Me, My Wife and a Good Friend.
David and I were very good friends, going out clubbing every weekend and chasing girls.
I soon had a unit close to the city and my work.
David however, worked for a large international company located in the outer suburbs. Fortunately, his parents' house was a fifteen-minute drive.
Most weekends the pattern was David coming to my place straight from work.
Eat, drink, music and then it was off to town and chasing skirt.
I confess to being a man whore in that period and most weekends I hooked up.
On those occasions we both missed, we would keep drinking.
David lacked some confidence due to his not quite five and a half feet in height.
One night we ended up at someone's house, there was a large swimming pool.
At some point, a person jumps in naked and then most are skinny-dipping.
It was that night I became aware of an attribute my friend possessed.
He is short in stature but he was the biggest man by far that night.
He has a cock like a thoroughbred horse and it made other males uncomfortable.
Females however were sneaking peeks and whispering to each other.
I do not know why so many females deny an attraction to a large penis.
I know what I witnessed that night and David was having sex with a very attractive female before the sun rose.
Less than a year later, I met Brianna and she moved in with me after a couple of months.
The only real changes were David having dinner and getting ready at his home.
Bree joined us sometimes and other times she would be with her girlfriends.
David still lacked confidence and most times, he slept on the sofa.
Then he met Joanne and she totally cuffed him.
In six months, we had two Sunday lunches, which was the extent of our socializing.
Then he got a promotion and it meant moving interstate.
I was disappointed he could not be best man at my wedding as he was overseas with work at the time.
He did send a wedding gift, a very high-end coffee espresso machine.
I was more than disappointed however when I did not even get an invitation to his wedding.
A few years had passed since David had left and unexpectedly I received a phone call from his mother.
She explained to me how controlling Joanne had been and recently she ran off with some rich old man.
I promised her I would call him and that I would convince him to catch up when he was here in a few weeks' time.
I did and so here, we are, just like old times...
David looked good, fit but I could tell his break up had hit him hard.
Of course, he ribbed me about my slight paunch and wondered aloud if I was still a chick magnet.
My wife and I had not been out in months so she was doing what females do, shopping and hair salons.
Late afternoon, we were having our first drink when my wife Brianna (everyone calls her Bree) got home.
She looked amazing; "Wow, you have gotten even more beautiful," David compliments her.
They kissed like friends and she hugged him commiserating about his wife but promising him a great night.
Dave's phone had been buzzing and he attended to it.
I walked in to the bedroom; my wife was standing there in just lace panties and heels.
She is perfection from head to toe including full firm breasts.
These were expensive, but worth every cent.
"Stop it," she said brushing my hands away.
"Come on babe, it will be quick," I pleaded.
"No thank you, do you have any other mode besides Quick and selfish?"
"Ouch!" I reply and feign hurt.
"Tonight my love, you are going to do it right," she says and shows me the sheer babydoll she bought.
I begged, "Can I have a little taste?"
"Fine but I have been running around all day."
As she sat at the edge of the bed and peeled her panties, off.
She asks me, "What has brought this on?"
I shrug, "Oh, is it another male giving me attention?" she teases.
A couple of minutes, and then she closes the shop.
"Thanks for warming me up, I am off for a nice bath," and she rummages in the drawer.
"Now go be a good host and put some music on," she says waving a large dildo in front of me.
Ten or so minutes later David needed to pee and he went to the small bathroom.
I went to the other, opening the door and announcing myself.
"Why are you not using the other toilet?" Bree asked.
"Dave's using it," I said disappointed that bubbles covered my wife.
"You could have held it... You are a pervert," she chuckled.
I shook, flushed and acted innocent, "what do you mean?"
"You want to know if..."
"I do not know what you are talking about," I bluff.
"Say it, Yes or No?"
"Okay, fuck it, YES!" I said beaten.
She arched and slowly lifted her body,
I groaned when her body comes to view, I could see that the dildo was balls deep.
"No more Flash Gordon, two minute selfish sex or I will be investing in more of these."
"Off you go now," she says.
David and I were ready and in the kitchen, he saw the coffee espresso machine.
Finally, she appeared and had our eyes bulging and jaws dropping.
My wife had a semi sheer bodysuit on, a short skirt and small-heeled boots.
"You like?" She asked and then twirled.
"Damn!" David exclaimed while I was thinking the same.
The bodysuit had a G-string; two perfect firm buttocks had smiled at us when she twirled.
"You are beautiful," I told her and then said to David, "Can you believe this hot bitch is soon to turn thirty?"
She groaned, while he idolized and I laughed.
"Do you have your dancing shoes on?" she asked me.
"Darling you know I am not much of a dancer,"
"Well it will be others dancing with and giving me attention then."
She gave my crotch a quick squeeze and whispered, "That will turn you on."
True to her word, she danced and with David, she had a very willing partner.
This worked well in lifting his spirits but also put odd thoughts in my head.
Bree and I have been together ten years and married almost eight.
We have a very good relationship because we communicate well.
It was sexually where we struggled a little, her libido getting stronger and mine weaker.
I am a lucky man; my wife is adventurous and instigates things where I would struggle.
I can thank her for having made our sex-life better than it would have been if left to me.
We had some bedroom talk, from tame to dirty like other couples do.
Yet my hot wife takes it further, surprising me dressed as --
Cheerleader
Nurse
Hooker
Wonder Woman
Just to name a few.
One night when we were fooling around, I asked her if she ever thought about sex with another man.
Most women would say no, Bree said yes but no one in particular.
She asked me why I wanted to know and I explained that I appreciated what she had done.
I wanted to do something in return, her response being she would be happy if I made more effort.
It took time but eventually she understood, I love her completely but libido was an issue.
I began the conversation about a threesome with another male.
It went from "I really couldn't," to a maybe.
It took two years for her to say yes.
Then we spent a year of false starts and time wasters until we gave up.
Now every time David or I were not with Bree, men came at her and this reminded me of the threesome idea.
Dave had run into a couple he had not seen since he left and chatted to them.
I took the opportunity to get a couple of drinks and take Bree to a more secluded booth.
I had to curb her enthusiasm to dance by telling her I wanted to get romantic.
We were kissing passionately like teenagers and after a short while she murmured, "mmm you saw boys giving me attention."
My reply being how hot she is and then I sneakily moved my hand between her thighs.
"God I can feel the heat," I stated.
I popped the snaps, 'seems like someone really loves the attention," her wetness saturating my fingers.
"Turns you on?" I questioned her and slid a finger in.
"No, you do," she whispered.
"Liar," I said.
My wife moaned and then I felt her hand grab my erection.
"And what's your story?" She asked in a sexy tone.
"You, my hot as fuck wife!"
We spent the next five minutes kissing and whispering things of a sexual nature.
Then David appeared, I said we were thinking of going home shortly.
He wanted to dance and I was very amused.
Bree was going to have to go out on the dance floor with her genitalia in the breeze so to speak.
Watching her and David dancing so naturally together had an odd feeling come over me again.
Finally, we were home, as I made some drinks, Bree said she was going to change her clothes.
"The new babydoll," I asked in front of David.
She blushed, "Jason, stop it that is private."
"Oh come on honey, model it for us."
David shyly joined in and my wife made a derogatory comment about men.
We waited in the lounge and Bree appeared reluctantly.
My wife had a gown over the babydoll.
"Get it off," I chanted and my friend joined in.
"Fine," she said and let the gown drop and stood with a hand on her hip.
I gulped and then there was silence.
The pale blue babydoll was sheer, a naked vision of beauty.
Those expensive breasts had nipples when erect like bullets.
My eyes travelled down, her flat stomach and shapely hips.
Her trip to the beauty shop resulted in what my eyes now feasted.
A half-inch pubic landing strip and the rest freshly waxed.
Her labia appeared darker as if aroused.
"I am going to bed," she said breaking me out of my trance.
"See you shortly," I said and then sat there, thinking.
Those feelings whirling around, her beauty and I wanted something for her.
I was in my own world, imagining my wife laying there completely sated.
I felt David move and I got a head rush.
With my stomach tumbling and my mouth dry, I was about to leap.
"Looks like she forgot to leave out some bedding for you," I said to my friend.
Then I whispered, "Do you want to share our bed?"
He nodded, and then stuttered, "Um are you um saying..."
I answered it the best way I could by asking a question, "Have you ever had a threesome?"
He shook his head, then silence and I am feeling uncomfortable.
"What you said before, um are you sure?" David asked trying to conceal his eagerness.
"Yeah but look, do not get too excited as I have got to sell her on it," I said acting cool.
