Larry, my husband, was opening the second bottle of wine when he called out from the kitchen that he had been wanting to tell me something for the past week. My heart skipped a beat because it was not like him to keep things to himself for that long a time. I guess I had a tinge of guilty conscience from the episode with the insurance guy last week. But, wow, I did like riding his big shaft.
Larry returned from the kitchen, handed me the glass of wine, and casually told me he had watched me getting my brains fucked out by the stranger with the huge cock. The wine was making me lightheaded, but the impact of what he said had a sobering effect. He watched me closely and with a slight smile, waited for my reaction. My first thought was to cry and go through the "how could you think such a thing" routine but I figured that wouldn't work this time. My heart raced out of control. Larry took my hand and calmed me down, he gave me a big smile, laughed, and told me that while he was shocked at first, he enjoyed watching me fucking another man almost as much as I enjoyed getting fucked. He said he loved me and that he knew the incident was just a case of lust and not love. He vowed he would not let this damage our relationship and confirmed our marriage was still secure.
My fears began to subside and we continued to talk about what he had witnessed. He described that afternoon with such detail that there was no doubt he had seen it all. My panties became moist and I almost had an orgasm thinking about that man with the mammoth cock. If the truth were known, and given the chance, I would jump his bones again for another great lay.
I'd had just enough to drink to loosen my tongue. I confessed that I really did have a terrific time screwing another man, especially knowing now that he had been watching all the time. I also told him that the insurance agent, Gerry is his name, had called and was to drop off the new insurance policy the next day.
Larry didn't say a word. I figured he was thinking how to react to this news or maybe even hatching some devious plan to get even. I decided to throw all caution to the wind and make him an offer I hoped he wouldn't refuse. I said if he liked watching me get fucked by another man so much that he could come home early tomorrow and maybe I could arrange a treat he'd never forget. I kept my eyes on his to let him know I wasn't joking. He hesitated for what seemed like eternity and then finally nodded and said yes, but only this one time. He said he was not going to run the risk of having this guy become a regular part of our lives. We worked out a plan for the next day, gulped down the wine and dashed for the bedroom for the greatest sex we'd had in years.
As planned, Larry got home early the next day. He was to hide in the pantry off the kitchen and go into the kitchen only when it appeared we were going to stay put in the living room. I made him promise not to come into the front room unless I called to him for help in case I was being hurt or threatened. If I was going to go through with this, I didn't want him barging in and inter- rupting the chance for the best piece of ass a girl ever had. We adjusted the kitchen door so it wouldn't close all the way giving him enough opening to see most of the living room.
Everything was ready, especially me. I had selected a simple low cut spaghetti strap top that was not too snug, and my best strapless, push-up bra that showed off my bust line and gave me plenty of cleavage. I chose a loose, wraparound skirt, no panties, bear legs and sandals. I used only a little make up, some lip gloss and powder on my cheeks. A dash of cologne between my breasts and thighs completed the effect. I viewed the finished product in the mirror and was pleased with the casual, sexy look. I could feel my pussy getting wet already just thinking about what was soon to take place. Man, was I ready!
I just about jumped out of my skin when the doorbell rang. My legs wobbled as I tried to calm myself walking to the door. Opening it gave me another start. There were two men on my door step, not just one. Gerry smiled, said hello, called me by name and introduced his assistant, Sam. I stepped aside and let them in. Walking into the living room, Gerry asked if we were alone. I replied, yes, we were. His hand drifted down my back and cupped the cheeks of my ass. He gave them a firm squeeze. I raised no objection to this early advance. Instead, I laughed and said that I knew he had a "heavy burden" to carry but I didn't believe it required an assistant. We all laughed at the reference to the extraordinary size of his penis and the comment relieved my embarrassment and set the tone.
We went through the formalities of signing for the new policy while standing around the dining table. Sam looked on. I caught a glimpse of him checking out my boobs and smiled to myself. My outfit was having the desired effect. I also managed a glance toward the kitchen. There was a shadow behind the opening of the door so I knew Larry was in position and watching. We had decided I was not to look at the kitchen door at all to avoid Larry's discovery.
We were still standing, making small talk, when there was a pause in the conversation. Gerry took the initiative and held my hand in his as he told me he knew he was being presumptuous by bringing Sam along. He assured me that Sam was to be trusted to be discreet. He ran my hand up and down the length of his hardening manhood. As if I needed to be reminded of its magnitude! My face flushed, hot with excitement. I glanced at Sam. He had a broad smile on his face as he stared at my hand stroking Gerry's cock. I noticed he had a bulge growing in his pants too. Gerry went on to say how much he enjoyed last weeks meeting. So much so, in fact, that he hoped we could enjoy each other again and perhaps I would even share my charms with Sam. Their only purpose, he said, was to double my pleasures. Gerry pressed my hand harder against his cock.
My pussy was so wet. The juice was almost running down my legs thinking about that massive cock stuffed inside my tight little cunt again. The thought of these two good-looking hunks pleasuring me at the same time was mind blowing and too good to pass up. My head was reeling with anticipation and delight. There wasn't a sound from the direction of the kitchen, so I made my decision.
I gripped Gerry's cock, and gave it a good squeeze. Then I hooked my arms in theirs and guided them over to the sofa. Well, I said, we'll just see about that! Sam quickly sat on the sofa. Gerry directed me to sit on Sam's lap, that he needed to get to know me a whole lot better. I started to sit side-saddle but Gerry said no, straddle his legs with my back to Sam. As I spread my legs to sit, Sam ran his hands up my thighs, pushing my skirt up around my hips. He spread my naked cheeks so I could feel his stiffening prick through his trousers pressing against my wet pussy lips. He gave his prick several upward twitches which made me giggle so I flexed my bum muscles to squeeze him in return and let him know he was welcome there.
