Not long after we got married I set my wife up with her first lover. It was something I had wanted to do ever since we'd been together. We'd only been married a month or so and for employment opportunities we had moved to a neighbouring town.
We both had jobs and were living in a unit complex that was only 2 blocks from Tracey's workplace. I drove to work whilst she only had to walk up the hill.
Even though I had wanted to set her up with another lover for a few years, no one in particular had been on my mind. It was more of a fantasy type of thing.
Barry came on the scene more by accident than anything. He was from our hometown and had moved like us for work purposes. He wasn't single but had a partner back home who he used to return to on weekends. This was fortunate for us as things turned out if he hadn't been going home for the weeks end, we and especially Tracey would never have got any rest.
The idea of Barry and Tracey getting together occurred to me one weeknight when a few of us were at the hotel up the road. We had been catching up with Barry and when the time came to go home I invited him down for a drink. Tracey didn't last long, falling asleep on the lounge room floor. I started to undress her, asking Barry if he'd like to give me a hand. He looked a bit confused and declined the offer so I left it at that.
The next weekend he was staying in town to play golf with some workmates and we all ended up at the pub again on the Friday night. The same thing happened towards the end of the night and I invited Barry to join us back home.
He had obviously been thinking about the opportunity he'd missed out on the previous week and wasn't about to make the same mistake twice. After a few drinks Tracey decide to go to bed. We let her get settled in and then I asked if he would like to join us. Up until this time I hadn't especially discussed the situation with her, but she had a strong attraction to Barry and when we both turned up in bed beside her, she immediately turned to him and started to kiss and melt into his arms.
I can still picture the look on his face when she did this; it was a mixture of surprise and ecstasy. He looked over at me sort of for permission, before giving as much back as he was getting, with interest.
We were still in our early twenties at his time and this sort of situation was new to all of us, so Barry wasn't exactly sure why I would invite someone else into our bedroom, but once his dick took control of his head he didn't think too much more about it, he just went along for the ride and enjoyed it as much as possible.
That first night turned into a marathon with both of us fucking Tracey numerous times, it was almost a competition, when one of us would finish and pull out, the other would be erect again and climb on. The whole sexiness of the situation seemed to keep us in a constant state of arousal.
I can't remember exactly how it finished, but Tracey ended up sleeping in the spare bedroom (probably to get some peace) whilst Barry and I both crashed naked in the main bed.
Barry awoke first in the morning and still naked sought Tracey out. She told me later that day that he had climbed into bed with her and they had fucked again whilst I slept in the other room. He left after having his way, and was gone before I woke up.
This being together alone would become a common theme in their relationship over the next few months. Barry would come over at least once a weeknight and after a few drinks we would usually take Tracey to bed and fuck here as much as we all could handle. There was always an element of competition between us males as to how much we could service Tracey between us.
Tracey and I obviously discussed this expanding of our relationship and although she had moral reservations she was eager to please me and she had a genuinely strong physical and emotional attraction to Barry, and although she may not have admitted it at the time was enjoying the basic sexuality of fucking another man other than her husband.
To be honest the two of them were falling in love as well as lust and started to met for sex on their own when I was at work or otherwise out of the picture. Barry still came around at nights during the weeks for our threesomes but I could sense a change in him and his actions. He was becoming jealous when he had to share Tracey with me. I tolerated this as I was enjoying seeing them together and sharing her with him.
I had in fact encouraged this fairly early in their relationship. One-week night Barry and I were at he same sports function and I suggested to him that he leave and go around and see Tracey while I stayed out for a few more hours. When I got home they were sitting together on the lounge fully clothed but making no effort to separate as I walked in.