About a year ago my wife wrote a story which she has finally agreed could be posted.
The irony is this story is true...
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About two months ago Graham my husband started to suggest that it would be a real turn on for both of us if I made it with another man while he watched and wondered if I would be interested. I told him that I wasn't but he continued to push the point with me refusing every time. This discussion continued for about 2 weeks then stoped as dramatically as it had started.
Two weeks ago Graham invited a friend of his, Tony over for dinner. I have met Tony before and the three of us get on quite well together. As usual Tony and Graham were perfect gentlemen, complimenting me and my cooking. After dinner I told the guys to sit down and I would put the dishes in the machine and make some coffee.
While in the process of loading the dish washer Tony came into the kitchen, put his arm around me and said "you know that was a really fantastic meal." I told him that "I was glad he enjoyed it and I like to cook for friends."
As I turned round to get more plates Tony's left hand stayed around my waist and he pulled me towards him. I told him, with a chuckle, "to stop playing games, to go and sit down and finish his beer."
While Tony was telling me that "his beer was empty, and that he had quite enough to drink" he lowered his right hand and placed it just above my left knee. I pushed his hand away telling him "that a joke was a joke and not to be stupid."
For my resistance I received a tickle in the left rib from his left hand that was still around my waste. Being tickled like that turns me to jelly and while I was squirming about Tony supported my weight and proceeded to place his right hand back on my left leg but this time a little higher.
The tickling ceased and Tony told me that "there was no need to go to pieces, and that he was just being friendly." I instantly brushed his hand away, my action triggered Tony's second tickle attack. While I was squirming his right hand went back to my leg but a little higher, this time just below my thigh. While continuing his attack he told me that "I had great legs and he often fantasised about having them wrapped around him."
Again, Tony stopped the tickling I pushed his hand away and this time tried to break free. The look on Tony's face indicated that he was starting to get angry and sick of this game, but again started to attack my rib cage.
This time he slid his hand slowly and deliberately up my leg, under my skirt across my tummy. At the same time he forcefully pushed his leg between mine parting them. He then lowered his hand down my tummy and between my legs, finding the spot he was after.
After a few moments of working me with his finger his tickling subsided. Attempting to protest again caused Tony to respond with a sharp poke to the ribs again, just to let me know what would happen if I resisted. The sight of Tony with his hand between my legs, the fact that Graham could walk into the kitchen at any moment was starting to turn me on. Tony, by my subdued resistance realised this and slipped his left arm out from around my waist and started to hike my dress up.
I was so frightened, I felt as though I was being raped, but deep down I was starting to get hot. I had a hunk trying to feel me up, and the chance of being caught was just to much. I leaned back against the kitchen counter closed m eyes and submitted.
This was what Tony had been working towards his right hand came out from between my legs and with both hands he continued to hike my dress up over my waste.
Then as quick as lightning he took hold of each side of my pant straps and pulled hard. There was a sharp tearing sound and they were away leaving me fully exposed to him.
The sound brought me back to reality, "Please don't, it's not right we can't do this" I said, His simply placed his hand between my now wet thighs and stroked my protests away.
I started to relax, it felt so good, Tony working his finger around, in and out of my pussy and while gently whispering in my ear "I'm going to fuck you right here lady, how do you like the idea."
I remember thinking that if he didn't do it soon I would scream the place down. As though he could read my mind he abruptly stopped took one step back, unbuckled his shorts and let them drop to the floor.
His cock was about the same size as Graham's but so much thicker, I knew there was no way I would be able to take anything like that inside me. "Go on take hold of it, it won't bite" he said. Slowly and a little reluctantly I reached forward and placed my hand around the shaft, his cock felt so smooth yet hard like a piece of wood. Tony moved slowly towards me. "Do you like it, Ann" he said.