From our backyard resting high on the hill south of Reno, Linda sits at the patio table facing the hypnotic light show filling the horizon. Without diverting her gaze from the valley below, she acknowledges my arrival by saying, “Thanks for coming straight home.”
“You made it sound urgent.” Linda shrugs, and I ask, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she says in a voice barely above a whisper.
“Nothing? Is this something I’ll be blamed for?”
“Sounds like a guilty conscience. What did you do?”
“Nothing.”
The pungent silence hangs in the air until Linda says, “Something’s missing in our relationship.”`
“For instance?”
“The excitement in our lives.”
“Are you saying we should find a new adrenaline builder?”
Linda nods. “Something like that.”
“Fantastic idea, baby. I’ve had the urge to try hang gliding lately.”
Linda diverts her eyes. “I was thinking more about the lines of where we took our friendship with George and Barbara.”
“You mean …” Linda nods. “Wow, I didn’t see that coming.”
Linda quickly broke eye contact. “Just a thought. We don’t have to if you’re not interested.”
“I don’t have a problem with this, but since moving here, we have formed no friendships coming close to what we had with George and Barbara.”
“Give it some thought and let me know what you think.”
“I’m sure I’ll be able to think of nothing else.”
My mind drifts back to the point our lives changed forever. After growing up in the farmlands around Merced California, we married out of high school. Then, five years ago, during an unusually hot summer, we choose to celebrate Linda’s twenty-fifth birthday by escaping the heat in Lake Tahoe.
One evening, an outing to the casino led to an impromptu encounter with a casino manager who suggested we apply for blackjack dealers. On a lark we followed his suggestion, and much to our surprise, we were hired.
Only intending to spend the summer kayaking and mountain biking in paradise. We rented a house and set out to enjoy the area while waiting for real world job opportunities to open. When the snow started falling we were left with no option other than buying season tickets at Heavenly Ski Resort.
Our coming from a small town where we knew everybody to a resort destination where we knew no one took some adjusting. We joined coworkers on the slopes during the winter and kayaked with them on the lake during the summer. During the slow season, the casino included a fifty percent restaurant discount in our paychecks. We would regularly meet with coworkers for group dinners during this time of year. But our association was more in the fashion of office friendships.
Two years ago, I took a promotion with the same casino and we moved to Reno. Linda also transferred, but remained a part-time dealer while I took a supervisor’s position. We found a custom house with an in-ground pool overlooking the city at an unbelievable price in an upscale area and moved in.
Until now, we’ve been the perfect Valentine’s Day couple focused on ourselves. Over the weeks since Linda’s revelation, little was mentioned about our discussion. Then tonight, I arrive home shortly after six to find a strange car in our driveway. Linda had the day off and coworkers coming over to enjoy the pool on a hot, sticky day isn’t unusual.
On the patio overlooking the pool, Stacy, a fellow dealer, and my wife are sipping margaritas in their bikini’s enjoying the late afternoon sun. Linda greets me with a smile. “Hi baby, there are more margaritas in the blender if you’re thirsty.”
I take a seat beside them. “No thanks. What’s up with you two?”
Linda places her index finger to her lips. “Don’t tell anybody. It’s a secret. We’re planning your birthday party,” Linda said, bursting into laughter.
“Nothing elaborate, I hope?” My mind races as I take in Stacy’s five-nine frame. Clad in a bikini, she has the body of a competitive swimmer, long and lean with the face of an angel.
Stacy bites her lower lip, and asks, “Is half a dozen couples skinny dipping in your pool casual enough for you?”
I divert my gaze to conceal the warm glow rising from my neck. “Now I know you’re joking. No way is Linda getting naked at a party.”
With arched eyebrows Stacy says, “Linda isn’t who I’m worried about.”
I do a double-take at Stacy before turning my attention to Linda, who shrugs with a mischievous smile. Before I can reply Stacy slides her long lanky frame onto my lap. Her skimpy bikini does nothing to inhibit her shapely ass from encompassing my cock. In moments any attempt to conceal my erection is abandon as I grasp her by the hips.
Stacy springs from my lap, spins around and straddles me. Her arms snake around my neck, and a moment after our lips meet, her tongue is probing my mouth. “Are you up to discussing your party with a threesome?”
My face burns as I try to catch my breath. “What the hell is going on?”
Stacy arches her hips, rubbing her pussy over my shaft. “Linda was right.”
“About what?”
“My being impressed with your package.”
“Okay, you’ve had your fun. Now jump up before Linda starts using us for target practice.”
“You really don’t understand, do you?”
“I understand enough to know this aint happening.”
The corners of Stacy’s lips turn up, forming a smile. “Silly boy, your wife approached me with this idea, not the other way around.”
I answer Stacy while facing Linda. “Are you saying …”
“I’m saying your wife wants to open your marriage.”
“Come again?”
“I probably will if you agree. She’s all for you having fun and her turning it loose with the guys.”
Unable to comprehend the scenario, I ask, “Which guys?”
Stacy reaches between us, grabbing my cock. “We formed a swingers’ club made up of friends and several coworkers. Our husbands are as eager to fuck Linda as you are to slide this inside me.”
To my surprise, Linda is standing beside me. “Let’s take this inside. You’ve begged me to agree to this for years.”
All three of us are naked on reaching our bedroom. Still considering the possibility, I freeze beside the bed until both ladies drop to their knees in front of me with open mouths. By rotating my hips, I move my cock from one mouth to the other while each stares into my eyes.
Being a gentleman, I wait until Stacy pulls back, sliding my cock from her throat before asking, “Are you sure Bob is good with this?”
She nods, and says, “He’s waiting for my call. Should I give him a ring, letting him know everybody is onboard with him coming over to fuck Linda after work?” Stacy flicks her tongue over the head of my dick, lapping at the flowing pre-cum. With a wink, she says, “I’m sure fucking Linda will make his day.”
Stacy stands taking Linda in her arms. “How about you? Are you open to fucking my husband?” Linda shrugs with a giggle.
Stacy runs her hand between Linda’s legs, and says, “One thing’s for sure, you’re ready to fuck somebody.”
Bob doesn’t answer Stacy’s call, so she leaves a message and returns her attention to Linda. In moments, she’s on her hands and knees with Linda sprawled supine in front of her. In seven years of marriage, not once has my wife expressed an interest in women, yet grinding herself into Stacy’s probing tongue has her in ecstasy.
We form a daisy chain where I’m eating Stacy while she works on Linda who is giving me head. Then we change positions repeatedly. Finally, I fuck Stacy while she sucks and licks Linda. Stacy’s ass swaying and thrusting back into me became too much. Unable to prolong my orgasm, I held myself deep inside and began filling her pussy.
An hour later we are halfway through our drinks and still naked when the doorbell wrang. When I didn’t move, Linda asks, “Aren’t you getting that?”
I cocked my head with a mischievous smile. “He’s here to fuck you, not me.”
Bob enters the living room with his arm around Linda’s waist and an ear to ear smile. He kisses his wife and asks, “You guys started without me?”
“We needed to strike while the pussy was hot,” Stacy said with a laugh.
Bob runs his hand between Linda’s legs. “No problem. I love sloppy seconds.”
Linda parts her legs and says, “Whoever is having me next will be my first of the night. Questions on how ready I am to get started?” Linda’s tongue darts over her lips as she kisses Bob, and whispers, “Our spouses have me ready to climb the walls in anticipation, so get your cock inside me before I scream.”
Linda drops to her knees in front of Bob as he rips his clothes off. She studies his throbbing dick for a moment before taking him into her mouth. He savors her sloshing mouth for a few minutes before moving into position behind Linda. “We can finish that another time. I’ve dreamed of your pussy for so long I can’t wait another moment.” With that, he sinks his dick balls deep inside Linda and starts bucking.
Stacy is suddenly stroking my cock. The squishing sounds of Bob’s cock slamming into Linda’s saturated pussy fills the room. Stacy sucks my earlobe, her hot breath tickles as she says, “Is Linda being fucked as exciting as you imagined?”
“Far more than I expected.”
“You need to make this more than just being fucked for her.”
“I don’t follow?”
“She’s never experienced two men at the same time. Allow her to suck your cock while Bob fills her pussy. She’ll thank you afterward.”
Linda’s eyes spring open as I trace pre-cum over her lips with the head of my cock. She takes a firm grip as her tongue slithers along the underside as I slowly sink my cock in and out. For a woman used to raising such a fuss about me cumming in her mouth, finds no problem devouring my cock fresh from Stacy’s cum filled pussy.
Stacy stands, extending her hand, and says, “Let’s go skinny dipping.”
Alone in the pool, Stacy wraps her legs around my waist and asks, “How are you doing with all of this?”
“Shocked, but enjoying everything so far.”
“Questions?”
“What brought this on?”
“We enjoy playing with other people, and Bob had the hots for Linda. I finally did him a favor by asking her if you two were interested in a little adult fun.”