Tuesday evening I was warming up the bar-b-que when my wife Jolene called from her hair salon. Normally my wife would be home around 6:00 in the evening on Tuesday's but it was almost seven when she called. Jolene explained that she had a walk in customer just as she was done with her last scheduled appointment and being the only stylist left in the salon she decided to take him. Her salon had just started advertising at the local Holiday Inn and this guy had walked down the hill to have his hair cut, she couldn't say no. Jolene went on to ask me to throw another steak on the grill as she had invited her new client over for dinner, she would explain more when she got home. Jolene asked me to mix her a White Russian; she was on her way home.
About ten minutes later in walked my wife with her client following, they were laughing as they came through the kitchen into the living room. Now I could see why my wife had asked her client for dinner. Jolene introduced me to Dan, a physical young man in his late thirties, about ten years younger than my beautiful wife. Jolene asked me to fix Dan something to drink as she took her White Russian and headed toward the bedroom saying she needed to get out of her work clothes. Dan was watching her fine ass sway as she turned the corner and was a little embarrassed as he realized what he was doing and that I had busted him checking out my wife. Of course I can't blame him, as you know from our other adventures my wife is a very good looking California girl, tanned in the right spots, long legs and a great attitude. My cock was stirring thinking about Dan and my wife; I was curious what she had in mind.
Dan asked what I was drinking and I told him tequila and grapefruit, he said he would have what I was having. It was pretty obvious he wanted to get along and enjoy the evening. While we were waiting for my wife I asked him a little about himself. He was on the West coast for a meeting with a new customer; he sold heavy equipment to contractors. Dan explained he needed to get away from his home in Ohio, he had just separated from his wife and he wanted a little air. His wife had come home one night with bite marks on her breasts, her panties were missing and she had obviously been fucked. Her explanation was she had gone out with her girlfriends and had a little too much to drink and didn't quite remember the whole night other than riding in the back seat of a car on the way back home. He said he was unsure whether he could trust her and what his feelings were about her.
As Dan was winding down his story Jolene sauntered into the kitchen wearing one of my white button up shirts, only the middle two buttons were fastened. The shirt was just long enough to cover her panties but as she walked it parted just enough to give a glimpse of her little lace boy shorts. Jolene bent to set her glass on the table where Dan was sitting and as she did the shirt opened allowing Dan a clear view of her large tits, hanging firmly below her. I asked her if she needed a refill as she moved toward the stovetop. My wife was standing in front of this complete stranger barefoot with a shirt that barely covered her fine tan body. As Jolene moved about the kitchen preparing the rest of the meal she explained how Dan had walked in and although she was cleaning up decided to give him a haircut because he explained he was here on very important business. As my wife bent to get the pans, reached to get the measuring cups and generally moved around her kitchen she gave Dan and I ample opportunities to see her fine lace covered ass held tightly by her boy shorts.
My cock was hard as I took the steaks out to the bar-b-que and tossed them on. Dan had followed me outside and was watching my wife through the large window as we talked. I asked him how he liked his haircut and he said he not only liked the cut but enjoyed he experience. He thanked me for letting him come to our home and have dinner, he hadn't had a home cooked meal in several weeks. Dan said my wife insisted he come home for a nice dinner and a couple of drinks. Looking into the kitchen Jolene was mixing her third White Russian, things were going to get interesting, she likes to have a good time after a few of her favorite drinks. My wife brought us out fresh drinks and as she stayed to chat her nipples became quite erect in the cool evening. Jolene asked where we wanted to eat, inside or outside and I commented that outside was more pleasant for Dan and I. She punched me in the arm, gave me her sexy crooked smile and turned toward the kitchen.
When my wife came back out with the dishes and such she asked Dan to help her set the patio table. Standing at the bar-b-que I watched as she made every effort to brush against him, actually bumping into him a time or two. It was also obvious that she now only had one button on the shirt fastened, each time she leaned over the table her breasts were in clear view. We had a great dinner and talked about Dan's home town, his job and also his separation. My wife cleared the table, taking the dinner plates to the kitchen and returning with another round of drinks. When Jolene asked him if he was going to get back with his wife she crossed her legs, revealing that she had taken her panties off. Dan was caught off guard staring at my wife's beautiful little pussy as her legs crossed, he stuttered for a moment and then said he was still unsure, he loved her but was confused about her behavior and his feelings about her behavior.
Jolene asked him if he was pissed off or whether he was unsure about whether the thought of his wife fucking other men might have aroused him. Dan looked at me for help; he looked confused as to where this was going. I took a long drink and asked him if he knew who the person his wife had fucked was, did he know the guy or not. Dan turned to Jolene and then back to me as he said his wife had told him it was a guy she had met in the bar she was drinking in, she didn't know who he was. I asked what his first thought was when he realized his wife had fucked someone else. Dan hesitated, lowered his head a little and said his first thought was he wanted to fuck her right there but for some reason thought he should have been pissed off. That is the reason he was still confused about whether to get divorced or stay with his wife. Jolene smiled, saying she understood and asked me what I thought about Dan's wife fucking other men.
Looking right at Dan I told him that I enjoyed watching my wife fuck other men, that I enjoyed fucking her with other men as well. Dan looked at my wife who was sitting with her long legs crossed, her tan thighs completely exposed, her shirt was half open revealing one erect nipple on her large breast. Dan adjusted his pants; his cock like mine was hard. Jolene stood and stepped in front of Dan, undoing her last button allowing her shirt to open completely. With her White Russian in one hand she placed the other on Dan's shoulder and lowered herself onto his lap. Before Dan could speak my wife had covered his mouth with hers as she pressed herself against him, her body exposed to his touch. Dan's hand instinctively ran up my wife's thighs, finding a very wet pussy as his fingers touch her lips.
