Having the best-looking babe is not all that they say it is unless you have my wife, Melanie. She and I have been married for four years. Each year our sex life seems to get wilder and wilder.
Considering that we are in our mid-thirties, neither of us expected our married life to go this way. We are both busy with work most of the time. We have found that we need to play hard to minimize the stress of the daily grind.
I am Kevin, and I manage a mid-size restaurant.
Last week I went to the walk-in cooler to check some inventory. Once I got in there, I found two employees in there getting freaky. I was mildly surprised because in my view these two people were over-the-top heterosexual. But yet here, I find Samantha and Carly kissing with their boobs out grinding their bodies against each other.
I observed this scene unnoticed for a few moments and then made my presence known. They hurriedly put their boobs back in place and began apologizing. I told them that they had risked their employment by carrying on like this. I told them to save their jobs they had to come over to my house and meet my wife.
If they agreed, they could then choose what happened next. They could carry on as much as they wanted, or we would forget the whole thing.
I told them that I think my wife would enjoy seeing this kind of display in person. So, needless to say, they eagerly accepted that invite understanding that this action in the walk-in cooler had to stop. They understood that I had given them a break.
Two weeks later, they arrived at our house. They came in separate cars so it was interesting to see how each had dressed for this meeting. They dressed very much like typical twenty-something-year-old females; not too slutty, not too conservative. I had told my wife about the scene at the restaurant. Her reaction was unbelief and yet somewhat excited.
She did not let on that the story got her wet. I knew by her breathing and later through the night, I felt her moving around in the bed rubbing her private treasure island. It did not take her long to finish. Her climax was mild because she did not want to wake me.
Back to the dinner at our house with the hot waitresses, we let them in; the greetings were light and fun. My wife was excited about what the evening had in store. After dinner, we retired to the study where I had decorated the room for an all-out orgy or for just a place to watch T.V. Carly and Samantha were getting comfortable and so was my wife. Melanie had changed into a sheer top and a skirt after dinner. The girls had on pants and regular girl tops. They had not noticed how hot my wife was until she came to the study dressed so ready to go. That set the tone for the rest of the evening. Melanie told the girls that she puts honey on her breasts after dinner and I licks them clean for dessert. The girls liked that visual.
Then we got started and Carly said, "Would you mind if we had some dessert too?"
Melanie said, "I have a lot of honey. Let me put some on you." Well, this caused Carly to take off her pants and her top. Now she was standing there in her bra and thong panties. My wife was over the top excited about that scene. Samantha went over to Carly and unhooked her bra and let her heavy breasts fall free. With the bra being history, it was obvious that Carly was getting hot because her nipples were hard and very prominent.
My wife stripped down and said, "Since we are getting freed up, I'm taking it to the next level." Now she was nude, and I loved it. The girls love it too, because they both pounced on her and began kissing her and fondling her breasts. I faded out of the picture and let them go at it although I was as hard as Chinese arithmetic.