Things did change and they changed for the better, as I had predicted. To set up intimate sessions between us took a lot of coordination and phone calls and emails and timing. In the process I discovered that Maggie was a genuinely nice person. And she didn't want to steal my husband; she just had a sexual awakening later in life. I thought I was pretty open to all sorts of sexual experiences, I actually learned a lot from her. True, I never thought I'd be having group sex sessions with another couple, or getting naked with my husband and another woman, but life often leads you to places you didn't plan on exploring.
The second time we had a group scene, it was just Troy, Maggie and I at our house. Maggie had left Jamie left behind as part of a long tease. She said it resulted in even better sex when she got home, but we also had to promise to let Troy cum inside her before she left. That was to be Jaime's special treat for letting her have a night by herself.
I only needed a single glass of wine as a bracer before I was ready for my first ménage a trois, which was a little odd because I already had my first ménage a quatre and seemed a step down, but I couldn't say no. It was impossible to say no when we had moved to the bedroom and instead of moving first to Troy, Maggie and I turned to each other and exchanged a very deep and passionate kiss. Our bodies pressed together, I could feel her breasts mashing into and above mine. Her hands went around my waist, but I pressed the issue faster and moved mine to cup her ass cheeks that were nicely displayed in the jeans she wore. We had decided to keep things casual, though I was wearing what I considered to be a racy pair of red boyshorts under my skirt. I didn't resist when she started tugging at my clothing, trying to remove it.
"I'm used to undressing me," she laughed at me, breaking our kiss.
"Need any help?" Troy asked. He had been standing apart from us, watching our every move. There was a distinct bulge in the crotch of his pants. "I know how to undress women." He grinned at his good fortune.
"Let's get her naked," Maggie told him. He moved behind me and before I knew it my clothes were off and I was standing there in my lacy bra and red panties, a little embarrassed that I was at least ten pounds heavier than Maggie and she was half a head taller than me. When she saw my panties she let out a little giggle, I shyly covered myself a bit, dropping my hand in front of my pussy and angling my thigh to hide what I could.
"What?" I asked in protest.
Without a word, she dropped her jeans revealing the same pair of boyshorts I was wearing, though without a doubt a size or two smaller. "Great minds think alike," she said and moved back to me.
We kissed again and this time she proved a little more adept at unhooking my bra to free my tits while Troy pulled down my panties. Now I was proudly naked and moved to the bed. I wanted to be the center of attention. She and Troy kissed first, lightly but intimately and I felt a thrill of jealousy. He pulled off her shirt and bra, but left on the panties as she moved on the bed toward me.
"Get naked," I told him as Maggie started sucking my nipples. He joined her quickly and I found both my breasts being greedily sucked as two hands reached between my legs to play with my pussy. It was wonderful.
It was a little confusing at first when they were fumbling around hunting for all my bits and pieces but then Troy decided to penetrate my vag and Maggie concentrated on playing with my clit. This worked very well for me. With all they were doing to my pussy and sucking on my tits, it took me almost no time at all to cum, which was somewhat disappointing. But I knew I'd be ready for more soon.
"Does she always drench the bed when she comes?" Maggie asked Troy as she sucked my juices off her fingers.
"Yeah, that's one of her many talents," he replied. "She's always been the wettest girl I've ever been with."
"Including me?
"Even you."
Maggie placed her fingertips to her chest and played falsely wounded. "I'm wounded."
"Maybe a nice fucking will solve that problem," he suggested, reaching for her.
"Wait," she protested. "I want Ginny to help. But you need to run downstairs and get my bag, I forgot something in it."
He sighed and rolled his eyes, but the look on her face told him he wasn't going to get between her thighs until he did her bidding. Men are easy to control that way. He rolled off the bed and headed downstairs.
In an instant Maggie was on top of me, kissing my lips and neck. "I want to make love with you," she whispered in my ear. "But not with your husband here."
"What?" I was confused. I thought that was the whole point of this exercise.
"You've never really been with a woman, have you?" she asked me
"Define 'never really'—"
She cut me off. "You've never gone down on a woman and had your mouth on her pussy, have you?"
I shook my head. "Ah. No. No."
She smiled and kissed me again. "I want to be your first, then. But I want to do it alone with you. Okay? Just us girls?"
This made me reel a bit. Would that make me a lesbian? Having sex with both a man and a woman at the same time equaled, to me, bi status, but what if I were to sleep with her alone? No, I'd still be bi, but.... It didn't matter. I wanted to try it, and if she wanted me alone, that's the way it would be. "I'll do it," I agreed.
Her face broke out in beatific relief. "Great. Let's give Troy a blowjob, and then you and he can get me off. I've still got to bring his cum home to Jaime."
Troy returned a minute later with Maggie's oversized purse. She got off the bed and opened it up, pulling out a pair of panties and a large vibrator.
"Unsexy," Troy declared looking at her choice of underwear. They were pale yellow and polyester. When he held them up there weren't even bikini style, they were definitely briefs.
"You actually wear those?" I asked.
"They'll keep your cum in my pussy," she told us and brandished the vibrator at me. "I want you to use this on me while Troy doggie style."
