Paul had left for work and I was alone with my wife Margaret, we both had the day off. At first my head was filled with memories of Pau's shapely buttocks and gleaming smooth flanks from which his lovely prick arose...the my attention drifted to some other swellings, Margaret was leaning forward talking to me, she had a deep 'V' shaped cleavage that just covered the nipples on each side, her breasts were clearly visible as small elegant swellings and little imagination was need to mentally part the material and expose them in their pert cheekiness, I'd always admired her breasts, they were shapely yet petite which was probably why they stood so firm? She caught the direction of my glance and leaned forward more...now I could see those little nipples...."Go on, you can if you like, we're still married after all".. Next I knew her top was off her shoulders and she sat there half naked as I fondled those neat little tits....time went by, eventually by mutual consent we headed for the bedroom, it didn't take long to undress her then "Wow....it's funny, you and Paul have been fucking here and now we're at it....here let me get my hips up....I want you to suck me for a bit first...." She was on her back naked and placing hands beneath her buttocks for support she arched her back and raised her hips for easy access between her thighs, the juicy spot was there for me and very inviting as I parted her lips to inspect the moist pink flesh. All was quiet, she really did taste rather pleasant, I know it's an acquired taste but her scent was nice too, soon her hips began to shove up into my mouth and her head toss from side to side..."Enough...it's sort of hurting...." This was the signal for me to move into her favourite position, behind and partially in between her legs so I could thrust up into her, it also enable me to have a hand free to cup one of those neat little breasts while I fucked her..in turn she had a hand free to tease her clit while being fucked....it worked rather well....and I reflected she'd have to train any new partners..would she get the same service though? In turn I wondered...where would I find a girl of Margaret's looks and as highly sexed - or as broad minded, kinky even?
After we'd completed a satisfying session we rested, I could tell Margaret had something on her mind and sure enough she hesitantly broached the subject...she'd been...sort of - experimenting with other partners of course - but hadn't really been able to sort of...match....what...well, it had been quite exciting with the novelty and all that...but...and here it came out in a rush "I think gay or bi men are far better at sex....you've always been VERY good and now I think I know why...you're so gentle for one thing...it seems a shame to pass it up...I mean your friend Paul...what would he think if we sort of ...kept it between us three....does he ever do it with girls?" I explained that 'yes', Paul was married, sort of but to a bible basher who probably only got it off in church - how he'd handle a morsel such as Margaret I wasn't sure...but I'd sound him out. She was visibly relieved and so to some extent was I, a satisfactory threesome would simplify matters at my end and also provide Paul with a continuing base....besides...I'd for some time had a rather strong desire to watch my wife...being fucked by another man, I was pretty certain she'd enjoy it too given her kinky tastes. She must have read my thoughts..."Yes, of course you can watch...I know you! BUT, I want to watch you and Paul doing it, preferably with you being fucked....and I want a good show! I was caressing her breasts by then and sucking hard on a nipple from time to time....the thought of seeing her get fucked by someone else was tormenting me....God I was getting hard again...and she knew it "What's turning you on then dear, you thinking what - I'm thinking, you want to see me being done by another man don't you?" "Probably" Was all I murmured as I prepared to enter her yet again, obligingly she spread her legs to make herself available, with long practice I slipped easily into her.
In bed with Paul that night we first had sex then lay back and began to discuss our prospects, both agreed that his marital situation was grim, a 'born again' fundamentalist wife pretty well saw the door close on any negotiation or compromise...for now anyway. However, the prospects here were MUCH better, if he agreed they could become better still and I relayed my earlier conversation with Margaret. Like many men Paul wasn't entirely gay...something I'd come to appreciate and on relection he admitted he wouldn't mind a session with Margaret from time to time, in fact I felt him begin to harden! As for her watching us...well he thought that might even be a turn on, oh yes, he was getting hard "Paul, are you going to waste that, why don't you bend me over lover, standing in front of the mirror, so's WE can both watch?" I heard a giggle and we both slipped out of bed, I bent for him and Paul instructed "See if you can touch your toes...just like one of those old Greek vases, they picture naked young men at it like that...they say it is to allow maximum penetration...sound good?" It sure did sound good and turning my head it looked good too, Paul looked sensational as he lined up his prick and leant forward...ooooh! Yes it went in and was it my imagination - did it slide up that little bit further? It was immensely satisfying being fucked like this by a beautiful man and being able to watch the action, a hand reached around for my prick and his fingers got busy...I watched myself come erect again....Paul had a dreamy expression on his face as he did me...involuntarily I came...
I reported back to Margaret who looked both pleased and relieved, when Paul arrived we discused the hows and whens of it...then ate a lieusurely dinner together, it had been decided that Paul would fuck Margaret while I watched and after, I'd get to fuck him as she watched us. Dinner was interesting because of the charged atmosphere, Margaret was flirting outrageously and I felt the delicious twinges of jealousy I'd expected, I knew Paul was getting a preview of what she had to offer since he couldn't keep his eyes off her plunging neckline...and I knew just how attractive her breasts were didn't I? She really played the part, fluttering eyelashes - the works! As we left the table, I saw the bulge in Paul's trousers...and so did she! She seated herself next to him on the couch, it wasn't long before her hand rested on his groin, looking at me slyly she undid his zip and deliberately extracted his hard prick, it was dribbling at the tip..noticing this she ducked her head, still keeping her eyes on me...and licked the droplets away. "I think Paul and I might go through now dear....if you want to tag along, well that's fine but...it's up to you really - coming with me Paul?" She deliberately unbuttoned her blouse and parted the material...her lovely little breasts were revealed...and I heard Paul gulp...he couldn't take his eyes off my wife's breasts! "Here Paul, feel...like them do you? Best come through then...and we'll have some real fun!" It was with very mixed feelings though in a state of high excitement that I followed them through, Paul I could see was thoroughly captivated and more than eager to participate, he seemed unable to keep his hands off Margaret and I could glimpse his hands busy at my wife's breasts as they went.