Michelle and I had been engaged for almost a year, but we still had not set a date for our nuptials. I was saving money to buy the perfect ring, she was focused on her new job and neither of us had accumulated any vacation days for a wedding. We lived together in a small apartment and were generally happy. On two occasions I met Michelle's coworkers and couldn't help but notice that one of them had his eye on my fiancé. His name was Bill and I later learned that he and Michelle ate lunch together several times a week. He was trying to seduce her, plain and simple.
Michelle for her part enjoyed the attention, but had no intention of actually acting on his advances. Six months into their 'friendship' Michelle had begun to share certain details about our relationship as she would with one of her girlfriends. They were small complaints, gripes and frustrations that any couple might have. Bill listened and took his time. He was enjoying the chase.
Bill prayed on Michelle's uncertainty. She had shared with him that I was her first lover. Michelle was a virgin when we met. She told him she didn't always have an orgasm when we made love and he pressed her about the size of my penis. He learned I was only four inches long and that her fingers could wrap all the way around my shaft. Michelle was uncomfortable saying any more and he dropped the subject.
He suggested that her inexperience might one day lead to betrayal on my part. She was fascinated by his analysis thinking it highly ironic. She took his advice with more than a few grains of salt, but she couldn't help but think he might be on to something. Over the next few weeks he pushed and prodded asking about various sexual experiences she had never heard of much less tried. Bill explained that most men have a certain fantasy that if they ever had the chance to fulfill might give them the excuse they need to stray from their relationship. Michelle asked what Bill's fantasy was, but he wouldn't tell her.
But Bill did suggest that many men, perhaps even me, had a secret desire to make love to two women at the same time. The irony, he explained, was that afterward most men realized that it wasn't as much fun as they had assumed. She asked him if he had ever been with two women and he took the opportunity to tell her he had and to detail the experience with titillating effect. Afterward, he told her to imagine five years in the future when we had a baby and I was on a business trip and after meeting a couple of coworkers in a bar they invited me back to their hotel room for a threesome. Could I turn down such an offer? My deepest darkest fantasy would be staring me right in the face and if I were like most men I would give in and take my chances. Only afterward would I regret my decision. Only afterward would I feel so guilty that our marriage would crumble under the strain of the betrayal.
It was utter bullshit and on some level Michelle must have realized that much, but she did begin talking to me about my sexual fantasies. I never really thought much about having a threesome. To be honest I was satisfied with Michelle and our sex life. She pressed and pressed and since I had no idea what she was getting at I started to think maybe SHE was the one interested in a threesome. I told her I would be open to it if she was and somehow she seemed satisfied.
Michelle was not satisfied. She was distraught and shared her concerns with Bill. He had been right; I DID want to sleep with other women. What was she to do? Part of her wondered if she should call of the wedding. Another part of her thought she should try to solve the problem. Of course Bill had the perfect solution.
Bill suggested that Michelle propose the idea of having a threesome as a birthday gift. His idea was to help me get my fantasy out of my system BEFORE we got married avoiding any sort of possible regret or betrayal later. He argued, I would realize how much I loved her and how overrated being with multiple partners would be. She wasn't going for it.
Bill continued to bring the subject up over the coming weeks as my birthday approached. He then showed Michelle a picture of a woman he knew who would be willing to help. He found our threesome. Michelle didn't realize it, but the woman he found was a prostitute he saw periodically. Bill was paying her to join our threesome. Michelle insisted on meeting the woman and then Bill knew he had her convinced.
The three met for lunch and Bill introduced Jennifer to Michelle. Jennifer was a little shorter than Michelle, but her body was perfect. Michelle thought I would be attracted to her and began quizzing Jennifer. Jennifer for her part acted reluctant and shy and Michelle jumped right in to make her more comfortable. The date was set -- my birthday the following week. That night Michelle told me she had a surprise for my birthday and that I shouldn't make any plans.
Bill coached Jennifer and explained exactly how he wanted the evening to go. He bought her a strap-on dildo and explained how small I was. He wanted her to fuck my wife so she would get a taste of what it was like fucking him. Bill's penis was on the big side as most women would attest. Jennifer knew from first hand experience and noted that the nine-inch dildo was about the same size as Bill.
My birthday arrived and that night Michelle told me about my surprise only ten minutes before she arrived. I was in shock. I couldn't believe she set this up! My Michelle? She would have never conceived of such a thing I thought to myself. Little did I know Bill was manipulating her -- or at least Michelle was letting him manipulate her.
Michelle was in her robe when she opened the door. Jennifer was standing there in a trench coat and her handbag. The pair stood in the living room and dropped their respective cover-ups to reveal their naked bodies. Michelle looked amazing, but her body couldn't compare with Jennifer's. She must have been three years younger and a regular gym customer.
They both began rubbing and kissing me. It was overwhelming and I was completely aroused. We retired to the bedroom and for a while I was consumed by the experience finding myself naked in no time at all. Michelle was kissing me and Jennifer was sucking my penis. Sitting on the edge of the bed I leaned back as Jennifer milked my balls and sucked my cock until I came in her mouth. She swallowed my semen -- something Michelle would NEVER do.
It had only been ten minutes and here I was spent, laying almost helpless on our bed. Jennifer pulled something out of her handbag and put it on. It was the strap-on Bill had bought for her. Neither of us knew Bill had purchased Jennifer OR the strap-on and the sight of it was a shock. At first I thought she wanted to use it on me, but she asked Michelle if she could try it on her. Michelle looked at me and then back at the dildo. She told Jennifer she didn't think it would fit inside of her.
