Abby & Andrew… and Shane

I slowed to a walk to cool down before going back to our apartment. I had a sudden idea, so I took out my phone and made reservations at Abby's favorite Italian restaurant. It was walking distance from our apartment in an older part of town. It was a small, cozy place with great ambience. I got home and told Abby we had a date, and I wanted her to dress sexy for me.

"How sexy?" she smiled at me.

"Well, it's a dinner date, so not too over the top. I mean, you're sexy in everything, but I was thinking little black dress sexy."

Her eyes lit up. She liked to dress up. She went into the guest room where my less used clothes stayed, coming out with a black suit I had worn to a friend's wedding not long ago.

"If I'm dressing up, so are you!" She showed me the suit, then took it back into the guest room. "You have thirty minutes to shower and then get out of the room so I can prepare."

I took a quick shower, then got the things I needed from our room. I knew I had some time to kill before I needed to put my suit on, so I settled onto the couch in my boxers. Our cat Bagheera found my lap and I channel surfed until an hour before our reservation. I was dressed and ready when the bedroom door opened and Abby came out. When she saw my eyes pop open she smiled and came over to hug me.

"No matter how many times I get that reaction, it always makes me tingle," as she kissed me.

Her black dress hugged her curves perfectly. The plunging neckline showed the inner slopes of her breasts and the bumps of her nipples and piercings were obvious. The bottom of her dress was also tight and showed off her firm ass, with the hem an inch or two below the curve of her ass showing off lots of muscular thigh. Her legs were bare, and the three-inch heels had her almost as tall as me. She had a simple gold paperclip necklace that matched her tan skin perfectly.

"You are so beautiful. And sexy. I'm the luckiest guy in the world." I kissed her back, then we left for the short walk to the restaurant.

We enjoyed delicious bruschetta and wine for our appetizer, then pasta and salad. The restaurant was dark, with only about ten tables. We had a small table in the back, and there was quiet music playing in the background. We both loved Italian food and ate at this restaurant at least once a month. After we finished our dinner and shared a creme brulee, I brought up the subject we both knew was on our minds.

"I've thought a lot about last night." I started.

"Me too," she gave me a quick smile as she sipped her wine. "How do you feel about it now?"

"I'm OK with it. Not just OK. I liked it a lot, more than I ever imagined I would. But I want to make sure we are on the same page with anything that may happen going forward." I reached out and she entwined her fingers in mine.

"I agree. So you want to move forward? For more to happen?" She looked at me, and I could see that she was a little nervous, and probably more than a little turned on at the thought. I needed to hear her say what she wanted.

"What do you want, Abby? I know I have a say, but this is more about you." I gave her hand a squeeze and a reassuring smile.

She took a deep breath and then a sip of wine. "You know I never, ever dreamed we would be talking about something like this."

I nodded in agreement. I never imagined this in any of my fantasies.

"Last night was the horniest I have ever felt in my life," she admitted. "It wasn't just Shane, or his monster..." she paused and looked around, seeing that our table was very private, then whispered "his monster cock. It was the whole situation. Having you watching me, and seeing how turned on you were, made it even hotter."

"Are you serious about trying to deepthroat him?" I knew how much dirty talk turned Abby on. None of her friends or coworkers would believe the things she'd say when she was horny.

"I think so. I know I want to give him a blow job." She bit her lip as she told me that she wanted to suck another man's cock. And not just any other man, but our best friend. "I looked online about how to deepthroat a big cock, and I'm pretty sure that if I practice enough I'll be able to do it."

"I want to watch you," I said, letting her know I wasn't upset with her for wanting it. I also knew that she was the type that once she decided to do something she would keep trying until she succeeded.

"It will take a LOT of practice," she looked at me and licked her lips. "Is that something you are OK with?"

"Are you asking me if I'm OK with you sucking Shane's cock... a lot?" she nodded, taking a deep breath. "I'm OK with it if he is." I gave her a big smile.

"I will make it good for you both, I promise," she giggled. "God, I can't believe we're talking about this."

"I'm glad we are talking about it. As long as we keep talking everything will work out fine. This is something we both have to want for it to work."

"I know," she nodded. "If either of us ever wants things to stop it will."

We left the restaurant and walked toward our apartment. We were approaching Mel's, a little bar we liked to hang out in. "Do you want to stop in for a drink?" I asked as we got closer.

"If you want. But our talk has me thirsty for something I can't get in the bar..."

"Home it is!" I smiled down at her, putting my arm around her waist as we walked past. As soon as we got into the apartment I pulled her in for a long kiss, my hands pulling her skirt up to her waist and finding her ass bare. "Hmm, I love your smooth skin."

She had one hand between us squeezing my quickly hardening cock as I slid my hands up, feeling the tiny waistband of her panties. Breaking the kiss I stepped back. "I want to look at you."

I backed up until the back of my legs hit the couch. She was standing across from me, her eyes shining with lust. I sat down and watched her shrug the straps of her dress off of her shoulders. It slipped down, catching for a second on her hard nipples before falling to the floor around her feet. "Is this what you want to see?" she asked as she stepped out of the dress and came closer to me. She was naked except for her heels and a tiny black g-string. I could see her plump pussy lips clearly through the sheer material when she stopped in front of me with her feet spread apart. "See how wet my pussy is, Andrew? I've been horny all day, starting with our morning fuck. Since jerking off Shane last night, I can't stop thinking about what his cock will taste like. How much it will fill my mouth. How much cum he will feed me."

As she spoke she put one leg on the couch and pulled the crotch of her panties aside, giving me an up close view of her wet pussy. She then knelt and pulled my pants and underwear down. I was still wearing my shirt and suit jacket, and with her help I kicked off my shoes and she tossed my pants to the side. Her hands slid up my thighs to my already hard cock. She gripped the base and licked her lips, then leaned forward and kissed the tip. As I watched she took the head into her mouth and moaned as she pressed further, her lips gliding down the shaft until they were buried in my pubes. I could feel the tip of my cock at the back of throat. Her tongue never stopped moving as she slowly pulled off and slowly stroked it as she looked up at me.

"I love feeling your cock in my mouth. It makes me so wet. Thinking of you watching me suck on Shane's fat cock makes me crazy horny." She dove back down on my cock, one hand on my belly and the other holding my balls as she fucked her mouth on my cock. I had been horny all day also, so it didn't take long for me to unload in her mouth. When she felt me start to cum she pulled back and held the head in her mouth, her tongue darting all over the spurting tip as she stroked my shaft with one hand and massaged my balls with the other.

I stripped off the rest of my clothes and we switched positions. Her panties hit the floor, then she had her legs spread wide with her ass at the edge of the couch. I attacked her sexy pussy with my mouth, licking her from base to clit over and over. She grabbed my head and pressed me deep, "Oh yeah! Eat my pussy. I love your mouth on my pussy. Oh god!" She shook as she came, but I knew she wasn't finished. I kept licking, shoving my tongue deep into her tight hole. A few minutes later I could feel her tensing as she approached another orgasm.

"You're going to make me cum again," she pushed her legs further apart, then reached down and peeled her pussy open. "Suck my little clit, Andrew!"

I pursed my lips over the tiny nub and sucked hard, flicking it with my tongue until she began to spasm and moan out as another orgasm rippled through her.

An hour later we were in bed. Before she drifted off to sleep she whispered in my ear, "I can't wait for tomorrow!"

I woke up to the delicious feeling of my cock engulfed in a hot, wet mouth. Abby had always loved sex, but this new thing with Shane had her going crazy. When she realized I was awake she shifted around until her ass was at my shoulder. I let my hand wander over her ass and thighs, then slid between her legs to her pussy. She shifted her legs apart as she moaned on my cock. I teased a finger between her lips and felt the wetness ready to gush out. I slowly worked my thumb into her wet hole as I teased her clit with my index finger. She responded by shoving her face hard against my cock, like she was trying to get me into her throat. I thought to myself that if things went the way I expected today, she would have more cock in her mouth than she could handle. At the thought of her gagging on Shane's cock, I felt my cock jerk and start to spew. She groaned deep in her chest as she gulped down my load. Before I could get her off she wiggled away from me and turned around, giving me a salty kiss.

"Mmm, thank you for that yummy treat! I need to eat and get ready for my tennis match." She slid off the bed and I watched her naked ass wiggle as she went into the bathroom.

I was downstairs with our breakfast ready when she came downstairs. We usually just had a simple breakfast, so today I made us greek yogurt and fruit. She was wearing a new tennis outfit that I hadn't seen before. Her shorts were light blue, and so short that the bottom of her ass cheeks were showing. The crotch was so tight her plump pussy made a sexy camel toe. The tank top was the same color blue, made of stretchy material that molded to her perky tits and showed every bump. The T-back left most of her back bare and was cut to leave most of her sides bare also. It was basically a halter top. She saw me looking her over and grinned, "I've never worn this one, but thought it might distract Shane enough for me to beat him a game or two."

"I think you may shut him out wearing that!" I laughed.

We ate and then I took her the short drive to the club. I dropped her off and headed back home to check a few emails and then take a shower. Abby was going to ride with Shane back to his place where I would meet them after their match. I was distracted as I answered a few emails. I couldn't help but wonder how Shane reacted to Abby's sexy outfit. Even though Abby had given me a great morning blow job I could feel my cock twitching at the prospect of her giving Shane a blow job later. I was sure that the same thought was going through their minds as they played tennis.

I had just finished my shower and was dressing when I heard my phone ding. I picked it up from the bedside table and opened the message from Abby. "We're finished. I lost but took him to a tiebreaker! Shane suggested Barley's for lunch. Want to meet us there?"

I quickly replied, "Sounds good! I'll be there in 20."

I had put my shoes on when my phone dinged again. This time Abby had sent a picture. She was in the women's locker room standing in front of a full-length mirror. She had on a short white summer dress that was completely unbuttoned, letting me see that she was braless. I could see her white panties, and she had her favorite pair of white Chucks on her feet. The caption read "How many buttons?"

Barley's was a sports bar that catered to a younger crowd, so I knew she could be a little daring there. I replied, "Leave the two bottom ones and three top ones unbuttoned."

She replied with a thumbs up emoji. I got to Barley's first and found an empty high-top table in the bar area. A couple of minutes later Shane and Abby came in. She had her arm through his and they were smiling and laughing. The short white dress showed off Abby's sexy body perfectly. With every step the tops of her thighs were exposed, and it was unbuttoned enough on top that the top gaped open showing off a lot of her chest and the inner slopes of her tits. I stood and shook his hand, then got a hug and kiss from her. We got situated and ordered drinks. The table was a small round one, and Abby sat close to me on my left side, with Shane across from us.

"Sorry we were late," Abby grinned across the table at Shane. "Somebody needed a moment to pull himself together."

"Oh yeah?" I looked from Abby to Shane.

"The outfit she wore to play tennis was bad enough, then she came out of the locker room wearing THAT!" He waved at her outfit. "Not only does she look sexy as hell in it, but on the way over here she kept almost flashing me. Little tease!"

I just shook my head. "Now you see what I put up with every day."

"He said it would be a little, um, hard to walk, so I went to the ladies room to give him a minute." She leaned toward Shane and whispered, "how have I never noticed your third leg before when we've played tennis?"

"I usually wear a jockstrap, but it's horribly uncomfortable. Since you already know my secret I decided not to wear it today."

"Well, I'm not complaining. I enjoyed seeing it bulging against your thigh. Luckily for me, girls don't have issues walking when they are turned on."

"What are you trying to say, Abby?" I teased her.

"I'm saying..." Just then our server stopped by, so we ordered a basket of fries and some wings. When she walked away Shane and I looked at Abby.

"You were saying?" Shane prompted.

"I am saying that my pussy is soaking wet. I can still walk, though. As a matter of fact, I like feeling my lips all slick and gooey when I'm walking."

Both Shane and I groaned at the visual, making Abby laugh. We spent the next hour eating and talking about everything except what was foremost on our minds, although there was plenty of sexual innuendo sprinkled throughout our conversation. Shane finished his beer and excused himself to go to the restroom. As soon as he walked away Abby looked at me. I knew what she wanted me to say. I also knew I wanted the same thing.

"Having fun?" I put my hand on her bare thigh under the table.

"Yes, but I think we could have more fun..." she looked at me with her eyes shining.

"I think so too. I think it would be fun to go to Shane's so you could suck his cock."

"Ohhh, that made my pussy twitch," she whispered as she leaned over and kissed me. "What about him touching me? We never discussed that."

Before I could reply, I saw Shane coming back. After he sat down I looked Erin Abbybtinhim. "Do you still want us to come over for a while? I think Abby wants some dessert."

Shane looked from me to Abby, then broke out in a big smile. "I would love that. You're both sure?"

"Very sure," I said, and Abby nodded. We paid our tab and walked into the parking lot. Shane had parked next to me so we walked together to the cars and stopped.

"My bag is in Shane's car," Abby turned to open the door.

"Why don't you ride with him? I'll follow." We were between our cars now, and as I spoke I unbuttoned the three buttons holding her dress together. I could feel her shaking when I finished.

"This is all new territory for us, and I don't want things to get awkward." I looked at Shane, then opened Abby's dress so he could see her bare body only covered by her white thong, "I'm OK with you touching Abby anywhere that she's comfortable with. I'll let her tell you her limits on the way to your house."

With that I opened the passenger door to Shane's Mercedes. She got in and I leaned in to give her a kiss. "I really am fine with him touching you everywhere," I assured her as Shane went around to get in the driver's seat.

I followed them to Shane's house, about a fifteen minute drive. I couldn't see much through the small back window of Shane's car, but it did look like they each had a hand in the other's lap. Shane's house was in the back of a fairly new development, with only one other house on his cul de sac. He pulled into the garage and I parked my Outback in the driveway. He was at the passenger door, holding it open for Abby. She stepped out and the first thing I noticed was her white thong in her hand. She had her tennis bag in her other hand, and looked at me as she stuffed her panties in it. We walked into the house and stood in an awkward triangle in the living room. I knew that Shane wasn't going to make the first move on my wife, and she seemed unsure about what she should do as she looked from me to Shane.

"Let's take your bag to the guest room," I suggested. She nodded and we went down the hall to the guest room. I put her bag on the bed, and turned her to me for a hug.

"I'm so horny I can't think straight!" She pulled me in for a wet kiss. "Could you see us in the car?"

I shook my head 'no' and she gave me a grin. "Shane asked me to take my panties off as soon as I got in the car, and he had his hand on my pussy for the entire drive here. I was stroking his cock through his shorts and it was rock hard."

"Did you like feeling his hand on your pussy?"

She nodded quickly. "Yes! I'm soaking wet."

"Then let's not keep Shane waiting. Remember, he's our friend, so there is no need to be nervous. More than anything this should be fun for all of us!" I hugged her again, my hands on her bare sides.

She gave me a smile, and I saw her relax. "Thank you for reminding me to have fun. I do want to suck Shane's big cock."

We walked hand in hand back into the living room. We had just been gone a minute or two, and Shane was standing in the same spot in front of the couch. His eyes went to Abby. Her dress was completely unbuttoned, and the inner slopes of her firm breasts were on display, as well as her taut belly and bald pussy. I kissed the back of her neck and put my hands on her shoulders, guiding her closer to Shane and pulling the dress off of her shoulders. The dress fell, completely exposing her breasts as it slid down her arms.

"We're all friends here," I looked from Shane to Abby, "and we all want this to happen. Let's relax and have fun."

I stepped back and gave them both a smile and nod. Shane let out a breath he had been holding, and Abby's eyes had the playful glint that I knew meant she was ready. She straightened her arms and let her dress fall to the floor, leaving her wearing only her Chucks. Her hands went to Shane's shirt and she pushed it up. "I don't think I should be the only one naked."

Shane pulled his shirt off while Abby pushed his shorts and boxers down his legs. He was already barefoot, and quickly kicked his clothes away to stand naked in front of Abby. His cock was not completely hard, and it was so heavy it hung straight down, almost to his knees. I couldn't help but feel a bit inadequate seeing the sheer size of his dick. Abby reached out both hands and lifted it, looking at it with a mix of awe and lust. I could see it growing in her hands as she stroked it slowly. She looked over at me and licked her lips.

"Andrew, you should be naked too." Looking at Shane she gave him a wicked grin. "Sit down, Shane, and get comfortable. I want to taste your big, beautiful cock."

She moved with him as he took a step back to the couch and sat down. She knelt between his legs, her hands never letting go of his now fully erect shaft. I stripped and sat on the love seat, no more than three feet from them. I could see that Abby had lost her nervousness now that everyone was naked, and she was focused on the giant cock in front of her. She held it with her left hand gripping the base so that it was jutting up from Shane's crotch. Her right hand moved to Shane's belly, gliding across is abs, tracing the tan line at his waist, then sliding into his pubes and between his legs. I looked at Shane and he had his eyes closed as my wife's hand gently cupped his balls. They were so big they overflowed her hand. The hand gripping his shaft was slowly moving up and down.