It was late Saturday afternoon and Adam had put steaks on the grill while Lynn and I finished lounging in the hot tub. We stepped out and pranced across the patio in our bathing suits and went inside to change for dinner. Adam had the table set and was dishing out the steaks and baked potatoes to our plates, when he noticed that Lynn and I had returned, each wearing a bathrobe.
Adam asked me, "Are you two going back in the hot tub after dinner?"
"Nope. Lynn suggested a much better idea," I countered. Lynn giggled a bit and raised her eyebrows at Adam.
Adam offered, "I'm sure it will be worth the wait to find out," and sat down at the head of the table, with Lynn and I on either side.
Lynn said, "You sure know how to take care of your wife, Adam," pointing to the table prepared with food and drink.
Adam replied, "Jen is the one who takes care of me. I'm just trying to keep up!"
"Well, I plan to take care of my sister after we eat, if that's okay with you."
Adam looked to me, but I was giving nothing away. "After what happened last night and this morning, I am game for just about anything with you girls." We all shared the laugh, and once again passed around a bottle of wine
As we dined, Adam did raise a concern. "Lynn, what is your plan if Darryl becomes suspicious of what is going on between the three of us?"
Having already thought about that, Lynn quickly responded, "Adam, Darryl was the one who put me in this position. He said all is fair so long as everything remains 'don't ask, don't tell'. If he asks about us, then he is the one breaking the rule. We can keep his rule by not telling him, especially if he asks. If he finds out later, then it is his own rule that caused us not to be able to say anything." I nodded in agreement with my sister and Adam seemed fine with her answer. Lynn added, "I am going to do what I want, without any guilt, whatsoever. I am a sexually liberated woman now, and who knows what could come of this. I hope that works for you two as well."
When we finished eating, Lynn thanked Adam for making the dinner and then stood up and took his hand in hers. I had become so aroused in anticipation that I could feel the cloth of my robe becoming wet under my naked body. I followed them up the stairs to our bedroom, where I had already rolled Adam's office chair from his study down the hall.
"My chair?"
Both of us said nothing. Instead, I unbuttoned Adam's shirt while Lynn took to her knees to unbutton and unzip his trousers.
"You'll see, soon enough," I said, tossing the shirt on top of his dresser, while Lynn had Adam step out of his pants and underwear.
Lynn gazed at Adam's semi-hardness and said, "God, even soft, that thing looks fabulous!" Adam blushed while she stood up for both of us to release the tie to our robes, simultaneously. Adam peeked at Lynn's baby smooth vulva as the terry cloth parted, and when his attention turned to me, he grinned and emitted a soft moan.
I asked, "Do we look like twins down there or what?" When I had shaved my red curls right down to the skin earlier in the afternoon, I realized how similar my and Lynn's vulva looked. Adam's eyes went back and forth a few times.
"You both look fucking hot," said Adam, moving one hand toward my newly shaved pussy. Lynn slapped his hand away.
"Hey! It's not yours quite yet," she said, gliding her hand down my belly and lightly caressing the roundness of my hairless snatch. "My big sister tells me she has never had a full lesbian encounter before, and last night was the first time she had ever touched another woman in bed. I told Jen that tonight I would change that. I also thought that you might like to be here to witness it." As Lynn spoke, I pulled Adam's office chair behind him and gestured that he should take a seat.
When Adam sat down, Lynn and I took each of Adam's wrists and wound our own bathrobe tie around it and the arm of the chair. His heavy cock was at half-mast, and when he felt his arms being tied down, it began to twitch.
"There," said Lynn, "Now, be a good boy and watch the show," patting Adam on the head. My sister stood behind me while I faced my husband, and she took hold of the robe to slide it down and off of my arms. Adam's eyes flitted from my pussy to my tits, belly, and eyes, while my diminutive sister's fingers wrapped around my torso. I felt the warmth as a trickle of honey leaked down my inner thigh.
Adam's fingers extended in vain in his bindings, while Lynn's fingers explored my hanging C-cups, the softness of my belly, and finally, oh so tenderly, touched the delicate folds enshrouding my erect clitoris. Her first two fingers parted the folds of my labia and delved into the puddle of wetness at the entrance to my pussy.
"Jesus, girl, you're fucking soaked!" Lynn moved me closer to Adam, guiding my pussy to the extended fingers of his left hand, until they were able to probe my sopping cunt from below. "See?" she asked with a smile. I squatted slightly to pin his hand between my legs. I ground my snatch into his fingers, hearing the squishy sound of him penetrating my sopping hole. Adam looked into my eyes as he diddled my clit with his middle finger and listened to my moans of delight.
"That's all you get," announced Lynn, looking down at the gooey clear precum oozing from Adam 's cock head. Lynn drew me from his grasp and played with my erect nipples as she put herself where I just stood. With our height difference, Lynn had to go on tiptoes to get her pussy high enough for Adam to be able to feel her up. She, too, was wet with anticipation, combining our juices onto his knuckles and finger tips.
With allowing Adam but a few seconds to discover Lynn's wetness, she drew away from my husband, leaving him whimpering. His left hand was a sticky mess from both of our ready pussies.
I led the way to our bed, lying down and piling a few pillows behind my head. I pointed my open legs toward my husband. Lynn followed, dropping her robe and crawling up my body; her boyish hips gyrated to give Adam a sensuous view of her pussy slit as well as the tight dark pucker of her anus. I loved how Lynn's nearly flat breasts now hung so that only her puffy nipples drooped free of her body. When each knee straddled my hips, Lynn leaned in and gave me a soft, sweet kiss.
I kissed back, delighting in the warmth and softness of my sister's lips. She tilted her head forward, allowing her hair to flow over my face. Adam always loves it when I do that to him, and now I understood what it was like to have another female do that to me. Lynn's lips trailed down my neck, onto my earlobe and down toward my shoulder.
I was happy to be the recipient, and as Lynn moved lower to my breast, I noticed Adam's eyes following her; Lynn's hips wriggled for him. I gasped when Lynn's lips pursed around my left nipple and gently suckled on it. Her lips carefully pulled on my nipple, extending it to a tantalizing tautness; my moans were barely audible, but the noises of our foreplay echoed in my head. We had barely started and already I was feeling dizzy with sexual anticipation. Lynn's other hand glided across my right breast, softly scratching the hardened flesh. While she tended to my breasts, her other hand dipped between my moistened folds and into the juicy syrup farther down.
Lynn slipped in another finger, and then added a third to my well-lubed pussy. They worked together to get full access to my clit. When Lynn widened her first and third fingers to peel my petals apart, her middle finger found my engorged nubbin. She touched it so lightly that I was sure I could feel each ridge and valley of skin in her finger tip.
Electricity fanned out through my body, and with Lynn's eyes locked on mine, she adjusted her touch based on the twitches and wrinkles formed on my face. She licked her lips as my hips gyrated to her back-and-forth flicking of my rigid clit. I looked past her for a fleeting moment and saw the stream of precum readily flowing from Adam's untouched cock.
I couldn't help but giggle, and said, "Adam is as wet as I am!"
Lynn looked over her shoulder at Adam's pulsing manhood. "You better not cum like that! I have big plans for you after!" I had heard of men actually cumming without being touched in any way, and had never seen my husband in a position where he couldn't tend to his own erection with a firm grip. I wondered what it would be like to witness a cock spewing cum without being touched.
Lynn removed her fingers and turned back toward Adam, offering him a taste of two of them, glistening with my juices. She slid them deep into his mouth so his tongue could savor my liquid arousal. He moaned as their eyes met. Once clean, Lynn used her index finger to draw up Adam's formidable shaft, and bring with it, a thick dollop of his goo. She licked off the love sauce from Adam and turned her attention back to me. As she climbed back to me, I reached one hand to caress one of Lynn's dark brown nipples, but she slapped my hand away as well.
