My Wife's Boyfriend

“Can you pass me the salad bowl?”

“Uh - yeah. Here you go. ”

“Thanks”

I take the now-empty salad bowl and place it in the dishwasher.

“Thanks for dinner tonight. ”

“I told you. Home date nights are where it’s at. ”

“Yeah… ”

“A good home cooked meal beats an overpriced morsel on a tiny dish any day of the week.”

“There was more than a morsel!”

“But it was overpriced. ”

“Okay. I can’t argue with you on that.”

You hand me our mugs and wine glasses, and I roll the shelves back into the dishwasher. Don’t get me wrong. I love going out for date night, but this?

This is nice…just us. Staying in with a homecooked meal. Making something we both know we’ll enjoy and we can just cuddle up on the couch straight after.

No getting stuck in gridlock traffic and missing our reservation, like when we tried with that sushi restaurant last week.

You’re a homebody, through and through. You’re more than happy to keep things simple and I really love that about you.

Especially in the colder months. You grow out your stubble into a well-trimmed beard and fish out the cozy sweaters and plaid shirts the second the leaves start to change color.

I like to tease you about it, telling everyone you’re going into hibernation with the way you hunker down for the winter.

I feel your hands slide around my waist, and you wrap your arms around me from behind.

Hmm…this is nice.

I relax against you, letting myself sink back against your chest, letting your warmth envelope me.

Your lips trace over my skin, pressing kisses from my temple, down my cheek, my neck…and along my shoulder.

“Hmm…”

“Leave them…”

“You know what I’m like with leaving dishes.”

“Oh, I’m sure leaving a few plates in the sink will be just fine…”

You cup my jaw and tilt my chin up, capturing my lips in a sweet, heated kiss.

“Someone’s touchy-feely tonight…”

“Physical touch is my love language, what can I say?”

“Okay, loverboy. Dishes, then fun. Deal?”

“Ookkaaayyy…”

I bend over, pressing my ass against your hips as I close the door to the dishwasher and set it on its wash cycle.

Not deliberate at all, of course. Your hands skim over my hips.

“Hmm, nice view. ”

“Oh?”

“What? I’m just admiring your…exceptional organizing.”

I turn around and match the mischievous glint in your eyes with my own, sliding my hands up your plaid shirt and over your shoulders.

“Really.”

“Oh yeah, it was…really educational.”

You snake your arms around my waist, pulling me against you.

You smell so good.

You’ve brought out your fancy cologne for tonight, I see. I love this. Just having these playful little moments together.

To me, it’s these little things that make what we have so much more special.

You flash me that boyish grin and I feel my heart flutter, especially when your eyes flicker down my body and darken slightly.

“Can I just say…? ”

“Yeah?”

“Aside from making an amazing dinner tonight…”

“Thank you…”

“You never said we were having a second dessert tonight. Wearing my favorite dress on you… ”

“You’re so cheesy…”

“Oh, you love it…”

You walk me back slightly until my hips press into the counter. Mmm…you feel so good against me. So solid and warm.

Your hands splay over my back, roaming up my spine and down to my ass, giving it a soft squeeze.

We begin to grapple at each other, our sensual, easy pace becoming more urgent. There’s been this luscious tension between us all evening…

Now it’s building quickly, becoming even more pent up with this need we always seem to have for each other. You kiss down my neck and along my collarbone, your hands prowling over my ribs and in the dip of my waist.

I arch into you, craning my neck back as you trail hot kisses up my throat.

“I need you…”

“Here?”

“Right here… right now…”

“I've missed you so much, baby. I can't describe how much I've wanted you, how much I've needed you… all night. Come here.”

You’ve barely been able to keep your hands off me all evening, exactly like I wanted while I was giving you little teasers of what to expect after dinner.

It’s been fun getting you riled up in that way you love. I’ve teased you until you can’t take any more…and just have to have me.

Your tongue claims my mouth, and I dip my head back, giving you easier access. Molten heat spreads through me as I wrap my arms around your neck, deepening the kiss.

“Right here…”

“Right here…”

You grab fistfuls of my dress, your hands roaming over my skin, moving up my ribs and squeezing my breast, while your free hand grabs my ass.

Your hips pin mine against the counter, and I wind my hand into your hair, gripping at the roots, and pulling.

“Right… Up you go. ”

You pick me up and put me on the counter, parting my thighs as you step in between them.

I slip my hands under your t-shirt as you shrug off your plaid, pulling me against you and hiking up my dress.

Your lips trail down my neck, my collarbone, the tops of my breasts…and I slide down my dress straps, exposing my breasts.

I can feel my clit throbbing…warmth pulsing between my legs as your cock presses hard against me through your jeans.

Sliding my hands down to your ass, I pull you closer, pressing your hardness against me and grinding.

“Ohh…oh, fuck… Gimme those tits…”

You grasp my breasts, kneading and squeezing as you run your tongue across the swell of them. Your skilled tongue circles around each of my nipples before sucking one between your lips and watching it spring back.

A wave of pleasure runs through my body and your hips flex into mine, your kisses becoming more urgent…hungrier…

Fuck, I need you… I need you…

“Spread your legs for me… Come on, spread them…”

Fffuck, I love it when you tell me what to do. I lean back, my hands pressing into the marble so I can watch you slide my underwear down my legs.

You brace my foot up on the counter, dropping to your knees.

“Ffuck, look at you… You’re so wet for me…”

You tease two fingers between my lips, massaging my pussy in slow strokes before circling them around my clit…

“Ohh my god…”

“Someone’s pent up, aren’t they?”

“I may have…edged a little…before you came home.”

“Fuck…”

You kiss and nip your way up my inner thighs, getting closer… Teasing me…

“Ohh…ohh, god, yes…”

You run your tongue along my clit, and a wave of electricity permeates throughout my body.

“Is that good? ”

“Yeah…”

You drape my leg over your shoulder while I prop my foot up on the counter, spreading myself more for you.

Fuck, your mouth feels good on me.

I let my head fall back, threading my fingers into your hair as you alternate sucking, wet kisses on my clit and massaging my pussy with your tongue.

You always like to go slow at first, warming me up, not rushing so I can feel every last bit of pleasure you give me. So by the time you really get going…I’m begging you to.

You swirl your tongue around my clit, circling it around and around as you leave little kisses between swirling licks.

My fist tightens in your hair and I push myself harder against your lips. This feels so good…

Your grip on my thighs tightens as your moans and growls vibrate against my clit. The way you kiss and lick… Growing hungrier…like you want to devour me.

You’re fucking insatiable.

“God, you always taste… Amazing… You’re a fucking goddess… ”

“Keep going…keep going…”

“I’m not going to stop… Until you’re screaming for me… ”

“Please…I… I need you to fuck me…”

You don’t need to be told twice. You get to your feet and I pull you to me, making quick work of your belt.

I can’t wait… I need you inside me. I help you slip off your jeans and boxers, and your hard cock springs free.

Fuck… I’m practically drooling at the sight of you… how thick and hard you are. I can never get enough of seeing you like this.

“See what you do to me?”

“I see you… but I want to feel it too ”

I reach out, lightly gripping your shaft, and begin to stroke…

“Ohh yeah…”

I tease your cock through my lips, back and forth, and readying you at my entrance.

“Yeah? You want me to fuck you?”

“Ohh…”

You hook your arm around my thighs, pumping into me. Fuck, you feel so deep…

Slow and gentle is long gone, and the way you’re moving now…. this is pure, raw need.

“Yeah…? You want it…?”

“I want it…”

You trail your lips hungrily down my neck and I wrap my arms around your shoulders so I can feel your muscles flex under my touch as you slam into me.

Your hot breath tickles my neck, your beard scratching at my sensitive skin.

“Harder…Harder…”

I bury my face in the crook of your neck… Fuck, I need more… and you grip my ass, pulling me harder onto your cock.

“Babe! I’m home!”

Everything in me stops dead as my husband rounds the corner. Finding us like this.

Me…his wife…on the kitchen counter with another man fucking her. He stops, eyes locked on you, then me.

“Uh… hey, honey.”

“Well…I uh…I wasn’t expecting that…”

“Come on, man. It’s date night!”

“True. But I thought you’d at least get to the couch. Not that I’m complaining. ”

” We talked about opening up our marriage about a year ago, and we agreed to take things slow and with someone we could trust.

We’ve known you for years. Since university, and we agreed that it should be a casual thing at first.

But as time went on, we…grew closer. I thought my marriage would be broken, but my husband was completely fine with it. He’s known you longer than I have and couldn’t trust me with anyone better, he said.

“You want to join us? ”

“In a moment…I kind of want to enjoy the show first…”

His eyes darken, wandering down my exposed body. The top of my sundress gathered around my waist and my breasts exposed… The flowing cotton pulled up to my hips and legs spread wide.

My pussy’s glistening and you spread my lips a little wider, giving him a show. I bite my bottom lip and I can feel my pussy clench as you both look.

He unbuckles his belt and pushes down his work trousers, freeing his cock. God, it’s so hot when he loosens his tie.

You begin to move again, slower this time, kissing down my neck as I watch him give his cock a few tugs and settle in the chair at the dining table.

“Look how wet she is… ”

“Fuck, yeah…you’re soaked… ”

“You’re gonna watch?”

“Yeah, keep going…”

I can’t take my eyes off him as he strokes himself, I love watching him massage his cock in his palm. Watching it grow harder…

He watches us, watches me. Watching me get fucked by his friend…watching me have sex with another man.

His eyes prowl over my body, taking in every detail of the way I’m sprawled half-naked on the counter as you pick up the pace.

You press a kiss to my neck, and move harder…faster…just like we were before he came in.

“Watch him… Watch him while I fuck you… ”

“Ffuck…”

“You’re so needy… so ready… You want to be good for us, I know you do. Yeah, I know. Oh, you get off on this, don't you? ”

“Oh yeah…like that…”

My mouth hangs open as I watch him stroke his cock, the way he thrusts his hips up so you’re fucking his palm.

“Baby…I need you to fuck me…please…”

“Baby…I need you to fuck me…please…”

You pick me up, turning to carry me toward the kitchen table. You lie back, shifting me until I’m straddling you. I reach down between us, teasing us both as I rub your cock against my pussy before sinking down on you.

“Ohh fuck… Yeah, ride me like that…”

“Ohh, my god… ”

He stands up and wraps his arm around my waist.

“Come here…”

I brace my hands on your stomach, grinding my hips as your fingers dig into my hips. My tits bounce, and he dips his head down, sucking my nipple in his mouth while he strokes his cock.

His other hand sliding down to my hip, guiding me as I fuck you…

“Yeah, ride his fucking cock, babe… You look so sexy like this… ”

“I need you inside me…in my ass. ”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah? You want us to fuck you at the same time? ”

“Please…”

He gets behind me and spreads my cheeks… Massaging my asshole with his finger.

“Ohhh…”

His arm clamps around my waist and his lips brush against my ear.

“Yeah…? You want me to tease that pretty asshole?”

“Yeah…”

“Ohhh…”

He slips the tip of his finger inside me, pressing past the tight bud of my ass …then a little deeper…going slowly until I become accustomed to him...

We’ve done anal before… and we’ve done threesomes with you before. But never like this. Never double penetration…

“Ohh yeah, that’s it. Just relax for me, baby… ”

“Oh god, yeah… You’re…tightening around me so good… ”

He pulls back a little before going deeper…and again…and again until he’s slowly moving inside my ass…up to the knuckle…

“There you go. Keep fucking him. Don’t you fucking dare stop… ”

When I’m ready, he slips a second finger inside… Ohh my god…my mind’s completely quiet…all I can think of is both of your cocks inside me.

Using me…fucking me however you both want. I need it so badly it hurts…and I can’t control the sounds I make.

There’s something more…primal…about being taken like this. And I want every single second of it.

I grind harder, on your cock and on my husband’s fingers, feeling him stroke his cock against my thigh.

“Please I need you inside me… ”

“Aww, come on, man. Why don’t we give the lady what she wants? ”

He squeezes my breast, pinching my nipple as he slides his fingers out of me. Your fingers dig into my hips, bouncing me on your cock, then steadying me as I feel the head of my husband’s cock teasing my asshole.

“You ready, sweetheart? You want me to fuck your ass? ”

“Please…”

He grazes his teeth along my earlobe, biting down slightly. The mixture of pain and pleasure sends a shiver down my spine, and I push my ass back, feeling the expanse of his tip teasing the entrance.

“You’re needy, aren’t you?”

“She edged today too… ”

“Ohh fuck… Deep breath, babe… ”

“Ohhh fuck! ”

“Ohh yeah… ”

“Ohhh my goddd… You feel…he feels… ”

I’m so full. You’re both so fucking deep…

He grabs my hip, the other hand braced on my shoulder, as he slowly thrusts into me.

“There you go, baby… Ride us both… ”

With every roll of my hips against you, I push back onto his cock… Oh god, this feels so fucking good…

I don’t want it to stop…and I move harder, grinding faster on both of your cocks…

My body’s shaking…pleasure rippling through me…

I’m so close…and with the edging earlier… I can’t take any more…I need to cum.

I need to cum so badly. I want you both to cum inside me, I need it…

“Ohh! Oh my god, I’m cumming! ”

“Yeah, cum on my dick…fuck!”

“Ohh yeah, cum for us…I’m so fucking close…”

“Fuck, I’m cumming! I’m gonna cum! ”

“Oh god, you feel so tight…! Yeah…fuck! ”

“I’m gonna cum! ”

He rests his forehead against my back as I collapse on top of you, catching our breath.

I can barely keep my eyes open after that…you both…completely wiped me out. You thread your fingers into my hair and I can feel that hurts-so-good soreness seeping into my muscles.

I feel…peaceful, and I smile as I feel my husband’s lips trailing kisses down my spine.

“Are you both okay? ”

“Yeah, I’m… Where did all that come from? ”

“You’re telling me. Phew, that was hot. ”

I prop my chin up on your chest, and my husband carefully eases out of me, running his palms softly up my back.

“I think we should end every date night like that.”

“Fine by me ”

“Yeah. We should double-date it. ”

“Double date?”

“You two take me out on a date. Or we could stay in, like this… ”

“Well, man. You heard the lady. Let’s do it. ”

“Just not an overpriced morsel restaurant, okay? ”

“How does all you can eat sound? ”

“Perfect. ”