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Patience
by Hotcouple (no address provided)

***

True story. After years of being friends, finally 
patience pays off. The combination of an unexpected 
thunderstorm and the rapport of really good friends 
over many years combine to make this husband's 
fantasies come true. (MMF, exh, swingers, rom)

***

I'd like to think I'm not strange in how I think, on 
sexual subjects I mean, but when I read posts about 
what turns me on, on the internet, I've read how 
others think the ones bringing it up for discussion 
are stupid, perverts -- all kinds of name calling. 
That doesn't put me off. Naysayers often try to talk 
down the things they don't have the nerve to do so you 
won't either. And too I've found the more I research 
the subject, the more men I find that think exactly 
like I do -- like what I like. I won't beat around the 
bush. I have had a desire, a genuine desire, to watch 
my wife be fucked by a friend for so long now I can't 
remember when it first found a place in my mind. 
 
My wife has never cheated and neither have I--nor 
would I. We're very much in love. Our sex life is 
incredible. I'm intensely secure with myself and her 
and with our marriage. I'm secure with my manhood. 
I've got an honest 8" hard and trust me I'm a good 
lover--by her (and many other lovers in the past's) 
endorsement. So I don't have an inferiority complex 
that one might think is behind this. I have no latent 
homosexuality just dying to come out and that why I 
want a threesome, like some of the chat "pseudo 
experts" say is the case. I just want to see my wife 
fuck my friend John. I just want one other man in this 
world to know and appreciate what kind of woman I have 
in Vicki. I love my wife and I'm genuinely proud of 
her. To me it's like having a beautiful painting or 
owning a hot rod that's all tricked out---a treasure. 
You just want others to see -- experience -- those 
things. Share the beauty --- not lose it for yourself. 
I'm not the kind of man that would marry a beautiful 
woman, or own a beautiful painting or buy a bright red 
2012 Corvette and then hide it away so only I can see 
it. I have no desire to lose what I have, only share 
it out of pride.
 
Not so long ago the fantasy finally became reality. I 
want to share what it was like and how it happened. 
Perhaps some of you men out there reading this have 
wanted something like this to happen, and this will 
interest you. This is a true story, but it will 
disappoint you if you're looking to find a study on 
how to get your wife to do this fast. Getting this to 
happen took patience. Almost 3 years of it. I didn't 
push her into it. I suggested the idea turned me on 
while making love and found she responded to the 
naughty fantasy of it. So it did come up often in bed, 
but we didn't go shopping for a stud or anything like 
that to make it happen.
 
Here is our story. It's not at all like the usual 
internet stories of "my monogamous wife of many years 
just all a sudden sees a friend of mine's penis and 
she went bonkers and just had to have it, so..." This 
is the true story of a seduction that evolved with the 
passing of time, with a very close friend of both of 
us. It was a seduction that came out of friendship 
that grew closer and more intimate as time passed for 
all of us.
 
I guess I should begin in the first few years of our 
marriage. John has been my best friend from 8th grade 
on and we've stayed close. Even after Vicki and I were 
married John and I's friendship continued. Many times 
when we were together it was just the three of us. 
From the beginning Vicki and John were good friends 
too. They had similar outgoing personalities. They 
were always saying kidding stuff to each other and 
were affectionate to each other. There were always 
warm hugs and pecks on the lips, but never anything 
out of the ordinary until a hint of something possibly 
happening sometime showed up while a bunch of us were 
on vacation for a week at a beach house we all had 
rented. 

A rainy weekday on vacation combined with a bunch of 
couples our age and a bit too much beer and we started 
playing some silly kid games that ended up with us all 
playing spin the bottle. It was pretty funny I guess 
for the most part, but for me it was the first time I 
had ever been turned on by seeing my wife kiss another 
man. The game went on for a while. The first few 
kisses were pretty tame but as the beer flowed, the 
rest of the group started teasing the couples kissing 
by saying you all must be lousy kissers... you can do 
better than that... show us how it's done! After that, 
it was on. It became a little bit of "who can out do 
whom." The kissing became much hotter, tongues, lip 
biting, deep wet kisses became the norm. The hottest 
kisses got the most cheers, so each spin had to beat 
the last one. My wife had ended up kissing just about 
all of the six men that were present before all was 
said and done, but as luck had it John got kissed four 
times. Four very hot kisses. Well the game ended after 
a while and we all laughed about it after but it was 
evident the intimacy level between them had been 
escalated slightly.

It didn't go anywhere that vacation, but when around 
John from then on it was obvious there was certainly 
more rapport than ever.

Again that fall we rented the same beach house with 
most of the same friends, and again a rainy day came 
along to kill outdoor plans. Like always we chatted 
and played a bunch of board and card games and had our 
usual many beers. 

And once again the teenage games came up. This time we 
ended up playing strip poker. I was pretty surprised 
the girls said they would play this game, but as close 
as we all were and being in beach clothes a lot we had 
seen each other in very little clothing anyway as you 
can imagine. And besides I figured they would quit 
before they really got completely naked anyway, so why 
not see where it went?

Well the game started and little by little clothes 
were lost, my wife eventually went down as far as her 
panties and tank top. She debated quitting but the 
crowd was unforgiving. When you said you quit you 
REALLY got razzed for it. So she played a little 
longer and lost her top. Seeing the guys keep looking 
at her exposed breasts and obviously liking what they 
saw--and it was obvious without a doubt that they did 
because several of our male friends couldn't take 
their eyes off of Vicki's tits -- it was a blazing hot 
turn on for me. She quit after that hand and put her 
top back on. I was almost disappointed she quit the 
game.

No one got completely naked. Most of the girls ended 
up bare breasted though. Enough so to get some smiles 
from the guys. Funny how much better -- and worse -- 
some of the girls looked with tops off. After this 
game I noticed a change in just about all the girls in 
the group. It seemed that after being seen like that, 
nearly nude, by the other boyfriends and husbands they 
didn't seem as concerned anymore about how they were 
seen for the rest of the week. What I mean is they 
were more comfortable, at ease, walking around wearing 
underwear early in the mornings or right before bed, 
even occasionally topless. 
 
I noticed the change between the three of us was still 
there when Monday night football season started. John 
and I always watched all the big games at our house. 
On Mondays, Vicki would say her goodnights and get 
ready for bed at around 9.

She'd go to the bedroom and get ready for bed then 
come in to say goodnight to us. That wasn't unusual, 
she had always done that. Except now she wasn't as shy 
about being seen without a robe, etc.

I am not saying she would come in, wearing see-thru 
underwear and nothing else, but she would wear some 
things that before might have been covered by a robe.

I remember the first time like it was yesterday. She 
wore a knee length white nightgown, lacy but not see-
thru. As I said though very clingy. As she came into 
the room you could see the outline of her tiny white 
panties and her fullness of her breasts. There was 
just the slightest hint of a dark that showed thru 
where her pubic hair was and the bra cups were just 
lacy enough for you to see the rosy color of her 
nipples. As soon as she walked into the room in that 
nightie both John and I said at the same time, "Wow!" 

That was the first of the compliments she got that 
night but not the last. And Vicki liked them. Instead 
of the usual routine of changing for bed and then 
coming in for a last "goodnight" and disappearing to 
bed, that night Vicki stayed in the room and even 
watched some of the game. John's eyes kept coming back 
to look at Vicki and Vicki knew it. Later in bed that 
night I got fucked within an inch of my life.
 
A couple of nights later in bed I asked Vicki if she 
might wear that nightie again sometime for us and 
maybe put it on even earlier in the evening. "Why?", 
Vicki asked me? I said, "You don't know why? John 
liked you in it...a lot and so did I. Didn't you see 
him staring at you all night long every chance he got 
and didn't you wonder why he kept that sofa pillow on 
his lap all evening?" "No." Vicki said.

"Did he?" I said.

"You know he did," Vicki smiled that knowing smile of 
hers. Then she said, "You know I did notice him 
looking and smiling and I really don't know why. He's 
seen me topless once, so a nightie should be no big 
deal." I said, "To guys lingerie... nighties... are 
hot on a woman." Vicki smiled and said, "Maybe I 
should wear more of them around you guys. I liked the 
compliments and apparently you all liked me in a 
nightie." I said, "Good with me. I hope you do and if 
you have any more like that, that looks like that on 
you--we'd like to see them too."
 
From then on, when it was football night Vicki had on 
a nightie and she changed into one much earlier in the 
evening like I asked her too. And always to rave 
reviews from us both. Once after an especially sexy 
football night Vicki asked me if I thought she should 
go shopping because some of her nighties were old and 
she needed some new ones. What she meant was she 
wanted some different ones. Ones that were newer, 
sexier, and I told her smiling if she needed money to 
let me know. Vicki asked me what kind of nighties guys 
like us liked and I said, "Do you have to ask? As long 
as they show more boobs and legs guys are in heaven 
and honey, your boobs and legs are waaay better than 
any of the girls that hang around in our crowd and you 
know it. Show them off."
 
My wife had legs a mile long and a very a very slim, 
trim body. Except her boobs, which were really big. 
36D's and lately maybe with some minor weight gain or 
something they looked even bigger than that. And after 
her boob surgery they were as firm as an 18 year olds. 
Her nipples were the size of gumdrops and stuck 
straight out VERY prominently in thin tops. 
 
Over the next weeks new nighties showed up. Some very 
short, some very low cut, some a mixture of both and 
every single one them was hot on her. Our favorites 
were the ones that were the combination of both, 
naturally. One especially. That one was as short as a 
tennis mini skirt and had an empire bust line. The 
material was both thin and slightly sheer and the 
elastic under the bust made it hug her boobs all the 
way down underneath them to her ribcage. It 
accentuated how far they stuck out from her chest and 
man did it look hot on her. The material was clingy, 
to the point of even showing the little bumps around 
her nipples on her areolas. The stretchy material 
clung to her tummy and butt cheeks and truly you could 
see as much detail of her body's shape as if she was 
nude, and yet she had something on that wasn't sheer 
or see-thru. It wasn't overboard sexy if you had seen 
it on a coat hanger, but it was unbelievably sexy on 
her if you know what I mean? I really liked it and so 
did John.
 
In bed the next night I mentioning that we could see 
her nipples really clearly in last night's nightie, 
almost in passing. She responded like I was being 
silly, saying John has seen her a million times in 
bathing suits and reminded me again he had even see 
her topless once. That night as we made love we talked 
a little sexier than usual and Vicki responded in such 
a way to that, that I knew I had a subject here that 
would definitely heat up our bed. The more I talked 
about John looking at her boobs and legs and seeing 
him try to look at her panties every time she bent 
over or sat down, the harder she fucked me. I told her 
that from now on, when she wore any nightie, 
especially the short ones, panties were forbidden. 

Vicki looked at me and said, "no way!" She said he'd 
be looking at her pussy all night long and she wasn't 
sure she wanted him to see it. But she was sooooo wet 
it was amazing. I asked why if it was a turn off 
thinking he might see her pussy, why was she so wet? I 
didn't get an answer, but I really got fucked that 
night. I knew I'd bring that up subject a lot now. I 
liked the renewed heat in our bed. Over the next few 
months the talking got nastier and several times I 
asked if she ever wondered about what John would be 
like if he fucked her? After several requests, over 
several weeks, she began to answer me... graphically. 
That turned out to be a very warm fall and winter for 
me.
 
The remainder of football season, panties were 
forbidden and Vicki didn't buck me on it. She said, 
"It's your call. If you want me to do that for you, 
then I'll do that for you." And she did. I never 
actually saw Vicki flash John on purpose, but on 
several occasions I saw a flash of hair when she sat 
down on the sofa and crossed her legs to get 
comfortable. And the bottom crescent of her butt 
cheeks was a constant treat showing out from 
underneath as she walked around. Almost every time we 
made love I asked her to start flashing him on purpose 
and talk of that REALLY turned Vicki on, so I kept 
asking her to do it. In fact she may have done it, but 
I never actually saw her do it. I just know that on 
the nights when that evening's choice of nightie had 
been very, very short, she was ungodly wet and hot and 
I my cock was being played with before I even got 
under the sheets.
 
The following summer we went with John and his steady 
girlfriend, Linda, to Padre Island. We had rented a 
very secluded beach house and the second day there the 
girls went topless. A few brave people on the beach 
had gone totally nude and one afternoon after many 
drinks we all decided to see what it was like. It was 
the first time I had seen Vicki totally nude in front 
of people and I can't tell you what a turn on it was. 
I was nude too, but not for long. My dick was 
constantly hard looking at the girls and knowing and 
seeing they were looking at my hard-on kept me in a 
constant state of erection. Finally after a few 
comments from the guys I put my trunks back on. Vicki 
whispered to me, that "they had small dicks and were 
jealous. All except for John." I whispered back.

"All except for John... what? You mean he's not 
jealous?" 

"No," Vicki replied, "He has no need to be jealous, 
his is about the same size as yours. Theirs isn't."

I told her that night, that seeing her nude in front 
of guys was a huge turn on. She acted as if she 
thought it was a little weird that I would get a turn 
on out of other men seeing her nude, but she laughed 
and told me if I liked it, then she'd do it more for 
me on the beach for that vacation. I don't know why 
that idea amazed her? She knew full well already that 
I wanted John to see her pussy every football night. 
But at any rate she and John's girlfriend did just 
that. Not only did they go nude at the beach, but they 
would walk back to the room in a towel and lose it as 
soon as they walked into the A/C. And I became more 
comfortable too. In a day or two the four of us in our 
cabin were often nude as we snacked or had a drink 
before going back out. 

Many small sexy things happened in those few days. The 
comment about John's cock size catching Vicki's notice 
especially. And I thought I would cum in my pants the 
morning that I came onto the beach a few minutes after 
the three of them and there was John putting lotion on 
my wife's back... and then down her bare butt and onto 
her legs... and she was totally nude. The other thing 
was on the last day was a little rough water play. 
John and I tried dunking the girls underwater as they 
splashed us. I can't tell you all the accidental 
brushes that happened between my crotch and his 
girlfriend and I am sure between Vicki and John's.

We went home after a great vacation and again the 
intimacy between all four of us had grown stronger 
yet. This was when I first started thinking about what 
it would be like to watch her with him for real. I 
didn't want all out sex but I remembered thinking how 
sexy it was to watch him rub lotion on her nude body, 
and wondered what it would be like if I was to ever be 
able to watch him do that again only it was in a 
bedroom next time? And I'd remembered the erection I 
got when his girlfriend rubbed her body against my 
cock underwater that day and I'd picture that day 
again and wonder if Vicki had made John hard doing 
that to him? Just mental pictures, but vivid ones.

We continued to do things as two couples and on some 
occasions on cheap weekend trips we'd even share 
rooms. Remember I said all of this took place over a 
long period of time? No fast seduction?  Well as you 
can tell, it did. Actually over a period of just over 
two years...so far.
 
Anyway on our weekends, especially the ones where we 
shared rooms it became almost non-eventful for us to 
see each other in our underwear or less. John's 
girlfriend Linda was a bit more of an exhibitionist 
than the rest of us... at first. She'd sleep nude and 
made no bones about doing it even when we shared 
rooms. If she was the one to book the room she'd 
always book a king-sized bed --- one room. When we'd 
go to bed I'd always get in late and nudge Vicki over 
to the center. I wanted John to be in the center just 
once to see what would happen with him lying nude next 
to Vicki all night, but it never happened. Linda would 
always make sure it didn't. On two occasions I ended 
up in the middle and it seemed to us later as if Linda 
had gone out of her way those nights to explain why 
she had to sleep in the middle too... next to me... 
and nude. "Afraid of falling out of bed" ... "cold". 

Once there she'd sleep, snuggled close to me so her 
body stayed touching mine but she never touched my 
cock. I wondered later if she was trying to tease me 
into touching her. Then I just dismissed the idea as 
sexy thinking on my part and forgot it.  Neither Vicki 
nor John ever said anything about it. I don't think 
they wanted to call attention to us, because it might 
bring questions from Linda and I back. John would sit 
and watch my wife undress, walk around the rooms. And 
Vicki was now making no bones about openly flashing 
him. I'm not sure but I think part of that was because 
of Linda. Linda's openness of being nude constantly in 
the rooms naturally kept my attention. She shaved down 
there and for me that was sexy to look at. 

I didn't want my Vicki to shave. I loved her to be 
natural. She had a full bush and that to me was the 
sexiest way for a woman to look. But being new to me I 
sure did look at Linda being clean shaven. Conversely 
because John was used to seeing Linda with no pubic 
hair, Vicki's curly hair covering her pussy drew his 
attention. So I think to counter my looking at Linda, 
Vicki made sure John looked at her. There was no open 
jealousy between the girls, but maybe in that one way, 
there was a hint of it. 

Sometimes to be blatant about outdoing Linda, Vicki 
would sit on the edge of the bed or in a room chair 
and do her toenails while she and John talked. She'd 
draw one knee up tight against her chest, just under 
her chin so the heel of her one foot was on the edge 
of the bed or chair, and then she'd put polish on her 
toenails. That of course presented a very sexy view of 
her pussy to John. And John of course was always glad 
to sit and talk to Vicki while she did her toenails. 
In front of her. I wonder why? LOL Linda would pretend 
not to notice, but she did. So did I. 
 
Well as I said the friendship continued like this for 
two plus years. Trips continued, some sleepovers, at 
our house even. 
 
Once in particular John and I had gone out very late 
to a friend's bachelor party, I let him stay at our 
house because it was late and we were both quite 
drunk. That next morning, I recall, out of the 
bathroom comes my naked wife, startled, not expecting 
me to be up or John to be there. She wasn't 
embarrassed and actually made a minute or so of 
conversation with us naked before going off to the 
bedroom and putting something on. Standing there 
talking, even nude, wasn't a big deal anymore, but 
seeing her rumpled hair... and nude... that bedroom 
look seemed overboard sexy that morning. 

Even John said "holy shit" under his breath when he 
looked over at me with raised eyebrows. When he stood 
up to get dressed I could see he had a hard-on 
sticking out in his underwear and he made no attempt 
to stop me from seeing it and knowing Vicki had caused 
it. It was at that this point that the idea entered my 
head that if I ever was to want a threesome, John 
would be the one I'd pick and I knew even then that 
Vicki would fuck John in a heartbeat without one 
single objection. We had gotten that close.
 
Well I never discussed that idea with my wife... much. 
Oh maybe a few mentions about it while watching a soft 
porn movie when the plot included wife watching, or 
well...maybe often while we were having intercourse. 
LOL It turned us both on to discuss nasty things while 
having sex, so why not? "Some man" fucking my wife 
began to come up more and more in bed having sex. I 
remember that she told me in didn't surprise her that 
it was a fantasy of mine because of what I had told 
her after she went nude in front of the guys. And in 
fact since we had been open about that subject in bed 
for a while now, Vicki admitted maybe it wasn't such a 
bad idea maybe if that was to happen, with "some man" 
we knew. But she flatly and quickly told me that there 
was no way she was picking up some jerk to give me a 
thrill. But if it was someone we both knew, well that 
might be different.  I agreed that "someone" we knew 
would be the best idea, but I didn't go any further. I 
don't think I needed too. We both smiled at each other 
and kissed after I said that and there was a kind of 
knowing look back and forth. Then we dropped it.
 
After that night I noticed her flirting a little more 
aggressively with several of our friends who had seen 
her nude at the beach. Nothing outrageous, just 
friendlier than usual in touchy ways, if you know what 
I mean? She would never confirm it, saying it was just 
coincidence, or imagination, but I noticed that she 
wore shorter skirts a little more often than before in 
certain situations. I sure didn't mind. Vicki had the 
best legs I had ever seen on a woman--any woman. I 
wondered if she was being flirtier because maybe the 
idea of threesome was now in her mind, or did I just 
wishfully think it was? At any rate she now knew it 
was in mine and she knew it turned me on, so maybe 
that was why she was flirtier? To excite and please 
me.

Well believe it or not over 3 years had passed now 
since we'd gotten married. In that time John had 
married Linda... and then split up. The split hit John 
hard and he was feeling pretty down about life in 
general. We felt bad for him because we were so close 
to both of them. Linda had apparently, to our surprise 
started screwing someone from work shortly before 
their wedding but went through with the wedding 
anyway. Of course it lasted just a year and she was 
having an affair for almost the whole time. John was 
devastated. Vicki and I said back and forth after we 
heard she was screwing around how things we had seen 
her do around guys--and even me---for the last year 
added up now. Hindsight.

We decided to get our friend cheered up a bit so we 
rented a little place down by the beach, and invited 
him to stay with us for a long weekend. Not the same 
cabin as usual. Too many memories there right now, but 
still down by the beach. We knew that John loved the 
beach and that would relax him, take his mind off of 
everything going on in his life.
 
This would be the first time that we would spend this 
much time together without Linda. Despite the sad 
circumstances I couldn't help thinking about a few 
sexy things that could happen in that tiny private 
cabin. 
 
That first Friday night was pretty uneventful. We were 
tired after a full workweek and a long car ride so we 
unpacked and went to the boardwalk to eat and hit the 
casino before retiring for the evening. 

Saturday morning started with my wife making coffee 
and breakfast in a baggy old nightshirt. It was great 
as she reached for cups and dishes a little butt cheek 
would show and as she bent over table to serve food 
the loose fitting nightshirt would allow a great view 
of her big boobs. I thought she hadn't noticed me 
looking but after serving us our plates she stopped 
while still bent over and gave us a little dirty look. 
She said, "Hey, are you guys through looking down my 
shirt?" Then she said something about us acting like 
two high school boys, we laughed and finished eating.

We lay out in the sun all-day and hung out and then 
took showers got dressed and went out to dinner. Vicki 
wore a mini-length sundress with thin straps over her 
shoulders and no bra. She looked great not sultry or 
anything, but great. Her tanned legs, big full breasts 
looked very arousing. After dinner as planned we took 
off for a club where we danced and drank waaay more 
than our limits. Vicki was a great dancer. 

She took turns dancing with me and John until she had 
us both gasping for air, so much so that we actually 
convinced a guy next to us at the bar to dance with 
her for a while (not that he needed much convincing). 

It was late and a slow song came on to end the night 
of dancing and close the club. John made a motion to 
get off the floor but she said something and they 
stayed. I had seen them dance before but something 
about that dance was sexier. Her full body and breasts 
pressed against him and her head resting on his 
shoulder. After the dance we all agreed to call it a 
night. On the walk home she held both our arms and I 
commented to John that well at least we both scored, 
so he'd not feel left out without a date.

As usual Vicki was always ready for a comeback line 
saying that neither one of us, or even both, had 
enough energy for her tonight. She said she was 
feeling good. Wound up and ready to keep partying, she 
said. The kidding continued as we said that we would 
fix her when we got home. John said at one point that 
I needed to control my woman. She was acting wild 
tonight.

We arrived home and though thoroughly drunk we broke 
out a few more beers. At that point Vicki said she was 
going to get dressed for bed. I of course fired back 
that she wouldn't need any clothes for bed tonight. 
She laughed and said something like, "well the same 
goes for you two then." Then she said with a laugh 
that as tired as we were dancing that probably we were 
getting to be too old for things like that, then 
winked.
 
When she left the room John said how great Vicki and I 
was to help him when he was down. He said Vicki was 
like hanging out with one of the guys because she can 
take the kidding and dish right back out at you. I 
agreed but I wanted to get her for being mean so I 
suggested that we strip down to nothing and wait for 
her to come back just to see what she'd do after 
calling us "old". We both figured that would get a 
surprised look and a good laugh out of her and she 
would call us to jerks. So we quickly started to 
stripped down to nothing. But then John said "what if 
she doesn't take it as a joke?" 

I instantly had a second thought and we hastily got 
redressed. 

Just then the bathroom door opened and out walked 
Vicki, but she wasn't in a nightgown. She had not 
changed yet. Apparently she had just gone to the 
bathroom and was then coming back to the living room.
 
When she walked in still fully dressed John and shot a 
look at each other like wow did we almost fuck up! We 
laughed out loud. Vicki instantly asked what that was 
all about. Were we expecting her to come out nude or 
something? That really got a laugh out of John and I. 
Vicki then looked at us suspiciously and asked, 
"What's up with you guys? Let's go for a walk on the 
beach, I'm not tired yet... unless you're both too old 
and tired". And she winked at us again.
 
We headed for the door but just as we opened it a loud 
crash of thunder came and then a bright flash of 
lightening, and then it rained like someone was 
dumping buckets of water. On the shore the storms come 
up fast and this one sure did. It had gone from being 
a warm summer evening to a barn burner of a 
thunderstorm in just the span of 20 minutes. We ducked 
back into the cabin just as another bolt of lightning 
hit... and then the electric went out. Now this was a 
nice cabin, but it was old. Not many windows in those 
older styles and even if there was in the middle of 
the night -- in a thunderstorm -- the inside of the 
cabin was pitch black.
 
I took a step back and kicked a table leg and 
something glass fell over and broke. Vicki said to 
take her hands and we'll ease over to where we can sit 
down or whatever so we don't wreck the cabin. The 
lights will be back on soon she said. In the process 
of finding each other Vicki let out a laugh and said, 
"That's not my hand... and I think you know it." John 
said, "Sorry that was me." Vicki said, "That's OK. I 
know you know my hand from my boob though don't you 
John?" John said sure he did.  Vicki said, "Ok then 
you can let go of it now." And that got a real laugh. 
Then John said, "You wanted some late night exercise, 
right? So if we can't go outside, maybe we can all 
exercise inside, unless you think Steve and I are too 
old for that, that is?"
 
Well I didn't really know what to say at that point 
because I didn't know what was next, or for that 
matter what I wanted next. I had ahold of Vicki's 
hand. I let go and moved my hand to her boobs to see 
what she'd do. I figured maybe she'd not know it was 
my hand and I was curious to see what she'd do if she 
thought maybe it was John's again. When I moved my 
hand up to hold Vicki's boob I felt a bare breast in 
my hand. John had already slipped the straps of 
Vicki's sundress down over her shoulders in the dark. 
Both breasts were bare. John's hand was gently 
squeezing her left boob when I moved my hand to that 
side. Touching his hand was like an electric shock. I 
pulled my hand back fast and then it hit me Vicki was 
already being played with and hadn't said anything. 
Instead of me doing anything after the initial 
reaction of that reality had set in, I simply slid my 
hand back up to her unused breasts and began playing 
with that one.
 
Then I felt Vicki's hand on my crotch. I wondered 
where the other hand was, but I didn't reach over to 
check. I think I knew. Then without saying a word 
Vicki unzipped me and took my hard dick into her hand 
and began slowly to stroke it. For just a small second 
I remembered thinking I hoped the lights didn't back 
on just then.
 
I was hard as a rock. I said, "Honey do I feel old, 
now?" Vicki laughed that killer cute laugh of hers and 
said "no honey, you don't." I said, "Does John feel 
old to you?" Vicki said, "No he feels just as young as 
you do". And then you could have heard a pin drop in 
that cabin. I knew John's cock was in her hand. John 
knew her other hand was full of my cock, and Vicki 
knew she had just told us a threesome was already 
taking place in the dark of that cabin.
 
For a very long moment nothing was said. Then I felt 
the hair of John's head brush my right hand and I knew 
his mouth was on my wife's nipple. I was in another 
world, all different emotions were going on in my 
head. I was drunk and knew it. Vicki was more than 
buzzed, and I knew John was too. It's not an excuse, 
but as I stood there I wondered if any of this would 
be happening if we were all sober? I knew I didn't 
mind Vicki and John. In fact I couldn't even imagine 
this scenario happening if it didn't include him. And 
I did want this to happen sometime, so maybe liquor 
and this storm helped it happen, but in the end run I 
had hoped it would for a long time, so I just let the 
situation envelope me...all of us.
 
Tipsy, so hot my knees were shaking being jacked off 
like this, I just stood there frozen. My brain was 
saying that "maybe" I didn't want him doing this with 
my wife... while my cock was saying, wow I have 
masturbated to this fantasy about a gazillion times, 
let it go. In the end run I just stood there and said 
nothing. I am not sure whether Vicki was doing this 
because she was drunk, or proving a point by not 
backing down (that was soooo her) on the "both of us 
being too old" comment, which she knew I -- we -- 
would challenge us to prove it was untrue, or if she 
wanted this too? At this point it didn't matter 
anymore. We all three evidentially wanted to do 
this... and we were. 

I don't know why but I moved my hand back over to see 
if John's head was still was still next to my hand, if 
his mouth was still on Vicki's nipple. I didn't dare 
reach down to feel Vicki's pussy for fear that John 
and I's hands would touch. I almost knew his hand was 
in her panties by how shaky Vicki was standing there, 
but I didn't reach down to be certain. John was no 
longer nursing my wife but I felt him massaging her 
breast and for just a second my hand rested on his as 
if to let him know I knew what he was doing and it was 
OK. 

As I felt him massaging her breast I knew even if he 
wasn't playing with her pussy this was it for my wife 
anyway. Even if he hadn't of gotten to her pussy yet, 
Vicki's tits are the gateway to having her fully 
commit to intercourse. I know it sounds funny to say 
but if a dirty, old man with no teeth somehow managed 
to play with my wife's tits for even a few minutes it 
would make her hot. Vicki's tits were her number one 
erogenous zone. I knew since John's hands and mouth 
were on them and Vicki was allowing it this was like 
an avalanche that was already underway.
 
This went on for a few minutes more and then finally 
John broke the silence. He said, "If we don't sit down 
or lay down my knees are shaking so bad I'm gonna fall 
down." That little quip broke the silence. It didn't 
break the mood, but it broke the silence. With that 
Vicki let go of my cock and I guess John's and took us 
each by the hand and started moving us slowly towards 
the bedroom. We followed. A bright flash of lightening 
let us know where we were in the room so we could 
orient ourselves in a strange place and we made a move 
for the bedroom door. I quickly glimpsed Vicki in the 
lightening. After John had slipped the spaghetti 
straps of her little sundress off of her shoulders it 
had fallen to the floor and she was nude except for 
her panties. John's cock was out and hard. That 
confirmed what I already was thinking and now I knew 
that Vicki had been stroking John's meat too.
 
Once in the bedroom we all simply fell onto the bed. 
The bedrooms in that cabin were so small we couldn't 
help but fall onto it if we were in the room at all.  
As soon as we hit the bed I reached down and slid 
Vicki's panties down to her knees. She raised her legs 
and in the dark I felt her kick them all the way off. 
From here on it was a blur of singular events that I 
recall like little snippets of this is happening 
now... this now... now this. 
 
I slid one arm under the small of Vicki's back as I 
lay next to her. I reached over her with my other arm 
and held her tight. I held Vicki close in my arms and 
we kissed like we used too so long ago when we first 
dated. Long, deep, wet kisses filled with so much 
passion. I felt John moving on the old bed and then I 
could vaguely hear wet, sucking noises and knew 
instinctively that John was eating my wife. Instantly 
her breathing changed and I felt her lift her ass to 
push her pussy into John's face. Then sometime later I 
felt John's chest pressing down against the arm I had 
over Vicki holding her. The bed began to move and the 
old springs began to squeak slightly and I knew John 
had mounted my wife and was fucking her.
 
As we kissed and John pumped my wife it seemed like 
two separate events going on at once. Related... but 
not related to each other. I remember I moved one hand 
down under Vicki's ass so I could feel John's thrusts 
going into her. Strangely though Vicki was not moving 
her ass like she always does when I give my cock to 
her. I whispered in her ear that I wanted her to fuck 
John like she does me. "Show him what kind of woman I 
have", I pleaded. "It's OK honey fuck him like you do 
me", I whispered. Then after a brief kiss to reassure 
each other I felt Vicki's muscles in her butt 
responding and matching the rhythm of John's thrusting 
cock.
 
The sounds of lovemaking filled the pitch black 
bedroom. Heavy breathing from John as he pumped Vicki. 
I could feel the bed move and hear each quick rush of 
breath from Vicki every time he plunged his stiff cock 
forward into her pussy. I could hear Vicki breathing 
coarsely as she took John's pounding. The quiet moans 
of pleasure from them both. Other than a word or two 
being said by John and my whispers there was no 
conversation. 
 
I wished I could see what this looked like as it was 
happening. I was lying next to my wife holding her. 
Vicki was holding my hard dick with her left hand down 
between us. We were kissing each other, and John was 
between her legs fucking her. I pictured his ass as 
he'd pull it out then sharply stab his hard cock back 
into my wife's pussy.  From watching porn I could 
almost see his balls slapping against Vicki's butt 
cheeks and the wetness of her pussy juices on them and 
running down her butt cheeks and onto the sheets. 
Vicki would alternately hump up to him then literally 
squirm under him as he gave it to her. 
 
I figured John would cum in an instant like Vicki had 
as soon as he had entered her, but I was in for a 
surprise. Vicki had started cumming hard almost right 
away, lifting her butt off the bed to meet John's deep 
thrusts into her pussy. But John didn't cum as quickly 
as I had expected. I had figured lonely, with Jenny 
gone, the booze, and finally getting to fuck Vicki for 
the first time he'd blow his load in her almost 
instantly, but instead John was fucking my wife with 
patience and I guess...ability. And it struck me... 
tenderness. Like you would if you were making love to 
someone you really cared about. 

I knew John was appreciating how Vicki was fucking 
him. I was appreciating how she was fucking him. After 
all just minutes earlier I had found myself telling 
her that I wanted her to show John how well she fucked 
me, encouraging her. Vicki never acted like she heard 
me, but her body responded as soon as I said that. 
 
Vicki stiffened and moaned gently as our mouths 
pressed together even tighter now. I knew John was 
making my wife cum again. She had always had great 
orgasms but as I held her this one of the best I had 
seen. The amazing thing to me was John still hadn't 
cum. He was fucking like the guys in the porn flicks. 
They seem like they can fuck for hours and not even 
come close to losing it. He continued to fuck her and 
within minutes she again came yet again. Her sounds of 
pleasure were unbelievable as she came this time.  I 
think I was more turned on than I had ever been in my 
life.
 
Then she broke our embrace and said something quiet to 
him. With that they flipped over and she got on top. 
And again they fucked, this time Vicki riding him. 
Vicki was in heaven for all intents and purposes. 
Lightening flashed and it was like taking a snapshot 
in time in that brief instant of light. I saw sweat 
running down the center of Vicki's chest between her 
boobs. She was humping his stiff cock for all she was 
worth.  I reached up and started to stroke her hair. 
 
A second brilliant, longer flash of lightening 
illuminated the room and in that instant Vicki looked 
over at me with a weird kind of look, almost like she 
was saying, she was sorry, but she never stopped 
humping John. I just whispered and said, "it's okay. 
He is our best friend", and with that she leaned 
toward me and we kissed as she continued to fuck my 
friend. 
 
I guess that sounds made up, but as she kept humping 
John's cock, she and I were kissing. We held a long, 
tender French kiss and for some reason I felt as close 
to her as if it was my cock that was in her.  Gently 
Vicki reached over and again took ahold of my stiff 
prick. Then she began to gasp again. Her lips were 
pressed tightly against mine. My cock was in her grip 
and she was cumming on John's cock all at the same 
time. It sounds odd, but to me the real intimacy in 
the room at that moment was between her and I as we 
kissed.
 
I vaguely heard John mumble something about he was 
going to cum. That triggered Vicki into cumming again 
and she joined him as he exploded inside of her. Their 
sounds were loud, the moment so erotic, I was ashamed 
to say it but I couldn't remember the last time that 
we had fucked like that. They both came hard and then 
Vicki collapsed onto his chest and the both laid there 
breathing heavily. I rubbed my wife's back and stroked 
her hair. 

After a few minutes John got up and left the room to 
go to the bathroom. Vicki moved towards me and I took 
her in my arms. We stayed that way for a long time. 
She whispered a few things about liquor...not really 
wanting this to happen... but I assured her that 
although I was a bit apprehensive when it began, I was 
okay with it. And John was the only person I could 
ever imagine sharing her like this with. We kissed and 
proceeded to make love for what seemed like hours.  I 
thought I would probably cum immediately after all 
this, but surprisingly I didn't cum fast either. 
 
Fucking Vicki felt like never before. There seemed to 
be a profound feeling of intimacy between us. As I 
slid my cock into her it felt like I was feeling warm 
silk. The lubrication... the feeling of John's cum in 
her... was fantastic. I just kept sliding my cock in 
and out of her enjoying that feeling. John never came 
back. I guess he realized we were making love now, and 
went back to his room.

We awoke and John was already having coffee, Vicki 
blushed a bit and so did John. He asked if we were 
okay with last night. He said he had laid awake 
worrying about it. We told him that we were fine and 
we both had enjoyed what had happened and were so glad 
we shared that first time for us experience with him.  
With that, to show him we meant it, Vicki gave him a 
long hug and a tender kiss.

We spent that morning at the beach were we talked 
about how it had happened and what was going through 
each person's mind--then and now. At one point Vicki 
actually told John she had no idea why Linda had 
cheated on him, he was a great fuck. John laughed said 
thank you. He said I know now why your husband loves 
you so much and is so proud of you. You make a man 
feel like a king. The more we talked about the whole 
thing from last night, the more turned on I got. 
Finally I just asked out loud, "Is this making anyone 
but me want to do this again... right now?"
 
We all almost raced back to the cabin. Together, all 
three of us in bed loving this time, we took turns 
most of the afternoon until finally Vicki said 
"enough". She said she was so sore she simply had to 
stop for a while. I suggested maybe a warm bath to 
relax and soak, and Vicki just nodded. After she had 
gone to the bathroom to draw the water in the antique 
tub, John and I just laid and stared at the ceiling.

After her leisurely soak Vicki came back into the 
bedroom. Seeing we were still laid out in bed Vicki 
proceeded to crawl in-between us. "Don't get any 
ideas", she said. "I'm so sore it's gonna take a week 
before I want to even think about sex again." That was 
good for a laugh. After a long silence Vicki said, "I 
have a confession to make. I loved sharing myself with 
both of you. One of you is the man I love and one of 
you is one of my best friends in the world, but if it 
had not been for everything being like it was... the 
booze relaxing me and the fact it was so dark that 
none of us could even see each other, I don't think 
I'd have done that. The fact it was so dark was the 
thing that did it," Vicki said. I think otherwise I'd 
have been self-conscious, embarrassed maybe... even 
feeling what I do for you both.  It was almost like 
since I couldn't see or be seen that it was OK... more 
relaxing... easier to do. Ya know what I mean?"
 
Then Vicki said thoughtfully, "that said I would feel 
bad if we never spent another special time like this 
again. I hope we do this again... if you guys want 
too." John and I knew an answer wasn't necessary. We 
just both hugged Vicki and lay back on the pillows. 
After that we laid in silence for a while and then one 
by one we drifted off to sleep.

That was in August of last year and we haven't done it 
again, but yesterday Vicki told me she had a special 
celebration planned for my birthday in June. I think I 
know what it is. 

 
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