It was a warm summer night. Where we live the sun doesn't set until late in the summer. The last few hours of light had began to throw their golden glow through our apartment window as I washed up the dishes from our dinner.
Later, our friend would be coming in from another city. He was driving up by himself and he'd be staying with us for a few days. He was a great friend of mine. We had been through a lot together and we could always depend on each other for anything. When his marriage was ending, I let my wife fool around with him a bit. I didn't let them go far, just some oral and petting. Tonight I wasn't sure what would happen.
My wife was positively aglow with excitement. I could see it in her face and the way she flitted around the house, cleaning up and making things look comfortable. I knew what she was thinking about was what she would wear.
I smiled at this and followed her into the bedroom.
"Hey hun," I said.
"Hey! What should I wear?"
I watched her rummage through a duffle bag full of lingerie.
"Well, my favourite is the schoolgirl skirt, as for the top, maybe just a regular work blouse would be fine."
She looked at the handful of vinyl and lace in her hands.
"You're probably right" she replied. Guys, we love that schoolgirl thing.
I went back into the kitchen and finished up the dishes. I put a few more beers in the fridge. I was just going to holler for her to make sure she hikes it up nice and high when there was a knock at the door.
"I got it!" She says. I see her fly by the kitchen. She looks immaculate. My wife has beautiful legs. They're toned and long and they lead up into a plush and shapely ass. She's got perfect rounded breasts and hair that falls down around her shoulders. The red schoolgirl skirt is much shorter than I remember. The blouse is undone low and I saw a flash of a lacy black bra underneath. I poke my head around the corner just as she's opening the door.
"Hey guys" he says, then "woa!" As he catches sight of my wife. She goes up on tippy toes to hug him deeply and I can see her cheeks peeking out from under the skirt. I can tell my friend is surprised, but not for long, he returns the embrace and plants a big kiss on her neck as he does so. "Damn you're looking good!" I know this is exactly what she needed to hear.
I chuckle and say, "cmon in man, I've got beer. How was your trip?"
"Not bad! Happy to be here though!" She took him by the hand and lead him into the living room. I know she's embarrassed to be dressed up like she is. Ever since we got married she stopped dressing up for sex. Yet, I know how important it is for a woman to feel attractive to other men. It did wonders for her confidence the way he looked at her as she answered the door.
I headed back into the kitchen and got some beers out of the fridge. I heard them talking but the talking soon died out. As I walked back out into the living room, I thought I heard the smacking of lips.
Sure enough, she's on the couch with our friend, practically kneeling on top of him, and as I come in she sits back beside him abruptly, like she had been caught in the act.
"Haha, wow, you don't waste any time do you?" I said.
She blushed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just-"
"Don't worry about it!" I said, "just relax. You want something to drink?"
She shakes her head.
"I'll have a beer, though, if that's cool" he says.
I hand one over to him. His other arm is around my wife's shoulders. Her skirt is hiked up so high that I can see her panties, even with her legs crossed as they are. I recognized them as the panties she wore on our wedding night. This should be interesting.
"Is this happening then?" he asks.
"Knock yourself out."
He gives himself permission to put his hand on my wife's leg. I think I see her quiver slightly. Her chest is getting red. He starts to kiss her. He's a tall guy so his legs angle up slightly as he's sitting on the couch. He has a slender build and he's prematurely greying. He has a muscular physique and you can see his pecs clearly under his white tshirt.
I see my wife's hand stray to his leg. He's wearing jeans. I see her tentatively slide her hand up his leg. He stops
"Oh yeah, are there any groundrules as of yet?"
I wonder about it. I've been thinking about it for a while. "Not as of yet. I'll tell you if I get uncomfortable."
The way my wife looks over at me as he and I are talking is indescribable. It's lust and appreciation at the same time, also I'm guessing nervousness about whether she'll be able to do everything she wants.
"Awesome" he says "jesus, your wife is so fucking hot...I'll make her feel good and I'll be respectful"
As he says this her hand reaches the bulge in his pants. The man has a really big penis. Last time I saw it I was astonished. I thought, I don't want that going in my wife! She could barely suck it when it got erect. "ahhhh"
She takes off her blouse and her breasts are right in his face. He grabs one cautiously and kisses it. Another hand goes to her legs...which she promptly uncrosses.
All this time I'm plunked down in an armchair across from them, drinking my beer. I'm starting to get hard at this show. He struggles a bit to unfasten her bra but when it comes off and he can see the full roundness of her breasts he says "I fucking dreamed about these."
She gets up on her knees and leans over him so she can start undoing his belt. I can see her sexy bottom and her panties just covering her pussy. They're wet.
He reaches over to grab a cheek as she works at his buckle. She gets it undone and then she unbuttons his jeans. He lifts his bum to help her slide them off. She slips to the floor and pulls them down. She's kneeling between his legs as his monster cock pops up, happy to be freed from his pants.
She grins as she reaches out for it. She holds it in one hand, then in two and she gives a quick glance over her shoulder at me before she pushes his legs apart and dives in to put her tongue on his balls.
"Ah god that feels good" he says. Its incredibly hot to see my wife on the ground in front of him, worshipping his dick as he relaxes on the couch. She licks up and down the shaft before slipping the knob into her mouth. She has to stop to put her hair in an elastic.
I get up and slip my own pants off, sitting back down into my chair to have some more beer. I start to play with my own hard cock as I watch.
She returns to it with a gusto. I've never seen her suck dick like this. She's alternating fast and slow, she's twisting with both hands as she takes more and more of it into her throat.
"Christ..." and then he laughs, "dude your wife is sucking my dick"
"How does it feel?" I ask.
"Fucking amazing, ah god"
"Having fun, babe?" I ask.
"Mmmhmm" she mumbles with her mouth full of his rigid dick.
I watch this for a while, her head twisting and bobbing up and down. Since her ass is facing me I can see how soaked she is. I really want to go over and sink my dick into her, but I know that this is her time and I don't want to interrupt.
"Let me eat you for a while." He says, and she stands up, flopping down onto the couch beside him. She spreads her legs for him as he stands up and then kneels down on the ground between her legs.
"Be my guest" she giggles.
He pushes her legs back together and pulls her soaked panties off of her. Then he spreads them again and I watch him kiss her legs. Further and further down he goes until his tounge begins to circle around her pussy. I see her try to push his head down but he's resisting.
"You wait" He says. She's going crazy as he dances around, teasing her. Finally he caves and sinks his agile tongue into her slit. She moans loudly.
It doesn't take long before she is squirming.
