With Jeremy's Encouragement

This is a story on consensual non monogamy. The husband and wife agree to take another man into her bed. If this type of story isn't up to your liking, move on. You are not being forced to read something you don't like.

"Like what you see?" Jeremy's words pulled me out of my thoughts.

"What?"

He indicated a guy who was in my general line of sight, but I hadn't really noticed until he pointed him out. "You seem to be staring right at him."

I looked him up and down; he was some nice eye-candy. Nodding, I said, "He's okay..."

Jeremy chuckled, "That's not what that look just said. How would you like to see more of that?"

I briefly contemplated him naked, but I really couldn't wrap my head around the image. It just seemed kind of weird picturing a man other than my husband in the nude. "No," I said, "He's not really my type."

"And what 'type' is that?" Jeremy often asked me that when he thought I was looking at another guy.

"You," I assured him "You're my type."

A few days later he pointed out another guy he thought I was staring at. "I could see why you would be attracted to him."

Again, I looked and sized the guy up; Jeremy sure knew what I liked. "He's good looking enough, but he's not you." Jeremy seemed to contemplate that, then he nodded and dropped it.

This went on for a while, he'd point out a guy, I'd check him out and conclude that he just wasn't Jeremy enough. He was treating it as some sort of game. Then I found myself checking out guys before Jeremy had a chance to point them out.

"How about him?" He'd say following my gaze.

"Yeah, he's nice to look at."

Then I started point them out to Jeremy. "That one's good looking," and Jeremy would nod in agreement.

Pretty soon I found myself dwelling on their looks, when Jeremy would notice he'd chuckle. "What?!" I'd say defensively.

"I saw you checking him out. What are you thinking?"

I became flustered. Where was this coming from? "Yes, I've noticed a few attractive men..."

"A few?" My husband interrupted.

"Yes, a few." I stated, once again I grew defensive. "You started this 'game.' What are YOU thinking?"

Jeremy looked at me, then he looked at the other guy, my eyes followed his gaze. When he turned back to me, he caught me looking. "Do you ever fantasize about the guys you find attractive?"

This caught me off guard. If I were being totally honest with myself, yes, I had. But I couldn't tell Jeremy that. When I didn't answer he nodded knowingly, and changed the subject.

That night, while in bed, Jeremy was nuzzling my neck and shoulders. We cuddled and played a little. Just when things were getting hot, he stopped and asked, "What do you fantasize about?"

"You!" I said as I tried to get him to continue. He slowly ran his fingertips up my side causing goose bumps.

"Come on, I've seen you look at those guys." He teased me with a quick kiss on my nipples. "Do you ever fantasize about them?"

"Yes," I said, "I do think about them, but that's all." I pushed him over and climbed on top of him. "But I don't need to fantasize right now." I lowered myself onto his erection. "I've got you."

As I moved up and down, he said, "Close your eyes and see the fantasy. Let your imagination go."

I just couldn't bring that image to mind, it just felt wrong, so I just enjoyed the sensation of making love to my husband. Just as I was reaching climax an image of the guy I saw that morning came unbidden to my mind's eye. I saw him between my legs and looking into my eyes. Suddenly I came with a scream. Jeremy came shortly afterward.

I climbed off Jeremy, stunned, I had never strayed, since our marriage Jeremy had been the only man I had been with. This, somehow, felt like I was betraying him! But I still tingled from that orgasm.

"What were you thinking?" He asked as I laid down beside him.

I must have turned crimson; I could feel the heat in my cheeks. "N-no one... Nothing..." I stammered.

"I saw that look on your face." He responded. "I want to know. Did you like imagining another man inside you?"

I propped myself on one elbow, suddenly concerned. What was he getting at? "Where are we going with this?" I asked with some trepidation.

"You never tell me your fantasies. I just want to know; do you ever fantasize about other guys? Can you see them between your legs; do you ever wonder what it would be like with another man?"

"Yes! Is that what you want to hear? Yes, I do, but only because you've been encouraging me to" I said rather accusingly. I tried to turn the table, "What about you? Do you ever dream of another woman?"

"Every guy does..." He said trying to copout.

"Okay, what do YOU fantasize about?" I was trying to get him to admit to it too. I thought it might alleviate my guilt if I could get him to admit to lusting after other women.

"Watching you have sex with another man," came his matter of fact reply.

This completely caught me off guard. "You're kidding." I said incredulously. "You think about me having sex with another man?!?"

He simply said "Yes."

I'd heard that there were men who like to watch their wife having sex with someone else. But I never thought Jeremy would be one of them. And I had certainly never thought that I would want to do that myself.

"Have you really thought this through?" I asked. "If I actually did that you might regret it. I would regret it." But I wasn't so sure. "I don't understand."

Looking kind of sheepish he said, "You did ask me about my fantasy. I was just telling..."

"And you want to watch?!" I was still trying to process this whole thing, "Do you really want to watch me have sex with someone else?" I could see his penis growing hard again. "I guess that answers that! But I want you to say it." Again, I was trying to alleviate my guilt by placing the onus on him.

"Yes!" he almost yelled. "I want to watch you fuck another man. I want to see him between your legs and watch as he puts his cock in you." He calmed down and took a deep breath. "I don't understand it myself, but I get off imagining you under another man..."

"You can forget that right now. I'm not going to have sex with another man just for your pleasure!" I was both angry and scared. Angry because I saw how he had set me up, and scared because I was actually considering it. Still reeling from this revelation, I continued without really thinking about what I was saying. "If I were to have sex with another man, it would be for my own pleasure, not yours!" I'm still not sure why I said that.

"Look Sophie, it's just a fantasy." He was trying to mollify me. "I'm sorry I brought it up."

But I couldn't let it go. "You would be sorry if we really did this. It would change things between us. I have never been unfaithful to you; I haven't been with another man since we started dating. Why would you want me to cheat on you like this?"

"If I'm encouraging you, asking you to it's not cheating!" He said emphatically, "As long as it's just sex with no emotional attachments you are not being unfaithful."

That last statement gave me pause. Again, I found myself wondering and it scared me. "I don't want to talk about it anymore!" I said as I got up to get dressed. I went into the bathroom and started to cry. I was so confused, why would he want this, why was I actually considering it?

Our sex life was good. Jeremy's love making is a bit mechanical, but he knows what pleases me. We'd been married for several years, we knew how to make each other climax, but it had become routine. Truth be told, even before Jeremy started point out other men to me, I'd been trying to think of other ways to spice up our bedroom time.

Jeremy's last words rang in my ears, "As long as it's just sex with no emotional attachments you are not being unfaithful." After a long soak in the tub, where I pleasured myself, I returned to bed. Jeremy was already asleep; I regarded his form as he quietly snored. Yes, this was the man for me, why would I even consider taking another man to bed? With that last assurance I laid beside my husband and fell asleep.

The next time we made love images of other men came involuntarily to mind, and it pushed me over the edge into one hell of a climax. I had a moment of guilt followed by Jeremy's words "As long as it's just sex with no emotional attachments you are not being unfaithful." This wasn't even sex; it was just my imagination. From then on, every time we made love, I would imagine another man on top of me. I'd see someone else between my legs; feel a stranger's penis moving inside me. It was so hot, and the orgasms that followed were intense.

Then one day, sometime later, as we were making love, I again fantasized about another man, but when were done I needed to know one thing. "Do you still fantasize about me making it with another guy?" I asked Jeremy.

He tried to hide the slight smile as he replied, "Yes, sometimes, as we have sex, I imagine that it's another man on top of you."

A small thrill went through me; any guilt I still felt was washed away with this realization. But I still couldn't bring myself to admit it. Instead, I said, "Sometimes it's better not to get what you want. The fantasy is always better than the reality." But I wasn't so sure about that either. "We could be very sorry if I went through with it. If I did it there would be no going back." I was trying to talk myself out of it, but I wanted him to talk me into it. "Is that what you really want?"

After some hesitation Jeremy replied, "I just can't help it, I like hearing about the times you were with other men. Actually seeing you with another man, watching the two of you having sex, it excites me."

Still trying to make him talk me into it I asked, "Is there anyone in particular you would like to see me with?" Then thinking better of that I added, "If you even think I'd do this, let alone do it with a friend of ours, you have another thing coming!"

"What if it was a stranger; someone we met on vacation?" Now he was trying to get me to admit to it. But I chose not to respond, I needed the choice to be his.

"What about Bill?" He asked. Bill was an old friend of ours that lived in another city. When he was married, we saw him about twice a month. But shortly after his divorce he stopped coming around. He was good looking, his wife always told me how good he was in bed, and best of all, since we never saw him anymore, he was a safe suggestion. Still, I refused to take the bait. I was chickening out; I knew I could never go through with it.

"I think he would be perfect," Jeremy went on, "and I think he would be thrilled to have sex with you. He wouldn't need much persuasion. But the real question is 'would you like to do it with him?'"

Damn him! "He is good looking, and Carol used to brag about his prowess in bed..." No, I told myself, but instead I said "I don't know... I just don't know! Until you brought this up, I had never thought of another man!" Then my mouth betrayed me, "Do you actually think Bill would want to do it with me?"

"Are you kidding?" he asked incredulously, "When they would visit and while you and Carol were in the other room, he would tell me how lucky I was to have you. Didn't you ever notice how he would look at you when Carol wasn't paying attention? He would jump at the chance to have sex with you!"

Yes, I had noticed, and I was always flattered by his attention. Jeremy was making a good case. Still, I didn't want to admit it to myself. Quietly I turned and walked away. I wanted Jeremy to stew this over; I still needed him to make that suggestion, to really make me to want to do this. Until that happened it would remain a fantasy.

Jeremy didn't bring it up again. And I sure wasn't going to start that conversation. Soon I had talked myself out of it; I had even stopped fantasizing about other guys. Then Jeremy dropped the bomb.

"I talked to Bill today. He's coming to town on a business trip. I told him he could stay with us while he was here."

Oh my God. Jeremy was taking this to another level! "When is he coming?" I nervously asked.

"About six days." Came his reply.

I was in shock; Jeremy had really done this. "So..." I said, trying to stall "Does this mean you want to make this fantasy a reality? Have you said anything to him about this?"

Jeremy shook his head. "Not yet, do you want me to?"

I paused, then said "no...." I hoped he hadn't picked up on that slight hesitation. "I've grown cold on the whole idea." I said lamely, "so, it's not going to happen"

Six days later Jeremy brought Bill home. I was nervous, Bill leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, "I'd almost forgotten how beautiful you are." Jeremy took Bill to the guest room while I stayed down stairs and dwelled on the whole situation.

Bill came back down and took us out to a nice dinner, with some good wine. When we got home, we had some more to drink, I relaxed on the sofa and quietly listened as the two of them talked. I wondered what they had talked about on their way here from the airport. Bill was quite good looking; the years had been kind to him. I started to imagine him naked, and became wet. Quickly I crossed my legs, then announced It was time I turned in.

Jeremy followed, but he didn't say anything as he got ready for bed. Curiosity was eating at me. "Well?"

"Well what?" He asked nonchalantly.

"You know." I replied.

He just shrugged. It was infuriating! "Did you talk to him?" Jeremy nodded, "What did he say?" Suddenly realizing I was sounding too eager I added, "Not that it really matters. I'm not going to do it anyway."

Jeremy sat on the bed and indicated that I should sit beside him. When I did, he said, "I told Bill about our fantasy. I said that you had mentioned bringing another man into our bed." Which was NOT true, but it was too late to change it now, so I let it slide. He continued "I said that I have wanted to watch you have sex with another man for a long time. And we thought that he would be a safe choice, him living far away and all."

"I never agreed to that." I objected.

"True, but we both know you are really considering it." When I didn't deny it, he went on, "Bill told me that he had long wanted to have sex with you and that yes it would be a big turn on to have me there watching." He must have seen the doubt in my face so he added, "I suggested that we go out for dinner, some drinks and dancing and see what happens from there. What do you say Sophie? Just dinner, dinks and dancing; if you still don't want to do it, I'll give it up for good."

"Okay," I replied, trying to be reluctant, "dinner, drinks and dancing only!" Jeremy seemed satisfied by that and we went to bed.

The next morning Bill went to his business meeting and we went to work. That evening when I got home, I showered, when I toweled off, I began to doubt this plan. What if he no longer found me attractive once I was naked? What if I really liked it and decided he was better than Jeremy? Too many doubts and I sat on the bed not knowing where to go from here.

When Jeremy got home and found me naked on the bed, he asked what was wrong. "I don't know if I want to do this. Will he even take no for an answer after the drinking and dancing? Will he really want to...? I think I've changed my mind..."

"Sophie, Bill is a perfect gentleman." He assured me. "I'll never let anything happen that you don't want to happen. Let's do dinner and see where it goes from there."

"But what do I wear?" This was moving too fast and I couldn't keep up with my thoughts.

"Something modest yet sexy," was his simple reply. Then he went to take his own shower and get ready.

I started with my undergarments, of course, letting them set the tone of my outfit. Lacey, sheer panties, you could see my dark pubic hairs through them, leaving just enough to the imagination. I followed that with nylon stockings, I went back and forth on the garter belt, finally tossing it aside, while sexy, they are impractical and a pain in the ass to get off in a hurry. My attitude began to change as I continued. A slip that did nothing to hide my panties and legs, finished of the lower half. My breasts are small so I rarely wear a bra, tonight was no exception, and a white satin camisole finished the undergarments.

I twirled in front of my mirror, liking what I saw. I was becoming more excited by the effect.

Jeremy came back into the room just as I finished my last spin. The look on his face was priceless. His penis began to stand erect as he reached for me, clearly, he was turned on. This, in turn, boosted my self-esteem. He reached for me, hunger in his eyes, I giggled as I danced out of his grasp.

"Now, now," I said shaking a finger at him. "I'm not going to allow you to muss me up before our big date." He growled and turned to get dressed.

I selected a blue dress which hugged my breasts and hips, and came a few inches above the knees, showing a good deal of leg. I whirled around again, my dress and slip lifting high enough to show off my stocking clad legs. If I spun faster my panties would show as well. "Is this sexy enough?" I asked. Jeremy nodded silently.

"I'm still not sure that I'll go through with this." I continued, still playing the reluctant wife. "I can't believe you want to watch your own wife having sex, watching another man spread my legs and putting his penis into me," I was getting excited just describing it to him, "You might be very unhappy afterwards. Right now you can just say forget it." But I couldn't forget it. "If I decide to go through with it and he begins to seduce me, you may still have a chance to say no. If he strips me and spreads my legs and starts to enter me, it will be too late for you to say stop. You will have to live with the consequences!"

"I want to go ahead with it!" He encouraged me. "I love you, but this isn't about love, it's just about sex!" He was doing a hell of a job convincing me.

"So, we will just have sex, with no emotional ties?" I asked, "'As long as it's just sex with no emotional attachments I'm not being unfaithful.' Right?" Jeremy nodded. "There's another consideration; if we do this, I am not going to ask him to wear a condom." I was testing his resolve. Did he really want me to do this, would this last demand change his mind?

He smiled and without missing a beat he said, "I know how much you dislike them, and the thought just excites me more!"

Jeremy and I were having a drink together when Bill returned. His eyes nearly popped out of his head, "Wow Sophie, you look amazing!" His reaction pleased me more than Jeremy's did earlier. I stood up and twirled so that my legs and panties showed. Bill stepped forward, but I stopped him, "We don't want to be late."

Bill practically ran up the stairs. Jeremy and I sat quietly, neither of us quite knew what to say. So, we sipped our wine, both to calm our nerves and fill the time, until Bill came down and we went to dinner.

Bill finally came down, I took a deep breath, the tight jeans hugged his hips and ass, I could almost see the bulge between his legs. A well-tailored shirt showed off his upper half and the sports coat hid just enough to make me want to see more. If he were to try to take me now... But we had dinner and more planned for the night.

The dinner was good; we talked about little nothings and drank more wine. When the music started Jeremy asked me to dance. I don't like to dance, but the wine and the mood made me bolder. The music was fast and Jeremy twirled me around several times; I think my dress lifted enough to show all. I quickly grabbed it and pulled it down, feeling like Marilyn in that classic photo.

The next song was a slow dance and he held me close. I could feel his erection against my belly. Teasing him I asked, "What could you be thinking?" Then Bill cut in.

Bill pulled me close, one hand dropping to the small of my back. We danced that way, gazing into one another's eyes, I could feel a stirring in my... and I could feel his stiffness as well.

When we returned to the table, I grabbed my drink and downed it in one quick swallow. Alcohol can calm my nerves, but it also makes me very amorous. Jeremy took me out to the floor again. "I could feel Bill's cock growing as we danced." I confided in him.

Jeremy smiled, leaned in and kissed me deeply. "Of course, you could. He wants you." That made me blush intensely. Thankfully the lights were dim. "Now what are YOU thinking?" Jeremy whispered in my ear.

We finally left for home; Jeremy fixed us a nightcap. I sat on the sofa, slowly sipping my drink and looking back and forth at the guys, waiting. After an awkward moment Jeremy ushered Bill to sit beside me and he sat on my other side.

Jeremy reached for me, turning my head, he kissed me softly, then held me in a longer kiss. Then Bill turned me toward him and kissed me passionately. Startled I pulled back, but I gave in and let the kiss take me away.

They continued to take turns kissing me when I suddenly became aware that I had been sitting with my legs apart, quickly I closed them. But when I felt Jeremy's hand moving up my thigh, I slowly opened them again. Bill must have sensed my movement because I felt him pushing my dress up as his hand explored my inner thigh.

I stifled a sigh when I felt Jeremy undo the zipper on my dress. Nonetheless I could feel my chest heaving and my hands trembling. Jeremy undid the straps to my dress letting it fall to my waist. The satin camisole clung to my very erect nipples.

Turning to Bill Jeremy said, "Why don't you take Sophie up to your room." Bill took my hand, when I stood my dress fell to the floor, exposing my sheer slip which did nothing to hide my underthings.

I stopped at the foot of the stairs; this was suddenly turning real! I turned to Jeremy; doubt filled my heart. When he smiled and nodded, I sighed, I'm not sure if it was sigh of relief or resignation. I turned and started up the stairs and Bill followed. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time.

When we got to Bill's room, he grabbed me and held me in a kiss, his hands exploring my butt and breasts. Before I could totally give in Jeremy entered the room, when I saw him, I stepped closer to Bill, giving myself over to his caresses as I felt the bulge in his pants.

I felt Bill pulling at my camisole, I raised my arms over my head so that he could remove it. His fingers lightly brushed my already aching nipples. Then he reached for my slip. I quickly stepped back, crossing my arms over my breasts, "I can't do this," I said, "I can't give myself like this..."

"We've already gone this far Sophie," said Jeremy, "let's not stop just yet."

I wanted Jeremy to tell me what I should do. "Do you really want me to continue?" I asked. "Are you sure you want me to keep going? You have to be very sure!"

He hesitated, I began to fear that he may put a stop to this, but then he slowly nodded. I knew that soon there would be no turning back, but I didn't care. Slowly I dropped my hands once again exposing my breasts.

Bill leaned in and softly kissed me, his hands slowly caressing my breasts, I could feel myself flushing as I became aroused. Then he lowered my slip and lifted me out of it. He stepped back and I blushed as his eyes took me in.

Again, Bill stepped forward and began exploring my whole body. His hands gently tickled my nipples, he moved down to my butt, ran his hands up my sides. My knees became weak and I sat on the bed. Bill slowly pushed me back then lifted me further onto the bed.

Stepping back, he began to undress. I propped myself on my elbows, eager to see his naked body. He had already taken of his coat earlier, and his hands slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his chest was well defined and, while the hair had started to gray it looked soft and inviting. Then he removed his pants and shorts, his penis practically sprang free. It wasn't any bigger than Jeremy's, but it was a different penis and that made it quite daunting.

Quickly I closed my legs tightly, "I can't take that!" But I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Not to be deterred Bill climbed onto the bed beside me and started stroking my breasts, then my thighs. As I parted my legs slightly, he caressed my pussy through my panties. When he started to pull them down, I grabbed them, "please don't take them off." Things were starting to move farther than I ever thought they would. And if I didn't stop it now there would be no going back.

Bill let go of my panties and slowly kissed my inner thighs. He ran his tongue up the crease of my leg. Slowly his kisses moved up, skipping over my panties, to my belly then my breasts. He slowly sucked on one nipple, then moved to the other and sucked on it a little harder. I arched my back to give him better access to them and he took that moment to quickly remove my panties!

I moved my knees tightly together, placing a hand over my pussy. I looked to Jeremy; his mouth was open his eyes wide. "Do you want this to happen?" I asked. "Soon there will be no turning back." He swallowed hard and nodded his head.

I looked back at Bill and he started suckling my nipples again. I laid my head back with a sigh as his kisses moved down my body. Stopping at my pubic hair he took his hands and slowly parted my legs revealing my waiting pussy. He looked into my eyes for a brief moment then leaned down and started running his tongue down across my pussy lips. My legs parted and he moved between them, giving his tongue and lips better access to my clitoris.

God he was good at that! His tongue parted my lips and probed my depths. I shuddered, surrendering to his expert touch, my resistance all but gone. Bill must have sensed this for he quickly moved up my body, I opened my legs wide to give him complete access. But as I felt the tip of his penis against my vagina, I placed my hands on his chest and slowly pushed him back.

One last time I turned to Jeremy and said, "This is the point of no return. Once I let him enter me there is no going back." I was flush and breathing heavily. "Tell me, are you sure you want me to let him continue?" Jeremy just stood there, staring at my pussy and Bill's dick. "I want to hear you say it." I said.

He took a deep breath and slowly nodded. This time I said "I want you to say it out loud."

Jeremy fought to find his voice and croaked out a quiet "yes." This was what I was hoping he would say but I wanted him to declare it, so I just looked at him impatiently. Once again, louder and with conviction he said "yes." Hearing his final permission, I sighed, letting my arms fall to my side, I spread my legs wide ready to give myself to Bill.

Gripping his swollen dick Bill directed it against the wet lips of my pussy, wetting the head and pressing the tip into me. He gripped my hips and began firmly, but slowly, pushing his cock in, I could feel my pussy beginning to stretch, I lifted my pelvis to give him better access. But he continued to slowly move, until the head of his penis penetrated. I gasped, he felt so different, again I moved my pelvis forward, but he held himself there. With one quick thrust he pushed his penis all the way in! I cried out and Bill grunted. We just stayed like that, looking into each other's eyes, I could hardly believe this was happening.

Then Bill slowly pulled out and thrust back into me. It was so different; I had forgotten what other cocks felt like. I wanted more; I needed him to fill me all the way. I spread my legs as far as I could giving him access to penetrate me deeper. Bill complied with a hard thrust. I was still in shock I couldn't believe I was letting another man take me while my husband watched! The thought brought me to a screaming orgasm.

Bill seemed to get off on having an audience as well. He made every effort to let Jeremy know that I was his for the moment. And I was. I wanted nothing more than to be fucked by this man. I took a moment to quickly glance at Jeremy. He was standing there, his hands in his pants, intently watching as Bill's penis moved in and out of my pussy. Seeing my husband so excited watching another man fuck me, his little wife, pushed me over to another orgasm. I moaned and screamed, I no longer had to close my eyes and imagine another man taking me, it was happening for real, and I didn't want it to stop!

Bill was firm and powerful with his thrusts, something Jeremy never was. I cried out with each thrust, my whole body jerking as his penis plowed deeper into me. I felt another climax building, I had never come more than once with Jeremy. But Bill was pushing me into my third orgasm. This one built up then rode the edge and finally crashed as I came hard. My breath caught in my throat and all I could do was gasp.

Bill started thrusting harder, my gasps turned to moans, suddenly he grabbed my hips with one powerful thrust I felt his member swell and throb, "My God," I gasped as another, smaller orgasm took me and we came together.

I laid there in his arms enjoying the feeling of his cock as it slowly began to soften. I sighed with disappointment as it slid out of my pussy. Propping myself up I looked at Jeremy, "Wow, did you enjoy watching me get fucked like that? I sure enjoyed it! Are you happy now that your fantasy has been realized?" He just nodded dumbly.

I got up and seductively approached him. I leaned in to kiss him, our tongues did a little dance as I reached for his penis. With a quick jerk I felt him come with a moan. Satisfied, I led him to our room. Bill smiled as we left.

When we got to our room, I couldn't contain my excitement. I practically danced around the room. "Oh my God! I can't believe I actually did it. I was so wrong; the reality was far better than the fantasy! I want to do this again. Do you think Bill will want to do it again?"

Jeremy had undressed and his penis was hard, "I see you enjoyed watching me lie under him while he serviced me. I can't believe I responded that way."

He grabbed for me, but I danced away. "Oh no" I said laughing, "I'm his alone as long as he is here." I wanted Jeremy and at the same I wanted no one but Bill. I grabbed Jeremy's cock and slowly jerked him off. It was only a matter of seconds before he erupted again. "Until I've had my fill of him," I said with a mischievous smile, "you'll have to be satisfied with that."

We went to bed, but I couldn't sleep, my mind was spinning; I was excited, horny, confused, but not guilty. I couldn't quite wrap my head around that. But it was amazing. As I thought about what happened I began to masturbate. I saw movement at our doorway. Looking up I saw Bill standing there, naked and hard, with a nod of his head he indicated that he wanted me to join him. I looked at Jeremy to make sure he was asleep before I snuck out of our room. Even though he gave me his permission, practically begged me to do it, I got a thrill and a tinge of guilt as I snuck away.

When I entered Bill's room, he was laying on his bed, his member standing almost straight up. I climbed into bed beside him and he wasted no time in mounting me. I stifled a moan as he entered me, feeling reluctant to make too much noise. Bill laughed and pulled my hand away from my mouth. With each of his thrusts I let out a small grunt, I couldn't stay quiet for much longer. I looked up into Bill's eyes and let out an extended moan as an orgasm came over me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jeremy peeking through the door. Laying my head back I let myself go.

I felt Bill stiffen up with a low growl as he came in me, throwing my head back I screamed as I came as well. When I looked toward the door, I saw that Jeremy had disappeared.

Bill rolled off of me and quietly said, "We need do it again tonight for Jeremy's benefit." I nodded and left his room and returned to our bed. Jeremy was laying there with his back to me pretending to be asleep. I crawled up to him, poking him in the ribs. "I saw you at the door. Did you enjoy watching as Bill had his way with me again?"

"He seemed to be doing a pretty good job on you," he replied, "and you seemed to be enjoying it."

"I certainly did, and he wants to do it again tonight."

The next morning, we went to our respective jobs and conferences. That evening I rushed home early to get ready for our night out. I showered, trimmed and put on my makeup. Then I stood in front of my mirror trying to see what it was that Bill saw. I turned from side to side, running my hands over my breasts and belly. "I like what I see!" the voice made me jump, and I saw Jeremy's reflection looking at me with lust in his eyes. He quickly grabbed me and pulled me close to him. I leaned into his arms as he played with my breasts. But as soon as I felt the bulge in his pants I slipped out of his grasp and danced away.

Waggling a finger at him I said, "You can look, but don't touch." Again, his pout was almost too cute to ignore, but my mind was focused on tonight's plans. I danced around Jeremy and into the closet.

As Jeremy showered, I chose my outfit. I went for the lacy look, pink bra and matching panties with little ties on the sides. They weren't shear, but the panties barley covered and my dark pubic hair peaked out over the top, a look that Jeremy simply loved. I chose a flowing dress that went past my knees, but without a slip. When I spun the dress danced around giving quick peeks, but not a real view. I liked the look, but I still needed something more. Taking off the dress, I found my garter belt and stockings.

Jeremy came out just as I was adjusting the straps. He stopped and leered, I turned to face him and he saw my panties. His mouth dropped open and he chased me around the room. Grabbing me, I giggled and reminded him, "this isn't your night. Remember? I'm his until he's gone. Now get dressed." He playfully smacked my butt and went to dress as I put my dress back on.

When I walked into the hall, I could hear the shower in the guest bath. I sneaked into the bathroom, opened the curtain just enough for a peak, "Hurry up, we're waiting."

Bill jumped, "I'll be out soon, stop staring!' He playfully yanked the curtain shut, and I went downstairs to wait. Jeremy soon came down, leaned over and gave me a quick kiss, I think he was getting nervous, his eyes asked if I was sure and I nodded slightly. We sipped some wine as we waited. Bill came down just as the taxi honked, and we went out for dinner.

The night was a blur, I wanted to go home, but Bill and Jeremy sat and talked, enjoying the wine and meal. There was some dancing, and a little groping, and finally we left for home.

As soon as we were in the door Bill lifted me, pressed me against the wall and kissed me. We made out that way for a few minutes, then he turned to Jeremy as if for permission. Jeremy hesitated; he looked like he might have a change of heart. I reached out to him; he took my hand and quietly led us upstairs.

Once we were in the room Bill wasted no time in taking off my dress. I stepped back and slowly spun around, I heard an intake of breath from both men as saw the stockings and garter belt. Bill's eyes took me in, but he stopped, cocking an eyebrow when he saw my panties. "I thought that's what I got a glimpse of." His finger hooked the top of my panties and they gave way as he tugged on them. Dropping them to the floor he said, "I think this time you should shave; I might like that better."

Looking to Jeremy, I smiled slightly. Jeremy liked the hair, but this was Bill's time. "I just might do that..." I looked to Jeremy, "What do you think? Now? Or later?"

Jeremy thought a moment, with a slight nod he said, "now, if we can watch."

"Be right back." I danced out of the room to get a razor and lotion. When I got back, Bill was seated on the bed, and Jeremy lounging in a chair. I put my foot in Bill's lap, slowly lathered up and took my time shaving. When I cleaned up, Bill grabbed my hips and pulled me into his face. I could feel his warm skin pressed into my freshly shaved pussy. It was a surprising sensation, skin against skin. His tongue played all over my smooth mound, then he found my clit. A shutter went through me as he gently sucked. Then I gasped as a finger, then two probed my depths. He gently moved his fingers back and forth until he found the right spot, my legs went weak as a small orgasm made me tremble.

Bill stood, turned me to the bed, reaching behind me he undid my bra, dropping it to the floor. With a smile he sucked on one nipple, then the other. I reached down to undo his belt and slip my hands into his pants. With a small shake of his head, he pushed me onto the bed, stepped back and quickly undressed. He was already hard, his penis pointing right at me. He stepped forward. I knew what he wanted, so I slowly ran my tongue up the underside of his shaft, then twirled it around the head. Looking into Bill's eyes, I sucked in the tip, then gently bit. Bill put his head back as I gently sucked and bobbed until I could taste the pre-cum. I savored the taste, something I didn't get to do yesterday.

Suddenly he pulled out, then shoved me back onto the bed, climbed on me and trust hard into my pussy. His powerful penetration, caught me off guard and I let out a hoarse cry. Pulling out, he slammed back into me, again and again. His powerful thrusts plunged deep into me; I had to put my arms over my head to keep from pounding it on the wall. I became aware that I was moaning loudly as I approached climax.

Once again he pulled out, ignoring my entreaties to finish, and flipped me onto my stomach. He roughly grabbed my hips, pulled them up, shoving my head and shoulders into the pillows. Spreading my thighs apart, he gripped my hips firmly holding me in place as he directed his hard cock into the wet open lips of my pussy, penetrating and pushing fully into me, filling me again, I cried out shrilly.

He began thrusting powerfully, holding my hips as he punished me with his cock, treating me even more roughly, my body jerking to his thrusting. I wanted to stop him, but I couldn't; I was immobilized, incredibly aroused by the way he was fucking me.

I was moaning continuously, responding to being taken in this manner, his swollen cock thrusting into my helpless body, his penis working on me, moving in and out until my cries changed and became shriller, and I began to come, the orgasm seemed to last forever as he swelled and spurt into my body, pulling me fully upon his cock until my climax subsided, and he completely drained himself. He released me, and I dropped to the bed, full of his sperm.

Exhausted, I lay there, surprised how much I enjoyed being taken like that. No one had ever taken me that forcefully. Bill gently helped me up, his eyes hard yet compassionate. With a wry smile he said, "You liked that." It was a statement, not a question. I nodded and he handed me to Jeremy who quickly led me to our room.

When we got there, Jeremy quietly closed the door, turning to me, eyes full of concern, he asked. "Are we okay?"

I looked into his eyes and I smiled, "yes. I think so. I've never been taken like that. I can't believe how it felt! Did it look good to you?" I rubbed my smooth, very sensitive pussy. Jeremy still looked worried as he sat on the bed. I slowly sashayed toward him, taking him by the hand I stood him up, looked deep into his eyes and said "thank you." I undid his belt, slipped my hand into his pants, grabbed his penis and slowly stroked. "One more day, My Love," and I kissed him passionately as he came.

The next day at work dragged on. I kept checking the clock, I was anxious and tired and couldn't wait to find out what tonight had in store. Jeremy and Bill met me at the door when I got home, both were smiling. They ushered me upstairs into the master bathroom, there were candles, wine, glasses and cheese. But best of all, a tub full of bubbles. Together they undressed me, their hands occasionally caressing. They practically lifted me into the bath, as I settled in, they both undressed and joined me.

We have a large sunken tub, but having three people in it was a tight squeeze, the water rising and spilling out on the floor. The boys began washing my body, Bill focusing on my back while Jeremy washed my front. I tried to turn, wanting Bill to wash my front side, but he stopped me and redirected me towards my husband. The washing was relaxing, while not being overly erotic.

When they were finished, I leaned back onto Bill, I could feel his penis pressed to my back. As Jeremy leaned onto the other side of the tub, his swollen member bobbed to the surface. It was beautiful, I always liked the look of Jeremy's cock as it floated in the water. Sometimes as we skinny dipped I would... I became aware I was slowly leaning over to take his penis into my mouth. I quickly stopped, this was supposed to be my time with Bill, but I felt him slowly pushing me towards Jeremy's cock. I opened my mouth and swallowed his member. The taste was exquisite, much better than Bill's, and I devoured it. Moving up and down I deep throated him, with a gag I lifted and plunged downed again. Jeremy lifted his pelvis to meet each of my movements, I could hear him growl as I swallowed his cock again and again, deep into my throat. With a powerful thrust, Jeremy's cock hit the back of my throat and he let go, spurt, after spurt he unloaded, and I tried to swallow between the gags. Jeremy slumped back into the tub, before I could wipe my chin, Bill turned my head, kissed me deeply and swallowed the remaining cum.

As we kissed, I moved my hips up to position my pussy over his engorged cock and slowly descended, letting his member fill me. I lifted up again, and felt a tongue lick my clit, I stayed there for a moment, then quickly thrust downward. Each time I reached the top of Bill's cock, Jeremy would lean in to lick or suck on my clit. With every lift, I would hold myself there longer to allow Jeremy more time to lick and suck. It wasn't long before I orgasmed, but I kept thrusting until Bill ejaculated in me.

We stopped and rested in each other's company. Soon Jeremy's dick bobbed to the surface once more. I wanted it, but this was Bill's time. Again, Bill pushed me forward, and I opened my mouth. Bill stopped me with a quiet "no, I want to watch you ride your husband."

Excitedly, I moved over to Jeremy, and quickly mounted him, directing his cock into my pussy. I slid down his erect member, bottomed out, then lifted myself again. With all the taboo sex over the past couple of days, I had nearly forgotten how well Jeremy fit. I sat in his lap for a moment before I lifted again, his cock tight in my pussy. Jeremy met each downward move with a gentle thrust, then I'd go up again. It was amazing, I could feel an orgasm coming on, this one was slower than before. The buildup was powerful; I rode the crest for what seemed an eternity, and when it hit I screamed Jeremy's name, and he grunted mine.

I collapsed on my husband's lap, as we tried to catch our breath. Bill held out a glass of wine to both of us. "Here's to a wonderful few days. Too bad I leave tomorrow."

"We still have one more night," Jeremy pointed out. Looking at me he asked, "would you like to spend tonight in his bed?"

I looked coyly at Bill, one last night of carnal sex sounded pretty good. I glanced at Jeremy, "or we could all three spend the night in our bed."

Bill left the next afternoon. Jeremy and I often talk about those few days, and our sex life has gotten much better.

Last night Jeremy told me he got an email from Bill, he had another business meeting he had to attend. Of course I suggested he should stay with us.