(This was the start of a new phase in our relationship. My husband and I had talked about us having a threesome many times and we had loads of fantasies about it. I was a virgin when we met and so had never had sex with anyone else besides him, and so I was very unsure of actually doing anything for real. This is what finally happened. If you like it we will tell you more of our experiences.)
An old friend of mine came to visit and the three of us had a good evening, nice meal, good wine and relax chat. The drink flowed and my wife became more and more flirtatious giving us both a peek of her long shapely legs, which were covered in black stockings.
She took opportunities to bend forward and let us see her cleavage and flashed her panties at us a few times. The evening was a lot of fun and at one stage she gave us each a kiss and we had a little feel of her slim body. It was all harmless fun and a big turn on for us all.
Eventually we all had enough and started to make our way to bed. My wife gave my mate a big kiss goodnight and wished him sweet dreams.
When we were in our bedroom and had climbed into bed I asked her why she had not ventured further? She obviously fancied him but had not allowed it to go beyond the heavy petting and slight feels. She said that she wasn't sure whether I would be happy with her going any further.
We had talked about a three some with another guy before and she knew it was something that turned me on. I said that we had talked about it and she knew that I wouldn't mind, but she said that it had always been erotic talk and she wasn't sure I meant it.
I assured her I wouldn't have minded and not to worry. We played around and I was as hard as rock with the events from the evening. She on the other hand wasn't so keen on having me fuck her and gave me a great blow-job. She brought me off very quickly because I was so excited by the evenings events and when I started on her with my tongue she didn't take long either to cum on my face.
I was slightly surprised that she didn't want to have sex but when we had both relaxed in each other's arms for a while she said "So it really wouldn't bother you if I had sex with him?" I smiled and kissed her long and deep. "Does that answer your questions?" I said. "I don't mind what you do as long as you are honest with me," I added.
"I love you", she said and I started to drift off to sleep
I don't know what woke me but it was about an hour later and noticed that there was a light in the hall. I then noticed that my wife was not in bed. In fact the bed was cold on her side so she had gone for more than a couple of minutes. That meant she had not just gone to the toilet. My first reaction was of concern that something was wrong and I sat upright.
I started to climb out of bed when I heard low voices and then realised that she was talking quietly to someone. I couldn't make out what was being said but I knew it was her voice.
I crept out of the bed trying to be as careful as I could not to make the floorboards creek. Slowly I moved to the door and put my head out into the hall. At the other end of the hall there was a light coming around the door of the spare room. The door wasn't fully shut and now I had my head in the corridor I could make out the sounds coming from the room. It wasn't conversation but there were words being said from time to time as well as noises of pleasure.
"mmmmmmmm"
"oh yes"
"oooooohh"
Each was followed by a bit of silence before another comment or sound was emitted.
"mmmmmm that's nice"
I sneaked down the hall and got to the doorway. I peered through the crack and could see my mates legs and feet but no higher. However I could see my wife's body was between those legs and it was obvious that her head was at the level of his crouch. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was sucking on his cock.
I wished I could see more but there was no way I could do hat without giving away my presence. I didn't want to do that because I wanted to what was going on. How far would she go? Even though I had fantasised about this many times my heart was pounding in my chest.