She smiled, “I know babe, I don’t want that either. It’s more like that room service guy when I was with Trish. I didn’t know it was going to happen and I thrilled myself by flashing him, he was really cute and… well… you know, that’s the sort of thing I mean.” She took a deep breathe, “How does that sound?”
I kissed her nose, “That sounds fine baby, just make sure you stay safe.”
She squealed again and waved her hands around, “Ohh, thank you baby, god I’m so excited, a holiday to look forward to, more opportunities to have sex with our besties and now a new thrill, fuck I’m so excited!”
That evening after my wife had booked the holiday she sat next to me on the couch, whisky tumblers in hand. “I spoke to Trish about maintaining the no overnight stays rule, she absolutely fine with that. That will be the case for any Hot Wife meets I have, it will be sex and then goodbye, OK?”
My head was swimming a bit, just hearing her say these words was so erotic, “Yeah that’s fine baby.”
She smiled, “Also we agreed that when a solo meet was going to happy we would let each other know OK? Don’t think it would be good to come home and find you shagging Trish on the kitchen table. A little advance warning that’s all, OK?”
“That’s fine babe, totally agree. You’re really looking forward to being a Hot Wife aren’t you?”
“Hell yes! I find the thought so intensely erotic, knowing that if I have sex with someone I’ll be coming home to tell you all about it while we fuck, oh god it’s sending shivers down my back just thinking about it.” She paused and gazed into my eyes, “I’d really like you to have sex with other women too.”
My mind started to swim again, “Could you have imagined yourself saying that a few months ago?”
She laughed, “Not a chance in hell!”
“We really have come a long way haven’t we?”
“Sure have. I’m desperately in love with another woman for goodness sake!”
“What does Trish make of it?”
“Oh, she really likes the idea, trouble is, it’s hard to be spontaneous when you’re planning something and Trish likes to plan.”
“Would she do it on her own?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“What does Jane make of all this?”
My wife giggled, “Well, it took her a few moments to get her head round the idea, but as soon as she realized that she now has four people to have sex with all together or one at a time she positively exploded with enthusiasm!” She patted my hand, “I think she’ll always have a soft spot for you though my love.”
“Really?”
“Yep, she feels safe with you and you were the one, after all, that opened her eyes to how good sex can be.”
I held her hand, “I hope things don’t move too fast… it already feels a bit too fast,”
“What do you mean baby?”
I shrugged, “I don’t know, a scramble for one on one meets?”
“Hmm, Trish said that too. I think we all just need to be sensible.”
“Sensible? As in a group of small children in a sweet shop kind of sensible?”
She laughed, “I know baby, it does feel a bit like that, but things will calm down.”
I didn’t have long to wait.
A couple of days later and the waiting was over. The girls had decided that the three of them should meet up for the long awaited FFF session. If that wasn’t enough distraction for me I got a text from Mac that afternoon asking if I was OK with him visiting my wife. I said it was fine and spent the rest of the day achieving virtually nothing.
When I got home I was a bit surprised to see Mac’s car still in the driveway. Inside Mac and my wife were drinking coffee in the kitchen. She was wearing her short silk dressing gown which showed off her fabulous legs marvelously. Her hair was disheveled and she was flushed. Mac was dressed and had a big grin on his face.
I kissed my wife and decided not to resist the temptation to feel her breasts through the silk of her gown, “Where’s The Boy babe?”
“At the gym with Luke, he’ll need picking up soon.”
“OK, cool,” I fist bumped Mac, “you two have fun?”
Mac grinned again, “Yes, mate, thank you. After I heard what the girls got up to this morning I just couldn’t wait any more!”
My wife giggled and smoothed her gown down over her hips, “I’ve spent virtually the whole day having sex, it’s been fabulous!”
I wasn’t sure which part of the day to focus on first, “How did Jane enjoy her first all girl threesome?”
My wife laughed out loud, “Oh baby, she was insatiable! She loved using the strap-on on us and and couldn’t get enough of the double ended dildo!”
I shot a glance at Mac who was looking wide eyed, “Can’t wait to see that!”
Mac looked at me and held a finger up, “Well mate, that just leaves you. I have a message for you from Trish,” he paused for dramatic effect, “she says… call me.” He patted me on the back and grabbed his car keys, “Don’t wait too long mate.” He kissed my wife on the cheek, “See you guys soon I hope?”
As he headed for the door my wife coughed and undid her gown, holding the material out to the sides she smiled demurely, “How soon Mac?”
Mac wobbled a bit, “Holy shit Ella, stop it!” He put a hand to his forehead. “You are so damn hot!!”
My wife smiled, “Not too hot to handle I hope?”
Mac looked at me and raised his eyebrows, “Call Trish mate!”
Mac let himself out and I turned to my lovely wife. Before I could say anything a text came in from The Boy, he needed picking up from the gym. I grabbed my keys and set off. I had a variety of images swirling around my head, but inevitably I returned to the thought that my wife had just been fucked by another man. God, it’s so erotic!
The Boy collected and returned to base, I set about the evening routine. Before long we were on our couch sipping whisky. “Is there any reason why you haven’t phoned Trish yet sweetie?”
“No, not really.”
She jumped up and left the room. Shortly after she returned carrying my phone, “Come on sweetie, no time like the present.”
She handed me the phone and I dialed Trish’s number and put it on speaker, she picked up almost immediately, “Paul! At last, don’t you love me any more?!”
“Of course I do, have you missed me?”
She sighed, “Hell yes! Mac was just telling me what he did with Ella this afternoon. I so want to have you, when can we meet?” She sounded almost desperate, “Come on Paul, I’m desperate!”
“What are you desperate for Patricia?”
“Argh, you’re so mean… I want to have sex with you so much… I’ll put on… THAT outfit!” That got my attention, “Shall I be your devoted secretary and relieve your stress by sucked your balls dry?” I gulped, “Or perhaps that important client you need to impress, I’ll only sign the contract if you lick and fuck my wet, juicy pussy.”
“OK Trish, OK!… The secretary sounds good!… When suits you?” I looked at my wife, she was grinning from ear to ear.
Trish sounded exasperated, “Well, NOW would be good!” I could hear Mac laughing. “Mac’s got a client tomorrow evening, can you come over after work?”
My wife was nodding, “Sure thing, see you then.”
“Paul?”
“Yes Patricia?”
“Tell Ella she can’t fuck you tonight, I want you fully loaded for me!”
My wife laughed and shouted “Mine!”
Pleasantries completed my wife stared at me with that huge grin still on her face, “So… you’ll be late home tomorrow because you’re fucking another woman?”
“It would appear so.”
She climbed onto my lap and leaning in she cupped my face with her hands, “Give her this from me.” She gave me the kind of kiss that exists only in story books, passionate, lingering, delicate, heavenly. “That should get her engine running!”
“Running? It sounds like her turbo has already kicked in!”
She kissed me again and looked into my eyes, “You’re the only person in our little group that I’ve not have sex with today. A situation that I mean to remedy.”
“But Trish said…”
She put a finger against my lips, “You’ll have enough for her baby.”
I fell asleep that night with my beautiful wife wrapped around me. She’d had sex with four people that day and I couldn’t have been happier.
The next day went slowly and I mean really, really slowly, I felt like I was in some kind of Star Trek temporal anomaly, every minute seemed to drag into eternity, but eventually it was 5:00pm. It was as much as I could do not to run to my car. Thankfully, before long I had arrived and Trish was waiting for me at the door and… oh my god… she was wearing that outfit! High heels, stockings, black pencil skirt and a crisp white shirt with one too many buttons undone all topped off with the Velma Dinkley glasses. She looked sensational.
As I approached she went straight into secretary mode. “Paul, what a day you’ve had. I’m so sorry I couldn’t rearrange things to lighten the load. Come along I’ll make you a cup of coffee.” She ushered me into the kitchen and lifting my jacket off my shoulders she hung it on a coat stand by the door. She pulled out a chair, “Sit down and relax.” She straightened my tie and brushed an invisible bit of fluff off my shoulder. “Nothing much has come in for you today, but your wife called.”
I wasn’t sure if this was true or not, but it didn’t matter either way, “Was it important?”
“No, she just wanted to check in, see how you are.” Trish moved around the kitchen preparing the coffee. The sound of her heels on the floor was mesmerizing and she made every effort to show off her ass and breasts. “She is lovely… your wife.”
“Yes she is, very.”
“You’re very lucky to have her,” Trish placed a mug of coffee on the table next to me and then drawing out a chair, she sat down slowly and crossed her legs exposing an expanse of thigh. “It’s nice that we can chat socially rather than just business.”
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