"Oh, yeah," he sighed as he turned to Helen. "You really turn me on!"
My wife just smiled and as she got up, she flipped up her skirt again to give us another peek at her firm buttocks. I asked her to get us another beer while she was in the kitchen fixing her a drink. We finished our beers just as Helen brought us another round. When a slow song came on the radio, I took Helen's hand and helped her to her feet and we slowly danced across the living room. When I had her back to Greg, I slipped my hands down and grabbed her ass and when she slapped at my hands, I lifted the hem of her skirt almost to her waist. We finished the dance in the same way, me trying to lift her skirt and Helen trying to stop me. We broke apart laughing and sat back down and finished our drinks. Helen surprised me by turning to Greg and asking him to dance with her, as it was only fair after all. He quickly agreed and helped her to her feet and into his arms.
I noticed Greg had an erection when they finally broke apart and sat back down, but I pretended not to notice. When my wife went to fix us another round of drinks, he tried to stammer an apology for getting a boner when he was dancing with Helen, but I cut him off and assured him I wasn't upset in the least. In fact I was happy he found her beautiful and sexy, so I asked him if he'd ever had a threesome.
"I've been with two women at the same time, but never with another guy and a girl."
"Oh, I was just wondering as that's her fantasy, being with two guys at the same time."
"I didn't say I wouldn't ever be with another man and a woman, just that I never have," he chuckled. "I'd love to fuck your wife."
"All we have to do is talk her into it, because it is up to her after all."
"Absolutely," he agreed, and we changed the subject when Helen returned with our drinks.
She sat down on the couch next to Greg and we continued to talk until another slow song came on the radio. Greg jumped up and grabbed Helen's hand, pulling her to her feet and he asked her to dance because this was his favorite song of all time. She quickly agreed and I settled back to watch the show.
Greg didn't waste much time, he dropped his hands down and grabbed her firm ass within a few seconds. Helen laughed and pulled them back up to her waist, but when he dropped his hands back down, slower this time, and gently squeezed her ass she didn't do anything but dance closer to him. This time when the dance was over, he didn't make any attempt to hide his erection. When he led Helen back to the couch, he lingered in front of her to show off his huge bulge as he took a drink from his beer. I caught my wife staring at his crotch, after all it was only inches from her face and impossible to ignore.
I managed to get two of the next several dances, and when Greg finally excused himself to unload some of that beer, I grabbed Helen and pulled her into my lap.
"Kiss me quick," I whispered, "before Greg gets back."
She smiled and gave me a quick kiss, then I asked her if she wanted to ask Greg to join us in the bedroom and she gave me a shy smile and asked me if that's what I really wanted and I told her it was entirely up to her but I would love to watch her suck another man off. She didn't say anything, but she kissed me again and I caught her hair and tangled my fingers into her dark strands. I continued to kiss her until she melted in my arms and then slipped my hand up her thigh and under her skirt. She jumped when I touched her pussy, but she was too horny to make me stop and I quickly found her clit. Her tiny pussy was so wet, my finger slipped right into her tender folds as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. She was moaning so loud, that I didn't think she heard the bathroom door open, but she either heard that or the light switch clicking off because she quickly untangled herself and was smoothing her skirt when Greg got back to the room.
He laughed and told us not to stop on his account, and when Helen tried to tell him we weren't doing anything, he told her she was fibbing and that wasn't nice. Then he told her it was okay with him if she was afraid to kiss her own husband in front of company. My wife bristled a little at this remark and she reacted just like I knew she would. She jumped back into my lap and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me long and hard.
When we finally broke apart, she looked over at Greg and asked him if he wanted a kiss too, which he quickly agreed to and she quickly leaned over and gave him a little peck on the lips. Greg tried to grab her, but she skipped away and told us she had to excuse herself for a minute, but she'd be right back.
