- Wed May 08, 2013 11:44 pm
#23363
After a breakup of several months, we found ourselves (only by happenstance) stoking the few remaining embers that were aglow from our relationship. "B" told me she had made plans to move to Florida in just a few weeks for a change of scene. She was going to share an apartment with her long time girlfriend who was already living there. We decided that I would join her there, as soon as possible, to see if we still had something worthwhile. 3 months later, I did. When I arrived, her friend had just departed because she had decided to try to work it out with her son's Dad. This made things financially difficult for my babe because she was trying to make ends meet with a couple of low paying jobs.
I found a decent job fairly quickly. The next year we moved out of the apartment and bought a small, cinder block house in the next town over. We married three years later in 1980.
I worked in an office and enjoyed my job. At some point a young woman was hired as a replacement file clerk. She was about 5'4" with thick, below the shoulders brown hair and a truly great bod. I got to know her and enjoyed talking with "Caryn" at lunch and breaks. She usually dressed in what seemed to me was a somewhat stretchy, body clingy material that ended several inches above her knees. She was well tanned so never wore nylons. It was not unusual for us to chat outside on the patio having a coffee and cigarette. I enjoyed watching her apply lotion to her legs as we talked.
Several weeks after she had been working there, I noticed she was arriving at work looking different; kind of distressed and disheveled. She confided she was in a relationship (unmarried) that was becoming abusive. I told her that she needed to leave that shit immediately and then phoned my wife but she wasn't home. So after work when I arrived with Caryn it was the first time I had the opportunity to introduce her and her situation. My wife initially appeared apprehensive (duh) but one day led to two, led to a week, etc. She and Caryn had become friends and so Caryn moved in and took our extra bedroom and contributed to the expenses. So that was cool.
My wife and she honestly never seemed to be aware that whenever either was walking around the house in a towel wrap or in ass-cheek shorts and bra-less tanktops, bathing suits or whatever, that it was perhaps normal for them but very impressionable on me! Soon when the chillier months arrived, they would wear flannel shirts and, oh yes, that had the same affect on me. I was constantly aroused. What started out as every man's dream was becoming hellishly frustrating to me. It seemed like I always had uncomfortable erections. I neglected to mention that my wife is 5'9", has long dirty blond hair, and is more busty than Caryn who is well endowed!
New Year's Eve arrived and we all decided to stay home, nosh, drink, smoke and watch television. I prepared finger foods and the three of us had lots of beer, wine, tequila and smoke. Caryn was on the couch to my right and my sweetie was on my left. We three were feeling really good...laughing and joking and stuff. I decided after these several weeks of being the nice and polite guy, it was the right time and the right place to just go for it. What the hell.
Like a teenager I stretched my arms out and around the shoulders of both these sexy women and I gently coaxed each in tight to my body. Soon each of my hands were occupied, fondling a large and firm breast and massaging their nipples simultaneously. Both gals placed a hand on my closest thigh to them and my cock conspicuously strained against the inside of the loose sweat-shorts I was wearing....a look that always produced a wet pussy for my wife. From the light of the television and a couple of candles, we three could easily see the dark, wet spot spreading on the light gray flannel shorts I was wearing.
I turned my face to the right and met Caryn's open mouth with my own as my wife freed my cock from out under my shorts. The head of my penis now appeared a deeper purple and pre-cum was dripping from the slot in a long, thin string that she created with the gentle touch of her long-nailed forefinger. "B" bent over and slid the tip of her tongue up my shaft and then pressed it into the open slit, just beyond the thick ridge that surrounded it. Caryn slid easily to the floor in front of me and I pulled off her top. Her tits were smaller than "B's" but the were the shapeliest and most firm that I have ever seen. B passed the torch off to Caryn and I turned to B and silently lipped the words "thank you" then pulled her top off over her head, releasing her 38 DD's for me to massage and suck.
The minutes sort of flew by as both shared in the experience of getting me off orally. I was never a big squirter but jeez my cum shot out high and with force this time and I could see the evidence on both their beaming faces illuminated by the candle light.
I would love to go on and on about the hours of fucking and licking the three of us continued to enjoy that night but the truth be told, both went to their separate bedrooms after kissing and wishing each other a Happy New Year. Nothing like this ever happened again while Caryn was our friend and border. To this day I remember every nano-second perfectly.
I found a decent job fairly quickly. The next year we moved out of the apartment and bought a small, cinder block house in the next town over. We married three years later in 1980.
I worked in an office and enjoyed my job. At some point a young woman was hired as a replacement file clerk. She was about 5'4" with thick, below the shoulders brown hair and a truly great bod. I got to know her and enjoyed talking with "Caryn" at lunch and breaks. She usually dressed in what seemed to me was a somewhat stretchy, body clingy material that ended several inches above her knees. She was well tanned so never wore nylons. It was not unusual for us to chat outside on the patio having a coffee and cigarette. I enjoyed watching her apply lotion to her legs as we talked.
Several weeks after she had been working there, I noticed she was arriving at work looking different; kind of distressed and disheveled. She confided she was in a relationship (unmarried) that was becoming abusive. I told her that she needed to leave that shit immediately and then phoned my wife but she wasn't home. So after work when I arrived with Caryn it was the first time I had the opportunity to introduce her and her situation. My wife initially appeared apprehensive (duh) but one day led to two, led to a week, etc. She and Caryn had become friends and so Caryn moved in and took our extra bedroom and contributed to the expenses. So that was cool.
My wife and she honestly never seemed to be aware that whenever either was walking around the house in a towel wrap or in ass-cheek shorts and bra-less tanktops, bathing suits or whatever, that it was perhaps normal for them but very impressionable on me! Soon when the chillier months arrived, they would wear flannel shirts and, oh yes, that had the same affect on me. I was constantly aroused. What started out as every man's dream was becoming hellishly frustrating to me. It seemed like I always had uncomfortable erections. I neglected to mention that my wife is 5'9", has long dirty blond hair, and is more busty than Caryn who is well endowed!
New Year's Eve arrived and we all decided to stay home, nosh, drink, smoke and watch television. I prepared finger foods and the three of us had lots of beer, wine, tequila and smoke. Caryn was on the couch to my right and my sweetie was on my left. We three were feeling really good...laughing and joking and stuff. I decided after these several weeks of being the nice and polite guy, it was the right time and the right place to just go for it. What the hell.
Like a teenager I stretched my arms out and around the shoulders of both these sexy women and I gently coaxed each in tight to my body. Soon each of my hands were occupied, fondling a large and firm breast and massaging their nipples simultaneously. Both gals placed a hand on my closest thigh to them and my cock conspicuously strained against the inside of the loose sweat-shorts I was wearing....a look that always produced a wet pussy for my wife. From the light of the television and a couple of candles, we three could easily see the dark, wet spot spreading on the light gray flannel shorts I was wearing.
I turned my face to the right and met Caryn's open mouth with my own as my wife freed my cock from out under my shorts. The head of my penis now appeared a deeper purple and pre-cum was dripping from the slot in a long, thin string that she created with the gentle touch of her long-nailed forefinger. "B" bent over and slid the tip of her tongue up my shaft and then pressed it into the open slit, just beyond the thick ridge that surrounded it. Caryn slid easily to the floor in front of me and I pulled off her top. Her tits were smaller than "B's" but the were the shapeliest and most firm that I have ever seen. B passed the torch off to Caryn and I turned to B and silently lipped the words "thank you" then pulled her top off over her head, releasing her 38 DD's for me to massage and suck.
The minutes sort of flew by as both shared in the experience of getting me off orally. I was never a big squirter but jeez my cum shot out high and with force this time and I could see the evidence on both their beaming faces illuminated by the candle light.
I would love to go on and on about the hours of fucking and licking the three of us continued to enjoy that night but the truth be told, both went to their separate bedrooms after kissing and wishing each other a Happy New Year. Nothing like this ever happened again while Caryn was our friend and border. To this day I remember every nano-second perfectly.
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