MY STORY 3 (Unsuccessfully Joining in)
It seemed so long since that first time. Janet had not been pregnant with Johnâs child but I did bring up the subject with her, a couple of months later. I had planned not to say anything for fear of causing a problem but once again, we had been out for a drink and when we got back I was feeling horny and started talking about how one particular guy in the pub had been eyeing her up all night. I started to tell her that it turned me on to think what he wanted to do to her and I could tell that Janet was turned on with the way this conversation was going. I asked her to fantasise that this guy had followed her to the ladyâs room and entered it behind her. All the time I was talking to her, my hands were moving up and down the inside of her thighs. She had her eyes closed, this was turning her on. I asked her if she liked the idea of him holding her against her will and pinning her up against the wall as his hands started to explore her underneath her dress. By this time I had my middle finger firmly lodged in her pussy and she was soaking wet with my talk, then I just came out with it.
I said âcan you feel his hands on your pussy just like what John did to you on this settee a few weeks agoâ She went stiff and her eyes shot wide open. âWhat are you talking about?â she said as she pulled away from me. I told her what I had seen and heard that night but she initially denied that anything had happened until she realised that I wasnât angry but actually turned on by it. She began to relax a little and finally burst into tears saying that she was so sorry, she had had too much to drink and it would never happen again, even if I had enjoyed it. I told her it was ok and whatever she wanted was fine by me. I was aware that this time the seed (so to speak) of my plans were now most definitely planted.
I had hoped that we might meet David and John again but that was not to be till some time later. Over the next few weeks I had spent a lot of time sizing up my friends as potential lovers for Janet. She had said ânever againâ but I had different ideas. Most of my mates were definitely not suitable for the job at hand but I always came back to thinking about another mutual friend, Doug, who I remember at our wedding reception seven years ago, telling me that I was a lucky bastard and that he had always fancied Janet. The wink in his eye at that time had always made me wonder whether Doug had had a brief fling with Janet just before we tied the knot.
Janet knew that I still saw Doug now and again but after we were married, she never enquired after him. Doug was quite well built, about the same height as me (6â1â) but much better endowed. I had always wished my cock was more like Dougâs, thicker and much longer. Heâd gotten married himself a couple of years back to some girl he met whilst working down south, but it was a small affair with only their immediate family in attendance. I met Doug on the odd Tuesday night when occasionally, after a late shift at work, I would go down to the local pub near my work, which was also Dougâs regular. We often talked about old friends and always about his marriage which he appeared to be having some regrets about. Most of the talk was about his loss of freedom, as he called it. I think he just missed screwing around which used to be his favourite past time with the ladies.
I actually thought I had the answer for both of us. Doug would fuck my wife whilst I watched, which in turn would help him settle down a bit more in his own marriage, having sown his oats. On this particular night, I told him a little about what had happened to Janet with David and John and that she might be persuaded to let Doug sample her pleasures if we played our cards right. Doug was enthusiastic to say the least and with both of us fuelled by drink we decided to make a plan. It turned out that Doug had screwed Janet a couple of months before we married. He had accidentally met her in a bar in town when she had been on a night out with her girlfriends. They were both fairly drunk at the time and he managed to persuade her to go outside to the car park for some fresh air and ended up fucking her in the back of his car. I felt a twinge of jealousy at his confession but at the same time I realised that this might make it easier for my plan to work. Doug reassured me that it had happened only the once and that he was quite surprised at the David and John incident but he felt that Janet when she has had a few drinks, she would get pretty randy and let her inhibitions go.
Doug and I decided that the best plan for this to happen, was for Janet and me to go out on the town next Saturday. We would end up in Berties which is a well known, late night, disco bar and I would encourage Janet to have a few to many. Doug would arrive with his car later on, at around 12.30am and I would invite him back to the flat with us for a drink. Doug would offer to drive us as he would not have been drinking. Once back at the flat we would take it from there. I stressed once again, that I wanted to watch him fuck Janet and maybe join in, he said âno problemâ.