Two's Company, Three's a Party Ch. 01

My wife, Ann, and I have been married for five years. We both just turned thirty and will eventually start a family but we aren't quite ready for that kind of responsibility right now. We are both establishing our careers, and we want to do some traveling and have some fun first.

I was immediately attracted to Ann who is a little taller than most women at 5'8". She is a brunette with blonde highlights and average weight although she thinks she could lose a couple of pounds. Her B-cup breasts are in proportion to her frame and I simply love her wider hips and heart-shaped ass. For me, it was love at first sight.

We met in a bar shortly after we both graduated from college and I remember telling my buddy, Steve, "I'm going to marry that girl."

He laughed at me because he thought I was crazy seeing I hadn't even spoken to her yet.

I'm not so sure Ann's love for me was that sudden but she often tells me, "Of course, it was love at first sight, Chuck."

I think she is being kind but it doesn't matter now. We have a great relationship and hardly ever argue. We annoy each other at times but we're both pretty laid back so it never lasts very long. We are secure enough in the strength of our relationship that we aren't the jealous type and we give each other the freedom to socialize with our respective friends.

The two things that cause the most problems in a marriage are money and sex but we don't have those concerns. We both have decent paying jobs so we are financially secure and our sex life is pretty darn good. We have sex several times per week and have been open to experimenting with our desires to keep things fresh.

We role-play with some costumes that I like Ann to dress up in such as a schoolgirl, a French maid, and a slave girl. She has an extensive collection of lingerie too. I especially like outfits that have stockings as part of them that accentuate her slender legs but I also like some of her chemises.

Sometimes, we have sex for stress relief which isn't always the best and sometimes one or both of us just needs to get laid. It isn't unusual for us to have a morning quickie on occasion either. It certainly is a nice way to start the day. Our co-workers must like it when we come to work relaxed and with a smile on our faces.

Ann has an adventurous side to her and she is not averse to giving me road head if we are driving on a long trip. Most of the time no one knows what she is doing because they can't see her. However, one time she was sucking my dick while we were driving a couple of hours to visit her parents, and traffic got backed up because of construction. A truck was alongside us but Ann never stopped blowing me. I couldn't see the driver's face but any normal guy would be watching. Ann turned around to see if he was watching and he gave her the thumbs up. She waved and went back to sucking me off.

I couldn't believe it didn't bother her to be seen like that but she seemed to suck my dick with even more enthusiasm when she knew someone was watching. There was no way I was going to stop her because I love her blow jobs. After I came in her mouth, she swallowed every drop. The trucker honked his horn a couple of times to let her know he appreciated her show.

As we were driving, I mentioned to her, "I'm surprised you kept blowing me when the trucker could see what you were doing."

"I thought it was kind of fun. He'll remember that for the rest of his life and tell all his buddies about it. We were in the safety of our car and we'll never see him again."

From that day on, we played a game where Ann would tease truckers by showing off her tits and pussy to them to see their reaction. It was harmless fun and it made her horny so everyone was a winner. One time she was wearing a sundress while giving me road head and I pulled up alongside a truck. I reached over to pull her dress over her back so the trucker could get a nice view of her ass too.

Our trucker experiences unleashed an exhibitionist side to Ann that we both enjoyed. We were camping one time and didn't think anyone was around so we were a little careless in not securing the flap to the entrance of our tent. As we were fucking the wind was blowing it aside. Ann noticed a couple of young men watching us. I was going to get up to close the flap but she wrapped her legs around my back and wouldn't let go.

Once again, I wasn't going to be the one to stop in the middle of fucking my beautiful wife and she started to moan louder, begging me to fuck her hard. I think she wanted them to hear her. She started to cum which triggered my orgasm. Our audience left shortly thereafter.

I wondered why it didn't bother her to be seen having sex and she replied, "I don't know. They were adults and I liked putting on a show for them. Did it bother you that they saw me naked?"

"Not really. I kind of like the fact they will be jerking off later wishing they could have fucked you too."

From that day forward, Ann and I enjoyed having sex outdoors or in situations where we might get caught. It might be outdoors while we were camping or hiking or it might be when we rented a cabin and we'd leave the shades open. Most times we never knew if someone was watching but the thrill of possibly getting caught gave us an additional thrill.

We definitely got caught one night while on vacation. It was late at night and we brought a blanket to the beach. It was pretty romantic to be sharing a bottle of wine under the full moon and stars listening to the waves crashing along the shore. One thing led to another and we ended up making love.

We weren't the only ones enjoying a late night on the beach. Two couples strolled by us about thirty feet away and it was obvious what we were doing. Being seen fucking late at night only added to our pleasure. We laughed about it when we were done.

Our sex life wasn't all fun and games and a few months ago we seemed to be stuck in a rut. We were both working long hours trying to get ahead in our careers and our personal lives suffered. We were both tired and our intimacy seemed to have plateaued. We were still having sex but not as often and we got into a routine.

We were lying in bed after having sex one night and I asked Ann, "Do you have any fantasies you have that you haven't told me about?

"I don't know, do you have any?"

"I asked you first, " I replied as there was an obvious reluctance to expose a secret desire that might upset our spouse.

We went back and forth a couple of times before agreeing that if we shared our secrets the other person couldn't get angry. Now that we had our deal, Ann went first.

"I've, uh, you know, wondered what it would be like to have a threesome."

She waited for my reaction and I replied, "Yeah, it would be pretty hot to have two women in bed."

I had gotten my hopes up that I might have a threesome with Ann and another woman until my wife said, "Well, I was thinking about two guys."

"Oh," was the only word that came out of my mouth. I felt a bit dumb for thinking she'd want another woman to join us.

That led to the inevitable question of who we'd like to share a bed with and our equal reluctance to say who we'd like to have join us. We had to, once again, agree not to get angry with one another for an honest answer. It couldn't be a movie star either. Neither one of us was the jealous type which made it easier, along with the wine we were drinking. I had to go first seeing Ann went first the last time.

"Well, if I had to choose someone, I guess it would be Sharon."

"I knew you'd pick her."

Sharon was Ann's college roommate and best friend. They lived together for a couple of years after college too until Ann moved into my apartment a year before we got married. She was the maid of honor at our wedding and was a fun-loving woman. Sharon is tall, maybe 5'10" with auburn hair and big brown eyes. She has big D-cup breasts that she loves to flaunt in low-cut tops and cleavage revealing dresses. She has wider hips and her butt fills out a pair of leggings or shorts. Ann had told me that Sharon was always the wild one in their crowd of friends, unlike my more reserved wife. Sharon and I would always playfully flirt with one another. It never caused a problem because Ann knew her best friend would never sleep with me and that I would never seriously pursue her. Sharon is a sexy woman who exudes confidence that makes her even sexier.

I was surprised when Ann mentioned my friend Steve as someone she'd like to sleep with. I had no idea she looked at him that way but it made sense when Ann explained it.

"Steve is the consummate gentleman which gives him a certain charm. He works out so he has a decent body. I've also noticed quite the lump in his shorts or swim trunks. I don't know, it kind of makes me wonder what he'd be like in bed."

I found that interesting and verified that Steve is well-hung from the times I've seen him in the locker room after some pickup basketball games at the gym.

I went on to tell my wife, "I don't want to ruin your fantasy but I don't think I could handle you getting fucked by another man."

"I understand, Chuck. I don't know if I could handle seeing you with another woman either but it's just a silly fantasy."

We didn't make any plans to live out our fantasies, however, it did help fuel our sex life.

If we were out to dinner, I would point out a good-looking single guy and ask Anne, "Check him out. Do you think he'd be any good in bed?"

She would answer, "Umm, he's cute. Should I see if he wants to come home with us?"

Later in the bedroom, I'd have her pretend she was fucking him. If Steve were over the house, I'd tease her after he left which would carry over into the bedroom. On occasion, I'd even have her call me "Steve" while I was fucking her.

Other times, Ann would tease me with thoughts of Sharon and her big tits and full, round ass. Sharon didn't live near us so it was harmless fun. If we were out, she would also point out cute girls to tease me. Never once did we ask one another to act upon our fantasies.

One night after Ann and I had been drinking at home, I don't know why I asked Ann about her relationship with Sharon but I just blurted it out. It was probably due to all the pillow talk we did about threesomes.

"So, after living with Sharon all those years, did you and her ever, you know, hook up?"

"What kind of question is that? Did you and Steve ever hook up?"

"No, but it's different with girls."

"How is it different?"

"I don't know, girls don't become outcasts if they experiment?"

"That's the dumbest thing you've ever said. I think it's just a guy's fantasy that women 'hook up' with each other. And no, Sharon and I never did anything like that."

The only good part of that conversation was that Ann was smiling. I never broached the subject again but a guy could dream about his wife hooking up with another hot chick.

Our sex life did perk up a bit as Ann and I continued to playfully talk about a potential threesome. We both kept our original positions that we didn't think we could handle our spouse fucking someone else but it was fun to think and talk about it.

I got a twinkle in my eye one day when over dinner one night, Ann told me that Sharon was coming into town to spend a long weekend with us. I got the biggest grin on my face which she noticed immediately.

"Don't even think about it."

"Think about what?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. It ain't gonna happen so don't even think about it."

"Don't kill my dreams so fast, honey. Besides, you can't stop me from thinking about it,"

"You're such a pervert, Chuck."

"Yeah, but you knew that when you married me, " I replied with a grin.

We hadn't seen Sharon in more than a year and we were both looking forward to seeing her. We always ate, drank, and laughed a lot whenever she was around. We saw a lot of each other when I was dating Ann and even spent some nights and weekends at their apartment. I considered her a friend also but not in the same vein as Ann. Sharon was coming in on Thursday evening and leaving on Sunday morning. Ann took off work on Friday to enjoy a long weekend with our house guest.

When Sharon arrived, Ann greeted her at the door with a big hug and a kiss. They were both giddy as schoolgirls having not seen each other in a long time. I gave her a big hug too and felt those big titties pressing against my chest. Ann showed her to the guest room so she could unpack while we heated a pizza in the oven.

Ann and I were in the living room with a bottle of wine when Sharon joined us. She was wearing a simple light gray nightgown that looked like a long tank top that came to just above her knees. It wasn't sexy but I immediately noticed how her big breasts were jiggling underneath and the fabric was translucent so I could scarcely make out her dark areola through the top. Her nipples were poking out like headlights leading the way. I could see the outline of her thick thighs and bikini panties when the light shone from behind.

I poured Sharon a glass of wine as she joined Ann on the sofa while I relaxed in my recliner. She and Ann began to reminisce while I cut and served the pizza. The ladies did most of the talking while I enjoyed seeing the pleasant look on my wife's face from being with her best friend again.

I'm a normal guy and was enjoying the view of looking at Sharon's breasts and comparing them to my wife's who was also braless under her tank top. Ann's legs are more slender and one of the things I like most about her body. Sometimes when Sharon would set her wine glass down on the coffee table or reach for more pizza, she'd leave her legs parted affording me a quick glimpse of her pink panties. There was a noticeable cameltoe too.

I'm loyal to my wife but that doesn't mean I couldn't look at Sharon and undress her with my eyes. I had seen her in a bikini before and had peeks down her blouse or up her skirt before so that night wasn't unusual. I think she was more casual around me because she'd known me so long and felt comfortable around our house. We had seen a lot of each other when I spent time in the apartment she shared with my wife too. It didn't matter to me, I was going to check out anything she was showing.

I still had to work on Friday so I left them to talk into the wee hours of the morning. They were going to spend the next day together and meet up with some girlfriends later that night. They took a rideshare to the restaurant before I got home from work and I was going to pick them up so they didn't have to worry about drinking and driving.

Thankfully, it wasn't that late when they called for me to pick them up. They were at a bar and when I got there they were pretty drunk and feeling no pain. Ann was dressed in a pair of black leggings and a beige cami crop top and was looking good. Sharon had on a V-neck shirt that showed a generous amount of her cleavage and a short tight skirt which was equally appealing.

I got out of the car to help the two drunk friends get into the back seat. Ann got in first and I checked out her tight ass before she slid across the backseat to make room for her friend. When Sharon climbed in, her legs parted and I was pleasantly surprised to see that she wasn't wearing panties. I got a great view of her pussy and trimmed auburn pubic hair. I got another peek as she slid further into the backseat.

Sharon then said, while slurring her words, "I'm sorry, Ann but I think I just flashed your husband."

"Don't worry, I'm sure he didn't mind a bit."

I jokingly replied, "Ah, you embarrassed me, Sharon. I'm kinda shy, you know."

"Yeah, sure you are. Well, I hope you enjoyed the show."

"I sure did. I always wondered if the carpet matched the drapes."

"I'm all natural, Chuck, as you can see."

When we got home, I helped the girls get out of the car like a true gentleman or pervert, you can decide which one for yourself. Sharon knew I was hoping to get another peek up her skirt and her legs parted wide as she got out. I knew she did it on purpose this time so I gave her a quick wink to silently thank her for the show. I looked at Ann and she knew exactly what was going on but she didn't seem angry.

We all changed when we got inside and met back in the living room. I put on my usual shorts and T-shirt while Ann put on a short nightgown. When Sharon joined us, she was wearing dark blue pajama shorts and a matching cami top. I couldn't see her areola but her prominent nipples were sticking out. Her breasts were bouncing unencumbered and I couldn't help but wonder what those beauties looked like. She knew I was checking her out and made sure I saw her meaty ass in her satin shorts too.

We didn't stay up that much longer and when Ann and I got into the bedroom she asked, "Are you horny at all? I could use a quickie tonight."

"What got you all worked up?"

"Don't get mad but a couple of guys tried to pick up me and Sharon. It's nice to know I still have it, you know."

"Oh, you still have it, baby."

"Does that make you jealous?"

"Not as long as you come home to me, darling."

"Besides, I figured you might be horny after looking at Sharon like that too."

"It's not every day you get to see a good-looking woman's pussy."

"She thinks you're cute too. She always has."

"Oh, you're just teasing me now."

We quickly stripped off our clothes. I dove between my wife's legs and began to eat her pussy while she told me about the guys that tried to pick them up in the bar. They were younger guys in their mid-twenties. They were cute but nothing to brag about. It did make Ann feel nice to have other men flirting with her. I could tell her how hot she was all day long and she'd never believe me. However, after hearing it from strangers, it got her juices flowing and I was the recipient of their efforts.

After I ate Ann to an orgasm, I climbed between her legs and easily slipped my hard dick into her eager pussy. She was teasing me by wondering if the young guys were any good in bed and reminding me of how sexy Sharon was looking that night.

"Those guys were handsome but you know what I like in bed. I wonder if one of them would have joined us in a threesome."

We had talked about our fantasies before and about people we saw in bars and restaurants so I knew she was playing to that fantasy.

"You know they'd like to be in bed with us right now taking turns fucking you just like I am."

"I bet you'd like to see what Sharon's like in bed too, wouldn't you?"

That sounded like a trap question to me so I avoided it but I couldn't help but wonder if Sharon's pussy tasted and felt as good as it looked. I would love to get a look at those big titties too but if I saw them, I'd want to touch and feel them, and then suck on those big nipples of hers. I wasn't going to tell Ann that though but she already knew that.

"I'd only like to be with Sharon if you were there, dear."

I was thinking of fucking Sharon as I unloaded my jizz into my wife.

The next morning, the ladies were a little hungover and I was already preparing a big pot of coffee and breakfast when they crawled out of bed and dragged themselves into the kitchen. I made us bacon and eggs along with some biscuits and gravy which always seemed to help with a hangover.

Sharon appreciated my efforts and jokingly said to Ann, "At least Chuck is good for one thing."

I replied, "Make that two things. I'm Ann's trophy husband," and I gave her a wink and a grin.

"She does brag that you're good in bed."

"And she ain't lying, right honey?"

"I can't complain. You're my stud muffin, babe."

The ladies informed me they were going to spend the day shopping and going to a spa to get manicures and pedicures. Sharon was going to take us to dinner at our favorite restaurant later that evening. We told her she didn't have to do that but she insisted. I spent the day doing some chores and watching a ballgame on TV.