Previously when we were out with friends, my wife had been chatted up by a man in a bar who she nearly let fuck her but he had ended up cumming prematurely and disappointing her.
Jo takes the Plunge.
"Simon and Caroline want to know if we'll go out again this weekend. What do you think?" I asked my wife.
"Seems like good idea, same as last time?" She answered with a wicked grin.
I smiled back and said quietly, "Why, do you want to let that guy fuck you this time?"
Jo flushed and said, "Not him, he had his chance, and I don't think he would like you watching anyway."
Pushing her, I grinned, "you would have fucked him last time though if he'd not cum in your hand."
My wife flushed again and said, "Yes, I would but I was too far gone by then. That won't happen again."
As we drove through town in the taxi I groped her leg and she responded by letting me get a hand close to her pussy. She was turned on.
"Simon and Caroline swing. Did you know?"
She sat in silence as my words sank in.
"How do you know?" She stated.
"Caroline told me." I replied, "She also said that Simon wants to fuck you."
Jo turned and looked at me. "Do you want him to?"
"If I can watch and maybe join in," I replied. "Would you let him?"
She paused, "Yes" she whispered, "Yes I would."
The taxi stopped outside the restaurant just as Simon and Caroline rounded the corner. They smiled as we got out of the car and walked toward us. I noticed that Jo seemed to be exposing an unusual amount of stocking clad leg. Simon smiled and enjoyed the view too!
Caroline stepped up and kissed me lightly on the cheek and said "Hi you two, ready to eat?"
I nodded and moved toward the door. Jo moved up to Simon and as he went to kiss her cheek, she turned to meet his lips with hers. Simon stiffened as she kissed him full on the lips, allowing her tongue to slip into his mouth.
"Shall we skip the food," she said quietly. "I believe Simon would like to do something else with me."
The three of us stood stock still for a moment, Jo had taken us all by surprise.
"Come-on lets go to your place before I change my mind," she said brightly and set off in the direction of Caroline's house. We followed quickly.
It only took a few minutes to get to their house. As Simon opened the door, I leaned close to Jo and asked if she still wanted this.
"Oh god yes," she replied, "I'm wetting my knickers right now!"
I looked her in the eyes and she grinned back at me. My cock was bursting to get out at her.
Going into the house Simon took her by the hand and I released her to him. He smiled at me and said "This will be a pleasure, Jo, for all of us."
He led her up the stairs and through into their bedroom. My heart was thumping as I watched my wife willingly following him into the unknown.
I hesitated to follow but Caroline took me by the hand and said, "come-on, we will enjoy watching this."
I grinned at her and followed Caroline as willingly as Jo had followed Simon.
As we entered the bedroom, I saw that Simon had wasted no time. He had Jo on the big bed and they were kissing passionately. My friend's hand was working its way up between my wife's open thighs and had already reached her damp knickers.
I stood stock-still and stared as I watched him slip his hand under the elastic side and onto her pussy. Jo moaned as warm fingers probed her secret place and she thrust her hips upward to get him deeper in her.
There was clearly no turning back now, my wife wanted fucking and Simon was in the right place to do it!
Caroline eased me back into an armchair and sat on my lap while we watched Simon and Jo. Caroline is about the same age as Jo with a neat firm figure. Her long dark hair was soft against my cheek and with the seductive smell of her perfume, I was becoming more aware of her presence.
My eyes were still fixed on the couple in front of me and I was becoming more at ease with what I was watching. Still locked in a deep kiss, Simon was "tongue fucking" her, this really turns Jo on, as he slipped his hand out of her pussy and started to ease her knickers off.
My wife willingly helped him by lifting her neat arse off the bed. With a fit of giggles, she struggled to get them off her long legs and with a loud rip, they tore apart. She giggled, "thank god their gone" before locking her mouth back on Simon's.
Now they became more frantic in their actions to fuck. Without ceremony, she began to unfasten Simon's trousers as he pulled at her to get her dress off. In a flurry of arms, legs and giggles, from all of us, they were quickly naked.
Simon was quite tanned and the contrast of his skin against the milky white of my wife was striking.