Triad, part 2

When Bob got back from his boy’s night out, a highly uncommon occurrence in-of-itself, he was talkative, almost loquacious, pleased with himself, and slightly beery. He sat himself at Amy’s feet as she watched Treehouse with their pre-schooler. Leaning in, he said, “Tell me what your favourite sexual fantasy is.”

Eyebrows high, “Why?” she asked.

“Well, do you know how many movies we have around this place with a girl enjoying two or more guys at once?”

“Mmmm,” she replied, noncommittally, wondering where this was going.

“And you know how you said one time that you would really get off on getting done by more than one guy at a time?”

“I guess so...”

“Well, I talked to Alex tonight, and ...” He trailed off, and kissed her instead.

His kiss was hungrier than normal; she figured that her basically non-drinking husband was feeling the effects of his single beer, and shrugging, kissed back, matching his hunger. Breaking off, Bob said, “How would you feel about having another guy do it with us?”

She looked quizzically at him. “You couldn’t do it- you’d be way too shy. Besides, you’ve been drinking, so I think that’s just the beer talking.”

“Uh, no. I just had one beer, and I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. I can’t get the picture out of my mind of you being done by two guys at one time. You would sound fantastic and you would enjoy it so much. C’mon, what about it?” He rubbed her breast and pressed himself against her more tightly.

Still not believing he was serious, but intrigued nevertheless, she gave in to the heat and intensity he was aiming at her. When their kissing became a little too x-rated for the couch, in front of children’s programming, she suggested the bedroom. Making sure all the children were happily occupied, off they went, locking the door behind them. This was going to be a before bedtime quickie- off came the clothing, and he was atop her, kissing ferociously, needing her.

Amy wrapped herself around him, leaning herself into him, begging with her body for him to slide himself inside her, and quickly. Bob obliged, thrusting into her fast and hard, burying himself with each stroke as deeply within her as he could reach. There was an intensity, excitement and naughtiness to this act- the kids all awake, the “old” folks letting lust take over and pouncing on each other. This kind of fun had Bob and Amy grinning at each other, minutes later, once the frantic feeling of needing each other was satisfied.

Cleaning up afterwards, preparing to go back out to see to the children, Bob insisted, “I really am serious about another guy with us. I was talking to Alex tonight, and I told him that I want his help fulfilling your fantasy of having two men at once. So...?”

Amy was certainly unwilling to commit to anything while Bob was acting so unusually. She shrugged and frowned, saying “It’s an interesting idea, but ...”. She trailed off. “Are you serious? I have to think about this. I’m not saying no, but I don’t know... Us, with Alex? Uh, I’ll think about it.” Shaking her head gently at her husband, who grinned back boyishly, she went off to deal with kids.

Later, when all the kids were in bed, Amy joined Bob in front of the TV. “Tell me more about this crazy idea of yours,” she said. “Have you thought about logistics?”

Bob, normally so reserved, bubbled over with enthusiasm. “Slightly! I’ve been thinking of nothing else for the last month-and-a-half! That’s why I’ve been so horny lately. I figure we’d get him over here some night, after the kids are in bed. We could start off in the hot tub, with a couple of beers... You’d be able to suck a guy off while being done by the other one- it’d be perfect!“

Amy was torn between giggling and disbelief. This didn’t sound at all like her husband talking, but she liked it. “What about birth control? Disease?”

“Well, maybe just after your period, and we’d have to check that out, but whadda ya think?”

“Um, well you know how fertile I am, so I don’t know that that’d work, and we are SO not raising another kid.”

“Well, I know,” he said. “We’ll take care of that. But, are you interested?” She kissed him in response, and suggested he show her one of the movies he’d been referring to earlier.

Bob found a selection, and started one up. “This one’s hot,” he said. “You’ll like it.” Bob had picked for his first “demo” a girl with a truly lovely body, but curiously disfigured face- a harelip perhaps?- who strutted her stuff with more realism than in many pornos. She seemed to be truly enjoying the various combinations of a man in her ass and another in her pussy, or one in her mouth and another in her nether regions. Bob pointed out with real enthusiasm the scenes with her enthusiastically sucking on one, then the other cock. “That is so hot!” he exclaimed. For Amy, the pleasure and affectionate caressing between all the participants was equally appealing.

Bob was eager to show her more- other positions, other women he found hot. Amy was as moved, amused and as turned on by Bob’s enthusiasm as by anything on the screen, but she was definitely enjoying the playful closeness that was enveloping them this evening. After watching a handful of other selections, Amy got up off the couch to grab a sheet to spread out on the living room floor. The videos and the talk of another man, regardless of the seriousness of it, or where it would lead, or whether Bob would actually be game for all he was suggesting once the beer had worn off, was damned hot, and she was getting totally wet again.

She grabbed Bob’s hand and pulled him to the floor. She got down on her hands and knees and looked over her shoulder at him. Bob didn’t hesitate. Off came his housecoat and pyjama bottoms. He checked that the living room door was shut and joined her on the sheet. While she had been up, Amy had grabbed her birthday present, a glass dildo, and some lube, which she now pulled out from under the sheet. Bob was just about beside himself with excitement. He could hardly believe how lucky he had gotten to find himself a wife who loved sex as much as he did. Woohoo! he thought.

When he realized exactly what Amy had in mind, he was even more tickled.