My wife and I had led a great life. We raised three kids, got them off to college and watched them start good careers. Our sex life had taken a hit with all the time we spent with the kids. Not that I regretted it one bit, but I was more than excited to see us return to the days of our young marriage, when we chased each other around the house naked. I would do anything to bring back the excitement in our sex life, but I wasn't sure how to get that done.
All this changed when our friend Rick came over for dinner one weekend. I had the fantasy of watching her have sex with another man for years, but Sandy wasn't receptive at all to the idea. Then Rick showed up. He and Sandy had amazing sex while I watched in the shadows that weekend. Sandy seemed to open up and I was very excited to see where this might go for us. Was she really ready to embrace her sexuality or was that a one time event? I hoped it was a new beginning for us.
The phone rang just as I stepped out of my evening shower. Sandy had gone for a girls' night out and since there wasn't much on the TV I had planned to hit the sack early. I wrapped a towel around my waist and made it to the phone on the third ring. Sandy asked if I felt like meeting her and the girls at a local club. She said several other husbands were coming so I agreed. By 10:45 I was pulling up a chair to the table with everyone else. Three other husbands made it and soon we were all having the times of our lives dancing and throwing down drinks like water.
Our party of 10 began to shrink at 12:30. One couple and one of the single girls left first. By 1 am the group had dropped to five. We didn't mind; the dance floor was ours as the crowd continued to thin. "Last Call!" the bartender bellowed and the crowd moaned its displeasure. In the parking lot the other couple said their good-byes. Sandy's best friend Tracy didn't want to go home and had asked Sandy if she knew of any late nightclubs that were still open.
"Tracy, I am a married woman with children, I hardly make it out at all anymore!" Sandy laughed. Sandy stands 5'6" and is maybe 125 pounds. She has the consummate hourglass figure, 34-24-34, with lovely wavy blonde hair. This evening Sandy wore her favorite pair of pants and a long sleeve cotton top. Her ample breasts shook as she laughed. They remained as firm at 51 as they were at 25.
Tracy has great curves, brown eyes, curvy blonde hair that falls just below her shoulders. And then there are her tits. Magnificent to say the least. She wore a tea length white dress that fit like a glove and showed off her cleavage nicely. She looked like a Frederick's of Hollywood model. Damn, she made my mouth water and my groin stir! Tracy was quite playful that night, teasing me by bending over to let her cleavage open up for me to see. Clearly she saw me looking and seemed to enjoy it!
I left the girls talking to go and get Sandy's SUV. When I pulled around both girls slid into the back seats. They giggled like school girls, the ladies had a lot to drink! Sandy asked if I would mind Tracy coming over to watch a movie and have a few more drinks and since they were both tipsy would I mind if they left their cars. I agreed knowing full well that I would have to bring them tomorrow to retrieve our other car and Tracy's. Given the amount they had drank already, I was sure it would be late morning before I needed to deal with them.
Once at the house we all went down the stairs to the basement and poured some more wine. I listened to them as they set to male bashing. I had had enough, so I wished Tracy a good night with a hug that lasted quite long, kissed Sandy goodnight and went to bed. I could hear the movie sounds drift up the stairs until I dosed off. I am not sure what woke me, but when I looked at the clock I had only been asleep for about 45 minutes. Sandy was not in bed and I could no longer hear the hear the movie. My curiosity ran wild. Unsure of what was happening I decided to go check.
I could hear dance music playing on the radio before I made it to the top of the stairs and then heard a nervous giggle waft through the open door to the basement. I had assumed they were making more drinks, but this giggle didn't fit. I quietly walked down the stairs to the basement and stuck my head around the corner. Tracy and Sandy were dancing. Each woman was in bare feet. It wasn't the girl dances you see at the clubs when the men won't dance. It was a slow, close, grinding type of dance. Tracy seemed to be leading and encouraging Sandy. I pulled my head back and decided to see what the hell else was happening. I went to the other end of the basement and hid behind the bar. From this particular vantage point I knew from experience that the girls wouldn't be able to see me. Somehow I doubted that they were concerned with my welfare at the moment. 😊
Sandy giggled again after Tracy reached up and kissed her on the lips. You taste yummy Tracy said. "C'mon Sandy, I dare you. Tom is asleep. It's just you and me. Give me a real kiss." Sandy was quite nervous but she parted her lips and kissed Tracy. Tracy's quick contact with her tongue caused Sandy to flinch in shock for a moment before the kiss became a mutually consenting and by the looks of it, mutually satisfying French kiss. My cock began to stir at the site and thought of my wife being seduced or tricked into her first lesbian encounter. Blessing my luck at having two beautiful women standing before me I watched intently. I never thought or asked if Sandy would go for something like this. I had just assumed that due to her conservative nature, she wouldn't be into it. But I was seriously turned on by what was happening. More nervous giggling and close dancing followed the kiss.