any way, but Iâve always been open to the right situation. Well, that finally happened this last spring.
Sue and her good friend Trish had gone to a local restaurant after work. Sue and Trish used to work together and had kept their friendship active over the years, by getting together every other month for a âgirls night outâ. I like seeing Trish when Sue has her over to our house. Trish has a nice tight body, from going to the gym. Her belly is flat, but unfortunately, so is her chest. She couldnât be more than a B-cup, but thatâs ok with me because her buns are small. I just hate women with big asses. Trish has dark brown hair that she likes to keep short, like so many businesswomen do these days. Trish and my wife Sue look very similar, except that Trish is just a bit taller, and Sue has a nice set of C cups.
Last year Trish was at our house, with her live-in boyfriend Ted, when we had several couples over for a summer party. Later in the evening, after dinner, several of us were relaxing in the spa on our back deck. Trish, who had been gulping down her favorite cocktail all night (Captain Morgan & Coke), was in the tub without Ted. She was wearing a skimpy bikini, and clearly had quite a buzz on. Trish was acting very playful, and several times âaccidentallyâ placed her hand on my crotch, and gave my dick a good feel. The first time I just thought that maybe she had slipped in the water. Since my trunks were very thin nylon, it felt like I wasnât wearing anything. Of course, her first squeeze made my barely restrained dick stand up like a tent pole under my trunks.
I would have been embarrassed if the other guests in the tub could see what had happened, but the water jets and low light hid my hard-on. From then on, every few minutes, Trish would sort of âswimâ my way and give my hard pecker and balls a nice full hand squeeze, all the while giggling and laughing with the other guests in the tub. Naturally, I wanted to give Trish a good feel between her legs in return, but I thought it would be too obvious to the others, if each time she was on my side of the tub my hands disappeared under the water. So, even though we were in the water quite a while, I only once managed to cup her butt with both hands. Such nice buns! Trishâs bathing suit was thong-like, so I mostly got the bare skin of her soft, but firm, cheeks. I wanted more to happen, but didnât think there would be an opportunity.
Normally, when Sue & Trish go out, Sue gets home around nine or ten oâclock. Sue knows I get worried when she comes home later, because it means they have been drinking longer, and probably shouldnât be driving. When midnight came and went with no Sue in sight, I was very concerned, because I knew the restaurant would be closing. Itâs just a neighborhood place, not a bar that stays open late. Finally, around 1 oâclock I see the lights from her car in the driveway, and Trishâs car is right behind her!
Well, thank God Sueâs home, but sheâs got some real explaining to do. And why is Trish following her home at this hour? I can hear them coming up the front walkway. ManâŚare they making a lot of noise. Iâll bet theyâre half blasted!
As Sue & Trish entered our house I hear my wife Sue call out, âHi honey, weâre home⌠are you still up⌠are you decent?â Then she giggled, âTrish is afraid youâll be naked, ha, ha, ha.â
âNo, Iâm not naked,â I answered as I walked toward the front door. Trish was kind of holding on to Sue for support, while she looked my way, with a look on her face like she half expected me to be in my underwear or something.
âSue said I should follow her home for a nightcap, but I didnât want us wake you if youâd already gone to bed,â Trish said while returning my welcoming hug and giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
Trish was looking really good tonight. Obviously she had changed clothes after work. She was wearing a tight pair of stonewashed jeans that not only clung perfectly to her tight ass, but also outlined her slit up front.
Ah yesâŚwouldnât it be nice to get into those pants. Sheâs wearing a bra, but I can see her nipples. Maybe sheâs happy to see me?
âI didnât think youâd mind if I brought Trish home,â my wife interjected. âI figured youâd still be awake anyway.â
âSure Iâm still upâŚIâve been waiting for you to come home. I was very concerned. Where have you been all this time?â
âOh, Iâm really sorry honey. I should have called to let you know where we were,â Sue said as we walked toward to family room. âThey practically had to kick us out of the restaurant. We were the last ones left at the bar. Finally the bartender said he was closing and weâd have to leave, so thatâs when I asked Trish to come back here,â said Sue as she began to pour herself a glass of wine.
âOK TrishâŚnow that youâre here, can I interest you in something to drink?â I asked.
She didnât really look like she needed another one, but I figured sheâd be spending the night in our guest bedroom, so I wouldnât have to worry about her driving home. I thought I saw a little look of indecision on her face.
I think Sue saw it too, so she added, âTrish, you can stay here, in the guest bedroom. Donât worry, Bob doesnât mind a bit, do you honey?â
âOr⌠you can sleep in our bed,â I suggested with a wry smile.
Now Trishâs eyes lit up, and she shot back, âThatâs every manâs dreamâŚto sleep with two women at once.â