“Do you think your wife would ever be interested in a threesome?” That was the question my neighbor Zack asked me, while his wife Liz looked on, smiling. I was completely caught off guard and couldn’t answer immediately. “I’m serious,” Zack wet on. “Liz and I were wondering if maybe the two of us could have some fun with her.” I looked at Liz to see if this was a joke but from the serious look on her face, apparently it wasn’t.
Recovering from my surprise, I assured the two of them that there was no way that they could get my wife into a threesome. Absolutely not. Liz then asked, “Would you have any objections if we gave it a try?”
I couldn’t believe they were asking me these questions. “I guess not, but she’ll never do it,” I told them.
“I tell you what,” Zack said. “Next Saturday evening, you and Trina come over, and let us handle it. I have a feeling Liz and I can get her to cooperate.”
“Sure, I bet we can have a lot of fun with her,” Liz said. “And you can just sit back and enjoy. Or join in, if you want.”
I didn’t tell Trina what our neighbors were planning, as I was sure that nothing would come of it. On Saturday night she put on a low cut sundress and a pair of black pumps, and as always, she looked terrific. We got to Jack and Liz’s house around 8 o’clock, and were soon sitting around drinking and talking as usual.
The dinner was very pleasant, and the talk was general for most of the evening. As time went on I began to think that Zack and Liz had changed their minds about the threesome. But then something caught my eye: Liz, sitting next to Trina on the couch, reached out casually with her left hand and nonchalantly began to trace her fingers over my wife’s hand as it rested in her lap. Trina just looked at her curiously.
“Say, Trina, I’ve got something to show you,” Liz said then. “Follow me.” I watched Liz take my wife’s hand and lead her toward the bedroom. After a couple of seconds Zack got to his feet and, with a wink at me, he too headed for the bedroom. I didn’t know what to do, so I sat quietly, listening for any sounds from inside. A moment later I heard my wife’s voice saying, “Oh my goodness!’ A few seconds passed, and her voice came again. “Zack, what do you think you’re doing?”
I got to my feet and moved toward the bedroom, then peeked around the doorway. Trina was on her back on the bed. Zack was caressing one of her long shapely legs, and Liz was doing the same with the other one. Trina’s dress was well above her knees, and one of her shoes was off. To my surprise, she wasn’t struggling in fact, she seemed to be enjoying herself. As I watched, Liz lowered her head toward Trina’s and attempted to kiss my wife on the lips. Trina turned her head away at first, but didn’t protest when Liz nudged it back with her finger. “Well, I guess I could. . .” was all she said, but she never finished her sentence, as Liz’s mouth covered hers in a full kiss.
My eyes bugged as I saw my wife allowing herself to be kissed by another woman. But I had other things to think about. As the kiss continued, Zack’s hand went to Trina’s knee and slowly began to move up her thigh. Trina made no move to stop him. Her dress moved up further, until I could see her pink panties.
The kiss seemed to go on forever, and meanwhile Zack’s hand was at my wife’s crotch, rubbing her pussy through her panties. The women’s mouths finally parted, and I heard Trina say in a weak voice. “Oh my god, you know my husband is right in the next room!”
This reminder did not seem to impress the pair. Zack continued playing between my wife’s legs as Liz began to unbutton the top of Trina’s sundress. Trina just laid there on the bed, not resisting at all. Liz soon had the dress completely undone, and she pulled it open, revealing Trina’s bra and panties. Her breasts were rising and falling rapidly, as was her bare tummy. Again Liz lowered her head, and this time, as Liz kissed her full on the mouth, I swear it looked as if my wife was kissing her back.
Zack’s hands now went to Trina’s panties and began to pull them down. Trina made a little whimpering sound. It might have been a protest, but I didn’t think so. Down came my wife’s panties, exposing her thick hairy bush. Zack now found the tiny clasp of my wife’s bra and unhooked it, freeing her perky 36C tits. At this Liz stopped kissing Trina’s mouth and began to suck on her hard, swollen nipples.
While Liz sucked away at my wife’s tits, Zack began to remove his clothing. His hard cock looked to be about eight inches long, and was standing at attention, ready for my wife.
Trina’s eyes went wide again as Zack spread her legs apart. “Oh, Zack. . .” she said weakly.
Zack straightened up. “Okay, Trina,” he told her. “If you really don’t want me to fuck you, go ahead and call your husband. If you don’t call him in here, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you, and you’re going to love it. What will it be?”
Trina did not call me.
In slow motion then, Zack lowered himself between her legs. Soon I was watching his ass moving up and down as he fucked my wife. And he was right Trina was loving it. She also loved it when, after he finished, Liz sucked her husband’s come out of her cunt, then continued to eat her. Trina came with both of them. I had never known her to have two orgasms in one night before.
Trina and I haven’t really discussed about what went on in that bedroom that night, but I kind of have the feeling that, now that Zack and Liz have opened the door for us, I may be finding out still more surprising things about my wife. H.E., Eugene, Oregon