My wife, Connie, and Laura were friends who'd met at the gym. Laura had recently ended a relationship with her latest beau and Connie was being especially solicitous towards her. Laura is an attractive redhead and, when Connie brought her home from their workout one evening, I was more than a little happy to see her.
Together they rustled up a quick but nonetheless tasty meal. After a few glasses of wine the talk at the table was very relaxed and eventually became progressively more risqué. It seemed that Laura was clearly flirting with both Connie and me. After clearing away the dishes etc, we took our recharged wine glasses through into our sitting area and flopped onto the couch, Laura seating herself between Connie and me.
Somehow or other the conversation got onto the subject of whether a man could touch a woman's body with the same degree of sensitivity shown by another woman. At which point Connie reached out and, looking directly at her, touched Laura's shoulders before moving on to make contact with her breasts.
Seeing no hint of an objection from Laura at what Connie was doing, I tentatively did the same. There was till no objection from Laura. On the contrary, Laura now moved her hands to start fondling Connie who, in turn, lifted up Laura's top so she could put her hand against her bare midriff and fondle her breasts over her bra. I joined her in touching Laura's bosom, feeling the warmth of her breasts through the fabric of her bra. I was just about to risk touching Laura's breasts inside her underwear ... when my Blackberry started buzzing!
I'd been expecting and important business call and knew I had to take it. Feeling a bit of a geek, I excused myself, promising to come back and continue where I'd left off. "Don't go away, I'll be right back!" I embarrassingly mumbled.
The call seems to go on for ever as I impatiently waited for an opportunity to end it without losing a valued customer. As soon it did finish I hurried back to the sitting room only to find it deserted. "Shit", I thought. "Connie must have run Laura home".
Just then, I heard the sound of running water from above and, as I started up the stairs, I could hear giggling coming from our shower-room. I opened the door and went in. The sight which greeted me was one I'd always dreamed of....two naked women, one of them my wife, in the shower soaping each other.
I almost fell over as I hurriedly struggled to get out of my clothes before opening the door to our extra large shower to join the women. "My, who's keen to wash away the toils of the day?" said Laura. With that, she lathered some soap into an extra large sponge and started washing my upper body. Connie then got our other large sponge, lathered it and started soaping off my back, paying particular attention to all areas of my butt!
Needless to say, this all proved a bit too much for any attempt on my part at remaining 'cool' as I developed a hard-on that alarmed even me by its size. Laura was not in the least bit perturbed as she proceeded lathering me. Connie peered around the side of my torso, noted the size of my erection and suggested that it probably needed two sponges! With that, she sank to her knees, reached around me from behind, her breasts rubbing against my soapy butt, and washed my abdomen, inner thighs and my very taught scrotum.
Laura moved her lathered breasts over my chest. Our mouths met and we kissed, our tongues eagerly probing each other. None of this was lost on Connie who, from behind me, reached between my legs with her sponge to lather Laura's pudenda and inner thighs with one hand whilst holding my balls in the other.
Before very long I could feel two peoples' hands attending to my cock. Connie, from her low vantage point, mischievously rubbed my cock against Laura's soapy pubes and in between her labia. "Come on, let carry this on in bed", she said, "I want to be able to have you in my mouth without a whole load of soap as well". She didn't say which one of us she was referring to.
We helped each other dry off and moved into bedroom and onto our large king-sized bed. Connie laid down on the right side of Laura and I on the left. I looked into Laura's eyes and kissed her whilst moving to touch her breasts. They were soft and warm with the fragrance of the soap still on them. I brushed my lips against her hard nipples, my very hard cock pressed firmly against her thigh. My mouth took in the whole of her puckered areola as I could feel her arousal growing. I reached down to touch her pubes with my right hand but found that mine was not the only down there!
