Another couple for better or worse [group]

She looked good you thought, it had been awhile since she was dressed up. 13 years of marriage and 2 kids but she was still attractive. You even caught a few coworkers trying to peak down her dress as they stopped to say hi. You loved her but miss the old her, the free wheeling girl in college. She wasn’t that anymore, but neither were you. Too much beer and burgers not enough gym time.

You saw us walk in, the new guy. He hasn’t made himself one of the guys yet. Working hard for new clients, ordering salads at the lunches. He actually used the company gym. Now he is wearing a perfectly tailored blue suit. Then you saw me, a myth amongst the office for the last few months. How much younger was I 10 years? 15?. Wearing a floor length black dress with a slit up the sides to mid thigh, and a plunging neck that went almost as low. This wasn’t even appropriate you thought as you couldn’t take your eyes off me. Your wife noticed you know.

We started walking towards your table. As I sat down you took in every millimeter of exposed skin you could. Your wife noticed you know, you didn’t though. She looked at him with an eye you wouldn’t have known about, but he did. He had seen that eye pleanty before.

He offered to fill everyone’s drink, another beer for you, a vodka and water for me. She told him red wine, he offered a suggestion for something she might like, she took it. Your eyes kept gazing at me, quick glances at the cleavage. The presentations start, you glance over I caught you, I winked. Thankfully they were quick congrats for the great year.

Dinner served small talk ensued, another round of drinks. She hit it off with him, they clicked on the symphony and live theater. We talked football and college, my courses were so hard. Me and your wife swapped seats, we chatted, they chatted. I flirted but you didn’t know for sure. You flirted poorly, I knew. When I leaned over to adjust my shoe I knew you could see down my dress. They flirted but you didn’t pay attention. You were too enamored with the 20 something to bother with her.

Another round. You noticed my hand on your knee while I laughed at a joke you made. Then a splash, half a glass of wine right in my lap. Your wife apologizing, blotting the dress, the wine must have gotten to her. I have to change, don’t worry we got a room. We start to leave, you two sad the night is ending like this. Then the invite, come to the room, it would change everything for you.

A whisper in their ear of a server and a bill slipped to him. We enter the room a living area with couches and two beds past the bathroom. She said we should have gotten drinks to being up. It’s covered by a knock at the door by the time I come back from the room. Room service delivering a bottle of wine, vodka and beer. Me in yoga pants now and a t-shirt, no more cleavage to stare at.

Another couple rounds.

You and him chat, me and her, more drinks. Then you hear her say it to me, they can’t be real, she can’t believe they are just too round, too perfect, too big. Silence…..how does one respond to that. With laughter I assure her they are real and spectacular. An offer to prove it, drinks must be getting to her an offer accepted. A bathroom trip for them you think, oh to be as lucky as your wife getting to see them. Then I take my T-shirt off, she breaks out laughing. He comments here we go, you don’t get it. Your enamored looking at my red hair come down across my chest as the shirt comes off. A black t-shirt bra underneath. Time slows for you as my arms reach back. Your jaw drops a little as the bra drops down my arms to the floor.

She reaches for them, caressing them, squeezes them. She confirms they are real, you haven’t moved trying to take in every curve, every angle of my 34DDs in front of you. Then he says something an offer to your wife, showed you mine show me yours, no one wants to see mine she says. He does, he tells her, I do, I tell her, yeah baby is the only thing you can mutter, You haven’t blinked yet. You watch as she stands up drops the dress off, then her push up bra. Now just nervously standing in her panties, making jokes about her imperfect body, her d cups that fed two babies, her tummy and stretch marks. He says he likes it, so do I, you mutter something but still are staring at me. He stands up while complimenting her, then your gaze on me gets broken. He sweeps his hand across one of her breasts lightly caressing it, they are real also. Your stunned, you don’t know what to do or say. You watch as I caress the other, her head turning in my direction. Then it happens, a kiss, she leaned into me and kisses me. Not long, not wet, just a kiss.

I pull her in closer, her mouth opening, our tounges touching, his hand grabbing more forcefully. Then her head turns to him, a whisper from me to her, it’s okay I say to her. They kiss, he takes a more forcefully approach, groping a breast. She turns towards him, they kiss more, your speechless. Our eyes lock as I slide my thumbs into her panties and lower myself and them to the floor. She doesn’t hesitate to step out of them, still in boots. I stand up kissing her neck while he kisses her more and more. I whisper into her ear, she doesn’t bother to even respond. She is lost, probably doesn’t know what’s going on herself. Lost in the moment as he unbuttons his shirt, her hands caressing his chest as it comes off.

You watch as I take off my yoga pants revealing no panties and my perfectly waxed pussy. You stare at my now nude body the one you fantasized about an hour earlier. You watch as I caress your wife’s bare ass, running my hand to her manicured pussy. Just a gentle touch of the hair makes her legs open up a bit. But my hands go north to her breasts as she turns back to me, we kiss again, deeper wetter this time. Then she gets turned around again. I look at you, start slowly coming over to you, still sitting on the couch. I get on top of you, you can feel the heat from me through your pants. I can feel you get harder as I unbutton your shirt. Then take your face inbetween my boobs, you don’t know what to do, how to act.

You hear a gasp a moan maybe, you look over she has her foot up on the coffee table, his hand between her legs. Her hand massaging his cock through the suit pants as they kiss. I start to unbutton your pants but you aren’t sure about this, your fantasy becoming reality. You call babe to your wife, no response maybe she didn’t hear you, louder again. You call her name no response again. You see a smile between the kissing motion. As he picks her up, she wraps her legs around him, not missing a beat as their kisses get more playful. He takes her to the other room, you can hear her giggle as he throws her to the bed. Then a loud moan and scream.

I start making out with you, moving your hands to my breasts. Moving my hands to your pants, I tell you to stand up. I take your pants off as you remove your shirt while peering down into the bedroom. Your completely average 5 inch cock still only semi hard. That changes when my hand touches it, you focus on me finally. We kiss, you touch my breasts, lick their nipples. Your sloppy, moving to fast, grab my ass to hard. You take pause when you hear a scream of pleasure come from the bedroom. Your wife an orgasm? Must be you haven’t heard that sound in years.

I snap you back to me by dropping on my knees and taking you into my mouth. You finally relax as I take your cock into my mouth, lick the shaft and balls then the head back, twirling my tounge around it I can swallow you entirely. You wonder what the moans are for, what he is doing. I sit on the coffee table and spread my legs, guiding your head between them. You go to work, again sloppy, not skilled. I pretend to enjoy it and moan, meanwhile thinking now I know why your wife is screaming so much.

Your like a kid in a candy shop now, licking and kissing everywhere you can. Then you hear another scream, longer, deeper, louder. Your taken out of it again, I grab your hand and start to lead you to the bedroom. We walk into the bedroom to see your wife on the bed, at the edge legs open with her boots on the other bed. Him on his knees his mouth licking, and kissing her. He still has his pants on you notice, he has been going down on her the whole time. All those screams and moans, just from his tounge. We disturbed them coming in, she takes her feet off the bed and sits up more. You call her name again but she barely acknowledges you. He stands up and we blow each other a kiss as I sit you on the free bed.

I go back to work on you with my mouth, but you are looking at them. He grabs her by the hair and leads her to her knees at the foot of the bed. He unbuttons the suit pants and she helps with the zipper and slides them down. Out springs his half erect cock, It’s huge he has to be twice your size (8 by 6 actually). You can’t take your eyes off of it even as I work your cock in my mouth.

She giggles as she tries to take it in her mouth. She isn’t used to that, but she tries. She finally can work the head and a couple inches in. You watch your wife try to blow your coworker for a second or two. Then I stand up and lead you to your knees, I tell you to go down on me again. You start to but the realization that your wife is a foot away with another man’s cock in her mouth keeps you from paying full attention. You alternate between my waxed, moist young pussy and watching your wife wrestle with his cock, using her mouth and hands.

They both stop and watch as I stand up and tell you to lay down on the bed. You lay down and watch as I come hover over your body. Grabbing your cock and guiding it into my pussy. I take a few up and down motions to get wet enough to have you fully enter. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as I sat down on your hard cock. For a few seconds you were totally distracted as I rode your cock. Your wife watching as she worked his cock again. Then you heard him tell her to lay down.

This will be long, so part 2 will come later. Let me know if you like it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e0rqw0/another_couple_for_better_or_worse_group