For the next several months after the pizza boy escapade, Sally and I kept to ourselves. We kind of concluded we were better off not making a habit out of bringing new lovers into our lives. And with our schedules and our daughter, there just wasn't a lot of availability to begin with. Plus, we were plenty content with just each other sexually.
There was little that Sally wouldn't try in bed, and once she tried it, she always liked it. I had introduced her to anal sex and having her ass licked and before long I was eating her ass out and reaming it on a regular basis.
She learned that talking dirty really turned me on. We never got into the dom-sub thing really, but usually there were some subtle roles in our sex. Often I would be submissive, worshiping her body and telling her to let me know what she wanted me to do. Other times, I'd take control of her, often taking her by surprise - pulling down her pants in the laundry room and bending her over the dryer and taking her pussy from behind, or pulling her into the closet for a quick blowjob.
I still fantasized about bringing others into our sexual lives, and I replayed our previous episodes over and over in my head. As Sally totally satisfied me, I didn't give a whole lot of fantasy time to couples or other women. My fantasies normally involved bringing in new studs for my beautiful wife to take on - sometimes multiple men ravishing her into sexual submission. In a perfect world, I think I would have been fine with her getting plowed several times a week by new guys so long as I was a part of it. I just loved watching my beautiful, buxom girl lose herself in ecstasy.
One late night, I was pounding Sally from behind especially rough, intermittently slapping her wonderful ass, and talking dirty to her, she began moaning especially loud, urging me on, "Oh yeah! ... don't stop! ... fuck me! ... yeah!"
"You like that, honey? You like getting fucked?"
"Oh yeah, I love it, baby! I love getting fucked hard ... only thing better ... was if I was getting finger-cuffed!"
"Finger-cuffed?" I asked, still plowing away at her sopping pussy, knowing what that meant, but not sure if she did. I wanted her to explain.
Sally grunted, "Yeah ... sucking ... another ... nice hard cock ... while you're fucking me ..."
That did it for me, as I exploded deep into her womb, then collapsing next to her. After we caught our breath, I inquired further, brushing the red hair from her face, "So, baby wants some strange cock again?"
She smiled and said, "Well, what about a couple?"
"You mean a couple men, or a guy and girl?"
"Guy and a girl,"
Sure, I wanted to do it. But there were bigger issues here. I didn't want Sally to freak out seeing me fucking another girl. Sure, she'd be fucking another guy, so it would only be fair in principle, but I wanted to make sure she wasn't going to have any insecurities there. She satisfied me that she wouldn't. She said she wanted to try being with a woman too - which obviously I had no issue with. I told her I was totally cool with it, but warned her that it would be much more difficult to find a couple that we'd be comfortable with than just a guy for a threesome. After all, we would each have to be comfortable with both of them, and vice versa. We talked about what type of couple we were looking for. In addition to the usual requirements of attractiveness and location, they would have to be close to our age, and Sally said she preferred a woman built somewhat like her. That was fine by me.
We decided to give it a shot. We both agreed we weren't ready to go to the swinger club route, that left the internet. She let me take the lead as far as that went. So we took a few bad pictures of us partially clothed, and put an ad on a popular site catering to Adult Friends. I'd also review the other profiles on that site, as well as craigslist. I think we responded to a few and didn't get any response. I was a little surprised it was this hard for a couple just to get a reply as a courtesy. But I did find a profile from a couple who seemed pretty close to fitting the fitting the bill: he was fit and good looking, with long hair and smaller than me; she was somewhat close to Sally's 38F-cup voluptuous figure, maybe a little wider, but fairly attractive. Their profile seemed to show at least average intelligence (although a fantasy was listed as "sex in front of a bomb fire" which I snickered at). So after Sally gave the thumbs up, we responded, and they replied. We all agreed to meet a sports bar near our place with the understanding this was a meeting that may or may not result in a hook-up later on that night.
So we headed out that night, not sure what to expect. We were dressed casually - jeans, with me in a t-shirt, and Sally in a top that showed off her assets tastefully. We breathed a sigh of relief when they came in as Rob and Melanie were true to their photos. Rob had his hair in pulled back and wore an oxford and jeans. Melanie was a little shorter than Sally's average height, had shoulder length dark brown hair and wore a casual loose-fitting sundress that revealed that despite being a thicker, busty girl, she had very nicely toned legs.
Over a couple drinks we found them to be nice enough. They had done this before which gave us some comfort they weren't going to freak out, and we told them about our previous adventure with Mark (leaving out the pizza boy story). I felt pretty comfortable about it, and was ready to get down, but sitting right there I had no idea what Sally felt although she seemed to enjoy their company.
One of us said they were going to the bathroom, and the other decided to as well. I waited for Sally and cornered her when she came out and asked her how she felt. I don't recall her being gushing in her appraisal, but there wasn't there any hesitancy. So we proceeded back to the table and I told them that Sally and I both liked them would like them to join us at our place, if they were thinking the same way. Melanie looked at Rob and then said, "Yeah, I think we'd like that. A lot." Rob smiled looking Sally's way.
And so we paid the bill and left into the parking lot, giving them directions to our house which was just a few miles away, with the understanding they'd follow us. Once driving, I asked Sally, "So ... whaddya think?"
She grabbed my hand and pressed it to her crotch. I could feel her damp warmth. "Hmm, so pretty excited, huh? Like what see in Rob?"
"Yeah, he's pretty hot. I like her too. I think we're going to have a lot of fun. What about you? You excited about Melanie?" she said.
"Uh-huh. I like what I see. But I'm more excited to see you in action again. You know me. As long as you have a good time, I'll have a good time. I want you to let yourself go, OK?"
"Oh, I will ..."
Soon we were home and no sooner did we get in the door before they pulled up to the curb and we greeted them at the door. Leading them into the kitchen, I said, "Sally, why don't you show Rob into the deck room, and Melanie and I will grab some drinks for us and join you."
Sally grabbed Rob's hand and led him out of the kitchen, and I turned to Melanie and said, "Thanks, for coming over. I think we're going to have a fun time tonight. I'm really excited."
