My friend’s wife and I have some fun with him

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My friend’s wife and I have some fun with him

I sat at the kitchen table, nursing my second cup of coffee. I was really getting too old for late Saturday nights involving drunken orgies. Ok, so that might be a bit of an exaggeration. It’s true that 38 isn’t really “old” – or at least I hoped it wasn’t – and I wasn’t that drunk last night. And it wasn’t exactly an orgy. Though with my limited experience in that venue, sex with another woman who was simultaneously having sex with a man was probably as close as I’d likely get to an orgy.

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You would also think that after two nights of pretty awesome sex with multiple orgasms, I would be ready for a sex-hiatus. But recalling some of the details from the weekend was triggering a tell-tale tingling in my erogenous zones. And then, of course, there was the post-coital conversation with Liane last night. I closed my eyes for a moment as I recalled what she had suggested

“There are a couple of other things I’ve always wanted to try,” she said.

“Oh?” I responded, licking my lips and wondering what could possibly top tonight’s escapades.

“Well,” she continued before stopping and glancing at her husband. “Matt,” she said, placing a hand on his bare thigh where he was perched on the arm of the couch. “Could you give Kate and me a few minutes alone, please?”

Matt looked startled, but gave her a quick kiss on the lips and headed down the hallway towards the bathroom and bedrooms. I couldn’t help admiring his very well formed naked butt during the process. I returned my attention to Liane just as she turned back to me from having done the same and we exchanged a rather conspiratorial smile. She grabbed the throw blanket from the back of the couch and draped it over us. I was relieved – the wine buzz was abating and I was starting to feel a bit self-conscious being naked in the all-too-brightly-lit living room.

“I’m not sure how to say this,” Liane said, looking a bit uncomfortable. She paused and I wasn’t sure if I should wait or say something but I couldn’t think of a single thing to help. I had absolutely no idea what was on her mind.

“Well,” she began again, “You might have noticed that I’m – ” And she stopped. What? I thought to myself. Naked? Horny? Bi-curious?

I took a wild leap. “Shy?” I asked.

She smiled with relief. “Yes,” she agreed. “I’m really inhibited when it comes to sex. There are so many things that I’ve heard about or that I think Matt would like or that I’d kind of like to try, but I just don’t know how to approach it with him or how to do them and I’ve never felt like there was anyone I could ask before. None of my girl friends are the types of people to talk about sex and I don’t want to turn Matt off or freak him out or…” She took a breath. “But I feel like I can talk to you about this.” Wow. When she starts talking, I thought…

I smiled back at her, feeling a bit shell-shocked.

“Liane”, I said firmly, “There is nothing you could possibly say to upset or offend me or make me uncomfortable. I’m actually really happy that you’re willing to try some new stuff.” I nudged her gently with my shoulder under the blanket. “And I bet you anything Matt would be game too.”

“You’re right – I’m sure you’re right. I bet he’s been wanting more for ages,” she looked down at her hands, tensely clutching the blanket.

“Hey,” I laughed, “he doesn’t seem like a husband who’s been particularly deprived in the sex area either, so I wouldn’t stress it. But if there are things you want to try with him…” I looked away for a moment as my heart thumped hard, “…or with me – or whatever. Well, you should feel okay talking about it.” My mind began to stray to all the possibilities I had been fantasising about for months if not years. Was she thinking about strap-ons, perhaps? I’d always wanted to experiment with them but had never found an interested partner. The thought of fucking her with a strap-on, maybe while she sucked her husband off or…other combinations began to unfold in my mind.

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