Tracy paced the floor in the bedroom, so nervous she couldn't be still. She was wearing only a short pink silk night gown and it floated around her as she walked back and forth, trying to calm down and breath. This whole plan was crazy; they couldn't really go through with it, could they? She stopped in her tracks when she heard the front door, then walked backwards until the back of her legs hit the bed, and she sat down. She thought she might start hyperventilating, feeling panic set in. Why had she ever agreed to this??
The bedroom door swung open, and she saw her husband, Justin, standing there with another man right behind him. Justin was a little above average height, with short black hair, and dark blue eyes. He had a nice body, on the thin side, but with strong arms that she loved. The stranger next to her husband was a bit taller, with blond wavy hair. That's about all she could tell at first. Justin hadn't told her anything about the man he was bringing home, so she was very curious.
"Hi honey," Justin said. "This is my friend Bill, from work."
"Hi," she squeaked, feeling her throat closing up.
The two men entered the room, and Justin walked over and sat next to his wife on the bed, while Bill stood about a foot away, watching her. He rubbed her back, noticing her discomfort. "Are you okay to do this," he said. "If you want to back out..."
She hesitated, looking into the stranger's brown eyes. He was looking her up and down, eyes heavy. He appeared to like what he was seeing. Being looked at with such heated desire was helping the nervousness to leave her, and she felt excitement in the pit of her stomach.
"No hon," she said, eyes locked on Bill, "I was just a little nervous, but I'm feeling much better."
"Alright then," he said, and stood up to move next to Bill. "I'm just going to sit over there. Bill, go sit on the bed next to Tracy." He moved over to the chair by the wall, and sat down, his cock already stirring, as he watched his friend sit on the bed next to his wife. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. Unlike his wife however, he wasn't nervous at all, just turned on, and on edge with anticipation.
A few weeks ago when they were talking about fantasies, and he hesitantly mentioned watching her with another man, she didn't just shoot him down like he thought she would. She said she needed to think about it. By a couple of weeks later, he thought she had totally forgotten their conversation, or was pretending it didn't happen. But then she brought it up, and said MAYBE she would be willing to try if he really wanted to do it. He had someone in mind at work that would be perfect, and he told her he would set the date, so she wouldn't change her mind.