Mary and John

My wife and I have known John for years. He and I worked together for a while, and became good friends. Mary and I would often socialize with John and his wife, Ellen, and we had some great times. Mary was very fond of John, she felt he was a really sweet guy, but didn't think as highly of Ellen. Ellen was in fact a bit of a bitch, and treated John pretty badly at times. She ended up cheating on him, and then filing for divorce. John was devastated.

My wife was very supportive of John through this, and they developed a close friendship. Strictly platonic, to be sure, but Mary often teased me that If i ever cheated on her, John would be her revenge fuck. They had a flirty, fun dynamic, but I was never really jealous. As for John, he often told me that Mary was an amazing woman, and I was a lucky man. I knew both were true!

John was renting a small lake cottage, having sold his house as part of the settlement. Mary and I were on our way to visit him on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, and I couldn't resist teasing her a bit.

"I'm sure John will enjoy seeing you in your bathing suit all afternoon." At 35 Mary looked amazing, truly in her prime. The few extra pounds she had put on since having a child, settled in all the right places.

She smirked and said, "Maybe I don't mind John checking me out, he can look all he wants."

What Mary didn't know, is that a few months back I had shown John some Boudoir photos of my wife that she had taken for Valentine's day, 5 years ago. Some were lingerie shots, plenty sexy, and some featured her beautiful tits, on full display. So John was well aware of how fine she looked under her clothes!

I continued to tease, "Well, I suppose if I ever wanted to share your charms with anyone, it would be John. But you are far too modest for that sort of thing."

A short moment passed, and looking straight ahead, Mary said' "I might surprise you one day."

We spent the afternoon swimming in the lake, and lounging on John's small patio, sipping good wine. The conversation was easy, and it was good to see John in such a good mood. It was a super comfortable situation.

We were all pretty buzzed from the wine, when Mary said, "I'm going in to change out of this wet suit." She was wearing a blue one-piece suit, very modest, but it showed off her curves nicely.

She went to the sliding door, that opened into John's bedroom. This is where we had changed earlier. She left the door open about a foot, but there was a full curtain on the inside so she disappeared from our view. After a minute or so, John turned toward the door and called out, "Let me know if you need any help in there!"

We both chuckled, and after a long moment, Mary's voice came from inside.

"Sure, come on in"

John looked at me, his eyebrows raised, and after a few seconds, I nodded my head towards the door, signaling him to go. He got up and slipped into the door of his bedroom.

For the next few minutes, I heard hushed talking, and playful laughing from my Mary. Then it got quiet, so I decided to move closer to the door to hear what was happening. As I got closer, I thought I heard John whispering lowly, and may have heard him saying my wife's name. "Mary.....oh Mary..."

I peered in though the slightly open sliding door, and what I saw took my breath away. John was sitting on the edge of his bed, his swim trunks down around his ankles. Mary was on her knees between his legs, her hair still in a ponytail, her bathing suit pushed down below her breasts. She was sucking John's cock. My wife's head moved slowly up and down, her lips sliding over John's hard dick. John was looking down at her, clearly in ecstasy, and whispering her name. I watched from the doorway, a raging hard on in my shorts, as my Mary gave John a slow and amazing blowjob.

John became aware of my presence first, and then Mary. Before john could say anything, Mary stood up, and waved me into the room. She quickly stripped off her suit, and pulled John's trunks off as well.

Mary told John to slide further onto the bed. He did so, and she got onto her hands and knees between his legs. Mary then motioned for me to come behind her. I didn't need to be told twice. I dropped my shorts and moved into place, as Mary resumed sucking John's cock. My hard cock slipped easily into my wife's very wet pussy, and she let out a low moan as I slowly pushed all the way in. What a view I now had....looking over Mary's naked ass and back, to where her head slowly bobbed on John's cock. She reached up and pulled the tie from her hair, and her long blonde hair spilled out. John immediately started gently stroking her hair as he received what I suspect was the best blowjob of his life, from my sweet wife.

I fucked Mary deep and slow, almost matching the rhythm of her head bobbing. She moaned "Mmmmmm" every time I pushed all the way in. John was also moaning, and his breaths were coming quicker. Mary's pace quickened, working his cock with her mouth. A moment later, John grunted, and pushed his hips upward. At the same time Mary arched her back, and stopped bobbing. I knew right away what was happening. John was coming in Mary's mouth. This was something she RARELY let me do. And the next thing was more amazing. I could tell that my wife was swallowing his load. She had never done that with me, I was stunned. It was then that I noticed that Mary was having her orgasm, she gets a little shake and shimmy in her legs when she cums. The thought of what had just transpired, My wife taking a load in her mouth, swallowing it, and then coming from it all, was enough for me. I emptied my balls into her redhot pussy.

We were going to take turns in the shower, but we all ended up in it at the same time. John and I soaped up and washed Mary's beautiful body, she stroked and washed our cocks. It was another delight on a day full of delights.

We agreed to give ourselves a few days before we discussed what happened between us. We would all have to think hard about what it would mean going forward. I thought it could easily bring us into a close, wonderful arrangement. But it could also be too awkward. I wondered to myself if I was the only one that wanted to see John experience Mary fully, and for my wife to take another man inside her. I was fairly sure that I was not alone in wanting that. Mary and I left.

On the way home, I asked my wife only one question. Why did she accept John's coming in her mouth, and then swallowing? It was something she had long said no to. She just said, "I'm not sure, I was so caught up in the moment, in such bliss having the both of you, I just didn't want it to stop, not for a second. I figured, what the hell?"

I was quiet, but she knew what I wanted to know.

Mary smiled, "Yes, ok? That is definitely on the menu now"