Our 3some

THE STORY SO FAR

My name is George Smith. Paul agreed to join my wife Tricia and myself to make a 3some. This was after Paul's wife had divorced him for his adultery and after he hadn't found any woman to replace his ex-wife.

Paul found his way into Tricia's heart. We are now her co-husbands. I am fully content having equal marital billing with Paul.

COMING OUT - MY EXPERIENCE.

It wasn't easy for me when I "came out" about being in a 3 person marriage. My friends thought I had gone mad. They couldn't understand that my wife loved Paul and me equally or that Paul and I are friends.

I lost one of my friends He had been my buddy from our schooldays. That was the hardest part of "coming out" for me

RESPONSE TO TRICIA AND PAUL

Tricia had lots of "she's a lucky lady" and "I wish I could have 2 men" type comments. So her "coming out" wasn't as difficult as mine.

Paul's friends were just glad that he had "moved on" after the divorce. He was now in a settled, if somewhat unusual, relationship.

PAUL'S PROMOTION

Paul was promoted to become the South Regional Manager. He was responsible for everything south of the Severn River (excluding London). It meant a lot of travelling and 2 (or more) nights staying away.

SETTING UP HOME TOGETHER.

After Paul's promotion we sold our respective houses and bought a 4 bed converted barn. It had an ensuite bedroom which was large enough to accommodate a bed specially made for 3.

It had a room for the robust massage table, which Paul had bought for us. Tricia and Paul mainly use it. When they do I still have to make myself scarce.

CONVEYANCING

The conveyancing solicitor had to think his way round 3 "married" people buying a house together. This was his first time for buying a house for troilists.

Paul provided 60% of the equity but insisted that each of us to own a third share. In that way, should things go sour, 2 people could easily "buy out" the other.

PAUL'S WILL

Paul made out a will. Tricia would receive half of his estate and I would get the other half.

Should Tricia and I predecease Paul and we have no children, then the charity Relate would get all of his estate. This is usual for people with no people close living relative.

WHY PAUL CHOSE RELATE

Paul explained "I chose Relate since it helped people to have good marriages. I feel bad nearly breaking up another guy's marriage by having an affair with Helen."

SECRETLY MEETING HELEN

I didn't know that Tricia and Paul had been in constant touch with Helen. It was to help Paul to put right (aka expiate) his wrongdoing. I didn't know how far Tricia would go to please Paul. I was an innocent abroad.

THE 3 PERSON BED

There is no greater pleasure than sleeping beside your wife with her co-husband on her other side. That is an indisputable fact.

Paul contacted a specialist bed maker to create a bed just for us. I was surprised that they had many troilist customers.

The manager asked us about our sleeping arrangements. This was so he could get the best mattress, sheets, pillows and duvet for our needs. I hadn't realised that there are specialist mattresses and pillows for side sleepers, like Tricia.

On the day we exchanged contracts the bed maker came to see what would become our home. He chose the best site since "you won't easily move this beauty. We will have to build it in situ."

Paul paid £5,000 for the bed.

The removers and the bed manufacturer met on "moving in day."

The bed was ready by 6 o'clock. Paul gave the 2 people who assembled it £100 as a "thank you."

TRICIA TAKES CHARGE

It was now 6 p.m and at last we were alone.

Tricia said "Strip down to your boxers."

We did as she instructed. She then led Paul and I to the sofa. We sat there while Tricia stood before us. She wore no bra. Her nipples were poking her tight tee shirt.

She said, "I want to show you how I feel."

Paul's erection was evident. His prick poked through the opening of his boxers. My erection was probably noticeable as well.

Tricia wore a skirt. She reached underneath it and pulled her knickers off, giving us both a brief glimpse of her pubic bush. Paul and I both love seeing her hair-covered mound of Venus. She knew this. She was just teasing us. It worked. I had some precum around my penis tip.

She licked her lips suggestively and said "I don't want to chose which one of you fucks me first. I want you both equally. Let fate decide."

FLIP A COIN

She went to get a £1 coin. As she went she pulled up her skirt to give us both a view of her firm bum. She returned, Paul called heads and won. I was disappointed since I wanted to christen his bachelor pad.

She knelt at his feet and kissed his neck. Tricia continued kissing down his chest and towards his erect cock.

She helped him remove his boxers. She kissed the tip of his cock. She used her tongue to make him moan with pleasure.

She took his cock fully into her mouth. Then she stopped sucking his prick. Paul's cock was dripping wet and raging.

Tricia asked Paul "Do you want to come inside my mouth or into my cunt?"

Paul said "Inside your mouth. Then Paul can fuck your cunt in my bed."

Tricia said to me "That is typical of Paul, taking everyone into consideration. That's one reason why I love him."

Tricia then sucked his dick and gave his pulsing dick an orgasm. He filled her mouth with his cum. She swallowed his semen.

Paul said "That was the best blowjob, I've ever had."

AT WHATEVER COST

Then he held her close and proudly said "I love you Tricia. And not just because of the great sex. You help me to be fully me at whatever cost"

I didn't recognise the significance of those last 2 sentences, and specifically those last 3 words.

PAUL'S NEW JOB

Tricia and I missed Paul when he was away. Our 3 person bed felt empty. It wasn't quite as romantic having sex with my wife when Paul wasn't there.

As expected, Paul changed. He was tired and often spent ages thinking about workplace problems. On the surface, he appeared to be adjusted to his domestic and work pressures.

I came to realise that "appearances can be deceptive."

DOWNSIZING

The real bummer for Paul was when his HQ told him that his region was losing money. His region needed to be downsized. That would inevitably mean that people would need to be made redundant. Paul spent a week at the London HQ to decide how to reduce the cost base.

Paul came back after the week away and said "I've got to lose 30% of my staff. The official Stock Exchange announcement will be made first thing tomorrow.

I will have to travel around my 5 regional offices and administer the cut backs."

Paul never really recovered from having to make 45 people redundant. It affected his libido adversely, but strengthened his need for Tricia. They talked and cuddled more but they fucked less often.

THE DOOM PAINTING

The straw that broke the camel's back for Paul was a Doom painting. It was painted in a church above the arch to the altar of our local church

We only went because the Parish had a "Social Evening" with an Art Historian giving half-hour talk and then drinks in a Riverside garden.

Neither Tricia, Paul or I knew about a Doom Painting. Assuming you don't either, a Doom Painting shows the Judgement Day where the good go up to heaven and the bad go down to hell.

The painting had been made to help the faith of people who couldn't read. The Doom Painting helped the illiterates understand the central 13 century theological point.

To Tricia and me, the Doom painting was interesting but no more.

EXPIATION

For Paul it linked with the cutbacks he had made. The Doom Painting was there to make him aware of his own evil, his own sin. It wasn't a theological message.

For Paul, like his hero Nietzsche, the Doom Painting asked people to expiate their evil acts. For Paul that meant expiating his adultery.

But I wasn't privy to that insight, but Tricia was.

Paul had a nervous breakdown. He kept on having nightmares about fucking his friend's wife. He saw Henry standing in our house, when he wasn't there.

Tricia called the doctor who signed Paul off work for a month and wrote out a prescription for anti-depressants.

TRICIA REVEALS THE TRUTH

When we were alone, Tricia asked me "Do you want to help Paul at whatever cost?"

There was those infamous 3 words again.

I said "You know I do."

Tricia smiled and said "Paul has been in a dark place for some time. He had become obsessed with making things right with Henry.

I wish Paul had never got that promotion nor gone to that Parish social. Together they unhinged him. He wanted Henry to physically abuse him in a dungeon. I won't go into the bizarre things he wanted Henry to do to him. He actually wanted Henry to piss on his naked, manacled body.

I was Paul's only confidant. He wanted to tough things out, but obviously that has backfired.

Paul and I have often seen Helen to try to find a better form of expiation.

Paul wants me to seduce Henry. Helen wants me to seduce her husband. If it helps Paul I am willing to seduce him, providing that you agree."

I was gobsmacked. But it got worse.

Tricia said "But if I seduce Henry it won't be a fuck and forget affair. It might be that I shack up with him and end our 3some."

A HISTORY LESSON

I said "I need a strong drink. My initial reaction is overwhelming negative."

Tricia said "Both of those things are understandable. I'll get you a can of lager and we can discuss my proposal."

Tricia got me a can from the fridge.

She said "Do you want the good news or the bad news?"

I replied "The bad news."

Tricia said "Henry has a monster dick. When erect it is 10 inches and he is a very accomplished lover. If he beds me

The good news is that I may or may not succeed in seducing him. Helen thinks that it is more likely now than 9 months ago."

I asked "What happened 9 months ago that changed things?"

SWINGER ADS

Tricia explained "Since Helen's affair she and Henry have a shared email account.

Nine months ago, they started receiving spam emails advertising secret swinger clubs.

They say things like "you can meet a horny, sexy divorced lady and have an unforgettable, secret experience with her."

Each spam email has a photo of a naked lady, usually showing between her legs and her tits.

These were automatically directed to the junk mail.

However Henry liked seeing the naked women. Helen and Henry saved the emails to a new folder which they called "Sexy Women."

One spam email contained a photo of an orgy. It showed a woman with a man's cock inside her cunt. She was doing a reverse cowgirl. That became Henry's favourite. He preferred this photo because the woman had a shaven pussy.

Up to then, according to Helen, her husband had little interest in porn. But suddenly he wanted Helen to shave off her pubic hair and try a reverse cowgirl.

Helen felt that her husband wasn't fucking her, but the woman in the spam email."

I asked 'So Helen thinks that means that Henry wants to fuck someone other than her?"

Tricia replied "That's why she, Paul, Helen and I decided to test the waters We spent a lot of time composing a spam email specifically targeting Henry."

THE SEXY SPAM "SPAM EMAIL"

Tricia showed me their email. It read

"Other sites say they will give you the girl of your dreams. I am not her. But I have many satisfied lovers.

If your cock is bigger than 8 inches then I am willing to travel anywhere in the Hampshire, Wiltshire and Dorset area for a one night stand or secret relationship.

Meet first for coffee, and see where it leads."

I attached a photo of me in a revealing bikini.

HENRY TAKES THE BAIT

Tricia said to me "Helen knew that Henry had taken the bait. He didn't delete the email or save it to the "Sexy Woman" file.

Henry did respond to my email. We agreed to meet for coffee. But then Paul had his nervous breakdown. My agreement to meet Henry may have increased Paul's mental instability.

But I genuinely feel that Henry bedding me will give Paul closure."

I asked "Am I right in thinking that Henry might just settle for a chat over a cup of coffee?"

Tricia gave me a "that's unlikely" smile.

She said "He might want to take me to a hotel. That means that I must be ready for that. That means I must lose my pubic bush. It seems to be what turns him on. That and taking women who do reverse cowgirl."

TRICIA MAY LEAVE ME

Tricia added "And Henry may decide that he wants me, rather than Helen. If so, I will leave you and Paul.

I said "Its ironic that Paul gets closure from losing the woman he loves. Yet losing you will leave me broken-hearted.

You are putting Paul's needs above mine. You have been meeting behind my back. Now you are demanding that you shave off your pubes and be fucked by a man with a 10 inch dong."

Tricia said "I accept that Paul and I have not been open with you. But it was an evolving situation. Paul was getting more neurotic. He even briefly suspected that you hated him."

I said "You know how much I love you having a full pubic hair covering. It is an almost essential part of why I love you."

Tricia said "I know how much you love playing with my pubic bush. What if we leave it until after my first date with Henry?"

I said "I agree only to you having a first date with Henry. Paul has been good to us, and it would be churlish not to at least try to help him in his hour of need."

I asked "Will Paul accept an honest but failed attempt at seduction as being a full recompense?"

Tricia said "I think so, particularly if the meds help him."

I said "Okay then. But I want a full and truthful report on your date with Henry."

Tricia agreed.