My sister had been living with us (my wife and I and our two children) until she found her own house out here in Arizona. While we love her, and enjoy spending time with her, after six months the novelty had begun to wear off. Finally, she found what she felt was THE perfect house. After a stressful week going back and forth with proposals and counter-proposals, she reached an agreement with the seller. She wasn't going to move out right away, since the seller wasn't moving for two weeks, and then there was the inevitable work which would need to be done, but everyone was planning on her moving at some point in the next four to six weeks.
In anticipation of that move (on our part) and celebration of finding the perfect house, we decided to throw a party on the next Saturday night. We invited about 25 people, but you know how that is, about 40-45 people ended up coming (and not all the original 25 showed up, either!). Quite a few were from my sister's work, others that all three of us knew, and still a few others who just my wife, Bridget, and my Sister, Sue, knew from the times the two of them had gone out dancing. While we had done our best to invite an equal number of men and woman to the party, it ended up that there were probably about eight or so more guys than girls.
During the party my wife was getting quite a bit of attention. She is in her late-30's, but looks like she's about 27: 5'8" tall and 121 pounds, she keeps herself in great shape. Her breasts are not overly large, but neither are they small, about a C cup, and are crowned with these large dark areolas, and exquisite nipples. Her legs are truly a natural wonder, long and shapely, and end in perhaps the most perfect ass on the planet. The rest of her figure is shapely, and very tight. Her beautiful face boasts a pair of lips which were God's gift to sensuality, and her large brown eyes seem to look right into your soul. Her long blonde hair was done perfectly that night, as she was wearing a short tight floral mini-dress which showed off all her assets to perfection.
One of my wife's fantasies (and she has many) is to make love to two men at the same time. What a shock, right? Isn't that most women's fantasy? Anyway, I was receptive to the idea, but every time even the hint of the opportunity arose, she'd back away from actually going through with it. I think she was afraid of how I'd react if it really happened.
Through the course of the evening, I could see she was blatantly flirting with one of the guys who I really didn't know. His name was Phil. She had met him at one of the clubs where she and my sister went dancing, and I could tell that she found him attractive. I also wondered, of course, if anything other than dancing had gone on between them, since they seemed really friendly. But when I asked her, she just smiled and kissed me.
Bridget had a few drinks, enough to loosen her up, but not so much that she was really drunk, and she was in a very amorous mood by the time midnight came around. She started getting more and more touchy with the guys she was dancing with, as well as with me, and I could tell she was aroused by the way her nipples stood out in her tight dress.
My wife is rarely the aggressor in our love making, but that night she came up behind me when I was standing at the bar. She put her arms around me and ran her hands up and down my body, making sure to pay special attention to my crotch, and nibbled at my neck. Then she whispered in my ear, "I need you inside me. Now."
When a man gets an invitation like that, you don't pass it up. Furiously, I tried to think of where the most erotic place would be for us to have sex. Unfortunately, our guests were spread out all over the house and backyard. Lamely, I could only think of one place where I didn't think we would run into any revelers. I turned around and told her to meet me in the bedroom in 5 minutes. I'd just grab us a few beers.
She went to the bedroom, and I grabbed a cold six pack from the fridge. As I was getting the beer, Phil walked in to grab one himself. Inspiration hit. We had a moment or two of small talk before I asked him if he found Bridget attractive. He told me he found her beautiful. I told him about her fantasy, and asked if he might not like helping her to achieve it. I thought he was going to come right then and there. I told him that I was going to our bedroom, down at the end of the hall, and that I'd leave the door cracked. He could come and watch the preliminaries, and then when I signaled for him to enter, he was to come in quietly, making no sound. He readily agreed.
