Four months ago my wife, Helen, had her 37th birthday, and for some reason she started to get a little nervous about entering middle age. She stepped up her visits to the gym, started watching her diet more closely, and changed her hairstyle.
Helen is something of a classic Midwestern girl next door. She’s five feet five, weighs 125 pounds, and is in very good condition, with a nice tan. She has delicious 36C breasts, a 25-inch waist, and a perfect pear-shaped ass.
For a while now Helen and I have been thinking about getting a convertible sports car. A couple of weeks ago we stopped in at a few dealers and looked at some used vehicles of the type we wanted. There was one particular red car that my wife was quite fond of, but the price was about three or four thousand dollars over the limit we had set. On the way home, I mentioned to Helen that the way the salesman had been looking at her, she might be able to talk him down in price quite a bit. Helen admitted she had noticed his interest, and acknowledged he had seemed kind of cute, but said she thought he was just anxious to sell a car. But she seemed flattered that the salesman, who I figured was about 10 years younger than she was, had paid so much attention to her, and I began teasing her about how she could seduce this young guy so we could get the car she liked for the price we wanted to pay. Helen took it as a joke.
The following day I suggested to Helen that we should go and test-drive that convertible. I told her to wear a short skirt and sexy top, just in case I needed help in negotiating, and somewhat to my surprise, she did so. Sure enough, the same salesman was there, and eager to wait on us. We found out that his name was Ray, and that he was 28 and single, and was selling cars while he finished his MBA.
I then suggested that Helen take the car out for a test-drive with Ray. Ray seemed to enjoy watching her climb into the driver’s seat, showing a lot of leg as she adjusted the seat and found the pedals. Ray pointed out all the features, and they were off.
About 15 minutes later they returned. Helen was very excited about the car, and Ray was amping up the sales pressure, well aware that we were interested. We spent the next half hour in his office, going over the details of a possible purchase, but as closing time neared we were still two grand apart. Ray seemed heartsick that we weren’t willing to cave in on the price. As we walked toward our car I turned to Ray and told him I was hoping he could think of some way to make this deal work, adding that Helen would do just about anything to get that car.
On the way home Helen asked me what I had meant by that comment, and I repeated my thought about how maybe a nice little romp in the sack would persuade Ray to come down on the price, adding that it would also fulfill my long-term fantasy of watching my wife get fucked by another guy. Helen again treated this as a preposterous suggestion. A few minutes later she reached over and grabbed my crotch, teasing me about having a hard-on from thinking about her getting screwed. I told her that she looked a little flushed herself; her nipples were rock-hard, and I would have bet that her panties were damp as well. Helen said nothing to this, and I ended our conversation by noting that it would be a good experience for her to get fucked by another man at this point in her life.
A few days later Ray called to ask if we’d had any further thoughts about raising our offer. I said not really, but suggested that perhaps he could come over for a drink that Friday night to continue the negotiations. Ray said that sounded like a good idea, and we agreed that he would come over around nine o’clock, after work.
That night I mentioned to Helen that Ray would be coming by the house on Friday. “Just in case you’re in the mood to seduce him,” I told her. She didn’t bother to reply.
The next day I went shopping for Helen. I purchased a pink satin and lace bustier, matching pink satin thong panties, pink stockings, a pink silk blouse, and a short pink skirt, and that night I gave it all to Helen. She thought the outfit was very nice and sexy, but was not sure just where she might wear it. I, of course, suggested that it might be a good outfit to wear when Ray came by on Friday evening.
I think it was at this point that Helen realized how serious I was about having her attempt to seduce Ray. She looked at me for a long time and then asked if I was sure I could handle seeing her with another man. How would I react if she really enjoyed it? I told her I hoped she would, but that I knew we loved each other and didn’t think anything could change that. Without another word, Helen picked up the outfit and went into the bedroom to try it on.
When she came out I couldn’t get over how stunning she looked. The hem of her skirt was a few inches below the top of her gartered stockings, and when she sat down it was quite easy to get a teasing glimpse of her stocking tops. The fit was perfect. Helen admitted that the outfit made her feel elegant, sexy, and a little naughty. I told her that she looked tempting as hell, and that if she wasn’t interested in getting something going with Ray, she probably shouldn’t wear that outfit on Friday night.
All day Friday I kept wondering how Helen would react when Ray showed up, and whether anything would happen. My plan was to have Ray join us on our covered patio, adjacent to our pool and hot tub. The weather was beautiful, warm but not too hot. The patio refrigerator was stocked with drinks and snacks, and as the time approached I put some CDs on the stereo. At a few minutes before nine Helen emerged from our bedroom, again wearing the pink outfit, to which she had added a pair of sexy strap sandals. I handed her a strong margarita and told her how gorgeous she looked, adding that it looked like she was planning to seduce Ray after all. Helen just smiled and said she would take things one step at a time.
At 9:15 the doorbell rang. Helen and I both went to answer it, and as I opened it we were startled to find that Ray was not alone. He quickly introduced us to Matt, the manager of the dealership where he worked. Matt’s first words were, “You’re right, Ray, she is beautiful.”
Helen was a little flustered. She was self-conscious about her outfit, and I sensed that she was even a little disappointed, as it appeared that our plans for the evening were dashed. Ray quickly explained that he was not authorized to negotiate a lower price on the car, so he’d brought Matt along, in case we were still interested.
Matt looked to be about 45 years old, in very good shape, well groomed and with the communication skills and demeanor of a successful businessman. He was polite and gracious, as was Ray. I invited both men out to the patio for a beer. Helen had another margarita, and we chatted for the next half hour or so. Both men obviously enjoyed Helen’s company, watching her every move as well as they could without seeming rude. We all got along well and enjoyed the appetizers, booze, and music, but when we got around to talking about the car, neither side seemed ready to budge.
At one point I mentioned to Matt and Ray that Helen enjoyed dancing, and suggested that they might like to dance with her. Ray went first, asking her if she’d care to join him for a slow dance. Helen gave me a funny look, but accepted the invitation.
Ray held her closely but politely as they danced on the patio. I danced with her next, gently placing my hands on her ass as we moved to the music. Helen whispered in my ear, with mock disappointment, that it was too bad Matt had crashed the party and spoiled my plan. I whispered back to her that Matt’s presence didn’t really spoil anything; it just made things more interesting. Helen picked up my meaning immediately. “Are you serious?” she whispered. “Oh, my God, you are!”
“Look,” I told her. “Twenty years from now, when you look back, I’ll bet you’ll wish you’d given it a try.”
The song ended then, and I headed off to fix another drink. As another song started, Helen turned to Matt and said, “It’s your turn.”
Helen danced with Matt a little more closely than she had with Ray, and his hands wandered a little lower, almost resting on her bottom. Ray was next to dance with her, and now he appeared to realize that we were interested in more than negotiating car prices. One of his hands boldly explored Helen’s ass as she nuzzled her head in his neck. The mood was becoming electric. Before the song was over Ray had both hands on her ass and was slowly hiking up her skirt, in plain view of both Matt and me. I felt my cock getting stiff as her stocking tops and garter straps were revealed. Then her ass cheeks came into view, the garter straps and thong panties emphasizing her beautiful curves.
It was now clear to all of us that this wasn’t just dancing. Helen stayed in Ray’s arms as a new song started up, and she appeared to have one hand in front of her, massaging his cock through his pants. Ray began to kiss her, keeping one hand firmly on her nearly bare ass while the other moved toward her breasts. When the long kiss broke, Ray turned Helen around so that she was facing Matt and me. He ground his crotch against her ass, openly fondling her body with both hands as we watched.
Ray then asked Matt to come and help him. Helen smiled at Matt as he rose and came toward her. Matt gave her a brief hug, then stepped back and began to unbutton her blouse. He was eager, but also seemed to be savoring the action as each undone button uncovered more of Helen’s cleavage and the top of her bustier. Ray released her now to unhook and unzip her skirt. Helen joined in the fun by unbuttoning Matt’s shirt and undoing his belt. Matt removed Helen’s blouse and feasted his eyes on her sexy lingerie, while Ray gently slid her skirt over her thighs and down to her ankles. The hot pink lingerie made her look like a classy model.
Ray knelt down, pulled Helen’s ass to his face, and began kissing and licking her shapely bottom. He worked one hand between her legs and was soon massaging her panty-clad mound. As Helen moaned softly, Matt removed his shirt and pants, and then embraced her, nuzzling his face in her exposed cleavage. Helen’s moans got louder, and she clutched at his shorts as his hands went to her shoulder straps and pulled them down, then pushed the bustier cups below her tits. He then focused on sucking and kissing those gorgeous tits, fondling one with his hand while his mouth was busy with the other.
Meanwhile Ray was unhooking the garter straps that held Helen’s stockings in place, then removing her sandals and pulling the stockings down and off. Helen was definitely relishing the attention, squirming with pleasure as four hands and two mouths caressed her body. Ray undid the hooks on her bustier, and shortly she was clad only in her thong panties. For her part, Helen now had her hand inside Matt’s shorts and was doing her own fondling. Soon she had his fully erect cock out of his shorts, while Ray hastily removed his own pants and shirt.
At this point I interjected, asking the group if they were ready to move into the bedroom. “Not yet,” Helen said breathlessly. “It’s time for a hot tub.” With that she scampered across the patio and climbed into the hot tub, still wearing only her panties. Ray and Matt both followed, removing their shorts as they climbed in, sitting on either side of Helen. I turned on the air jets in the spa as the three of them resumed their group grope.
Ray asked Helen to stand up while he removed her panties. He then turned her to face him and had her climb onto him carefully, lowering her onto his cock. Helen moaned as Ray probed her depths. For the next 10 minutes he rocked her body back and forth, controlling her movements with his hands on her ass, while Matt kissed her and fondled her tits. Helen soon began to emit cries of passion, bouncing up and down and intensifying the depth of Ray’s penetration. Finally the two of them climaxed simultaneously, with Helen collapsing onto Ray’s chest.
As Ray and Helen rested, Matt sat up on the edge of the hot tub, his cock standing at full mast, awaiting Helen’s attention. In a few moments my wife climbed off Ray’s body and positioned herself between Matt’s legs. She affectionately kissed and nibbled his cock before taking it in her mouth. For the next several minutes she pleasured Matt with her lips and tongue, her bare boobs floating enticingly just above the water level. As she continued to suck him, Ray recovered sufficiently to position himself behind her and begin fondling her pussy and ass. Helen was giving Matt a fantastic blowjob, taking a good part of his large cock down her throat while she was being pleasured by Ray’s fingers. In a few minutes Ray was hard again, and working his cock into Helen’s cunt from behind.
This was the first time Helen had ever had two cocks in her at once, and she seemed to be relishing the experience. As Matt approached climax, Helen removed her mouth and finished him off with her hand, taking his come on her breasts as she pumped out several heavy streams. No sooner had Matt come than Ray began pounding Helen full force, ramming into her from behind, with his hands on her hips to increase the depth of his strokes. Helen was completely focused on being fucked, closing her eyes and arching her back, grunting and groaning with every thrust, her nipples fully aroused and her tits bouncing wildly, still covered with a shiny coat of Matt’s come. Ray, having already come once, was able to last longer on this second go-round and was giving Helen a hell of a ride. But finally he unleashed his second load of the night inside my wife’s hot cunt.
After that the three of them, exhausted from both the hot sex and the hot tub, climbed into the pool to cool off. I brought them all fresh drinks, and Helen ordered me to strip and get in the pool with them, saying that she needed some fresh cock while the guys recuperated. Helen had clearly decided she was going to enjoy this little adventure!
In the swimming pool Helen explained to the guys that it had been one of my fantasies to see her have sex with another guy. Tonight’s romp, she said, was a one-time event, and would have to serve as my birthday, Christmas, anniversary, and Father’s Day gift for the next three years. Given that, she wanted to know if there was anything else that I’d like to see, to complete this crazy fantasy.
As the other guys grinned, I told her that I had a few ideas, but mostly I was wondering if there was anything in particular she’d like to do. Helen replied that as a matter of fact she had some very specific requests. She wanted to try out Matt’s larger cock in her cunt while Ray and I kissed her tits. And she thought it would be fun to have a pussy-licking contest to see who gave the best head. I then asked Matt and Ray if they had any special requests. Ray was hoping for a blowjob like the one Matt had received, while Matt said he’d love to see my wife do a sexy striptease. Helen said there was no reason we couldn’t do all those things before the night was over.
After cooling off in the pool we all headed into the shower in the master bedroom. Matt and Ray soaped Helen up and had her squeaky clean in no time. She toweled off and said she was going to get dressed for that striptease. She gathered some lingerie and a skirt and blouse from the closet and headed to the guest room to get ready. The rest of us dried off also, and I found robes for the men. I made more drinks and put on some nice dance music. In a few moments Helen returned, swaying to the beat of the music. She had on a black leather miniskirt I hadn’t seen in years, a red satin blouse, black stockings, and high heels.
We all hooted and hollered and cheered her on as she began doing a classic striptease. She first removed her blouse, revealing a sexy red lace bra that displayed her boobs to maximum advantage. The leather skirt was peeled off next, uncovering matching bikini panties and a black satin garter belt. The constant praise from Ray and Matt kept Helen motivated as she massaged her boobs and mound, and replied to their comments by saying that she couldn’t wait for some nice hard cock. The heels and stockings came off next, and then the garter belt. We were soon treated to the sight of those beautiful bare boobs again, and then finally she peeled off the flimsy panties, saying it was time to start that pussy-eating contest.
Helen moved to the center of our king-size bed and ordered Matt to go first. As Matt moved between her legs, she smiled at Ray and said that this would be a good time to give him that blowjob he wanted.
Matt was an experienced pussy eater, and had Helen moaning with pleasure after only a few minutes. As he sucked on her clit Helen had all she could do to keep working on Ray’s cock, and Ray finally pulled out to let her enjoy her impending orgasm. Matt then moved away and told Ray to continue where he’d left off. As Ray worked on Helen’s pussy he intensified the sensation by fingering her anus. Helen erupted in orgasm in a matter of minutes.
Ray then called for me to take over. Helen seemed exhausted as I began to nibble away, but soon she began to get aroused again. She then called for Ray and Matt to position themselves so that she could play with their dicks. When she had pumped them both to full attention, she announced that it was time to feel Matt’s big cock in her pussy. Matt climbed into the missionary position and promised Helen a great ride. He was soon slamming into her well-lubed pussy and making her cry out with pleasure, while Ray and I each feasted on one of her breasts, thus fulfilling her wish.
Matt had great stamina, and kept on fucking her for a long time. Meanwhile Helen’s hands found Ray’s and my cock and began to jack us off. As we all neared climax Helen told us she wanted us all to come on her body, and she expected a full load from each of us. Helen had never liked me to come on her before, and yet here she was encouraging not only me but two other men to ejaculate on her beautiful body! Not that we needed much encouragement. I erupted first, splattering my jism all over Helen’s lovely bouncing boobs. Matt was next, pulling out of her cunt to unload onto her stomach and thighs, while Ray aimed for her mouth but managed to generously splatter her face.
I had never seen Helen orgasm so hard or so long as she did then. Her come-covered body bucked and spasmed again and again, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, and the sounds that came from her in between gasps were cries of pure animal ecstasy.
The guys cleaned up in the shower, then got dressed and thanked us profusely as they headed for the door. When they were gone Helen kissed me passionately, saying, “God, I can’t believe I did that! I can’t believe how good it felt!”
The next day Ray called and told me that we could come by and pick up the convertible anytime, as he and Matt had agreed that our offer was a fantastic deal. That afternoon Helen and I went to get the car, with Helen dressed in her pink outfit. The guys both grinned when they saw her, and as she signed the contract she told them that every time she drove that car she would remember the great night we had spent together.
I told them that went double for me.
—C.J., Lincoln, Nebraska