Gina's Bowling Partner

A/N this is a hotwife (wife sharing) story. You've been warned.

All characters in this story are over the age of 18.

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Gina and I were in a mixed doubles bowling league. We weren't great bowlers, but it was a lot of fun.

I was scheduled to be unable to bowl for several weeks as I recovered from hernia surgery. We had a fill-in to take my place, Jimmy. Jimmy was a geographical bachelor. Half-way through a 2-year tour in Germany. In the early 1990's. Some of you will instantly realize just what this means. But, for the rest of you, it means Jimmy was away from his wife. He had been away from his wife for about a year. And had another year to go before he would be able to see her, again. This was in the early 1990's; before easy communication. Jimmy and his wife would have had regular mail, basic email (I think AOL and/or Compuserve were all the rage) and infrequent phone calls. {Phone calls to/from Germany and the US were very expensive back then.}

In short, Jimmy was lonely and alone.

Anyway, Jimmy filled-in for me as my wife's bowling partner. She was a pretty big flirt when she got to know a person. Jimmy was lonely and missed female companionship.

Gina loved sex. She could be a bit freaky. She didn't know I knew, but she had fooled around with an old boyfriend after we were supposed to be exclusive. As I was okay with a bit of sharing, this wasn't really a deal-breaker for me. I wasn't a fan of the sneaking around, but the fooling around wasn't really a problem. Oh, and since hernia surgery recovery included limited or no sex, Gina was very horney.

After the second week Jimmy bowled with Gina, we asked him to come to our house after the evening bowling was over for a beer. He decided he would stop by for a while, but not too long as first formation came fairly early and bowling didn't get over until 9 or 10. He didn't have a car, so he rode to our house with us. Gina laid out some cheese and crackers and broke open a couple of beers. We sat around the living room and got to know each other without the noise of the bowling alley.

At first, Gina and Jimmy sat at opposite ends of the couch while I took the easy chair. Gina put on some background music. When she sat back down, she sat closer to Jimmy. She was clearly moved by the music as she was kinda dancing in her seat. Bobbing her head and bouncing her body to the beat. She got Jimmy to doing the same thing. Pretty soon, they were both 'dancing' while seated.

This went on for a track or two. The beat of the music changed and Jimmy asked Gina if she wanted to really dance. She nodded and quickly got up and started dancing around the living room. He was dancing with her. They danced through one full track and the next track was much slower. Gina started swaying to the slower music there in the middle of the living room floor. She nodded her head to get Jimmy to move closer and they began dancing together in the middle of the living room. They were pretty close to each other. Gina was holding him tightly. I'm sure her breasts were smashed against his chest. If it were me, I'd have a boner. I couldn't tell if he did, though, because they were too close together.

The music changed again and broke the mood. Jimmy noticed the time and said it was time for him to go back to the barracks. It would be nearly midnight by the time I dropped him off at his barracks. Gina acted like she wanted to ride with us, but at the last minute decided to stay home until I got back.

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"Oh. My. God!", she said, when I walked back through the front door when I got home.

"What?", I asked.

"He has a big dick!"

"Who, Jimmy?" (Yeah, I was trying to be funny.)

"Hell yeah, Jimmy! He's seriously packing. He's bigger than Art!" (Art was the old boyfriend from school.)

"Well, maybe you should get you some of that?"

"Are you serious? You'd be okay with that?"

I told her I would be okay with that, as long as I could be there and watch. Maybe take turns. Maybe all three be on the bed at the same time, with her in the middle. But, that it would be up to her to get things started. I wouldn't be able to do that.

We didn't see Jimmy until the next bowling night. Gina flirted with Jimmy all night long. I'm sure he was all fired up. I know she was. As they were wrapping up the 3rd game of the league play, Gina asked him if he wanted to come over again to hang out. Jimmy jumped at the chance. He said, "Oh, hell yeah!"

This time, when we got to the house, Gina put on a slower album. It didn't really have any fast ones; only slow dances. There wasn't any of the build-up from last week. Gina popped the top on the beers, handed me one and sat hers on the table. Jimmy took one slug from his beer and put it down because she was 'dragging' him to the 'dance floor' (the living room rug.) They picked up right where they had left off the week prior. They were dancing closely and holding each other rather tightly. I was anxious to see what Gina would do to get something started. As they danced around, she made eye-contact with me and did a question-mark with her eyes. I presumed she was asking for permission to start. Or, maybe just confirmation I was okay with things. I'm not really sure. But, I nodded anyway.

The situation being what it was, we really didn't know if Jimmy would be okay with messing around. I mean, he was married. We didn't want to mess things up for him. But, like I said, Gina was pretty horney by this time, after about 4 weeks dry spell.

She rolled her head and shoulders back and looked up at Jimmy and asked, "Is it okay if I kiss you?" He gave a firm nod and started leaning forward to kiss Gina. She was all-in. She leaned forward, and stretched up on tip-toe and laid a kiss on him that probably made his toes curl. I was just watching, and I was excited.

She kept kissing him and was running her hands up and down his back. I could tell from her arms, that she was pulling his body tightly to her own body. Her hips were moving back and forth in a fucking motion. As they slowly danced around, I saw that she had both her hands on his ass and was clearly pulling him to her and was grinding her crotch to his.

She broke the kiss and looked over at me again. Another 'question-mark' on her face. I figure this time she was asking if it was okay to continue. I nodded again.

I really need to stop here for a second and say something. Gina wasn't on birth-control. I had had a vasectomy so there was no need. Jimmy wasn't really a 'match' for me - any baby that might come from this sex would likely not look anything like me. But, it was Gina's safe time of the month. I know for sure that she wouldn't mind having a child - regardless who the father was. My other story, "Getting Gina Pregnant" talks about this, a little. We hadn't actually discussed this part of any playing. There weren't any condoms in the house. With that context in place... I nodded again.

Gina went back to kissing Jimmy. I rose and stood behind Gina and started keeping time with their slight swaying back and forth. I reached around and started working her polo shirt up and over her head. She backed off of Jimmy to allow that to happen. Then, I noticed she was unbuttoning his shirt. About the time I had her shirt off, she had his off.

He bent his head and started nibbling on her ear lobe and down her neck. I saw what he was doing and matched the same activities on the other side from behind her.

I reached around her waist and released the snap on her jeans. While she backed her ass into my crotch and released the snap on Jimmy's jeans. She unzipped his jeans at the same time I unzipped hers. She no sooner had his jeans unzipped when she released a deep moan. That's when I noticed her hand had disappeared into his boxers. (We were moving pretty fast, here. We'd only been home about 30 minutes at this point and none of us had more than half of a beer.)

Jimmy was having a hard time getting into her panties because her jeans were kinda on the tight side, even unzipped. So, I started pushing her pants to the floor. I untied her shoes so she could take them off and then I helped her step out of her jeans down at her ankles. When I stood back up, and leaned into her again, her shoulders were flushed and she was breathing kinda hard. Jimmy had his hands in her panties and I could tell he was moving his fingers in and out of Gina's pussy. She was close to cumming.

She broke their kiss and embrace and squatted down between us. She grabbed Jimmy's jeans and slid them down to the floor and helped him out of them. She's in bra and panties but the bra is pushed up exposing her tits. He's only in his boxers. I'm still fully dressed - but, no one cares about that.

After she had his jeans off, she took Jimmy by the hand and lead him to our bedroom. He barely glanced at me. But, when he did, I gave him the same nod I'd given Gina twice already. I followed behind them slowly.

When I got to the door of the bedroom, here's what I saw. Gina was naked on her back in the middle of the bed. Her bra and panties were on the floor at the foot of the bed. Her knees were up and spread wide. Both hands gripping Jimmy's head around the ears. Jimmy was kneeling at the foot of the bed, still in his boxers, with his face planted squarely in Gina's pussy. And she was cumming. Yes, she was "Oh God, Oh, God, Oh, MY GOD!" cumming.

Gina wanted to fuck. She started trying to push his boxers down using her toes - but wasn't able to do that. I could tell she was frustrated by that. But, I was only watching. I wasn't helping.

Jimmy was still going to town on her pussy with his tongue. (If he was doing the alphabet, he was probably around "M.") Gina was on the way to her second orgasm. I could tell because she let go of Jimmy's head and started pinching the hell out of her nipples. This was her 'tell'. "Oh God. Oh My God. OH. MY. GOD! Jimmy! Jimmy! Please FUCK ME!"

Jimmy stood up and dropped his boxers. He stopped to ask if he needed a condom. Gina practically yelled back, "NO! No way. I want to feel your cum!"

Jimmy got back on the bed and kissed his way up Gina's body. He paused and took her nipples, one at a time, into his mouth. Gina had her hands under his arms trying to drag him up into position. He was taking his time. Letting the tension build.

He kissed and nibbled on her collar bone. Then on her shoulder. Then on the side of her neck. When he got to her neck, his cock was in place at the opening of her pussy. Gina was moving her ass trying to capture his cock. He kept it steady with just the tip in her pussy. She was groaning and moaning, "Oh God. Oh. God!" and had her hands on his ass trying to pull him into her. He was making her work for it.

Jimmy moved up a bit and kissed her. And as he did that, he slid his cock all the way into her pussy. Bottoming out against her mons in one single thrust. Jimmy didn't seem to be in any rush. He was slowly and methodically fucking her. Gina was going nuts with pleasure. "Oh God. Oh, my God."

From my vantage point by the door, I could see his cock embedded in her pussy. I could see his ball sack. It was thrilling to watch this happen from this angle. But, the point is, I could tell when he was on the verge of cumming. His ball sack drew up tighter and I could tell he was close. He started moving even slower and when he got all the way in, he was moving around to bump her clit. She was "Oh God, Oh, God!" cumming for at least the 3rd time when I saw his ball sack throbbing as he released his load into her pussy.

There would be no sex for me, recovering from surgery notwithstanding, because I came in my pants just from the visual.

There was some whispering and kissing as they both came down from their sexual high. I don't know what they said - it wasn't for me. After a few minutes, though, Jimmy looked at the bedside clock and realized he really needed to get back. He did a quick PTA (pecker, titties and armpits) bath in the sink and got dressed so I could take him back to the barracks. Gina stayed in the bed. I think she was probably asleep before we actually left.

Gina and I talked the next morning and we were good. She was well-fucked and felt great about it. I was okay with sharing and had an enjoyable evening. We were in agreement that we would love a repeat.

This turned out to be a one-shot event, however. Jimmy was ate up with remorse for cheating on his wife and he never came over to our house, again. I think he didn't trust himself to come over without ending up in Gina's pussy again. In fact, he stopped showing up on league night altogether a few weeks later. We never saw him again.

Gina didn't get pregnant. Spoiler alert: unknown to both of us, Gina was sterile - probably from birth.