"No. I wouldn't mind at all!" I answered, still not believing the openness of this couple.
Suzy practically shouted "GREAT! I'll give you our address so you can run home to change if you want. Just don't take too long, or we might have to start without you!" As she said this she wrote her address on a piece of paper she'd grabbed from the glove box.
I promised I wouldn't be too long at all and got out to go over to my own car. She blew me a kiss as they pulled away and I just shook my head in disbelief. When I got in the car I looked at the address and saw it was in one of the better parts of town and also contained their phone number. I hurried home and managed to get there without killing anyone. I had to keep smelling my fingers to make sure all this was real. (Hey, it sure beat pinching myself!)
Once at home I jumped in the shower to freshen up. I resisted the urge to bring myself off even though my cock had been hard and begging for release all day. Somehow I knew I should save it up. I still could not believe how this day had turned out. I was pretty sure I knew what these two free spirited people were up to. I'd known some women in my time who loved to take on more than one guy at a time. But none of them were married!
I had heard of couples like this. Mostly from stories in penthouse forum. Although I did remember a couple who used to frequent a bar I went to. The word was that they were into sharing, but I always steered clear of them, as he supposedly just liked to watch and jackoff. And while she was very hot and I wouldn't have minded taking a turn with her, he always seemed queer to me and I had to wonder who he was turned on by as he got off.
But now I had the real deal waiting for me and I hurriedly threw on a pair of shorts and tee shirt. Her voice telling me to hurry or they would start without me rang in my head as I tied my shoes. I also had visions of her inner thigh as her husband caressed it. That mental picture was mixed up with memories of her legs and ass at the sandwich shop, the way she licked her pouty lips, that hint of perfume, the way her face glowed and her eyes shone when she was being bad. The way she screamed and thrashed as she climaxed.
A car horn brought me back to reality and I was shocked to see I'd just run a stop sign by my house. I knew the guy in the other car and he yelled "What the fuck Dave? Are you drunk already?!" I waved an apology and continued on my way. I didn't even remember leaving my damn apartment! I guess I was drunk in a way. I was drunk with lust. I vowed to pay more attention to the road or I might miss out on a really great night!
I finally found their house. I had stopped and grabbed a few six-packs of long necks on the way, fighting off some invitations from my friends to have a beer or nine with them. I think they figured out that I had a hot one lined up for tonight. As I left they made the required lewd remarks. If they only knew! I had made a wrong turn or two as I wasn't that familiar with this section of the suburbs. If their car hinted that they might be well off, this house confirmed it. The thing that struck me most was the glimpse of privacy fence at the side of the house that seemed to extend around to the back. The neighbor's houses were a good distance away too. I remembered her comment about swimming and a vision of her body dripping wet sprung into my mind.
I parked my car behind theirs in the driveway and couldn't help but notice how out of place it looked here. It fit right in, in my neighborhood. I reminded myself that I wasn't here to compare vehicles and made my way to the front door. As I rang the bell I felt exactly as I had when I'd exited work that day. I was filled with a mixture of fear, anticipation, uncertainty and nervous lust.
After a moment the door opened and my jaw dropped to my chest. I thought she'd been hot in her dress today but the sight that I was greeted with when the door opened was something else altogether. I heard her scolding my tardiness again as I took in the view before me. She was wearing a pair of cutoff jeans. They were what we used to call Daisy Dukes. Named for the shorts that Katherine Bach used to wear on the Dukes of Hazzard show. Only as good as Katherine looked on TV. These were better. For one thing they were cut way shorter than "Daisy's". As a matter of fact they would not have been acceptable on network television. They actually went up around her hips like a pair of French cut panties. The crotch of these shorts was no more than an inch of denim that was puffed out as it tried to contain her sex. The button of these skimpy shorts hung so low as to almost reveal her pubes.
Her top was just as bad (or good, depending on how you look at it!) It was an old Rolling Stones tee shirt that had been cut short to reveal her entire belly. As a matter of fact the bottom simply dangled off her breasts which were now free of any confining bra. They seemed to stand out quite well on their own and looked just as firm and lovely as earlier today. Actually they looked much better since now her puffy nipples were in plain sight. Since the shirt had obviously been through the wash so many times it was practically see-through, they were plainly visible. The neck of the shirt had been cut completely away and had a large vee that showed her cleavage. The sleeves had been cut-off and some extra material had been removed as well to show off the sides of her tits. All in all, there wasn't much left of the old Stones shirt. I couldn't help but think that Mick and the boys would defiantly approve!
Her scolding had ended and I heard the tinkle of her giggle again as she asked "So, you like my outfit?" She spun around like a model and I saw the entire bottom of her luscious ass before she turned to face me again. I could only stare as she giggled again. My eyes traveled hungrily up her perfect body until they reached her face. It was now totally devoid of make-up and looked even better this way. She did look more her age without her make-up but she looked natural, fresher. Although it was slightly flushed as if she had run for the door when the bell rang. Or were her and Bill up to something when I got here? She had warned me that they'd start without me. I knew her well enough by now to know she wasn't blushing from my ogling her.
Bill came into the foyer and put his arms lovingly around his wife from behind. His hands went to her flat stomach and she seemed to melt into his touch. "Hey Dave!" He said comfortably. Then into her ear he asked "Honey, are you going to keep our guest waiting outside or are you going to ask him in?"
"I don't know baby, he seems content where he is for now. Either that or he's paralyzed!" She sang happily. "Are you o.k. Dave? Do you wanna come in?" She asked sarcastically.
I literally shook my head to clear it and smiled at Bill "Both I guess. That's some woman you have there, Bill." Then I returned her smile and said "I'd love to come in." They stood aside to let me in and closed the door behind me.
The sound of the door closing brought with it the thought that this was real. That these two had actually invited me into their home for the purpose of carnal fun. This idea was confirmed by Suzy slipping an arm around both Bill and I and leading us both into the living room. "What a lucky girl I am!" She said in that sweet voice of hers "I have TWO good looking guys to keep me company on a Friday night. Gee I hope I can find a way to entertain them both." She added as if to herself.
Bill chuckled and I commented that she should have no problem with that. She thanked me as we made our way to the back patio. SShe told me again how sweet I was and reminded me of what she'd have to do if I kept that up! I'm sure I turned beat red at the thought and assured her I remembered.
My suspicion about the privacy fence was confirmed as we exited the back of the house. I couldn't see any of the neighbors houses at all. Which meant that the neighbors couldn't see us either.
There was a gas grill with burgers on it and Bill went to it asking how I liked my burgers. I told him that medium was fine for me. He was wearing loose fitting gym shorts and I could tell he was semi-erect. I wondered again if they had indeed "started without me" or if that was just his natural state from living with such an enticing woman. I thought that either answer was possible. Probably both, I thought.
Suzy took my six-packs and after I'd grabbed a beer out of one she placed the rest in a fridge they had under the roofed section of the patio. I told her to grab one for herself and Bill if they wanted even though I saw they already had one each and there were a few empties already on the table. Suzy had to put my six-packs on the very bottom shelf of the fridge and of course bent at the waste to do so. She kept up a conversation with me the whole time about my not having to bring beer as they were always well stocked. The swell of her cunt was plainly visible in her shorts and more than half of her ass was exposed. I was sure she was talking to me in order to keep my attention on her. (As if I could look anywhere else!) I stared openly and when I heard Bill growl deep in his chest I looked over to see him watching her too. He gave me a wink and a smile before returning to his duties.
"Yep, that sure is some wife you have there, Bill!" I told him as we both shared the view of her sweet ass and puffy twat.
"Thank you Dave. She is something, isn't she?" He replied proudly as he started scooping burgers from the grill.
"Well, thank you guys. It's always nice to be noticed." Said Suzy as she pulled a bowl of some sort of salad from the fridge and placed it on the table. Her tits almost spilling out of her small top as she did so.
"I would imagine that you're noticed everywhere you go Darlin'" I said smiling at her.
