I really never thought it could happen. We have fantasised about having a mmf thingy for as long as I can remember but my wife has always said, "I don't mind fantasising about it, but it's never going to happen."
So I have had to settle with reading other lucky peoples stories on here. I never ever thought I would be able to post my own story. How wrong I was, and her come to that!
The other Monday was Halloween and Helen and all her work colleagues had arranged to go to work in fancy dress. Although she always looks sexy I couldn't believe she had the nerve to wear what she chose. It was She Devil outfit made up of a red and black basque that was heavily laced and boned. It was very tight fitting and supported itself well, so was strapless. It sort of had balcony bra cups that lifted her breasts up and almost out of the basque, so it really presented her 34C tits beautifully.
It had suspenders attached and she wore black fully fashioned pointed heal seamed stockings. The skirt she wore is difficult to describe but try and visualize if you can about 8 or 10 pieces of red satin material each about 6" wide and cut to a point at the hem end. They each overlapped just a little and were attached to a waistband. It was just below the knee in length and as she moved the strips of material separated and exposed lots of leg. And yes, it was obvious to all that she wore stockings. The weather was crap, it was pissing down, so she had to wear a coat but only until she got to her office.
Her thong matched the basque having been bought as a set. Other than that she wore some large gothic type jewellery with plastic clip on devil horns on her head and really heavy makeup, exceptionally high heals and carried a red Devils fork.
The thought of her sitting in her busy office with those delicate strips of material literally hanging open from the waist revealing her stocking tops and naked thighs drove me crazy all day. On top of that, she would have those lovely tits out on view for everyone to enjoy. I knew she would get more and more aroused as the day went on and I would be having a fantastic fuck as soon as I got her home but I didn't dream it would be the realisation of our mmf fantasy.
The day went like this: -
She normally drives to work but I chose to drive her to work this day as I wanted as much time with her as possible and get the opportunity to have a feel between her legs en-route. I waited as she strutted up the few steps into her building and left. Later that day I had car problems, the exhaust fell off, so had to get it fixed. The parts were not readily available and time was getting on so I was not going to be able to collect her from work in time. I had to phone her and ask if she could get a lift home, I was gutted as I was really looking forward to picking her up and groping her as I drove her home.
She text back and said not to worry she had a lift sorted. But then I got another text to say they were having a drink in the office after work anyway so would be a bit late, but she would still get a lift. As I pulled into our drive I noticed I was being followed by another car driven by Dracula. It literally followed me up the drive; Helen sitting in the passenger seat was all happy and giggly, still dressed up like a devil. She introduced me to Dracula, his name was Richard and I estimated he was about 10 years younger than us.
Helen was obviously merry but not really drunk and had already invited Richard in for coffee but we all opted for a bottle of wine instead. Evidently the turn out of people dressed up was very good and Helen said they had taken some photo's for posterity. Helen asked me to connect her digital camera to the T.V. I soon got it set up and we watched the slide show. She had obviously let other people use our camera, as there where lots of pics of her in mucking about with other work colleagues. There were some very sexy women working in her office I thought! I never new witches could look so fuckable. They were sitting/laying on desks flashing stockings and cleavage, Helen included, blokes dressed as Dracula's and the living dead were embedding their teeth into the girls necks.
I commented to Richard "How the hell did you guy's manage to stay in control with all that talent, it looks like they were all asking for a shag?"
Helen piped up and said "They didn't, several did get shagged didn't they Rich?"
He laughed and said "yeah, lucky sods"
