Two months ago my husband Steve confessed to me that he had an interest in seeing me with another man in bed. At first I was taken aback.

“Was this just an excuse for him to sleep with other women?” I would lie in bed thinking to myself. While I wasn’t the size 6 I had been when we got married, I was still in good shape and regularly exercised at the gym.

He reassured me that he had no intention of sleeping with other women, he was just interested in watching me.

We had a healthy, stable relationship, and I while our sex life wasn’t as frequent as it had been, when we did make love it was as good and fun as ever.

I slowly came around to the idea of allowing another man to join our bedroom antics; in-fact, it excited me, it had been 10 years since anyone other than my husband had touched me.

And so, on a cold Saturday afternoon I turned to my husband while we sat on the wand and told him that I agreed with his idea; I was in!

He naturally was excited, and the two of us began to formulate a plan for the experience. We discussed the pros and cons of using a stranger, but I ruled this out as the idea of having a man we didn’t know join us put me off.

He sat back and took a moment to think and after a minute or two he spoke.

“What about Jack?” he said.

Jack was Steve’s best friend. The two of them were inseparable, and people often joked they were like an old married couple.

Single, in good shape and damn handsome, Jack had been Steve’s best man at our wedding, and I must admit, I had often wondered how no one had snapped him up yet.

My pussy tingled at the thought of Jack being the one. I, however, did not wish to seem too eager to sleep with my husband’s best friend so after a short moment of silence I said, “Are you sure that is a good idea? He is your best friend and what if he thinks I’m ugly? I pouted.

“Are you kidding?” he laughed, “Jack thinks you are smoking; he practically eye fucks you at every opportunity he gets, and besides, I can’t think of anyone better to do this with.”

I laughed and smiled at my husband. “Fine, Jack it is,” I giggled, “there’s no time like the present; ask him if he’s free tomorrow,” I smiled seductively at Steve.

Steve nodded, and took out his phone and started typing away. A few minutes later, it pinged back.

“Jack said he would love to, he’ll be round at six,” he smiled at me, and the two of us kissed deeply before heading to bed.

The next day was a whirlwind of events, I shaved my entire body, save for the small bush of pubic hair on my pussy, I washed and blow dried my hair, and picked out a cute outfit to wear for the event, a small flowery dress that stopped in between my knees and my butt.

At around five, I started to get ready, a small amount of make up on my face, a spray of perfume on my neck. I picked out a cute lingerie set, a light blue bra that made my C cups look fantastic, and a matching G string.

As I applied the finishing touches to my makeup, I heard the doorbell ring, followed by the voice of my husband and Jack as the two greeted each other.

“Oh shit, oh my god am I really doing this,” I thought to myself as my heart raced rapidly. For a moment I thought about cancelling, these thoughts quickly dissipated and the thought of having my way with Jack took over. I stood up and looked into the mirror, blew myself a kiss and headed downstairs.

Steve and Jack’s voices could be heard from the living room, and I slowly entered, smiling at them both as I did. Steve was sitting in his “football” chair, as he called it, while Jack sat on the couch.

The two of them stopped talking and Jack let out an audible gasp as I walked in. Steve smiled at me and blew me a kiss.

I walked over to Steve and gave him a deep kiss on the lips, before standing up and headed to Jack, who gently patted the seat next to him.

As I sat on the couch next to Jack, I couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction. My husband was sitting across from us, watching us with a knowing glint in his eye and I could sense that he was waiting to see what would happen next.

Without saying a word, I reached out and gently placed my hand on Jacks thigh. His eyes locked immediately onto mine, and I could see the desire burning within them as he smiled at me.

My husband didn't flinch, didn't react - he just kept watching, his eyes fixed on us with an air of anticipation, and a bulge slowly forming in his pants.

I slowly began to stroke Jack’s thigh, my fingers tracing circles on his jeans. He shifted slightly, his cock twitching beneath his pants. I could feel my own excitement building, my pussy was on fire, my heart raced with anticipation.

“Go ahead," Steve said, his eyes never leaving mine. "Take his pants off,” he continued

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I heard my husband's words. It was like he had given me permission to unleash my desires, to let go of all inhibitions and indulge in the forbidden fruit that was right in front of me.

I licked my lips and quickly unzipped Jack’s  jeans and pulled out his hard cock. It was thick and veiny, at around 8”, slightly larger than my husband’s 7” cock.

The purple tip glistened with precum. I couldn't wait to wrap my lips around it and feel it pulsing in my mouth. I wrapped my hands around it, and as I started to slowly jerk it, Jack let out a little moan and his head fell back against the couch cushion.

I leaned forward slowly with my eyes closed, and gently took the head of Jack’s cock into my mouth. He let out a low groan as I began to slowly suck him off, my tongue dancing across the sensitive tip. My husband watched us intently, his eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before him, his own bulge now on display.

As I slowly sucked Jack off, I couldn't help but play with his dick, stroking the thick shaft with my hands, gently teasing the head with my tongue. Jack’s hips then began to thrust gently into my mouth, fucking me slowly as I engulfed more of his cock off inside me.

Steve got up from the chair and walked over to us, standing behind me as he watched us. He placed a hand on the back of my head and began to stroke my hair, he gripped my hair, almost guiding my head as I moved up and down on his friend's thick cock.

The sensation was intense and like nothing I’d experienced before, having two men focused solely on me, one watching while the other fucked my face. It was like nothing else mattered for the three of us, except for this moment of pure unadulterated pleasure.

As Jack slowly fucked my mouth, Steve began to unzip my dress, and the straps fell off my shoulder. I wiggled out of it, leaving me in just my lingerie.

Jack’s breathing began to grow heavier.

“Fuck, this is insanely good, Jesus Christ you need to stop or I’ll cum,” he moaned

I stopped for a moment and took my mouth off his cock, giving him a moment’s reprieve, before quickly taking his full shaft into my throat again and again.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Jack moaned “uhhh here it comes” he groaned, as I felt a rope of thick cum hit the back of my throat.

I coughed slightly before swallowing each cum shot like a woman possessed. After the cum stopped leaking from his cock, I pulled my mouth away.

Licking my lips I slowly stood up, and said to them “this is going to be a fun night.