I was sitting on the toilet cover in the main bathroom of our new home, new in that it was about 80 years newer than our previous house. The other bathroom is in our finished basement. Although we'd moved only a few blocks, it was a big improvement. The old house was 1 1/2 stories with a garage back beside the alley. The new house was one story, bigger, and had an attached garage, to which my husband Dan had installed an electric opener! The window was open to the June air, and a catbird sang his medley from our cherry tree.
The doorbell rang. Dan answered it, and I heard the familiar voice of Joe, our friend and neighbor. He had become my ardent admirer and had gotten very familiar with me during the previous three years. He probably was missing me. I was ambivalent about him. I'm 5' tall with short, blonde hair and a curvaceous figure. Joe is a hulking 6'2" hick with brown hair and a paunch. Behind his initial shy, politeness, is a crude, lewd dude! My husband Dan is 5'8", better-looking and fit.
What Dan and he had in common were interests in dogs, computers, photography, and Internet porn. However, I became their favorite live model. Dan emailed Joe many sexy photos of me and invited him to a photo session. Joe got me to pose naked to the waist for him.
Dan was apparently giving Joe a tour of our home. I had only a bra and bikini panties on, and the bathroom door was wide open. After a moment of panic and getting up to shut the door, I sat back down.
Joe had seen me strip down to my bikini panties for him. About three years ago, he had felt me up, with Dan's encouragement, and I had held my skirt around my waist to give him access to my pussy through my tights and panties. When I admitted that he was making my pussy wet, that was the encouragement he needed to put his hand inside my panties and thoroughly explore my sex. He rubbed my clit and finger-fucked me. He was the only other man to touch me as intimately as a woman can be touched.
I had pulled loose before he could make me cum. He said I was ready to be fucked. I felt it was wrong to let another man fuck me, so Joe left, and my husband, inflamed with lust, stripped me naked and took me down on the living room carpet. After that, we continued our sex games with Joe, but I wouldn't let Joe feel me up anymore. Now, we were all in our late fifties, but being among the 50% of women with denser tissue in my breasts, they were still full and firm enough for a man to enjoy a good look and a good feel.
Then I heard, "Would you like to see Jenny?"
Dan looked in, decided that I was undressed to entertain our lecherous friend, and said, "Here she is!"
Joe looked in, smiled, and hesitated, to gauge my temperature.
"Hi, Jenny! You're lookin' good!"
"Hi, Joe. Do you like our new house?"
"Oh, yeh! It's bigger than ours. I haven't seen much of you lately. I miss you."
"Are you seeing enough of me now?"
"I like what I see, but I'd like to see as much of you as you used to show me."
I usually alternate between a size 38 bra with C cups and a 36 with D cups, but today my breasts were bulging nearly half out of a 36 with C cups. I'd grabbed it by mistake. It was tight, but I knew Dan would like it. Now Joe was liking it.
"So you still like how I look?"
"Oh, yes, and you look better the less you cover!"
Mischievously, I bent forward to rub lotion on my lower legs, so that my tits almost popped out. Then I met Joe's lecherous gaze as I rubbed lotion on my thighs. His tight jeans had a big bulge. His big cock was straining to get outside his jeans and inside me. I felt ambivalent. His compliments on my body still flattered me, and his lewd remarks about how he'd fantasized and masturbated about me and how much he'd like to fuck me had thrilled me in the past.
Dan said, "Come out and visit with Joe."
"After I get dressed."
"You'd entertain our guest much more as you are. I dare you!"
I usually accepted a dare as a challenge, especially from my husband.
"Well, Joe, should I dress, or do you prefer me like this?"
I looked at his hardon and noticed that my husband had one too.
"It's a shame for you to cover any of your gorgeous body when you know how much I like it, but as you are is a good compromise."
I was headed for my recliner, but Dan led me to the couch, between him and Joe. This was dangerous! Fear and excitement battled for control of me. I needed a stiff drink to deal with two stiff cocks! Dan read my mind.
While he was in the kitchen making me a double whiskey and ginger ale, Joe moved against me and put his right arm around my bare shoulders. He caressed my upper arm and began playing with the shoulder straps of my bra, pulling them down around my upper arms, which exposed my breasts almost to my aureoles. I shivered with excitement. As I looked down to see how much was showing, he used his left hand to caress my left thigh. I was frightened and thrilled to have him feel me up, be so eager to get his hands on me and want to see me naked.
I looked an appeal to Dan as he brought my drink, but he smiled.
"I see that you two are renewing your intimate friendship!"
My husband had just given my admirer a license for licentious use of me! He sat beside me and caressed my right thigh while Joe caressed my left. I'm a quick drinker and drink even faster when I'm nervous, so Dan soon had to make me another double. Joe didn't pause his advances but began kissing my shoulder and neck while he moved his left hand from my thigh to squeeze the cup of my left tit until the excited nipple popped out.
I thought I could continue to enjoy their erotic attentions, as long as I didn't submit to Joe's cock. Halfway through my second drink, he put my hand to feel his bulge, and I wondered how it would feel in my pussy, if it could fit.
Dan reached behind my back and unfastened my bra. I turned to protest, but he said,
"You've shown Joe your naked tits twice before and told me it gave you a thrill, so don't shy away now! I dare you to show your tits.
Dan invited Joe to strip me of my bra. Resignedly, I held my arms out for Joe to strip me. My very excited nipples betrayed my arousal.
