The surprise of a lifetime.
My husband has been a busy executive for a major chain of
auction houses for several years. It seems like as the years
pass his workload seems to grow. Unfortunatly, this has
left little time for me, until recently.
To make up for time we aren't able to spend together at home,
I make it a point to visit him at his office whenever possible.
We've managed to fit a lot of "interesting activity" into
each of our little trysts. All of these "meetings" with
my husband at the office also presented me the opportunity
to meet many of the people that work for him.
My husband and I have a very intense sexual relationship,
and we both have become fond of both role-playing and voicing
our fantasies to one another. He tends to be a bit more outspoken
on the subject of our fantasies. He also has learned to read
me like a book. This guy can usually figure out exactly what
it is that I want to fantasize about and how to play it out with me.
As I said, meeting several times a week with him also presented
me with the chance to meet many of his employees and associates.
I found myself intrigued by one of his employees after speaking
briefly with him while waiting for my husband to get out
of a meeting. He was young, (maybe 19), but so cocky and confident.
This kid (we'll call him Neil) stood there openly flirting
with the boss's wife in front of an entire office full of
people. It was such a turn-on!
My husband got out of the meeting shortly afterward and
didn't seem the least bit disturbed. He actually took the
time to formally introduce me to Neil and visa-versa.
That night, as my husband and I began to feel frisky, we layed
in the bed and started to discuss sexual fantasies. He gently
stroked my pussy in an effort to even further arouse me.
Without warning he started to tell me of this plan he had
devised that would just blow my mind. He talked of going
out to a small, dark corner bar for drinks. After getting
me slightly intoxicated, we would move on to another bar
to meet with a friend. He told me about how him and another
guy would continue to seduce me at the bar, only to leave
and take me home and have their way with me. I was so wet. I
think I came 4 or 5 times that night.
As the weeks passed, whenever we got onto the issue of our
fantasies, it always semed to go back to the same story.
Each time it got a litle more detailed, a little more graphic,
and a whole lot more kinkier. The sex was unreal.
One Friday night, we both decided to go out for a few drinks.
My husband loves to see me dress in revealing, sexy outfits,
so I made it a point not to disappoint him. A pair of extra
short shorts, a tight, low-cut tank, and his favorite lace
g-string would do the trick.
He took me to this local sports bar. To say the least, I wasn't
happy. I did have a room-full of young guys oggling over
my tits, but this certainly wasn't my idea of a good time.
That's when my husband tapped me on the shoulder and said,
"Honey, look who's here." There stood Neil. Still confident,
and by what I could see by the bulge in his pants, still cocky.
Neil sat down with us and bought both of us several rounds
of drinks. We all decided that this wasn't our kind of atmosphere,
so we hopped into our cars and drove over to a local nightclub.
For the next four hours my two sexy chaperons lead me through
a blind frenzy of drinking, dancing and grinding. My panties
were so wet, that halfway through the evening, I went to
the little girls room to remove them.
As the evening began to wind down, we began to make our way
to the exit. When we got out to the parking lot, I gave Neil
a hug and thanked him for a great night. He, in turn, returned
the hug, and squeezed my ass. My husband told Neil that he
would see him later and everybody departed. When my husband
and I got home, we sat on the deck, off the back of our house.
I was definitely beyond tipsy at this point. Before I knew
what was happening, my husband removed my shorts, propped
my legs onto the table and drove his face right into my wet
pussy. At first, I was afraid that a neighbor would see us,
but at this point I was helpless and horny. Suddenly I heard
a noise behind us. Someone had unlatched the gate. Out of
fear of embarrassment, I kept my eyes shut. My husband turned
and said, "What are you waiting for? Do you still want some
of this?" I opened my eyes only to see Neil standing before
us. My husband laid me back on the table and spread my legs
in front of Neil.
He unzipped his pants and I reached inside and fondled his
throbbing dick. In my other hand was my husband's thick
cock, also throbbing with excitement.
So there I was, stuck in between these two gorgeous guys,
both of whom I dreamed of being with. My pussy was so wet,
Neil's hand became soaked only seconds after touching
my pussy. I grabbed my husband's cock and licked it with
pleasure. As soon as Neil entered me, I felt a sensational
rush, and knew that I was already coming. These two men shared
me for the next hour. One would take a break only to have the
next put me through a flurry of orgasms that are truly undescribable
by words.
When Neil finally came, we embraced in the deepest kiss.
I trembled one last time as I came again. As the night finally
winded down, Neil left, and my husband took me off to bed.
The following morning we sat at the breakfast table, silent
at first. He simply told me that without even telling him,
he knew what my fantasies were. He also stated that every
once in a while a person has to work to make another's fantasy
come true. That was our first menage' trois. Now I tell him
all of my fantasies.
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