After our night of passion, I was a little surprised just how interested Anne was in having further meetings with Lesley. Having never shown any previous inclination for women, she now wanted more fun with Lesley and had turned into a pussy addict.
My first encounter with Lesley after that night, came when I went to pick Anne up after work. I was a little early and strolled up to reception. Lesley sat, wearing a blouse with an extra button open at the top, revealing the milky mounds that I had feasted on. I was sure I could see her nipples hardening.
"You do love my tits, don't you? Not as much as I love your cock though."
She ushered me into the walk-in stationery cupboard and immediately had her hand on my zipper, pulling it down and grabbing my cock, which was hardening fast. She wanked me skilfully as we kissed, her tongue making the advances.
"We're only meant to do this together, the three of us." I protested weakly.
"What Lesley wants, Lesley gets." She whispered as she gripped my stiff rod, rubbing her thumb over the tip.
"Finger me! I'm wearing stockings." Lesley demanded.
My hand worked its way under her pleated skirt and felt the hot flesh of her thigh, moving up to her pantie line before slipping my fingers inside her. She moaned and giggled like a little schoolgirl as she wanked me.
She was in control though and stopped before I could spunk over her hand. My fingers had done the trick though and her juices were flowing.
I had put my cock away and left the cupboard just in time. Anne appeared but was very airy as she spoke.
"Lesley getting your cock out was she?"
I was surprised at her candour and acceptance but rolled with it.
"She can't keep her hands away from me, honey."
"Only when I'm not around." Anne answered cheekily.
"You've been playing together?" I asked, resignedly.
"Of course. Lesley is such a good pussy-licker."
Lesley was listening intently.
"Sounds like we need a get together soon." She exclaimed, clapping her hands together, softly.
"I'm up for that!" Both Anne and I chorused.
"How about tonight? Peter's playing bowling so I'm free." Lesley suggested.
There was no reason to refuse and so Anne and I waited in the car for her to finish work.
"You fancy her now don't you?" Anne teased.
"She lets me do the things I want to do to you." I teased back.
"What if I said I'd do anal if you let her do it to you?" Anne said in a subtle voice.
"Are you serious?" I replied in a mixture of excitement and trepidation.
"Very, honey. Lesley says it'll open up new worlds."
At that, there was a fevoured knocking on my side window and Lesley stood there. She motioned for Anne to join her in the back and didn't need to ask twice.
They managed to hold back until we left the company car park, then their lips were almost glued to each other, as their hands roved over and under garments. As I looked in my rear view mirror I became incredibly excited as it dawned on me just how much I loved my wife making out with another woman.
"Finger me Anne, finish what your hubby started." Lesley urged and Anne was happy to comply.
I had to stop the car on a quiet side street, to prevent me from crashing and I turned to watch them.
Anne was thrumming Lesley's clit and Lesley soon orgasmed.
Anne gave me her fingers to lick and somehow we made it home without trouble.
The two ladies went straight to the shower as I undressed and lay on the bed. They were soon back and Lesley reversed up to my face, spreading her big ass-cheeks, allowing my tongue to search her ass. As I did that, Anne took my cock and slowly sucked me, concentrating on my balls.
