Amicable

“What took you so long?” George watched at us.
“Well, Nathan has found out,” Shirley stated mater of factly.
He smiled. “How?”
“Oh, when Sam and I left the kitchen he was just there, he and his strong, impressive toy. Guess he has overheard our conversation.”
I must have blushed nice shades of pink.
“So you have toyed around already?” George grinned suggestively at his wife, but seemed also to be a bit surprised.
“Yesss.” Shirley grinned at him and then glanced at us.
We sat down with the beers. “Cheers!” George grinned and took the first sip.
I glanced at Shirley, who was sitting with her thighs relaxed open. I could see that she was wearing no slip under her shorts or at least just a G-string.
I laughed a little nervous. “I’m still a little overwhelmed by the recent events,” I admitted.
George’s grin grew even bigger. “I’m not,” he simply said. “Shirley and I have become quite open over the years.”
“So it is not the first time you…” I searched for adequate world.
“Have fun with others?” Shirley helped me out.
“Right.”
“Sure it is not,” George said.
“How did you get started?” I asked him.
“In general or with your wife?” George asked laughingly.
“Both.” I said quickly.
“Well, in general it was, I guess ten years or so ago,” George explained. “It was at Shirley’s parent’s home. We were on a regular visit. I talked with her parents and suddenly the doorbell rang. Her dad said that it must be the gardener. Shirley jumped up, saying he will let him in. Shirley’s dad explained to me that they both knew each other. The gardener was working for them for more than five years. He supposed Shirley just wanted to say hello to him. I didn’t think any further about it. After a while I went to the toilette. I opened the door and what I saw was pretty shocking. Shirley was gripping the washbasin and the gardener, a well-build Latino was behind her and fucking her really hard. At that time I had no clue what to say or do. At least I expected them to stop, but they didn’t. Shirley looked at me, somewhat apologetic and told the stud to continue. I was baffled that this man had no problem continuing to fuck her. Just a few seconds more and he came. He then withdrew from my wife and I could see his juicy dick. He just grinned and said to my, “You’re a lucky husband,” while he stuffed his cock back into his trousers and went out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened.”
“Geez, what happened then?” I wanted to know.
“Well, I need to cum really bad,” Shirley explained. “The gardener and I had fucked regularly, before I married George. One could say he had introduced me to serious sex. I had vowed to myself to stop fucking him, when I got together with George, but this day I could resist. I had remembered what a hot stud he was and when I saw the unmistakeable bulge in his trousers I felt I needed it badly. I also felt even hotter, by the thought of George being nearby. I felt like a slut. Man, was I horny.” Shirley laughed. “Well normally Marquez would finish me off, but this day I guess he knew it was not his turn to do it.”
“So your husband did it to you?” Samantha guessed.
“Right,” George affirmed. “I was puzzled, but not too puzzled to grow a stiff cock, by the view of my wife’s pussy getting deeply massaged by another cock. And somehow the thought of her already creamed pussy, still hungry for more, turned me on even more. Shirley turned around to face me and spread her legs. She asked me to touch her what I then did. I felt the other man’s cream on her swollen lips and inside her cunt. And Shirley told me real nasty things, like how good the gardener had stretched her pussy and that she need my really badly to continue. Of course I did. It was hot to fuck her slippery and creamed pussy and see how horny she was. When we finished we went down into the kitchen were Marquez was drinking some water. He grinned at Shirley and asked her if I had done a good job. Her answer was to open her legs and inviting him to feel it under her skirt. As you might think he didn’t need a second request. He seemed satisfied and said that he always had known that Shirley had a big appetite.”
“Yeah, I think, this is how it started,” Shirley agreed. “I mean I was a bit surprised myself how much I loved it to have two men at my service.” Shirley laughed.
“So have you done a threesome?” My wife seemed to enjoy the report a lot.
Shirley grinned. “Not yet.” Sam grinned back. “But for quite a while I reanimated my hot relationship with Marquez. I fucked him and then told George about what happened and showed him what Marquez had done. Also Marquez loved to hear how George had pounded me.”
“I can imagine that,” I murmured, very well aware of how horny it made me, to know how much my wife had enjoyed George’s dick in her mouth and pussy.
The thought of Shirley probably wanting me to fuck her in front of her husband turned me on. My dick was at half-staff from George’s and Shirley’s story, but now my love pole became rigid and fully developed.
George glanced at my lap. “Seems your snake wants to break free.”