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For months, my wife and I had joked together about how the great relationship we have would shine out to other people, and they would want to know how we could be so happy with each other. We laughed about how people would be jealous of us, and want what we have. And how some of them would be sexually attracted to us because of our relationship. Well, it finally happened...
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We had gained a certain amount of notoriety in the marriage/relationship counseling arena, and were traveling for a speaking engagement about swing relationships at a hotel/conference center in the Midwest. After our presentation, we'd gone for a meal and a drink at the hotel. In the bar, we were approached by two attractive women; one brunette, and one with dark red-auburn hair.
"I'm really impressed with you two," the brunette said, as she offered her hand to shake. She was very pretty, without being overly made-up. Tall and lean, with a beautiful smile.
"Me, too!" her friend chimed in. Then, speaking directly to my wife, Miki, she asked, "Can I give you a hug?" She spread her arms wide, and Miki stepped inside. She was a little thing, and I watched as she mashed her head into Miki's boobs; Miki was wearing a low-cut pullover top that showed off a lot of cleavage, so her face was snuggled up skin-to-skin. The woman held the hug a second or two longer than a normal hug.
When she released Miki, she turned to me with questioning eyes. I smiled, and she threw her arms around me, pressing herself into me. "Mmmm...," she said. "You have great energy." She held on, and I looked down to see that her eyes were closed. Her midsection was against my crotch, and my cock began to swell just a bit.
Not knowing exactly what to do in this situation, I looked at my wife. She smiled back and raised her eyebrows, as if to say, "You have an admirer."
I like to flirt, and because we do have a great relationship, Miki is very comfortable with it, so I didn't worry about upsetting her when I let one of my hands slip down toward my new friend's behind. I gave her butt a little squeeze. "Seems like you're ready to move in," I said.
She opened her eyes and looked up at me. Without any sign of self-consciousness, she said, "Can I? I promise not to be a bother!"
We all chuckled at that, but when I tried to pull away, she squeezed her arms tighter around my waist. "Seems like your friend" - Miki looked pointedly downward - "likes the idea." I was quickly getting hard. Again, I looked in her direction for help. "I think you've just been propositioned," she said. "But I'm feeling left out."
Since we were being blunt, I asked the woman, who was subtly grinding against me, "What about my wife? Do you eat pussy?"
There was no hesitation. "Yes!" One hand dropped to squeeze my ass as she now turned back toward Miki. She had a huge smile on her face. As she turned away from me, her hand traveled from my butt, around my hip, and made a quick stop in my crotch before moving to Miki.
The brunette, who had been standing next to my wife and watching the show, now put an arm around Miki's waist. "Gina is very direct." As if to prove it, Gina reached a hand behind Miki's neck and pulled my lovely wife's mouth to hers. It was a very sensuous moment as the two women kissed.
My cock was rising in earnest, now. "Well! Let's get out of here, eh?" I asked.
Miki looked up with a smile on her face. I paid the bar tab, and we walked to the hotel lobby, the four of us arm-in-arm.
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It was a great night. I watched as my wife was serviced by two women. They ate her pussy together, and sucked on her nipples together. Their hands explored every inch of Miki's body, and she came over and over again. They took turns laying on their backs, and while Miki rode one's face, I fucked the other from behind as she ate her friend.
In the end, the two of them gave me a blowjob while Miki fingered my prostate, and I came hard. They gave us a show, cleaning my cum from each other's face. That led to kissing, and that led to more sex. Miki and I watched as they made each other cum, and when my cock got hard again, we made love next to them.
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We never did learn the brunette's name, but the next time we're in town, Gina is going to get a phone call...
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