My wife and I aren't heavy swingers although we agreed some years ago to open up our marriage a bit. She'd had a couple of experiences that amounted to playing with three different guys. One of them and I had given her an MFM experience and she'd enjoyed that pretty well. She often spoke of having another but wasn't sure when or with who.
As things developed in our lives during that time frame we became empty nesters. Our youngest went away to college and we got to focus on being a married couple with no children at home. Around that same time our oldest kids had kids and we became grandparents. Unfortunately our children all lived in different parts of the country so we rarely got to see our grandkids. My wife wasn't feeling maternal but she was missing having the younger kids around that could be so much fun (if they were well behaved) and she missed spoiling our own. I think as a result of that some of the neighbors came to see us as surrogate grandparents and before long it was common for our yard to be full of the toddler neighbor kids. More often than not our yard was cluttered with toys from the various families and there was an hour or so each day that we had a number of kids running around squealing and playing.
That was the setting one day when I left for a quick trip to the office. I had been called in on my day off unexpectedly and it was my wife's day off as well. I left the house about one that afternoon, expecting to be gone for three or four hours and dodging neighborhood kids as I went. I should mention at this point that it had been about a year since my wife and I had done anything sexual with anyone else. While we were looking for playmates for her, our search hadn't been successful - but even just the search kept her motor running a bit hotter than normal.
When I got to the office I found the situation had been misunderstood and it only took me about a half hour to fix it. As a result I was getting home about three o'clock instead of the expected four or five. As I walked through the yard and dodged the toys that had been left lying around I admit being happy the kids had all gone home. I was thinking that my wife and I would have the rest of the afternoon and all evening to ourselves. I was hoping for a bit of play time.
I went in through the front door which opens into a foyer and our family room is to the right. The kitchen is behind that. The house was quiet as I entered so I remained so. An afternoon nap for my wife on her day off wasn't uncommon so if she was snoozing I didn't want to wake her up. I went toward the kitchen and as I got into the family room what I found surprised me - quite pleasantly. You see, I love when my wife acts the slut a bit and from what I saw she was definitely having fun.
She was naked in one of our comfortable lounge chairs. A man I couldn't identify was naked and kneeling on the floor in front of the chair. Dana was reclined slightly back with her left leg hung over one arm of the chair and her right foot on the floor but with that knee pressed over to the limit allowed by the chair's design. Her right hand was on the back of the man's head and the reason I couldn't identify him was because his face was buried in her pussy. Her left hand was working her left nipple, pinching and pulling on it as he ate her.
He must have been doing a good job because she was squirming a bit as I watched and the soft sounds that were emanating from her made it clear how much pleasure she was receiving. When I walked in she must have seen the movement because she looked right at me - met my eyes and smiled. With her right hand she pushed her lover's head harder between her legs and with her left hand she held a finger up to her lips to tell me to stay quiet.
I was okay with that for the moment. Smiling back at her I started to turn to go toward our bedroom. My intention was to go take a quick shower and then join them so she could have another MFM with me and whoever this guy was. Just before I turned away I heard her gasp and saw her head fall back as her hips began to move along with the noises she makes that I know indicate her orgasm. The guy's tongue must have been working right because it looked and sounded like a pretty good one for her. I turned away and listened as I walked away, hearing the sounds she makes as her climax peaks and then starts to fade.
As I intended, in our bedroom, I stripped quickly and rinsed as fast as I could. I just wanted things fresh for her mouth as I was fully expecting to have her spit-roasted between me and her friend. When I came out of the shower she surprised me by walking in wearing her nightshirt. The look on my face was all the question she needed to tell me that her friend had "finished" and left.
What I thought was what I said out loud: "Wow, that was fast."
