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As I had predicted, the following week at work was manic. The end of the financial quarter was approaching and the Finance Director was pressuring all departments to submit returns and budget estimates that suited his distorted way of looking at the business; there was a flurry of new hires to be considered and as a consequence reviewing CVs and interviewing candidates seemed to be taking up every other working hour; all this on top of the regular activities of the HR department of which I was nominally the head (and had quite enough to deal with in the normal course of events, thank you very much!)
However, not so busy that I forgot the 'other matter' that Jessica reminded me of as I left for work on that rainy Monday morning, which was to invite Tim, my work colleague, and his delectable wife Missy to come for dinner the following weekend. (I say 'delectable' for I had been attracted to her following the couple of times we had met at company social functions and I must admit to having 'met her' when I indulged in a few masturbatory fantasies since).
In truth, I didn't need my wife's reminders for my mind had been working overtime ever since I had witnessed Jessica and the washing machine guy fucking in the bedroom ('My' bedroom) and had concluded that she was not quite the prim and proper Mom that she professed to be. She hadn't known that I had seen her (at least, I don't think so) although when I subsequently thought about her and the total abandonment she had displayed, I suspected that this hadn't been an isolated event and that maybe she had been 'cheating' in other ways for some time and wasn't too concerned if I had seen her or not.
Indeed, when I thought more about it, conversations with her always seemed to be full of innuendo which suggested her mind was not as pure as a righteous lady should be and, having witnessed her behavior, I suspected that her interest in Tim and Missy might not be entirely about just having a nice meal together for it had been strongly rumored that they were both active swingers.
Therefore, having analyzed all the 'facts' and the information before me, I concluded and concurred that having Tim and his wife over for dinner would be a very good idea and might result in fantasies of my own being served as an extra course. So, with that train of thought in mind, offering a dinner invitation became the priority of my working week and my first task on opening up my computer that Monday morning was to send Tim an email.
It took him a couple of days before I received his reply which wasn't quite what I had expected since he said what a great idea and how touched he and Missy were to have been invited but, regretfully, they would have to decline as they had plans of their own for the weekend; a long-lost buddy was coming to stay with them for few days and so they would be entertaining themselves.
I conveyed this disappointing news to Jessica when I got home to which her response was an indication of how keen she was to pursue having this 'dinner date' when she said, "That's not a problem, why don't you go back to Tim and ask if they are going to do anything special with this buddy of theirs. If not, then extend the invite to include him. No, I've got a better idea. Why don't I have a word with Missy and make the invite; you guys are so bad at dealing with this sort of thing. Have you got their number?"
She was quite right, making social arrangements wasn't something with which I was comfortable (I always managed to leave out some detail that caused a problem) so, kind of relieved, I found Tim's home number and left her to it.
It was the following day that Tim swung by my office and shared with me, "Hey, Jessica called last night and it appears that we are coming to yours on Saturday after all. I don't know what they talked about but she was keen to include Darren in the invite …"
"Darren .. who's Darren?"
"Darren, my buddy who I told you about; the guy who is staying over the weekend .."
Of course, I knew who Darren was, I just didn't want to appear too interested.
" …. what time, or has that already been decided by the ladies? I'm like you pal, I just do as I'm told, and from what Missy said, it seems as if your wife has planned something special on the menu. Any ideas?"
I smiled to hear it. I could just imagine the conversation that had passed between our wives as arrangements for the evening were discussed but I felt at this stage that discretion was necessary, I still wasn't certain if the rumors I had heard about Tim and Missy were true, "Ah, I have no idea. Jessica is quite the imaginative cook and I never know what to expect."
"She sounded very keen to be meeting with Darren. She was asking Missy if he had any dietary needs, whether he might be allergic to anything .."
Tim said this and giving a conspiring wink continued, " ... Missy said that, no, he was very easy and would eat anything that was being served. She said that we have entertained him many times and he had always been most appreciative. I'm sure you're gonna love his company; he's a great guy .. and, just so you know, Missy can come over a bit strong. She's not one to who's afraid to say what she's thinking; you better warn your wife what to be expecting!"
And so the die was cast; the scene was set (metaphorically in my mind at least) for what I hoped was an opportunity to join the swinging society. I wasn't too sure how these things came about but with the suspicion that this was what my wife had in mind when she suggested a dinner date coupled with what was rumored the chosen guests did as 'after-dinner entertainment', I was willing to (another metaphor) go with the flow.
I tried not to sound over-enthusiastic when I told Tim that, "Yeah, it should be a good night and it'll be nice to see Missy again and get to know her better!"
I was doubly pleased when without hesitation or conferring with his wife Missy, he responded, "Yeah, she said pretty much the same."
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Work was all-consuming so after discharging my duty of having made the initial contact with Tim, the rest of my week was focussed on the 'day job' and so I had very little to do with making the arrangements for our dinner party, Jessica did it all.
Come Saturday, she had planned the menu; done the shopping, and, most importantly given the prospect of what might be happening later, farmed our girls off to spend the weekend with their Grandparents. My input was to assume a beta role of washing dishes, cleaning up after Jessica as she prepared and cooked the meal, and then to go and be a tidier-upper of the sitting room where I hoped that any after-dinner entertainment might be occurring!
Our guests arrived at 7:00 and in accordance with the dress code that called for casual clothes, we men were clad in a combination of Chinos and Polo shirts while the women who must have conferred were both wearing pretty summer dresses. Shame on me, I couldn't keep my eyes off Missy who looked wonderful and it seemed to me glowing with anticipation. With them was Darren, their friend, and I was pleasantly surprised when Tim introduced me to a well-built black man, a feature of which Tim had not made a mention (but then again, why would he have?) and I couldn't fail to notice the gleam in Jessica's eye when it came to her turn to shake his hand.
The attractive-looking trio was ushered in and after the initial pleasantries were exchanged we were soon seated in the lounge drinking cocktails and making small talk that to my ears sounded full of innuendos given what I assumed was going to be following once we had finished eating.
One fun fact that came out of the gentle probing of our guests' history was the revelation that Darren was not so much Tim's friend but rather he was an old friend of Missy's whom she had known before she ever met her husband. It was clear from the way that this was announced that he had been more than just a casual acquaintance, more of a proper boyfriend whom Missy had dated for quite a while before Tim came along to turn her head.
In my mind, this meant that the delectable Missy was very familiar with both their cocks! This suspicion was borne out when she told the story that Missy reached out to give Darren's hand a loving squeeze before giving Jessica a knowing wink.
I sensed that already the atmosphere was crackling.
Dinner was served at 8:00 and it was no surprise to me (for I had helped with the preparation) when Jessica produced a delicious-looking platter of pork schnitzels which she set in the middle of the table with creamy potatoes and grilled vegetables. For a moment my mind was diverted from thinking about the equally delicious-looking Missy who sat to my side … but not for long. I helped serve the meat onto her plate and my focus was instantly set on the sight of her ample, bra-less cleavage as she leaned forward holding out her plate!
With everyone's plates tastefully set, bottles of wine were opened and it was then a simple step to take, 'let's relax and the fun to begin'. The combination of lovely food and fine wine had its intended effect and we did just that.
Everyone was delighted with the meal and by the time the desert of Apple Strudel and ice cream was served it was clear everyone was becoming quite relaxed, helped by the wine, Jessica played her part of being the perfect hostess and she prompted Missy to steer the conversation to the topic that was undoubtedly on everyone's mind by asking, "I hear that you lead an interesting and exciting life in your leisure time."
Missy chuckled, "Ooh, I have no idea where you got that impression. Let's just say that we are very sociable people who love to play and have both open minds and an open house if you understand what I'm saying."
The question and the answer seemed to me to come out a bit too pat, and scripted, and I wondered to what level and just how much pre-dinner preparation had Jessica carried out when she had spoken with Missy on the phone during the week. Although I hadn't been privy to the conversation she had spent a long time talking with her 'new friend' and although I hadn't heard anything that was said there had been a lot of giggling and sighing going on that suggested the talk wasn't all about what we were going to be having to eat when they visited. That impression was borne out after the phone was put down when Jessica said, "What a hoot that girl is. I can tell we're going to have a lot of fun with them and their friend .. ."
Throughout the meal, Missy had been deliberately moving her foot to occasionally rub against mine, a movement to which I did not object. To assist her efforts I moved my leg to be a little closer which she appreciated because the occasional touch became a constant intimacy. I was encouraged to ask, "Open house, open minds, what are you suggesting?"
Missy smiled, "Oh, don't let us be coy about it, amongst friends .. " she said pointedly looking around the table, " .. it is well known that we also have a very open marriage."
Jessica gave a theatrical gasp, "Nooo, my goodness, an 'open marriage', how does that work?"
She turned to Tim who was sitting on her other side from me took his hand and gave it an affectionate squeeze, "Hmm, let's say that we both enjoy having friendships with nice people, sharing our pleasures with them but never forgetting that it is only each other that we love."
"Sharing pleasures? How does that work?" I blurted.
She gave a laugh, "We're Swingers, honey. We like to fuck with other people!"
It was my turn to gasp and Jessica's turn to give a giggle which she followed by moving closer to Darren who was sitting alongside her and resting her head on the black man's shoulder asked rhetorically, " .. and I'm guessing that Darren is one of your special friends."
Darren was I have to admit, quite good looking. He was tall, well-built (whatever that means) and I'm guessing a little bit younger than the rest of the company. Missy looked across the table at him and said with a smile, "Yeah, Darren has played a part in our lives on several occasions in the past. He is very much one of our special friends."
On hearing this, unseen by the rest of us sitting around the table, Darren placed his hand in my wife's lap and pointedly let it slide between her legs which she had equally pointedly opened for him. She purred when she felt him press against her mound beneath the flimsy fabric of her dress.
"Played? You mean that you play, as in playing a part?"
"Oh yes, we make our evenings fun by having roles. Tim and Darren are always quite anxious to play their roles."
"What kind of roles?" I asked excitedly.
"Nothing too demanding. Usually, I play the part of being a dissatisfied wife who complains about her husband being generally useless .. " she turned to Tim and added, " .. but that's not true in real life, is it, honey? … and she takes in a lover to meet her needs." She looked pointedly at Darren. "The husband then tries to make amends by doing whatever she asks of him in the hope that she will grant him a few favors."
She looked around the table to see if her explanation had been understood. Seeing no negative reaction she clapped her hands and said, "It's a great game but only if you do everything I say and don't let yourself get all angsty or upset. Let's play!"
Jessica laughed and said jokily (I hoped it was a joke), "It won't be a matter of role-playing for my husband, he is at my disposal always!"
Missy smiled, "Oh, I'm sure he'll fit right in then."
And so the scene was set with Missy taking charge who clapped her hands once more and commanded Tim to assist me in clearing the table and to go into the kitchen to clean up the dishes. She lifted a just-opened bottle of wine off the table, picked up her glass, and then invited Darren and Jessica to join her in the living room.
As I busied myself doing what I had been told, I watched from the kitchen as Missy sat next to Darren on the couch with one arm around him and one leg stretched over both of his and saw that Jessica had sat across from them in a high-backed chair. They looked very relaxed.
Tim and I finished our tasks and joined them, Tim seating himself on the couch beside his wife and me, well, I was just content to stand and supposedly busy myself finding some suitable 'mood music' to play on the stereo while keeping an eye on what was happening.
Missy looked on at our reappearance with what looked like an expression of disdain on her face. (Grief, she was good at this was my thinking). She turned her attention to my wife and continued the conversation she was having with Jessica, " … so, have you ever been with a woman then?"
Jessica ignored my presence and responded, "Hmm, not really 'with' a woman if that's what you are implying but I'm willing to give it a try!"
Her lingering smile suggested that she was anxious to be seduced so with no further hesitation Missy stood, placed her wine glass on the table walked over, and stood in front of my wife who remained seated in her high-backed chair. Missy turned her head to check if I was looking (and why wouldn't I be?!) and keeping her gaze on me unbuttoned her dress and revealed that she had come to the party braless exposing her beautiful breasts. I confess that I might have occasionally fantasized about the beauty of the female form, and now, looking at the delectable form of Missy, I was inclined to indulge this fantasy.
Missy knelt in front of my wife and lifted Jessica's dress high enough to expose her tummy and then she leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on her navel. Jessica giggled in reaction to this intimacy but quickly ceased giggling when Missy commanded her to take off her dress.
She hastily did so exposing she was just wearing red lace panties with a matching bra. Oh my God, she looked delightful and I groaned in appreciation at the sight, a groan that caused Missy to once more glance my way to check, I'm guessing, that she had my full attention.
Missy took Jessica's hand, led her to the couch, and gestured to her to take the place she had vacated between Darren and her husband. They obligingly moved aside to give her space which allowed her room enough to pull my wife's legs up and onto her shoulders and then start to plant soft kisses on Jessica through her red panties.
I was mesmerized at the sight of this young woman behaving in such a depraved manner and could not believe how quickly the evening had been transformed from one of sitting convivially around a meal table into one that had all the promise of being some kind of sexual orgy. This was the stuff of dreams and my wife was a willing participant.
I blinked to focus more clearly and noted that Tim had placed his hand on the back of his wife's head and encouraged her to, " … yeah, kiss that pussy baby ... " and then for Jessica to pull down her panties so that Missy could sink her warm, soft mouth between Jessica's legs. The smooth jazz track that was playing came to an end and the ensuing silence was filled with the sound of Jessica's moaning through an orgasm, Missy's soft slurping, and, from us watching guys, the distinct purr of heavy breathing!
After several minutes, Missy pulled away and mockingly complained that, "Heck, my knees are hurting; we should take this elsewhere and get ourselves more comfortable and better acquainted!"
I looked up to see Darren hearing this as being some sort of coded signal for he straightaway stood up and with no hesitation pulled off his clothes so that he was standing in the room completely naked. His tall, slim form was laced with muscles and he had barely an ounce of fat on his black body. His cock hung semi-hard between his legs. Missy, contrary to her complaint, moved to kneel in front of him and she placed his cock in her mouth, a mouth that I could see was wet with the juices from my wife's orgasm(s). It was clear that his erection was taking shape as she wrapped her mouth around it and it was also clear from her familiarity that this was not the first time she had tasted him in such a manner.
After a few moments when she was satisfied that he was fully erect, she stood behind him and placing her hand around the base of his erection gently pushed him toward Jessica who had remained seated on the couch. She obligingly opened her legs and Darren dropped into position and in an instant his black cock was inside my wife's white pussy. I was stunned at this turn of events. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that my 'innocent, prim and proper wife' could act with such depraved abandonment … and I was thrilled. Missy was similarly impressed at what she had initiated and she came over to where I was standing, open-mouthed, took my hand kissed my forehead, and told me to watch everything that was happening. She asked me if 'I approved' but didn't wait for an answer but instead felt my swelling cock that was straining inside of my pants. I dumbly nodded as I heard Jessica imploring Darren to 'fuck me' and for him to respond as his cock slammed in and out of her with no rhythm that I could decipher.
I felt Missy fumbling at my belt which was a good indication she wanted me to be as naked as the rest of the company had become, so I complied with her unspoken request and stood there with my stiff cock proudly pointing at the rutting couple on the couch. Missy made some complimentary noises and then once again took my hand and led me closer to the action.
Darren looked up and taunted me with a smile by saying, "Took your time, didn't you?" before reaching down to rub his fingers on her clit and around his cock as he continued to fuck her. He then withdrew his hand lifted it and asked me, "Wanna taste how excited your wife is?" In a trance, I opened my mouth and licked at Darren's fingers and was reminded of how sweet my wife's pussy tasted, a taste that I had previously believed only I had known about.
Darren gave a chuckle to see my reaction but soon returned to his task to become lost in the powerful strokes of his cock thrusting into my ecstatic wife until finally, he paused and I saw his black buttocks clenched as he released his seed into her trembling body. He was still spurting spunk when he pulled out and collapsed sideways onto the couch beside her.
By this time Missy had stripped off the remainder of her clothes. She pulled away the cushions that had been propped behind Jessica and without asking permission climbed onto the couch and positioned her pussy over her face and I watched my wife taste another woman for the first time. I was awash in lustful pleasure and would have been content to have stood and watched forever but that was not a part of Missy's playbook. She turned to see me standing there mute and said, " … and this is the part when you eat your wife out. Get on with it!"
Bearing in mind her instruction that we had to do everything or anything she suggested without question, I dropped to my knees and took my place between her legs to taste the warm potion of another man's cum. It tasted very similar to my own and so I enthusiastically dipped my tongue deeper into her pussy so that I could savor every drop of their fluids.
Missy looked down at me approvingly as I lapped away at my wife's open pussy which was soaked with passion. She then rolled off Jessica's face and repositioned her body to be up on her knees on the couch facing away from me. Darren roused himself and stood above her so that she could return to sucking his cock which still glistened with the evidence of him fucking my wife and was once again semi-hard.
When she had brought back the life in Darren's beautiful manhood, she rolled over so that she was still on top of Jessica but this time face-to-face with her elbows on either side of her. Darren positioned himself behind her and started fucking her. She locked her mouth onto Jessica's in a passionate kiss and with my head resting on the couch, I could feel every thrust of Darren's cock as I sat on the floor stroking my stiff dribbling cock. I felt I was in some kind of heaven.
Missy continued to 'play the game', she called out to Tim who was, like me, content to be sitting, watching, wanking. She taunted, "Are you watching this? Are you watching your friend fuck your wife?"
No answer was expected and so the taunts stopped but the fucking continued. Missy's hair was hanging loosely and bouncing about my wife's face. I decided the time had come for me to be a part of the action so I reached up and touched her breasts. She liked that and repositioned herself so that I could put them in my mouth.
After what seemed like a very long time, Darren spouted his second ejaculation, this time in Missy. I was impressed that he managed to recover so soon after having done the same to Jessica; little wonder that they had him as a dependable friend. Tim seemed to be as equally impressed and anxious to contribute to the game so as soon as Darren withdrew he took his place and proceeded to clean Darren's spunk which was seeping from Missy's pussy just as I had done earlier with Jessica.
This was amazing; I got up from kneeling on the floor and sat down on the couch beside the two women and propped against the cushions so that Missy could rest back against me as her husband went down on her. I kissed the back of her neck and played with her breasts as she gently rubbed her husband's shoulders.
Darren retreated to the chair that Jessica had previously been sitting in, absolutely spent, his cock already shriveled to a messy-looking half-mast; Missy smiled to see it as she stroked mine which was stiffly pointing toward the ceiling. She then asked Jessica, "What shall we do about our husband's hard cocks?"
Jessica giggled, "Well, normally I leave him that way for a few days but as you're our guests, I'll take care of yours if you want to take care of mine ..!"
Oh my God, the transformation was complete. I no longer had to content myself with wanking through my fantasies, I was about to become some kind of a proper cuckold and witness my wife being fucked by another man.
Missy laughed, pulled her husband's face away from her pussy by his hair, and said, "Honey, time's come to get what you said we would be getting when we came here for tonight."
With that, she rolled over and straddled me and guided my cock into her wet pussy, a movement which then left plenty of room for Tim to reposition himself and do the same to my wife. She looked up at him with a similar look of wonder on her face to my own, a look that expressed the thought of how easy it had been to satisfy our hidden desires and to have found such amicable company with which to do it.
The remainder of the evening was a blur. I don't think that I managed to cum a second time after having filled Missy's cunt but I had a great deal of fun trying. Jessica was equally as energetic and she later confessed it was a first for her to have experienced three separate cocks in one evening. I wasn't quite sure what to make of the remark but it did indicate that she may have had some history that she hadn't told me about!
Our 'dinner date' ended when Missy stood up and said she was satisfied with what we had achieved but it was time for them to be going home. Without asking, she took my hand and led me to the bathroom where we had a shower and shared the task of washing our bodies clean of the various fluids that coated us. It was a bit of a squeeze but Darren managed to join us in the cubicle which amused Tim and Jessica who waited their turn outside.
After we had dressed we naturally met up in the kitchen to drink coffee and sober up before our guests departed, thanking us for 'a lovely evening' and that, "… we must do it all again but, next time you must come to us. We'll invite a few other friends of ours over .. it'll be fun".
Jessica and I did the final bit of tidying up before making our weary way to bed. We looked at each other for reassurance that we had done the right thing knowing that from this day on, life would never be the same again.
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