Weird, strange, quirky, sexually perverse call it what you will but after fifteen years of a really wonderful marriage I had this idea I wanted to see my wife fuck another guy. Somehow I got the idea that it would be sexually exciting and wildly stimulating.
Not that we have a bad sex life. It is not that at all. It is just some strange thing that popped into my head one day and has stuck ever since. Sally was not a virgin when we married but neither was I. So just having sex for the fun of having sex was I thought somehow harmless fun. I was sure there was nothing anyone could do to Sally that I have not already done with the exception of hurting her. I am not into pain and that wired stuff. Even though the thought of spanking her has crossed my mind from time to time. Not in a kinky way but she has pissed me off once to twice in our fifteen years. But here again that is a two way street for I know I have pissed her off too.
This is what I was thinking about late one Friday afternoon when I got a call from an old buddy I had not seen in many years. We had served in the Marine Corps together and we had a few wild times as I remember it. After I agreed to meet him in a local watering hole after work it came to me that Ben would be just the guy to screw Sally.
Ben had not changed at all. At forty two my hair has a touch of gray at that the temples but Ben's hair was dark as night. Not a sign of gray. Ben was nearly as big a man as my self. I am six four and near two fifty. But I could see at once while I was going to seed Ben had kept in shape. He looked hard and ready for anything that might step out in front of him. It occurred to me that I would not want to get this man mad at me.
I called Sally from work and ask her to meet us at the hotel where Ben was staying. The hotel has a fine restaurant and lounge. But before Ben and I arrived we had had a few drinks and talked over old times. Ben had business in this part of town and that is why we met first here at Lou's bar and grill. It was all smiles and finger pointing as we reminisced about old times and the crazy things we did in service.
We entered the hotel bar and found Sally seated at the bar. She was gorgeous as always. Sally is tall five ten sleek like a racing boat. She is built for speed and is very easy on the eyes. I saw the stutter step Ben took as I pointed out Sally at the bar. Her dark long hair was below her broad shoulders. Her well tanned body was accented by the red sheath dress she was wearing. Her breasts are ample, set wide apart their fullness was visible above the neck line of the red dress. Sally was simple stunning. I wondered why all the extra display of her loving charms as I had not told her to do anything special. But I was happy she had.
I felt my own cock jerk to attention as we walked toward her. My guess was that Ben's did too. Sally was half turned as we approached and the thin material of the dress pulled across the breasts and it was thrilling to see the out line of her breasts. Her smile was broad and bright as she held out her hand to Ben. I noticed how Ben held her hand all through the introductions. In fact he held her hand as we moved to the dinning room. I followed a step behind. God, her ass looked so fine in that dress. The cheeks moved like independent half worlds making the dress bounce perfectly. Sally had her back to me as Ben pulled out a chair for her and I thought my cock was going to explode. As she seated I could see her breasts wiggle unimpeded under the thin dress. No bra and that is when I noticed there was no panty line either. Sally was to my right with Ben close on the other side.
As we three made small talk I noticed that Ben's eyes often traveled to her white creamy breasts. I thought this is working out better than I could have planed.
