Hello Again. Since our trip to Mexico, things have been moving along nicely for Sarah and I. Work is good, we're thinking of moving house and... okay, I'll cut out the crap and cut to the chase.
Ever since our trip to Mexico (read 'Sarah Sucks' for details). we've been at it, as ever, like rabbits. The only change in the bedroom is that Sarah now likes me to play with her ass more, mainly just touching and gently probing. I love it and, with a little luck and a lot of drink, one day she might let me go a bit further!
We've continued to explore also, mainly involving heading off for far away dates, with Sarah flashing a pound of flesh or two. One such night happened when we decided to stay at a country hotel. We had ordered room service and had been served by a young gentlemen, dashingly good looking and all eyes for my Sarah. So, after polishing off our first two bottles of wine, we began to touch and tease each other, and after a while I suggested we have some fun. Sarah was up for my idea, which involved her lying naked on the bed, as if to be passed out from drink or whatever. Then, I would order another bottle of wine and the waiter would catch an eyeful. We would see what happened from there.
After five minutes there was a knock at the door. Sarah smiled, lying on her side with her head turned half into the pillow and one leg bent so as to reveal more of herself. I ordered our servant to enter and there stood... a small, young waitress in her black skirt and smart white shirt. She had dark eyes and long black hair, plain but beautiful. I almost fell over and wasn't sure what to do. She entered the room and caught an eyeful of Sarah, but instead of running away, she smiled and said, ''Are you sure you want this other bottle?'' I knew Sarah would have heard this voice, but she didn't flinch. I smiled at the waitress, who looked me up and down and said, ''Have fun sir!'', and with that turned away and wiggled out of the room. She knew what she was doing, teasing me openly, knowing that we were up to something. Sarah had never been with a girl and had never really said she was anything other than curious in theory. Anyway, she closed the door and Sarah shot straight up and laughed with me. Ah well, the best laid plans and all that. She sucked me off on the spot, talking about what could have happened, making me admit that I would have loved our waitress to have been between my legs sucking with Sarah. So, it wasn't a total waste of time!
That was the main incident worth talking about, until six weeks ago when a client and his girlfriend were expected to stay at my house. About four of us - three men and one woman - run the company I work at and we usually try to house visitors rather than send them to a hotel. It seems to work well and they appreciate the hospitality. This was not the first time we had opened our doors for strangers, the last two times resulting in very boring weekends with very boring people. Sarah never complained about it, but we were both not happy about the inpending stay over - Friday through til Monday.
Jack Williams was his name. On Friday afternoon he phoned ahead to ask if he could bring his better half. Of course, I had no objections and he sounded quite young and sparky so maybe things would work out okay. Sarah was happy at this news, as she may have a new pal and not some boring old fart in a suit.
They arrived about seven o'clock. Sarah answered the door and was greeted by a tall man in his mid twenties, wearing casual clothes and a huge smile on a handsome face. Behind him stood Andrea, a blonde haired (dyed I reckoned) sexpot, with a short black skirt and a tight woolen style cardigan. It highlighted her fairly big tits, which were either supported by a wonderful bra or were as tight and firm as her ass. She was dressed almost too sexily for this occasion, but looked respectable enough - JUST!
Sarah and I were just enjoying our normal day and both were surprised and happy to greet our bubbly guests. I showed them their room and they put their stuff inside before returning with a couple of bottles of wine to say thank you, suggesting that we crack on. Excellent, the weekend may turn out to be a decent one after all, was my thought.
Jack was very loud and funny, which I loved and we got on like a house on fire, talking about football, work and generally a bit about everything. We did the usual chat about ourselves so we could get to know each other better and enjoyed a high-spirited night. Me, especially, as I was sitting opposite Andrea and several times I caught a glimpse of her black panties. In fact, the more the night went on, the less bothered she became about protecting her modesty.
It turned out they'd been together since Andrea was eighteen - five years now. We turned in for bed very drunk, bidding each other good night, Jack as loud as ever.
In bed, Sarah and I began to tear each other to pieces. She held me at arms length after a short time and said, ''So, that was a turn up for the books!''
''What was?'' I answered, grabbbing at her wet pussy.
''Brad! She was giving you an eyeful. Exactly what we do, only they had the idea. Jack loved you seeing up her skirt and so did you by the looks of things.''
We laughed and indulged in some serious foreplay, Sarah talking like a slut, telling me how Andrea would suck my cock in a second. We had a lovely session, with my cum ending up all over Sarah's perfect ass. What a lucky man I am.
The next day, Jack and I headed off to conduct business, while Sarah and Andrea headed shopping. When we returned home in the early evening, they were already sharing a bottle of vodka and Andrea was dressed to kill again, wearing a short white dress, done up around her neck. Fuck, I was dying to see a shot of her cleavage. However, what caught my eye more was Sarah's thin, black blouse which tugged at her nipples, and her little demin skirt. She had obviosuly decided Andrea would not show her up tonight.
We ate food and drank for the next few hours, much the same as the night before and just as much fun. I sat next to Sarah while our new friends sat across from us on another double sofa with our coffee table in between. We eventually talked about holidays and going away, with Jack and Andrea telling us about their recent trip to Amsterdam. Sarah was telling them about our trip there, and jokingly mentioned the hot clubs and how she got very drunk and danced with loads of strange men. I was taken aback by this but this naughty comment left most to the imagination. After all, dancing with men was no big shakes.
Jack then said, ''Yeah, I know what you mean Sarah. I like it when Andrea does that. Gets me hard.''
The drink was kicking in and the possibilities were endless. We laughed and I admitted that I wasn't against the idea either! A few minutes later Jack went to the bathroom, and Sarah said openly in front of Andrea, ''So, do you like what Andi is wearing tonight then?''
''Yeah, um, of course.''
''We had interesting conversations earlier. You know, it seems Jack loves you looking at this girl.''
We all smiled, not sure what each others reactions would be. Although I am sure Sarah knew all about mine.
Andrea smiled and said, ''Maybe we should have some fun tonight.''
I nodded and there was a short silence before Jack returned. The shoe was well and truly on the other foot now.
We drank some more and eventually I talked more about what Sarah had said about dancing with men. I hinted that we had taken it further...
''Yeah, when we were in Mexico it was another world. It's all sex were we where.''
Jack responded quickly, asking me to continue. I told him to fuck off, jokingly, but he said he would tell me a story if I told him ours.
I decided to go with it, telling him about Sarah dancing with the four men, rubbing them as they groped her ass and tits. Sarah was adding in comments, the whole time the atmosphere was light and funny. I stopped short of the whole truth, then Jack took centre stage...
''We went driving one night and stopped at a cafe full of workmen. Should I tell this honey?''
Andrea said, ''No, let me!''
We cheered mockingly as she started...
''Jack likes to see me flash some skin as you know Brad darling. That night, though, I was out of my depth and the three men in the cafe - it was about midnight - were making rude comments. One thing led to another and, by half twelve, I had sucked all three of them off, while they sucked my pussy. One man put me over his knee and slapped my ass for five minutes. Jack loved it.''
It was weird how easy this conversation was. Jack added that just talking about it made him hard. I added in that I was in a similar position.
''Well,'' said Jack, ''if it's alright with Sarah maybe we should have some fun!''
I always imagined that such an event like this would involve a cheesy game of strip poker or something but this was straight to the point. Sarah reached over and grabbed my cock, tittering and beckoning Andrea over to our side. Jack almost hollored and said he was happy to look rather than touch, adding that I was not allowed to fuck his lady. That was the same rule for Sarah and I, which we told him with a smile.