It's been years now that my wife and I have enjoyed threesomes with her best friend CJ. Our lives all changed one night years ago when I discovered CJ had started dancing at a strip club and I went down to see her for myself without my wife knowing.
That night, when CJ came over to our house after her shift at the strip club, we had our first threesome that has now continued on for over 15 years.
I thought for years that our first threesome was just a spontaneous event that happened when three friends broke the ice and realized we could be more than just friends.
I just assumed that my wife and her friend followed my lead as I always secretly wanted to get with CJ, and they were willing to share me and each other because we had grown closer over the years.
After years of threesomes and some of the most exciting sex of my life together, my wife confessed to me that our threesome wasn't quite as unexpected as I thought.
About two years after our first threesome, my wife and I had taken an overnight trip to visit some relatives and enjoyed a great dinner at a beachfront restaurant near our hotel. It was a romantic setting and, combined with some great wine, left us both feeling a little drunk and very horny.
We were close enough to walk to our hotel so we decided to forgo the taxi and ventured off into the cool night on foot. Next door to our hotel was a small bar that had a jazz band playing that night so we decided to stop in for one last drink.
We took a small table near the door, and watched the band play and looked around to room for interesting people. We always thought it was fun to people-watch and image what others in the room were talking about just by reading their body language.
My wife pointed out two women that were sitting together at the bar, both dressed in sheer evening gowns that showed off their incredible bodies. One was a slender blonde with long hair and small perky tits, and the other was dark-haired with larger breasts and great curves. They were both very attractive in different ways.
Within a few minutes, the brunette stood up and gave the blonde a quick hug and left the bar. The blonde stayed at the bar alone while she finished off her glass of wine.
My wife kept staring at her and mentioned to me how she looked a lot like CJ and said she wished CJ was there to join us in bed later. I agreed with her on both points and joked that maybe we should buy the blonde a drink just for fun.
Without missing a beat, my wife grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bar and toward our hotel. She walked quickly and seemed in a hurry to get to our room.
As soon as we made it into our hotel room, my wife stripped out of her dress and was standing there in her sheer bra, thong panties, and high heels. She looked amazing and had the sexiest look on her face. She called me over and had me sit on the edge of the bed.
"I have to tell you something that I've never admitted to you before," she said. "Seeing that gorgeous blonde in the bar made me feel like I should share this story with you tonight," she said.
I wasn't sure what was coming but seeing her in her sexy underwear and heels made whatever she was going to tell me much easier to take.
"Okay baby, tell me whatever you want to and don't feel like I won't understand. I love you no matter what," I said.
My wife started to move her hands along her bra and slowly down her stomach to her panties. She slowly slid her hand into her thong and down to her pussy. She closed her eyes and I could tell she was playing with her clit under the panties.
"You know how much I love being with you and CJ, and I love that we have all grown so close together over the years. She's a big part of our lives and I can't imagine not having you both to share all those sexy adventures together," she said as she kept playing with her clit.
