Chapter 1
My wife Sarah was having a college friend visit for the weekend. I had volunteered to clean the house for her while she left work and picked her friend up at the airport. As I was finishing, I heard the garage door open and my wife and her friend Amy come into the house.
"Honey, we're home!" Sarah said in a laughing voice.
I quickly wiped my hands on my jeans and went out to say hi.
"Hey girls." I smiled at them. "Good to see you Amy. You're certainly looking well."
"Oh Ryan, you charmer. Give me a hug before you lie to me anymore." Amy ran up to me and gave me a hug and peck on the check.
It wasn't a lie. Even after a plane ride she looked fantastic. She was dressed in tight black slacks and a dark blue, button-up blouse. Her small, firm breasts had pressed against me as we hugged.
"Hugging her before your wife, huh? Careful I might get jealous!" Sarah came up and gave me a quick smack on the butt before kissing me.
"You're getting me in trouble already Amy!" I laughed. "Alright girls, I'm going to jump in the shower before I start dinner."
"Handsome and a chef?" Amy said in a shocked voice. "Where do I find more like him Sarah?"
They descended into giggling and were already lost in their catching up as I went back to the master bedroom to shower.
I could feel that I was already erect just from having hugged Amy and seeing her and my wife together. They were both quite beautiful women, if in different ways. My wife was short and petite, with disproportionately large breasts for her short stature. Her long brown hair hung down to where her work suit was slightly unbuttoned, showing the slightest bit of cleavage. Nearing our 30's, she still could pass for an undergrad student and routinely got hit on when we were out at bars.
Amy was taller with blond hair and smaller breasts, but still an absolute knockout. Especially in her tight blouse. She was a fitness nut and it showed. Her form-fitting shirt showed off a stomach, butt and legs without a hint of fat.
I took off my clothes to get in the shower. When I removed my boxer briefs, my penis poked upwards at me. I gently tugged on my rock-hard cock. I had to release the tension before going back out there or I'd hardly be able to stand it.
I got in the shower and started soaping up, even while furtively masturbating myself. As I grew closer to orgasm, I heard my wife open the bedroom door.
"Honey, I'm just showing Amy around the house, don't hop out of the shower, I'd hate to get her all riled up!" She said as they both giggled.
"Sure thing." I hastily responded. I could hear them talking in the bedroom as I furiously jerked off in the shower.
"And this is our master bathroom," Sarah said as she opened the door to the bathroom. I turned my back to them in the shower, unsure if they could see my silhouette through the curtain or not.
"So what's your shower look like?" Amy said with a laugh. "Don't rip me off here, I want the full tour!"
"You are terrible!" Sarah said laughing.
They turned and left the bathroom. I shut off the water and hastily dried off. The shock of them opening the door had diminished my erection, but I was still unbelievably turned on and on edge. I knew cooking dinner would be tough with them distracting me.
I grabbed some clothes from the closet while I heard Sarah showing Amy the rest of the house.
"Ryan, we're going to change into our going-out clothes while you fix dinner, is that alright?" Sarah said walking back to the bedroom.
"Sure, you two would only be a distraction anyway. I'd probably burn dinner!" I said.
"Is he always this charming?" Amy said with a smile.
"Only when he's horny." Sarah responded with a mischievous grin.
Chapter 2
I mixed up some drinks for myself and the girls as I put the casserole for dinner in the oven.
"Okay, who wants a martini?" I shouted to them in the living room.
"Only if it's stiff!" Amy said, already laughing at her own joke.
"You're such a tease." Sarah said, smacking Amy's knee.
"Who's teasing? I like my martinis like I like my men."
"Unemployed and living with their parents?" Sarah asked innocently.
"Oh I'll get you for that one!" Amy started tickling her. Sarah jumped up to escape and Amy smacked her on the butt as she rose. Sarah's skirt swirled higher as she danced away from Amy. I watched her, thinking how much I wanted to lift up her skirt, peel down her panties and take her, right then and there.
"Protect me Ryan!" Sarah said ducking behind me laughing. Amy ran in front of me and started grabbing at Sarah behind my back. She pressed herself close to me, and I could feel my erection rubbing against her leg.
"Ha, Ryan can protect you with that sword he has in his pants maybe!"
Sarah spun me around and looked down at my jeans. "Enjoying watching us are you?" She said seriously.
"Who wouldn't?" I said.
"We can always give you something more to watch." Amy said sliding closer to Sarah. Sarah looked over and smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Amy's mischievous grin had vanished and the girls now looked at each other very seriously. Sarah put her hand on Amy's shoulder and gently pulled her towards her mouth. Their lips met and gently brushed each others'.
I was shaking with nervousness and excitement. I didn't even want to speak or move for fear I might disrupt whatever was transpiring in front of me.
Sarah grabbed her martini and took a large gulp. She stuck her tongue out and Amy wrapped her lips around it. "Oh he makes them stiff alright." She said moving her mouth off of my wife's tongue and licking her lips.
They both turned to look at me simultaneously.
