Please note...although this is the second story written, it is in fact our first adventure. All of the tales written have actually happened, sometimes embellished slightly in order to help along their readability. Hope that you enjoy...
Some time ago, my wife and I were in my old hometown in South Florida for a friend's wedding. Coincidentally, my birthday fell just afterwards while we were still there. On the day of my birthday we arranged to pick up an old friend of mine. After some shopping at the local mall, we asked him if he would join us for dinner, he gladly accepted and we got back into the car for the thirty minute drive to the desired restaurant.
To give you a little background information, my wife and I had fantasized about a threesome with this particular friend on numerous occasions during sex, but she wasn't quite sure if she could actually go through with it. She did at least agree to flash him during our afternoon out, enough to get an idea of his reaction, to see if he showed an interest in her charms. To this end, she was dressed in a white off the shoulder peasant blouse, the thin cotton barely concealed her large dark areola. She also wore a denim mini skirt that buttoned completely up the front, underneath these items she wore absolutely nothing. No bra, panties, or pantyhose conspired to conceal her most tender places.
Once we were on the highway headed towards dinner, my wife, seated in the back seat of our rental car, began to rub some moisturizing lotion into her thighs, claiming that the harsh South Florida summer sun was drying them out. As she did this my friend turned back towards her to pick up the conversation and quickly realized that her actions left her legs slightly parted and her glistening slit in plain view. At the moment he was grateful for his sunglasses that allowed him to stare directly at her most private place without appearing to. The remainder of our drive was uneventful though enjoyable, when he would turn back towards her she would always manage to part her legs slightly to allow just a peek.
At dinner my wife and I began suggesting to him that there were a number of eligible women in Pennsylvania that we could introduce him to if he was interested in coming up for a visit. Along those lines I suggested that we should take a few pictures of him to show around to all of those bachelorettes.
After dinner we stopped at a liquor store for a strong bottle of wine to help my wife's courage, in hindsight I think that it was at that moment that she decided to herself that she would go through with our plan, but wanted the wine to help her keep her inhibitions at bay. She suggested that we stop at a local bar for a couple of rounds of shots to continue my birthday celebration. Once at the bar I only drank a couple of beers, preferring to savor the moment and not have it blurred by kamikazis. I did make sure that her glass was always full.
Eventually we made it back to where we were staying, I poured a glass of wine for my wife and our guest and settled down to relax, by this point it was about ten or eleven o'clock and everyone was enjoying themselves. At about midnight I suggested that we go ahead and take a few pictures of my friend for all of those eligible women up north. He agreed and we got started, he asked if he should provide some "cheesecake" poses, seeing nervous anticipation in my wife's face, I told him to take off as much of his clothing as he was comfortable with. We took several shots of him in various stages of undress until he stood before us completely nude. In spite of the amount of alcohol that she had consumed, she was still very embarrassed by the situation that she now found herself in. She would only steal furtive glances at his unclothed body, a rosy blush overcoming her cheeks. When she did take a moment to notice, she became aware that his cock was about the same length as mine at about seven inches, but that his was much thicker, at that moment she knew that she would be in for a special night of sexual excess.
