This is a fantasy of sharing my wife with another man. This was inspired by the story on Literotica.Com by pantie_fan entitled "A Friend in Deed".
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It had been a long day of boating, sun, and drinking with my wife, Laurie and my long-time friend, Mike. Recently divorced, Mike met us at our lakeside condo to for a well needed release of steam. Once back at the condo, we ate, drank some more, sat around the pool, and drank some more. Needless to say, by the end of the evening our minds were cloudy and our bodies were weary. We're not much for entertaining, so we just have a one bedroom condo. When we invited Mike, we didn't think about our couch, that's not much bigger than a loveseat, not being large enough for him to sleep on. Fortunately, we had a king size bed in our bedroom. We told Mike it was big enough for all of us to sleep comfortably and that we were good enough friends to make the situation work.
Laurie and I have always had a habit of leaving a radio on in the room as we sleep. We always like having a little bit of sound and small amount of light in the room rather than complete darkness. That night it afforded Laurie and I the opportunity to whisper to each other in bed, so that we couldn't be heard by Mike. Once in bed, Mike laid on one side face outward. I was lying on the other side facing inward, and Laurie was in between us facing me.
As my mind began to focus on the three of us together in bed it obviously drifted into the direction of sex. My cock sprang to life and I took Laurie's hand, so she could feel it. She grinned and whispered that we couldn't do anything about it right now. I said that I bet Mike was just as hard as I was with her between us. She dismissed that saying that Mike was an old friend and wouldn't be thinking about her like that. I reassured Laurie that she was, even at 50, someone that any man would love to fuck. I reached my hand down and pulled up Laurie's night gown and slipped my hand into her panties to cop a feel of her sweet pussy. Just as I suspected, she was soaking wet from our discussion. I told her it felt like she would like to try him out as well. She pulled my hand away and gave me a smirk, from which I couldn't tell if it meant yes or no.
About then, Mike rolled over in bed and was now facing towards Laurie's backside. Laurie whispered to me that Mike's leg was now on hers. I told her he probably did that on purpose. Again she dismissed me. A couple of minutes later I saw the covers move and Laurie jerked lightly. "Honey", she said, "I think Mike's hand is on my leg. What should I do?" To let her know how I felt about it, I once again took her hand and placed it on my raging hard-on. I told her that we are all adults and that if he's making a move on her that she should enjoy herself if she wanted to.
Nothing happened for a few minutes, but then I saw the covers move again as his hand moved off the top of her legs. Then, Laurie whispered to me. "He pulled up my nighty and is putting his hands inside my panties on my butt. I'm so hot that somebody is going to have to fuck me. Are you sure you want this?" I told her that Mike probably hasn't gotten laid in a while because of his divorce, so it should probably be him. It's only fair right? With that, she kissed me, while practically jammed her tongue down my throat, and then rolled over facing Mike.
I thought I could hear them whispering, but with the radio going couldn't make out anything that was said. And then, the covers began moving slowly again as it was apparent that they now had hands on each other, and her head began moving in a motion that made it obvious they were kissing. I saw Mike start to look up, so I quickly shut my eyes. I heard him say in a low voice "looks like he's asleep". Laurie then sat up in bed next to me, removed her night gown, and placed in on top of me. I knew that my friend, Mike, was now seeing her gorgeous breasts. She then reached under the covers and removed her panties and placed them on the night gown. It was like an episode of the Twilight Zone in my head. I was coming to the realization that this was actually going to happen.