My wife and I had dabbled in the swinging lifestyle a little bit some time ago, even hooking up with another couple for some swapping, nothing too outrageous. We definitely enjoyed watching porn, an emphasis on threesomes dominating our extensive collection of DVDs.
Enter my wife's friend Kathryn. Although Ang and Kat would go out drinking a couple times a month, she was a friend of both of ours, and she and I occasionally had this running joke that if we got Ang drunk enough, something might happen. Kat wasn't drop-dead gorgeous, but was hot enough for sure. Her demeanor and wit led me to believe that she was always about half-serious about getting a threeway going and I think Ang wanted to try it more than she would ever admit.
So finally one night the girls decided to include me in their drunken revelry, and we hit the local dive up the street. Ang was dressed conservatively as usual, a tight white sweater emphasizing her every shwervy curve. Kathryn's white button-down was buttoned down nicely, and her black mini-skirt revealed just a little too much of her bare legs. They were long and well defined, and didn't need stockings to be extremely sexy.
Over the course of the night, the three of us drank way too much, and headed onto the small dance floor at regular intervals to get our threeway groove on. Dancing behind my wife, I was sure to press my hardness up against her backside, a constant reminder that I was there and the groove thing was working. Kat would in turn back up against Ang, grinding her tight little ass against my wife's crotch.
At the end of the night, it seemed I was the only one capable of driving, so I took the keys and loaded the ladies into the car. We were much closer to our house than Kat's, and it only took a little convincing to persuade her to crash at our house, sleep it off and I'd take her home in the morning.
Upon arriving at our place, Ang started upstairs to fetch a blanket and pillow for Kat to use while sleeping on the couch. "The couch is nice, but our bed is nicer," she joked. "Jealous?" I took the opportunity and went for broke.
"Do you like porn?" I asked Kat abruptly.
"Oh hell yeah," she slurred. "Whatcha got?"