Timmy's Adv. - The Hot Wife

This is the fourth story in a five part series about a shy college geek turned confident stud. It is a spin off from the "Kimmy's Adventures" series I've previously published. This story is an immediate continuation from Timmy's Adventures-DD Debbie. The initial setting is the morning after Timmy and Stacey, a TV news woman, hook up for the first time.

This is a fictional story from the recesses of my perverted mind. Any resemblance to any real people or places is a coincidence. All characters depicted are 18-years of age or older.

Timmy's Adventures-Hot Wife Experience

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The next morning I made it to the TV station with just minutes to spare for the 5 a. m. call time. I got home from Stacey's apartment about midnight. That gave me a little over three-hours of sleep before I got up to shower and dress before leaving for work. Although I was euphoric about the events of the previous night, I couldn't deny that I was tired as I made my way to the make up room prior to going on air.

"Good morning Timmothy!" Nancy the make up artist greeted me cheerfully as I took a seat and tried to get comfortable. She was an attractive woman in her mid-fifties who had been employed there for years and was also known as the station's yenta. "So how was your date with Stacey last night? You look a little tired!"

"Holy shit, how'd she know?!" I thought to myself. "This woman's reputation was for real." I decided to play dumb, in an effort to maintain Stacey's privacy and modesty at work.

"Um.. uhh... Morning Nancy," I replied. "Date?, Not exactly sure what you're talking about."

"Oh, don't play coy with me Mr. Innocent," Nancy retorted, grabbed the morning paper off the counter and threw it in my lap. "Says right there in Page 6 of The Post that ABC's' up and coming Anchor Woman and its new weekend meteorologist were seen canoodling in a booth at Juliano's Seafood in Little Italy last night."

"Oh, that?" I scoffed playing it off, as I glanced at the two paragraph blurb. "I'd hardly call it a "canoodling". More of two new colleagues getting to know each other."

"Yeah, well in the picture the two of you look like you're getting to 'know each other' pretty well," Vicky responded as she tied the apron to protect my wardrobe around my neck.

"Picture," I asked incredulously while looking up from the paper.

Almost instantaneously Nancy reached into her back pocket, pulled out her phone and displayed a photograph from the Post's website of Stacey next to me in our booth.

"Where exactly was Stacey's left hand anyway?" Nancy asked deviously. At that very moment, the anchor woman walked into the room, surprising both Nancy and me. Stacey looked at the picture displayed on the device that Nancy was holding.

"I believe it was on his knee, but it might have been on his crotch, I'm not sure exactly" Stacey replied matter of factly as she sat in the chair next to me. My eyes nearly popped out of my head in surprise.

"Oh Timmy, don't worry about Knee Pad Nancy here," Stacey responded, "word has it she's blown everyone in this building from the custodians to the station manager, so she can hardly talk about two colleagues out for a 'platonic' date. Besides, if anything she's just mad she didn't get to you first."

"So that's how you're gonna handle this Princess," Nancy retorted with a scowl. "Well I doubt the 'suites' are gonna be thrilled with this. And I'm sure I could show the 'kid' a better time than a prude like you!"

"First of all, there is no policy against employee fraternization," Stacey rebutted. "And second, there's a reason why Timmy looks like he only got a couple hours of sleep. Isn't that right Timmy?"

All I could do was smile.

"Besides, " Stacy continued, "I've already talked to Donny (Donald Hathaway-station manager) and he's okay with it. He even said a little salacious publicity might help with ratings. So, how about you stick to your job instead of everyone else's business?"

At that moment my respect for Stacey grew exponentially. She was a tough chick who wasn't going to back down from anyone. Certainly not Nancy.

Luckily, Nancy did her job professionally and didn't make us look like Bozo the Clown, despite the fact I could tell she was fuming. The broadcast went off without a hitch, although it was pretty obvious from the snickering and whispering that the entire crew was aware of the article and picture.

"How do you think The Post got that information and photograph of us?" I asked Stacey quietly as we walked from the studio to her office.

"That gossip columnist is notorious for having a bunch of restaurant managers and maitre d's on his payroll," Stacey explained. "They let her know when celebrities and dignitaries are in their establishments. If he uses their information he throws them a couple hundred bucks."

"Yeah, but a weekend anchor woman and an unknown weather man?" I replied. "No offense!" I said quickly, realizing I'd stuck my foot in my mouth again.

"None taken," Stacey laughed. "But it is a nationally televised program, don't forget. Millions of people see us every weekend. Welcome to the big time Timmy."

No sooner had Stacey completed her sentence, my cell phone rang.

"Oh my god, it's my mother!" I gasped, somewhat panicked. "She probably found out about the Page 6 stuff. What do I say?"

"Start with hello," Stacey said with a giggle, "then just act natural. Ya know, you are a grown man!"

I nodded in agreement, but I always felt like a child with my mother. I took a deep breath and answered the phone. Almost the same time I answered the phone and said hello to my mother, Stacey's phone rang. I noticed a surprised look on her face as she stepped out of the office to take her call.

Over the course of the next five-minutes or so my mother grilled me with questions the way only a mom can. She wanted to know every detail of the date from the food to the dinner conversation. I gave her specific details about the cuisine and vague answers regarding what we discussed or any extra curricular activities. I played down the prospects of any future relationship beyond being coworkers. She seemed a little disappointed, but added that she and my father would love to meet her in person some time.

Just as I hung up with my mother, Stacey entered the room.

"So how'd everything go with Mom?" she asked smiling.

"Oh fine, she just wants to know when she can send out the engagement notice?" I joked. Stacey gave a hearty laugh. "How was your phone call, if ya don't mind me asking?"

"Well, since it kinda has to do with you, I guess I should tell you," Stacey sighed as she went behind her desk and sat in her chair. She pointed to the seat in front of her desk and motioned for me to sit.

"Me?" I said while sitting, concern in my voice. "What do you mean?"

"You and I have been invited to dinner this coming Wednesday at the home of Allen Mann and his wife Josephine Esposito-Mann," Stacey explained matter of factly.

"Wait a second," I said somewhat confused. "You mean Allen Mann the New York City real estate Mogul?"

"Yeah, and his wife is an editor for Cosmo," Stacey added.

"Wow, New York power couple!" I exclaimed. "Why have they invited us to dinner?"

"Well, ya know how I said I kinda have this married boyfriend?" she inquired innocently.

"You mean, he's the guy you've been sleeping with?" I interrupted incredulously.

"Well, what I didn't explain," Stacey continued, "is that not only do I fuck him, but I fuck his wife too! They're swingers and I'm their unicorn."

When Stacey saw my puzzled expression she clarified that a unicorn is a single bi-sexual woman who has sex with married couples. While I was picking my jaw up off the ground, Stacey explained that the story of meeting Allen at a bar wasn't really the true story. The real story was she'd been on assignment one night covering some big fund raiser when she met them. To make a long story short the three of them hit it off and Stacey found herself back at their apartment in bed with them that same night. She'd been hooking up with them as a pair as well as individually on the regular since that night. So much for the conservative woman trying to protect her image.

"So why do they want me to come for dinner with you?" I asked, still confused.

"Well stud," Stacey joked, "They read the article in the paper about our little date and are intrigued. Jo saw you on TV today and thinks you're cute. When I told her you lick pussy better than you predict the weather, she said she had to meet you."

I sat on the couch in stunned silence staring at Stacey, my dick starting to harden in my underwear. She looked at me with a big grin on her face.

"What's the matter Timmy?" Stacey asked. "This shouldn't be too big of a deal for a guy who's slept with two sorority sisters at once."

"Um... well... I've never... uhh... had sex with a married woman before," I stammered. "Let alone with her husband around. Where will he be anyway?"

"I suspect fucking the shit out of me while he watches you screw his wife," Stacey answered. "He gets off hard watching Jo get laid."

I continued sitting, staring dumb foundedly at Stacey. My cock was now rock hard.

"Listen Tim," Stacey said, getting up from her chair and walking seductively around the desk towards where I was sitting. "Allen and Jo are good people. They're a lot of fun, and I'll guarantee you'll have a good time."

And with that said, Stacey dropped to her knees in front of me, pulled her long red locks behind her ears, put her hand on my lap and started rubbing my stiff prick through my pants.

"Something makes me think you're excited by the idea," Stacey giggled as she unzipped my fly and fished my dick out of my underwear. "In the meantime, let me give you a little preview of what Wednesday evening will be like."

To my delight Stacey took my cock into her mouth and gave me an incredible blow job while our colleagues could be heard in the corridor and nearby offices going about their business.

xx

Stacey told me that I was not allowed to Google any images or information about Mr. and Mrs. Mann prior to our dinner date. She wanted me totally surprised upon our arrival at their penthouse. I felt it was a little unfair since they knew what I looked like but I did what she said. I have to admit it definitely added to the excitement in the days leading up to date night.

The Mann's sent an Uber to pick me up a little after 6 p. m. outside my tiny studio apartment located a couple blocks from NYU. I met Stacey outside our hosts building on the corner of 65th street and Central Park West. We held hands like school kids as we rode the private elevator up to the luxurious apartment. It was at that point that Stacey told me that Allan was an architect as well as a real estate magnate and that he'd designed the massive apartment at the top of the building that he owned.

The Mann's struck imposing figures as they greeted us when the elevator opened directly into their magnificent penthouse. It's not unusual that I find myself the shortest person in the room and that was the case that evening. They were a stunningly tall, elegant looking pair in their mid forties who cheerfully welcomed us to their home.

"Oh you're right Stacey," Jo said. "He's even cuter in person than on television!"

I couldn't hide my embarrassment as my face turned three shades of red.

"Now stop that Josephine," Allen said with a chuckle. "You're gonna scare the poor boy off before we even have a chance to get to know him."

"Oh, I don't think so," Jo retorted. "From what Stacey tells me you're not so innocent, are you young man?"

I smiled timidly as Stacey and the Mann's had a good laugh at my expense.

It was over drinks and h'orderves, in their sunken living room that overlooked Central Park, they shared how they got into their respective professions and achieved their success. Fascinating stories. I wasn't totally surprised when they explained how they met at a fashion show in Paris a little more than a decade prior and had been together ever since.

It was also at that time I was able to truly appreciate Josephine's breathtaking beauty. She is a statuesque brunette with a short hair style, that I would later learn is called a rounded chin bob, that framed her striking, oval face. Her almond shaped eyes and pale skin hinted at her Asian heritage and contribute to her exotic look.

Her long sleeve black minidress with plunging v-neck showed off her tantalizing cleavage and hugged her slender figure. She was gorgeous at any age, but especially so taking into consideration she wasn't much younger than my own mother.

I'm confident in my own sexuality to recognize that Allen is a very handsome man with his salt and pepper hair accentuating his rugged face. His stylish blazer and loose slacks couldn't hide his broad shoulders and fit physique.

During a delicious dinner and a bottle of wine I found myself in comfortable conversation with the fascinating couple. They inquired about my family, school and professional goals, which I shared willingly.

xx

Before I knew it we were back in the living room, drinks still in hand. I was surprised when Stacey and Josephine sat close to each other other in the middle of a three person couch, while Allan made himself comfortable in nearby leather armchair. He motioned for me to sit in a matching chair about ten-feet across from him.

"Tim, I figure by now that Stacey has explained to you why we invited the two of you over this evening?" Allen asked, then took a sip of his scotch.

"Um... well... I... uhh... she mentioned that you are swingers." I stuttered not knowing exactly how to answer his question. Allen and the two women laughed at my awkwardness.

"I'll explain," Allen began. "Josephine here is what you would call a "Hot Wife"," Allen said, making the quotation symbol with his fingers. She is attractive, so he wasn't wrong there. But he wasn't just talking about her looks.

"She enjoys having sex with other partners and I enjoy hearing all the nasty details of her affairs afterwards while we fuck.," Allen continued. "Sometimes we participate in threesomes with a single woman or man, and sometimes we get together with other couples.

"As you probably are aware, Stacey has been a special partner of ours for several months now. When Jo saw the gossip column and picture the other day she became quite excited at the idea of you and Stacey joining us in an evening of sexual adventure. Didn't you sweetheart?"

I glanced over at the couch and saw Josephine smiling and nodding at me seductively while she and Stacey cuddled. My throat went dry and I discreetly adjusted my stiffening cock.

"Does that sound like something you might be interested in Tim?" Allen asked.

I nodded my head emphatically, unable to make an intelligible sound.

"Very good," Allen said. "So just sit back and relax and the ladies will start by putting on a little show for us. Won't you girls?"

Stacey and Jo nodded as they giggled, then turned their faces towards each other. They were so hot as they looked into the other's eyes seductively. Jo parted her lips slightly inviting Stacey to stick her tongue into her mouth. I stared lustfully as the two gorgeous women kissed passionately for several minutes, their hands beginning to caress the other's body.

My cock throbbed when I witnessed Jo lower the zipper of Stacey's rose colored high neck zipper tee shirt, freeing the red head's massive mammaries. She lowered her mouth to the younger woman's right breast and sucked the large nipple into her hungry mouth. Stacey moaned in pleasure. She grabbed her mentor's head and gently held it to her tit like she was feeding an infant.

A few moments later Stacey reciprocated by lowering the top of Jo's dress exposing her beautiful cone shaped tits that were capped with large puffy dark nipples. The obvious tan lines indicated she'd spent time sun bathing. Stacey pulled on the nipples gently eliciting excited sounds from the "hot wife". She then alternated between sucking the magazine editors tits causing her to tremble in pleasure.

I was transfixed as the two gorgeous women disrobed each other while they continued to kiss, fondle and caress the other's toned body. They'd obviously had sex together before the way they moved like a well choreographed dance routine. When they were both down to nothing but their panties they looked mischievously at Allen and me before kneeling on the couch with their asses out towards us. Simultaneously they lowered their panties reveling that they both had the jeweled knob of a but plug sticking out of their assholes.

"Oh you sluts want to do some anal play tonight huh?" Allen asked excitedly.

"Uh huh!" Jo replied, while nodding and biting her bottom lip seductively. "But before we get to that we have to warm up a little more."

I was awestruck. The idea of having intercourse with Jo, let alone fucking her ass was beyond comprehension.

Next thing I knew the women morphed quickly into sixty-nine and began munching on the other's pussy. I had a great view of Stacey's tongue as it circled the folds of Jo's neatly trimmed twat before delving into her pink entrance. I looked down the length of the sofa to see my colleagues ass moving back and forth and she ground her pussy into Jo's mouth.

Several minutes later the two moved so they were straddling their legs; their pussies just inches from each other. They embraced and began grinding their cunts. Muffled moans of pleasure emanated from their mouths which were locked in a tantalizing tongue kiss. Saliva dripped languidly down their chins onto their tits.

"Why don't we spice it up a little my dear," Jo said to Stacey a few minutes later, upon breaking their kiss. She then reached into the crevice of the couch cushion and to my astonishment pulled out a long, pink two head dildo. My head spun at the realization these two beautiful women were about to enact every man's wet dream.

Watching Jo spread Stacey's pussy lips then insert one end of the fake phallus into her cunt was amazing. I wanted to stroke my dick so bad, but was embarrassed at the idea of doing it in front of another guy. At just that moment I looked over at Allen and noticed he'd pulled his cock through the fly of his slacks and was stroking himself while looking lustfully at the show before him. I figured, "When in Rome..." and unzipped my pants and freed my straining cock.

By the time I'd wrapped my fist around my dick and began rubbing I looked over to see Jo holding the center of dildo with one hand, leaning back on her other arm while Stacey leaned back on both elbows. They lifted their assess slightly and slid their pussies back and forth on the silicone dong. Their inner labia quivered with each stroke while their tits shook seductively with every thrust. Their erotic grunts and groans filled the apartment.

Gradually the speed and intensity of their thrusts increased. Stacey reached between her legs with her right hand and began strumming her clit. Jo quickly followed suite and the two barreled full steam ahead towards powerful orgasms, whimpering and mewling the entire way.

Stacey and Jo collapsed backwards on the sofa, pussies still attached by the pink two head monster as they caught their collective breaths.

"Holy fuck that was hot!" I heard Allen say. I had to agree. I was so excited my dick was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum.

"If you thought that was hot, watch this," Jo said, as she slid her ass back slightly allowing the dildo to slide out of her pussy. She then yanked it from Stacey's cunt unceremoniously, causing a slurping sound from her cunt and a groan from her mouth. Jo then slid from the couch to the floor and got on her hands and knees, still holding the dildo. She instructed Stacey to join her on the plush carpet in doggy position, facing the opposite direction, with asses only inches apart.

"Well boys would you like to help Stacey and me get really nasty?" Jo asked devilishly. Allen and I glanced at each other then looked back at Jo nodding our heads emphatically. "Great! Then lose those clothes and come join us. Oh, Al, grab the lube that's in that pouch on the coffee table."

My host and I did as instructed and before long we were standing naked next to the two women who were waiting on all fours.

To my surprise Jo told me to remove the butt plug from her ass while Al was instructed to pull out the one inside Stacey. As gently as possible I pulled on the jeweled knob and removed the medium sized tapered plug from her ass causing it to gape widely. I looked over at Stacey just in time to see Allen withdraw the booty toy from her yawning anus.

"Now Allen sweetheart you and Tim grease up our assholes then put one end of the dildo in Stacey's ass and have Tim put the other end in mine," Jo ordered. "Oh, but first stick those butt plugs in our mouths!"

Allen could see my disbelief at his wife's request from the astonished look on my face. I'd used toys with some of my partners in the past, but this type of kinky play was new to me.

But, who was I to say "no"? So I presented the anal toy to Jo, who readily took it in her slutty mouth just as Allen did the same to Stacey. We then took turns pouring generous amounts of lube into their open assholes before inserting the dildo inside their bodies. The two wanton women grunted and groaned as they adjusted to the girth and length of the rubber dick.

While Al and I looked at the women lustfully, Joe and Stacey began gingerly moving their asses towards each other causing the rubber phallus to slide deeper into their bowels. Back and forth they went, their tits swaying with each thrust, butt plugs sticking out of their mouths. My dick was throbbing at the debaucherous scene in front of me.

"Come and stick that dick in my mouth!" Jo commanded me as she took the anal toy from her oral cavity. "I've been waiting to suck that cock all night."

"Ahhhh," I sighed as I quickly put my dick in Jo's mouth. The warmth and wetness was incredible as this gorgeous woman began flicking her tongue over my sensitive glands while continuing to slide the dildo in and our of her ass. I looked across from me to see the back of Stacey's head bobbing while she was sucking on Al's cock at the same time.

Somehow the four of us established a pleasurable rhythm in which our throbbing cocks fucked the women's warm, wet mouths while they slid their tight asses back and forth on the dildo. The whole time saliva drooled nastily from Jo's mouth between my feet below as she moaned and groaned with every thrust. The incredible sensations running through my body were heightened by the unbelievable scene in front of me.

"I gotta fuck that pussy," Al blurted out several minutes later. He pulled Stacey forward which caused the nearly two foot long dildo to pop free of her bung hole. Jo reluctantly pulled the other end out of her ass, then looked back at her husband to see what he wanted.

"Face each other and suck on the dildo while Timmy and I fuck the two of you from behind," Al directed the women.

"And this is why I love this man," Jo said, smiling adoringly.

I had to admit it was a hot idea as I had been wanting to sample this woman's pussy badly. It was another decadent display as I watched the fake cock fill Stacey's throat each time Al fucked her while I simultaneously pushed my cock deep into his 'hot wife's' surprisingly tight cunt. I assumed she did a lot of Kegle exercises

"Fuck, your wife's cunt is suckin' my dick so goooood," I crooned to Al several minutes later. "Not sure how much longer I can last."

"Yeah kid, she's got a great pussy," Al replied. "Fill her up whenever you're ready."

Just a moment later the ladies spit out the dildo and lowered their heads to the carpet to maintain their balance as they each began rubbing their own clits. It caused Jo's ass to rise slightly allowing me a fuck her deeper. A cacophony of sounds filled the living room as the four of us raced closer to release.

"Ungh... ungh... ungh!" I grunted desperately as my fingers dug deeper into Jo's hips. I made three furious thrusts into her body. On the last push I felt my balls explode into the woman's clutching cunt. I collapsed on her back. This seemingly caused Jo to orgasm as I felt her shake beneath me.

I heard Al grunt fiercely and looked up in time to see him slamming his dick into Stacey one last time before the two of them slumped to the carpet.

"Didn't I tell you we'd have a fun time?" Stacey asked, looking over at me. I smiled, still unable to talk. Al and Jo began to laugh.

"May I suggest we take this into the bedroom?" Jo finally asked. We all agreed and slowly began to untangle our bodies and lift ourselves off the living room carpet. We grabbed our glasses and Al grabbed the bottle of wine before we headed down the hallway to their bedroom.

To call the sleeping quarters a bedroom doesn't do it justice. It's a massive, elegantly decorated master suite. A beautiful kingsize mahogany four post bed dominated the center of the room. A large flat screen TV hung on the wall across from the bed. Luxuriant leather loungers and a sofa occupied the sitting area of the room.

We no sooner entered the suite then Jo and Stacey ran and jumped on the bed giggling the whole way. They immediately fell into a sideways sixty-nine. The mature woman and her ingenue proceeded to put on another erotic display of their cunnilingus skills.

I couldn't help but stare lustfully and felt my cock stir again.

"I've watched the two of them eat each other out many times," Allen said, while sitting on one of the lounge chairs stroking himself, "but it never gets old. The two of them are so hot together."

I had to agree. By that time I wasn't self conscious being in the same room as another naked man and I sat on an adjacent couch and stroked my cock while watching the women devour each others pussies.

"Your cum mixd with Jo's juices taste really good," Stacey said with a grin, as she lifted her head from between her mentor's legs. I shook my head in bewilderment as my sexy coworker went back to munching on Jo's twat. The two continued to writhe and moan on the bed.

"You ready to get back in the game kid?" Allen asked a couple minutes later, as he got off the lounge chair and headed towards the bed. I nodded my head and got up from the couch. The girls were still in sixty-nine, this time with Jo on top. Allen took up position behind his wife while I got between Stacey's legs, Jo's face buried in my coworker's crotch.

Slowly Jo raised her head, reached over and guided my cock to her mouth. She greedily sucked it hard then placed it at the entrance to Stacey's hole. While I began pumping in and out of her cunt, Jo lowered her mouth to her mentee's pussy and licked her clit.

Every few moments I would pull my cock free of Stacey's pussy and stick it into Jo's mouth. She would greedily clean my cock of the young anchor woman's juices. At the same time I could hear Stacey slurping on our host's genitals while simultaneously moaning and groaning from the stimulation Jo and I were providing her pussy. We continued pleasuring each other in that position for several minutes before we changed places.

Over the course of the next hour or so the four of us fucked and sucked in a variety of combinations and positions. Allen and I took turns spit roasting Jo while Stacey laid next to us masturbating. At one point Jo was riding me in cowgirl while Stacey sat on my face. I think she was sucking Allen's dick at the same time while he stood on the bed next to my prone body. Another time Stacey was riding Allen in reverse cowgirl. While Jo rode her husbands face I stood on the bed in front of her so she could blow me.

I'm not even sure how many times the ladies came. I remember cumming all over Stacey's tits and face at one point and delighted in watching "The Hot Wife" clean it up.

However the most memorable moment of the evening had to be our last position. I was making out with Stacey when Allen asked if I wanted to double penetrate his wife with him. I hesitated for a moment but then looked into Jo's longing eyes and quickly agreed.

Stacey, without being asked, immediately scampered to her knees and grabbed the bottle of lube. While Jo was on all fours slobbering on her husbands knob, Stacey poured the liquid onto Jo's bung hole and began greasing her up. I watched, transfixed once again, as Stacey used her fingers to open up the magazine editor's back passage.

Once Jo felt she was ready, she spun around and lowered her ass gingerly onto her husband's rod in reverse cowgirl. She stretched her arms behind her and braced her hands on Allen's chest. He then lowered her back onto his chest.

At first I was disappointed that I wasn't going to fuck her ass, but that feeling was fleeting.

"Come here Timmy and fill my pussy," Jo commanded lustfully.

Carefully I positioned myself between Jo's legs. Stacey kneeled next to me and kissed me passionately while guiding me into Jo's hot, wet hole. I groaned into Stacey's mouth as I entered our hostess pussy which was tight as a drum because her ass was full of Allen's cock. It was a sensation unlike any I'd felt before as my rod rubbed against her husbands dick, separated only by a thin, tissue wall.

"Oh my god!" Jo bellowed. "I'm so full I think I'm going to explode." My cock felt the same.

Allen held his beautiful wife in place and encouraged me to "fuck her good!" The friction of our cocks in Jo's tight holes was mind blowing as I gradually found a rhythm. A minute or two later I held still, allowing Allen to thrust his cock in and out of his wife's ass. She wailed in ecstasy while I tried to hold off my ejaculation. At one point Allen and I were able to thrust into Jo's holes at the same time, causing her to grunt loudly each time we bottomed out inside her.

As good as that felt, Jo made us stop, explaining she wanted to ride her husband in cowgirl and let me take her ass from behind. I certainly wasn't going to argue and neither did Allen. Within a minute she was on top of Allen and gently easing the tip of my dick into her back door.

Damn, I thought Jo's pussy was tight. However, her ass was like a vice.

I was so focused on fucking Jo's butt hole that I hadn't realized that Stacey had wandered away. As Allen and I were sawing back and forth inside his hot wife, I eventually sensed my coworker behind me. Then I heard the unmistakeable pop of the lube cap. Before I knew it I felt the cool liquid poured between my ass cheeks quickly followed by her massaging my asshole.

"Holy fuck Stacey!" I gasped. "What are you doing?"

"Just relax Lover!" Stacey purred in my ear. "I promise you'll enjoy this."

Any remaining thoughts that I had that Stacey was modest or conservative were gone.

Next thing I knew I felt the tip of a finger penetrate my sphincter muscle causing me abruptly to stop thrusting while at the same time making my prostate clench. After a moment I pushed out gently and gradually her digit sunk inside my anus up to the third knuckle. I have to admit that once I got over the initial surprise, it felt pretty damn good! To my disbelief she inserted a second finger. It took me a moment to adjust but Stacey was right; the discomfort eventually turned to pleasure.

Over the course of the next few minutes Stacey intermittently rubbed my prostate and edged me to the brink of insanity while Allen and I double fucked Jo. Back and forth we went, the tension building in the three of us with each thrust. Finally the sensations of Jo's ass sucking my shaft and Stacey massaging my prostate took its toll.

"Feels so fuuuuckiiin' good!" I barked. "Can't hold out any more!"

"Let it go Timmy!" I heard Jo yell. "Fill my ass!"

Stacey yanked her fingers from my butt hole causing my body to seize up. I felt my sperm load, then shook uncontrollably as I shot what felt like a gallon of cum into Jo's guts. Almost simultaneously I heard her grunt and felt her ass muscles strangle my cock till all my seed was drained.

At that point I felt Allen jackhammer Jo's ass until he bellow and emptied his load inside his wife's trembling pussy.

"Ahhhhuuuunnnggg!" Jo screamed. I felt her body quake beneath me. She would later describe it as her "brain short circuiting" before her body was consumed by an "earth shattering" orgasm that caused her arms to give out and collapse on top of Allen.

Stacey bent over and gave me a kiss then looked at Jo and Allen. "That looked so fucking awesome! When's my turn?!"

Allen and I looked at each other and laughed.

"Not tonight I'm afraid," a spent Allen said. "But I promise the next time we get together Timmy and I will fuck you till your head pops off!"

xxx

Allen kept his promise and over the course of the following year he and I tag teamed Stacey several times. Oh, and I banged Jo a lot more too. The mature couple took us under their wings and introduced us to their swinging lifestyle and many of their attractive, influential friends. For that I will always be grateful.

But as they say, "all good things must come to an end." Despite our initial sexual chemistry, Stacey and I realized it wasn't enough to sustain a long term relationship.

The sex with multiple partners was great, I won't lie. But, something was missing. The swinging and orgies eventually lost its appeal for me. However, more significantly, career goals took priority.

Being an "on air" weatherman was never my main objective. I did it to prove to myself that I could overcome my shyness and do something outside my comfort zone. Mission accomplished.

However, the reason I truly love meteorology is the science behind it. So, when the opportunity presented itself to return to the National Weather Service, where I had done my internship, I took the opportunity.

That decision would lead to an extraordinary event that would impact my life forever.

(Be on the look out for the next story, Timmy's Adv.-The Sexual Storm)