Title: Hubby's Plaything
Author: Eskimo1958
Summary: Sarah decides to reward her husband for his years of faithfulness.
She wasn't sure how to accomplish this,until an old friend returns to town.  Keywords: M/F, M/FF, rom,cuckquean,female cuckold



   Hubby's Plaything

   by Eskimo1958

   Sarah and John had a typical marriage.  Both average in every way. 
Average household income, average three bedroom house in the average
suburban neighborhood of the average American city.  And now, done raising
their average three children and putting them through college.  John, at
six-two and two-hundred and ten pounds, still somewhat in shape at
forty-seven, even with a bit of a belly, he works as an accountant at a
large corporation.  He's slightly balding with a touch of gray hair, and
shaves everyday, whether he needs to or not.  His hobbies are watching
sports, and playing golf, with a little bit of fishing thrown in.

   Sarah, typical American wife at five-three, long curly blonde hair,
which she keeps blonde faithfully with monthly visits to her hairdresser.
At forty-six, she's still looking young, although her 38c's are just not as
firm as they use to be.  And, her butt has gotten a bit bigger over the
years.  Working in an office environment has taken it's toll on her
posterior as well as her middle, but she's still not flabby.  She enjoys
gardening when she can, as well as reading.  Both still enjoy the outdoors
and camping.

   But then there's sex.  Sarah has never been a big fan of it, as she has
always considered it greatly over rated.  Of course, she has a low sex
drive, thanks to a very small clit that takes forever for her hubby to take
care of.  Not that he minds, he enjoys the challenge.  Plus, when she does
cum, it's like the apocalypse.  But Sarah, she isn't satisfied with her
orgasms.  Yeah, she enjoys her orgasms, but the whole deal leading up to it
is way too time consuming.

   So, they're celebrating twenty-six years of marriage in three months, as
they tied the knot in his third year of college.  Of course, the fact she
put out one night and forgot to make him wear a rubber caused the marriage.
But they got a healthy baby boy out of it, the first of three kids, the two
girls born three and four years after the oldest.

   The house seems so empty now.  The youngest girl has been out of the
house for a few months now after her own marriage.  She's rather lonely, it
seems.  John never was much of a conservationist.  And their hobbies don't
really lend to mutual fun.  She can't stand golf, he found that out the one
time he took her out.  Promised to never try that again.  They do go off
camping more.  But, that involves John wanting to fuck her ragged all
night. Not exactly her cup of tea.  The house is almost paid for, John has
worked his ass off since the kids were little, and another year, it'll be
their's.

   John was watching football that cool Autumn Saturday evening, Sarah
reading on the couch, some magazine about love and relationships.  This one
was on cheating, and what she read got her thinking.  It talked about how
women that don't satisfy their mates, tend to have hubby's that wander
outside the marriage for some closer companionship.  Everything she read in
the article sounded like her.  She started wondering, has her John ever
cheated on her?

   She put the 'zine down, and looked at her hubby.  Really, she thought,
he still isn't that bad looking.  Sure he's gotten a bit out of shape, the
spare tire about his middle, and he's starting to bald, but has he fooled
around on her?  Her stare was turning into a glare, and as he watched the
game, something told him to look her way.  He saw that look, and
immediately, he didn't like it.  His smile disappeared, as he asked "What?"

   Her face got a pouted look on it, and she picked her magazine up and
started reading it again, saying coldly, "Nothing!"

   He sighed, thinking yeah, right.  He started watching the game again,
wondering what the fuck he did now.  All married men know about this, don't
know what the problem is, but sure as hell know they'll be paying for it
sooner or later.  He was hoping later, as the Fighting Irish were down by
four and driving late in the fourth.  Then he heard it, "John?" Shit, there
goes the game.

   "Yeah Babe?" he responded.

   "Have you ever cheated on me?"

   He chocked on his beer, as he looked over at his wife of so many years.
"Like, when have I had time?" She lowered her head, and resumed reading,
not answering him.  Oh shit, he's in trouble now.  He got a serious look on
his face, adding "No Honey, I've never been with another woman."

   There was silence, as he turned his attention to the game, but she
wasn't satisfied, and he knew it.  Married couples always play this game,
it seems.  And John and Sarah are no exception.  After about ten minutes of
more reading, she asked "Have you wanted to?"

   He laughed, quickly answering "What man hasn't?" Ah shit, he knew that
was the wrong answer, right after the words left his fucking big mouth. 
And now he hollers out "Ah shit!"

   "What?"

   "The damn Irish just fumbled the ball away."

   Wrong thing to say, "I'm sure the football game is more important than
our marriage!" She stood up and stormed out of the room, leaving John
muttering to himself.  He wanted to say 'What's the problem there!', but
held back.  He sat, sighed heavily, and followed his wife to their room. 
She was on the bed, reading the same magazine.

   He sat down and laid up behind her, looking over her shoulder. 
Immediately, he saw the article, and said "You know, you really got to stop
reading such nonsense, it tends to make you think too much."

   She sighed, like she was in pain, making him cringe.  "Well, I know I'm
not that great in the sack."

   "You're fine."

   "It takes me too long to cum."

   "I enjoy the workout."

   "I've gotten a bit of a butt."

   "Some more butt to hold on to when I'm drilling that tight cunt of
yours."

   "And I've never really enjoyed intercourse."

   "That's why my face spends a lot of time in your shaved cunt."

   She rolled onto her back, and looked his way, "So, you've never
cheated."

   "No."

   "But you've thought about it from time to time."

   "Only if they met my standards."

   "Which are?"

   He smiled, "Breathing."

   "You're an ass."

   "You knew that when you married me."

   "I love you."

   "I love you too." He kissed her on the cheek, adding "Are you happy
now?" She nodded her head yes.  "You want me to hold you a spell?"

   "You'll miss your game."

   He answered her by wrapping his arms about her, and pulling her close.
She smiled, and cuddled up with him, satisfied, but still a bit
apprehensive.  As usual, no sex.  And in the morning, she wondered why he
didn't.  Maybe he is cheating after all.  But she dismissed the thought, as
even in this large metro area, she would have heard something by now.

   As most Sundays, she met up with a group of friends, Carol, Alice, Beth
and Eileen.  She told them what had transpired, and they all said her
husband was the most faithful one in the bunch.  Seems they all had caught
their husbands at least once fooling around, but none have ever heard of
her John approaching another woman, even at his place of employment.  Beth,
who works in the same corporation as John, even pointed out that he's even
been hit upon, and he's brushed it off like lint on a sweater.  And then,
Alice said the words that got her thinking, saying "Hell, most other men
would think you should give him time off for good behavior."

   She asked "What do you mean?"

   Alice said "Well, we all know how much you hate sex, most men that get
as little as John find it elsewhere.  So most men would think he deserves
some extra stuff on the side." The others laughed, as Sarah did too,
eventually.  The conversation haunted her the rest of the day and into the
evening.  She sat silently, thinking about that.  Then a thought, if she
allows him to have a girlfriend, maybe it could work to her benefit.  But
then she thought, where could I find a woman willing to be his sex toy?  It
wouldn't be wise to advertise, she chuckled.  Yeah, the ad in the paper
could be interesting.  Then she got to thinking, it would be nice to have
someone else not to just have sex with John, but also to be friends with,
someone to talk to.  She dashed the thought, thinking that it's all
nonsense.  There's no way she could find a woman to fit the bill.

   Three weeks went by, the thought of another woman becoming involved was
still there, but not nearly as strong.  Then, on a Wednesday night, she
answered the phone with a "Hello?"

   A feminine voice on the other end said, "Hi Sarah, it's me, Naomi."

   "Naomi?  My God, I haven't talked to you in ten years!  Where you at?"

   "My brothers house, over on Washington.  Could you meet me for coffee?"

   "Sure, sure thing, where?"

   "How about the Bob Evans on the north side, say, thirty minutes?"

   "Yeah, alright, I'll get ready and drive out in a few, see you there."

   Sarah hung up the phone, a startled look on her face.  John, sitting in
his chair, looked at her, saying "That was Naomi Miller?" She shook her
head yes.  "God, we haven't heard from them since they moved to Arizona
what, ten years ago." He chuckled, "You and her were something else back in
school, weren't you."

   "Yes, we were." She stood up, and walked to the table, grabbing her
purse, "She wants me to meet her for coffee." Coming back she kissed her
husbands forehead, as he watched a ballgame on television.  "I shouldn't be
long."

   He smiled, knowing his wife, it could be hours.  "Bye babe, later."
Yeah, he remembered Naomi.  About five four even, and barely a hundred
pounds.  But a chest that could hurt you.  She married that Miller asshole.
Never liked him, he thought.  Always a bit rough and crude.  He was sure he
had smacking little Naomi around some.

   It took Sarah the full thirty minutes to drive across town to the
restaurant.  Stepping inside, she found Naomi sitting there waiting
patiently.  She stood, and the two embraced, as they greeted each other and
checked each other out.  Sarah was surprised to see that Naomi was still in
somewhat good shape.  Typical housewife though, as her butt had gotten a
bit bigger just like her own, and a bit of a paunch.  But really, unlike
most big-chested women, she wasn't grossly overweight for her age.  And her
long black hair was cut short, with streaks of gray.

   After their embrace, the hostess showed them to a table, and after they
got seated and ordered coffee, Sarah asked "So, what brings you back to
town?"

   "Permanence, I hope."

   "Excuse me?"

   Naomi's eyes got wide, and Sarah saw some moisture, "Our only child
graduated from college three years ago, he's now on the East Coast making
very good money in finance.  I had enough of Brad smacking me around, so I
left him right after Mark's graduation.  The divorce was final last month.
The whole thing was long and messy, so I decided to move back here to live,
and find a job."

   Sarah's mouth dropped.  "Wow!  You've been busy then.  How long you been
in town?"

   "About two weeks."

   "Any offers for jobs?"

   She sighed, "No, that's why I contacted you.  Was hoping you might know
something."

   Sarah thought for a second.  "Well, I might be of some help.  You do
know clerical, right?" Naomi nodded her head yes.  "Let me check some
things out.  I can call you at your brother's?"

   "Yes, at the moment.  I would really like to get out and find my own
place." She sipped her coffee, "I'm sorry, Sarah.  I probably shouldn't
even be bothering you with this."

   "Nonsense," she said, reaching over and squeezing her hand, "I'll gladly
do what I can."

   "So, you and John?"

   It struck her, the thought came back.  "John?  He's very well.  We
celebrate our twenty-sixth shortly.  The kids are all married and out of
the house." She thought, could it be this easy?  She wants a job, maybe at
her own company.  They are shorthanded.  "Um Naomi, what are you doing
tomorrow?"

   "Hitting the streets looking for work."

   "Okay, I'll call you when I get home from work, maybe we'll do dinner.
I'll bring John of course."

   Her face lit up in a smile.  It's always good to come home and find a
long lost friend, she thought.  "Sure, I would like that."

   For the next two hours, they talked about what had transpired the
previous ten years.  By the time they were done, and Sarah picking up the
bill, Sarah was smiling happily.  Now, how to get things rolling.  She got
home and found John in bed, and she crawled in with him.  He just murmured
something, and she smiled, as the wheels in her hed started to turn.

   The next day, she got the ball rolling.  Once at work, Sarah went to her
boss, and told him the story about her friend.  Her boss just said "Bring
her in tomorrow, and I'll interview her." Sarah was elated, although she
knew that was the easy part.  After work, she dialed Naomi's brother's
house, and got a hold of Naomi, and told her she would make dinner herself
and for her to come on over.

   Sarah decided she wanted to go slowly with this, and didn't want to
scare off her friend, and definitely not rattle her husband.  At least not
just yet, she thought with a devilish smile.  When Naomi arrived, Sarah
told her the good news.  Naomi was ecstatic with joy, and thanked her
friend profusely.  When John got home from work, Sarah and Naomi told him
the whole story.  He smiled, thinking it might be nice for Sarah's old
friend to be back in town.  He had no idea about Sarah's developing plans,
nor did he suspect.

   So, the next day, Naomi showed up at Sarah's office and had a successful
interview, getting offered a job to start the next day.  After work, Sarah
and Naomi celebrated by going out that evening and having a drink to
celebrate.  Sarah had a good time, enjoying the company of her long-time
friend.  That Sunday, she even invited Naomi for her Sunday get-together
with her friends.  Sarah was happy to see that Naomi fit right in.

   After another week, Naomi and Sarah were finding they worked together
well, as did their boss.  On Friday, Sarah was driving Naomi home, as Naomi
had been borrowing her sister-in-laws car.  As they rode, Naomi said "Well,
next week is pay week, looks like I had better get out and find an
apartment, and a car to drive to work."

   Sarah smiled, "An apartment, huh?"

   Naomi sighed, "Yeah, you've any ideas where I should look?"

   She put on a good face, "Um, no.  But let me think about it."

   They went on talking about work, until Sarah dropped her off, and headed
on home.  She smiled as she pulled into her garage, and parked the car. 
Entering the house, she worked on making dinner.  John arrived home about
twenty minutes later, and kissed her hello, before going on into the living
room, and taking a seat in front of the TV.

   Once dinner was ready, they sat at the table in silence, the usual thing
for them at dinner time.  Finally, for some reason, John asked "How's Naomi
working out at work?"

   She smiled, thinking that this is time to start the next phase.  "Oh,
very well.  She seems to enjoy it there."

   "Well good.  Hope you two don't get bored with each other."

   "Oh, I don't think we will." She put down her fork, "Um, John?"

   "Yeah."

   "Well, she's hunting for a place to live, and I thought that since we've
plenty of room, maybe she cold move in here for a while." John looked at
her, with a look of you got to be kidding.  But she went on, saying, "Yeah,
I know, you're probably thinking that I'm crazy for even asking." She got a
pouting look on her face.

   Jack sighed, knowing where this will lead, probably a long, drawn out
argument.  Now, does he stand his ground, or let her have her way.  "Okay
Sarah, if you really want this, go ahead and invite her to stay." He
paused, as he saw her smile, "But how long do you think this will be?" For
some reason, he wanted to say no way.  Then again, watching Naomi's big
breasts bouncing around the house would be nice.  He smiled to himself at
the thought, thinking on, that at least it would give him something to
think about while in the shower.

   Sarah was smiling as well, thinking that this was so easy so far.  After
dinner, while John was working on a woodworking project in the garage,
Sarah called Naomi, and asked right away, "Naomi, would you consider moving
in with us?"

   There was silence, Naomi was in shock.  "Well, uh, gee!" She giggled,
"Are you sure?  I mean, what about John?"

   Sarah did her best to keep from snickering, "Oh, I asked, he doesn't
seem to mind.  And besides, this way you can pitch in for gas as well."

   Her friend smiled, "Well, if it's okay with your John, I guess it's okay
with me."

   "Great!" Squealed Sarah with joy, "We can move you in tomorrow then,
okay?"

   Naomi agreed, and they picked a time, they deciding since she doesn't
have much, that Sarah should come over about nine and pick her up.

   Later that evening, John finally finished for the night in the garage,
unknowing about the arrangements that had been made.  He went to his room,
and saw his wife laying there, under the covers.  A big smile on her face,
as she read a magazine.  He didn't say a word, nor she, as he stripped
down, and went into the master bath to shower.

   After getting all cleaned up, he came out and saw Sarah tilt her head
up, and smile at him, as he came to bed.  She said "Naomi's moving in
tomorrow, John."

   He shrugged her comment off, "Really?  Well that's nice." He replied. 
He reached to his light on his side of the bed, and flicked it off.

   She grinned, as she turned off hers as well, and rolled over next to
him, wrapping an arm over his body, "You don't mind do you?"

   He felt a bit uncomfortable, she hasn't rolled over and held him like
this in years, "No, not at all." His cock twitched, as she caressed his
side, her hand ending up covering his limp manhood.

   "I mean, after all," She grasped his cock, making him moan slightly,
"Another woman in the house and all, it might be a bit distracting." She
suddenly realized what her hand was doing, thinking that she couldn't
believe the feeling she was feeling.  A warmth in her loins she hadn't had
in years.  She smiled, as she pulled his rapidly expanding cock.

   He chuckled, wondering when the last time she even started a sexual act.
It's been years, and if she's acting like this now, what she going to be
like once Naomi moves in?  He rolled onto his back towards her, and she
came back and laid on his chest, still gripping his manhood.  "No, don't
think she'll be distracting at all." He kissed her lips, feeling the heat
and moisture from her hot, damp twat pressing against his hip.  "Guess I'll
have to wear more clothes about the house.  Was getting use to going around
in just my boxers." He giggled, "Or less."

   She giggled, "Oh, I don't see that as a problem.  I'm sure she'll
understand."

   He looked at her a bit funny, but just shrugged it off.  But then he was
really amazed, as she swung her leg over and straddled his groin, and
guided his cock into her slippery wet cunt.  She moaned as she slid down
the length of it, smiling down at his face.  All the while, he's thinking,
she rarely has initiated sex before, what gives!?

   But he soon wasn't thinking why she was doing this, just glad she was,
as his hands reached up and grabbed the soft globes of her breasts and
sighed a contented sigh, as he balled her as she gently rocked on his cock.
He felt his balls tense, knowing that he was about to send a torrent of
fresh cum to dampen her cunt.

   His groan signaled it, and his ears were surprised to hear the shriek of
his wife, as his pulsating cock triggered an orgasm like she hadn't had in
a very long time.  Her pussy milked his cock, and he savored the feeling,
thinking back, damn, this is the hottest she's ever been in bed in a very
long time.

   Her cunt was still humping his relaxing meat, as she laid down on his
chest, wrapped her arms about his head, and deeply kissed him, her tongue
searching out his.  His hands were on her ass, fondling her round cheeks,
as he was really wondering what came over his normally frigid wife.

   She pulled off his meat, and went down his body, kissing his chest, then
his belly, before she grabbed his spent cock, and pulling it into her
mouth, tasting the combined juices of their love making.  He thought,
'Shit, she hadn't taken him in her mouth in years!', as he looked down and
smiled, feeling his cock twitch as her tongue ran races around the head of
his meat.  She was surprised as well, as she felt a hunger inside, wanting
to taste his schlong, and wanting it in her tight cunt again.

   She hadn't felt like this in years, never had she came while during
intercourse, although she thought back to times when she made a lot of
noise to make him think she had.  But why now?  At the moment, she didn't
care, she just wanted to get his meat hard again, and have him plow her
cunt once more this evening.

   And get him up, she did.  In ten minutes, she was on her back, John on
his knees, his heavy cock sawing her cunt with wild abandon.  He hadn't
felt this good in years, and she was on the brink again, as his finger was
rubbing her sensitive, over-charged clit.  When she came, she saw stars,
and when he came, dumping what felt to both to be a gallon of cum in her
hot twat, she saw stars again.  But the night wasn't done, as he pulled
out, and went to work licking her well-fucked cunt and pink clit, sending
her off onto the biggest orgasm yet.

   As he fell asleep, with her in his arms, she first thought that maybe
she wouldn't share her hubby.  But then, she has neglected him for so long,
a second woman might be needed to catch up for all these years.  She
drifted off to sleep, a smile of contentment on her face, and a thought of
fun times ahead in her mind.

   The morning came, and John woke to find him alone in bed.  Looking at
the clock, he saw it read almost ten.  Damn, he thought, that sex last
night was out of sight.  He got out of bed, and made for the bathroom, and
jumped in the shower.  Once cleaned up, he dried off, and dropped the
towel, heading for the kitchen.

   The previous nights activities were on his mind, and the smile on his
face wasn't the only thing big on his body, as his semi-stiff cock was
pointing the way.  He stepped out of the bedroom and into the hall, and
right into the shocked Naomi.  Oh yeah, he thought, she's moving in today.
He was embarrassed, as was she, as he said "Oh, sorry!" He turned, beating
a hasty retreat for his bedroom door, saying "I didn't think you had moved
in already."

   As he closed the door, muttering to himself, he heard Naomi giggle,
followed by the sound of Sarah's voice holler out from the bottom of the
stairs, "What's so funny?"

   Naomi walked on down the hall, towards her new bedroom, saying "Oh,
John's out of the shower."

   At the bottom of the stairs, Sarah smiled, knowing how John on Saturday
mornings heads to the kitchen after his morning shower stark naked.  She
returned to the kitchen, and made him breakfast, which he arrived fully
dressed in a few minutes.  He kissed her on the cheek, and she smiled,
saying "I see you found Naomi is here."

   He chuckled, and took his seat, as Naomi arrived shortly after him.  "I
didn't even wake when you left this morning, didn't know when you were
going to get home."

   "Sorry, guess I should have left a note.", replied Sarah.

   Naomi smirked, as the two women talked while John ate.  Once finished,
John told Sarah he was going golfing, and he took off after giving her a
quick kiss on the top of her head.

   Once he was gone, Sarah said "So, I take it you saw John in all his
glory."

   Naomi blushed, "Yes, I did.  Boy he's got a big piece of equipment."

   Sarah's turn to blush, "Really?  I never had anything to compare him
too."

   Naomi smiled, saying "Well, soft he's bigger than my ex."

   Sarah was shocked, "You're kidding?" Naomi smiled and shook her head no,
as Sarah went on, adding "Well, hope he didn't embarrass you, I'll have to
tell him to be more careful."

   Naomi protested, "Oh, don't tell him that.  After all, I want him to
feel comfortable.  This is his and your house after all.  I'm just a
lodger."

   Sarah smiled, this might be easier than she thought.  She then said
"Guess we both don't have to worry about what state of dress we're in then,
okay?  I mean, we want you to be comfortable as well."

   Naomi said "I'll probably be discreet at first, let John get use to my
presence for the first little bit."

   That got Sarah's attention, and she replied, "Oh yeah, by all means. 
After all, once he's use to your presence, he would probably think you as a
second wife."

   Sarah realized her words could be misconstrued, but she grinned, as her
friend said "Not a bad idea, when you think about it."

   Both friends laughed, as they went on to other topics.  Sarah helped
Naomi get her clothes and personal items put away, before heading out for
some shopping.  By the time they got home, John was sitting in the living
room, watching some sporting event, and the two ladies went on by, ignoring
him.

   Evening dinner was of no special interest for John, as the girls were
chattering away as they ate.  Naomi lent a hand in cooking, and afterwards
in cleaning up as well.  Sarah thought this was great.  If her friend is
going to help like this all the time, she might as well share John too. 
Once Sarah was in bed for the evening, after spending hours talking with
Naomi over a few cold wine coolers, she started thinking how she would get
her friend involved with John.

   She was thinking of lots of different scenarios, from getting them both
drunk, to just flat out telling them to go at it.  She drifted off to
sleep, still wondering what the best way is to go about to getting John to
nail Naomi.

   Another week went by, and they were well into a regular routine.  Sunday
was the weekly get-together with Sarah's, and now Naomi's friends.  The
work week went by quickly, and Naomi was helping Sarah around the house
with the cleaning, cooking, and laundry.  Sarah was enjoying the help, and
John noticed a change in her.  She was much more happy, and he even got
some on two different nights.  He was more than satisfied when he ate her
to a mind-blowing orgasm.  Her vocalness caused him some concern, hoping
she didn't embarrass her friend and new housemate.

   And he found drilling her tight cunt was fantastic.  As she was rather
intense, telling him to fuck her harder.  That he did, enjoying the feeling
of her gripping twat, as he fed her hungry cunt his rod.  Then later in the
week, there was a repeat performance.

   Naomi did hear Sarah, on both nights.  She sighed at hearing her best
friends moans, wishing she could get some as well.  Her fingers worked her
clit to an orgasm of her own, but to her it just didn't feel the same
without a good hard cock in her cunt.  And she kept thinking about John's
prime specimen of a male organ.  After the first incident the Saturday she
moved in, she also caught a glimpse on Tuesday evening.  She had gotten up
to go pee.  She passed John and Sarah's room, just as John was returning
from the master-bathroom to relieve his own bladder.

   John had the light on the nightstand, and as Naomi passed the doorway,
he looked up and smiled as she walked by, with his tool dangling down
between his legs.  She smiled back, and went on to the other bathroom at
the end of the hall, thinking that she would love to have a evening with
him alone.  But she was thinking that that would never happen, as she
didn't want to ruin her best friends marriage.

   And later on Friday, John caught sight of her in the hall, walking back
to her room after taking a shower, wearing just a towel about her waist,
her bare tits hanging free and proud.  John thought all evening about her
chest, as he went into the garage and worked on some projects.

   Saturday saw John and Sarah's kids arrive for the day, with a large
dinner at the end.  Sarah made sure that Naomi was made to feel like part
of the family, as she would have her involved in conversation with her
children during their visit.  The kids left after dinner, and the three
older adults ended up in the living room watching a college football game.

   Sarah and John were on the couch, and Naomi on a recliner.  John was
nursing about his third beer of the evening, while the girls were sipping
their fourth wine coolers each.  John was also stealing glances at Naomi's
chest every chance he could get, and Sarah was catching him, without him
knowing it.  She smiled, thinking that maybe tonight is the night.

   By ten, all had finished at least four drinks, as Sarah stood, saying to
Naomi, "I'm going to get into something a bit more comfortable, how about
you?"

   Her friend smiled, saying "Yeah, that's not a bad idea."

   Both walked to their respective bedrooms to change.  Naomi had a hard
time deciding what to wear.  Most of her nightwear was rather provocative,
but she finally decided on a nightshirt that came down to her knees. 
Stepping out into the hall, she saw Sarah and her mouth dropped.  Sarah was
wearing a black negligee that was almost transparent.  And she wasn't
wearing any undergarments.  Sarah smiled at her friend, saying "Well, you
like this outfit?" She spun around, adding "I bought it a long time ago. 
Surprised I still fit into it."

   Naomi was tongue tied, "Wow, um, yeah, it's nice."

   Sarah lowered her voice, "You got anything similar?  I'm sure John would
love to see you in something a bit racy."

   Naomi giggled, "Yeah a few things.  But didn't think I should wear
anything like that."

   "Oh go on, John would love it." She said, as she gently pushed Naomi
back into her bedroom.

   Naomi sighed, and pulled the nightshirt off her body, revealing to Sarah
her big, 42dd chest, which looked even bigger with her twenty-seven inch
waist and thirty-six inch hips.  Sarah was surprised when she realized her
own pussy was getting wet, as she watched Naomi go to her dresser, and
rummage through it.  Soon she had on a pair of black panties with matching
bra and stockings, and a thin negligee that barely came down to cover her
covered boobs.  The bra pushed her massive tits up and out, giving a great
deal of cleavage on display.

   They giggled as they returned to the living room, finding John still
sitting on the couch, his feet propped up, watching the idiot box.  He did
a double take when the two women walked back into the room, and Sarah
laughed, saying "Close your mouth, big boy.  You might swallow a fly."

   Laughing, he said "Well, very nice outfits, ladies."

   As his wife joined him on the couch, she asked "You like what you see?"

   He grinned as he looked first at his wife, then at Naomi, as she sat on
the recliner, saying "Oh yeah."

   Sarah smiled, and grabbed the bulge in John's shorts, saying "You know
Naomi, there's room enough on this couch for the three of us."

   Naomi was shocked at first.  She couldn't believe what her friend was
asking.  But she smiled, and stood and walked over to her friend and her
husband.  John scooted over closer to Sarah, and Naomi sat down next to
him.

   John was staring down the front of her chest, and Sarah giggled, saying
"I think he likes your boobs, Naomi."

   John grimaced, as he turned to his wife, and kissed her, saying "Yeah,
but yours are just as nice, babe."

   Sarah grinned, "Just as nice?" She loved the look on his face, one of
pain for not saying the correct thing.  She leaned into his body, and
kissed him.  She then looked past him to her friend, and said "Hey Naomi,
you saw him naked once, you want a closer look at his best feature?"

   Naomi blushed, saying "Well, if it's alright with you.  I mean, he's
your husband."

   Sarah grabbed the top of John's shorts, and started pushing them down,
revealing the swollen head of his manhood, as she said "Oh well, if you
look closely, there's plenty here to share."

   Naomi's mouth fell open, as Sarah slowly pushed more of John's shorts
down, exposing more of his stiff organ.  He raised his hips, letting her to
take his shorts down even more easily, his thick pole laying up against his
belly.  Sarah smiled, as Naomi reached for her husbands pecker, and wrapped
her fingers about it.  John looked at her hand encircling his manhood, then
at his wife, who smiled broadly, saying "Go ahead, I'm sure she wouldn't
mind showing more."

   He grinned, and reached over and pushed Naomi's negligee up, and pulled
the top of the left cup of the bra down.  Her massive mammary popped free,
and she smiled, as his big hand worked the flesh.  Sarah got up, as Naomi
lowered her face to his prick, and breathed in the scent of his
masculinity, before flicking her tongue across the head.

   John watched as his wife got on her knees and pulled Naomi's legs
effortlessly apart.  She pushed the thin material of the black panties to
the side of her puffy pussy lips, and was greeted with the sight of a very
pink pussy, void of all hair.  She snaked her tongue into her friends slit,
making Naomi moan, as Naomi's own mouth now was slowly coating Johns tool
with her saliva.

   John closed his eyes, leaned his head back against the back of the
couch, and smiled, wondering if he had died and gone to heaven, as he felt
Naomi's talented mouth twisting and bobbing on his hungry meat.  He reached
underneath Naomi and grabbed a handful of tit, and kneading it, as he felt
his nuts getting ready to tighten.  He still was in a state of shock, as he
groaned and his cock exploded, filling Naomi's mouth, just as the hot
tongue from her best friend had done the trick, sending her into an orgasm
of her own.  She felt incredibly good, as the waves of cum filled her
mouth, while waves of joy rippled through her body.

   John's body relaxed, enjoying the feeling of having just received a
great blowjob.  He still had his eyes closed, as he felt Naomi's warm mouth
leave his wilting pecker.  He sighed, hoping he could try the rest of her
talents.  He then heard her giggle, as she told his wife "Gee, we haven't
done this since high school."

   The remark took awhile to sink into his head, before he wondered what
she meant by that.  The muffled moans he soon heard made him smile, as he
quickly figured it out.  He raised his head and opened his eyes, to see
Naomi on all fours, her face buried in Sarah's bush, as Sarah was doing the
same to Naomi.  Naomi's big tits were hanging down, as John crawled down to
the floor, his head at the same end as Sarah's, as he watched her tongue
work Naomi's wet slit.

   He reached his hand between the two women, and alternated between
playing with the breasts of both.  It wasn't long before he had serviceable
wood, and he kissed the cheek of his wife and got up, moving behind Naomi's
upturned ass.  He was hesitant at first, wondering if his wife would get
pissed if he entered her best friends cunt.  He was soon smiling, as Sarah
reached up with one hand and grabbed his meat, guiding it to Naomi's slick
opening.

   She winked at him, and he chuckled, as he sank his tool into the warm
cunt.  Naomi moaned.  She hadn't felt a man in her in quite a while, and
his was by far the biggest she had ever had.  Her ex was no where near the
size of this cock.  She felt her pussy spasm as a minor orgasm shook her,
thinking he had to be at least three inches bigger than her ex.

   Sarah watched her hubby's big, thick cock stretch out Naomi's vaginal
cavity, and soon she was crying out, as her first orgasm hit her hard and
fast.  The cum was the hardest she had ever experienced, even more than the
one she had with John a few weeks back.  John was feeling great.  A nice
tight pussy enveloping his meat, and his wife's tongue dancing on his balls
and shaft as he plied her best friends horny twat with it.  What could be
better?

   After only about five minutes, Naomi stiffened, as her second cum ripped
through her, a cum that almost knocked her unconscious.  John kept on
sliding his tool in and out of her, as she went from one hard orgasm on
into another.  Sarah stopped licking, as she suddenly had another one as
well, her moan's echoing off the walls of the living room.  And with a
final hard thrust, John buried his shaft hard into Naomi's spasming pussy,
and his cock erupted, washing her vaginal walls with his hot load.  Sarah
was licking up what was leaking out, as she felt Naomi's tongue going wild
on her clit again.

   John pulled his wilting penis out, and Sarah grabbed it and pulled it to
her mouth.  He smiled down at her, as he watched her clean his cock, before
going back to Naomi's cunt and shoving her tongue up her hole, licking out
his load from her hot tunnel.

   Naomi enjoyed the feeling of Sarah's talented tongue, and was soon
having minor tremblers, enjoying another set of orgasms, grinding her wet
cunt into Sarah's face, as her own face was suckling on Sarah's red-haired
snatch.

   Sarah spun around, and both laid on their sides, facing each other,
their arms wrapped around the other, smashing their boobs together as they
kissed.  John sat down on the chair, as he watched the two hot women kiss
away.  He was tugging on his meat, surprised it was refilling with blood to
make him hard again.  And so soon after such a great fuck, too.  Sarah
looked his way, and smiled at the sight, then whispered into Naomi's ear,
"He's almost hard again.  Let's take him into the bedroom and continue the
fun."

   Naomi giggled, and both women climbed to their feet and came to John. 
Each grabbing a hand, they pulled him up, and dragged him towards the
bedroom.  All three were playfully caressing each other, as they made their
way to the bedroom.  Once there, Sarah pushed John down on to the bed, and
got on above him, and started sucking away.  Naomi got at the other end,
and straddled his face, his hands guiding her slick pussy lips to his
hungry lips and tongue.

   As soon as Sarah was happy with the firmness of John's prized meat, she
climbed onboard, facing Naomi.  She started riding his post, grunting as
she fell down, feeling her cunt expand to accommodate his prick.  Naomi was
lost in lust, as she leaned forward and hugged her friend, sucking on
Sarah's hard, pink nipples, as she felt another orgasm building, her hot
body ready to explode into another powerful cum.

   Just as John sensed she was almost there, he took her clit between his
lips and sucked hard, pushing her over the brink, as her scream was muffled
by Sarah's small tit in her mouth.  Her juices flowed like a river,
drenching John's already glazed face.  Sarah, upon hearing Naomi's muffled
cries, shook uncontrollably, as her own pleasure pangs rushed through her,
as she also felt Johns pecker spasm deep within her.  He was grunting and
thrusting up into his wife, splattering his load deep inside of her.

   All three new lovers collapsed in a heap.  The combination of the
earlier booze and the hot sex finally taking their toll.  They were a mass
of arms and legs, and no one knows how all three ended up under the sticky
sheets.  In the morning, John woke and looked on each side of him.  Finding
Naomi on his right, and Sarah on his left.  Each woman had a hand covering
parts of his half-erect manhood, and he laid there for a few moments,
letting it all sink in that the nights activities were not a dream.

   He moved slowly to get up to go to the bathroom, doing his best not to
wake up the women.  And wondering what his wife would say once she woke and
assessed what had transpired the night before.  His movements did wake
Sarah, and once he was in the bathroom, she moved next to Naomi, and hugged
her, snuggling her face into her hair.  Naomi murmured something, not quite
awake, and like John she was suddenly realizing it all wasn't a dream.  Her
best friend kissed her cheek, Sarah's hand running down the curves of the
side of Naomi's body, and to stop and rest on the side of her thigh.

   Their lips locked in a good-morning kiss as the two women then heard the
toilet flush, and John returned to the room.  John took in the scene, his
wife now snuggled up against Naomi.  At first he wasn't sure what to do,
until Sarah raised her head and looked at him smiling, saying "Come on, get
back in bed.  It's too early."

   John snickered, and got in along side of Sarah, wrapping an arm about
her.  He kissed her neck, as he fondled her breast.  His pecker was limp,
but it twitched as it was wedged between them.  He looked at his wife's
face, her eyes were open, and she had a serious look on it.  He was worried
that now shit was about to hit the fan, when he asked "You okay?"

   She sighed, "Yeah, but."

   "But what?"

   Naomi giggled when she heard Sarah say "I think we're going to need a
bigger bed."

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