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My wife, Marylin and I had been married for 15 years last winter when I started my new, government job with the Department of Homeland Security. Our headquarters is obviously in Washington DC, but my small branch office was out of the way in Nashville, TN. I am a planner with the office in Nashville and have an immediate supervisor here, but my main boss happens to work in DC. He comes out once every 4-6 weeks, and stays for the work week as we go over schedules, exercises, and future operations for the agency. It's usually a pretty intense week when he's in town and my boss, Michael, always likes to end the week with a night at the strip cub near his regular hotel. He always buys the drinks, lap dances and splurges on the girls all night long. At some point in the night he'll always make it back to the champagne room with one of the strippers and that's when I find my time to sneak out and head home to my beautiful wife.

Speaking of my wife, she was not initially ok with my time away at the club, but when she realized I came home to her every time, and was hot and horny and ready to fuck, she got to enjoy my outings, and eventually looked forward to his coming to town so the two of us could have a wonderful night afterwards. It's not that we don't have good sex on a regular basis anyways, but the strip club nights always spice it up for us some. Back to my wife, MARYLIN, she is amazing in bed to say the very least. We met in college and I'm only 3rd guy she's ever been with since our first date when we were 19. She's not a porn star or model, but at 38, she's still a beautiful woman with that naughty girl next door sex appeal. At only 5'1" tall and 115lbs she makes it up with her 36DD's, yoga slim waist, tight ass, and gorgeous round dark eyes with shoulder length dark brown hair. On top of this she has the perfect amount of those cute little freckles that pop out on her face when the sun comes out, highlighting more of that girl next door look I was mentioning.

It was about month six of me working for the agency when Covid-19 really hit our state and Nashville closed all the bars and clubs, citing safety reasons, with an unknown reopen date. Michael, knowing he wasn't going to get any pussy this week was cranky and irritable all weeklong, often times biting off the heads of anyone who dared to rub him the wrong way. It was actually pretty tense in the office and most people avoided conversation with him. By the end of the week I thought I would lighten the load on him and clearing it before hand with MARYLIN, I asked Michael if he wanted to come over for dinner and drinks Friday night before his plane left on Saturday. He wasn't as pleased with this offer as the strip club, but he hadn't met MARYLIN yet and reluctantly agreed to a home cooked meal and the company of a woman for a change since our entire office was full of men.

Friday night came around and we all agreed for him to come over at 7 pm. The original plan was for me to be home by 5, get ready, then we would start preparing dinner and wait for his arrival. Unfortunately our meetings ran late that day and it was 6:15 before we left the office. I texted MARYLIN and told her I would be late, she said it was fine, she was just getting in the shower and I would see her when I got home. As I was heading to my car I ran into Michael in the parking lot and we briefly discussed him just following me in his car to my house. My house was only 20 minutes away and his hotel was at the other side of town, if he went there first before coming over it would be 8' o' clock before he finally got there, and we were both starved and ready to eat.

I promptly pulled into my drive 20 minutes later with Michael parking right behind me. As I got out and greeted him again in the driveway I noticed that the garbage men had once again thrown my cans all over the yard and failed to empty all the trash with some of it still flying around my front yard. I told him to just go in and make himself comfortable while I cleaned up the mess and I'd be right in.

He thanked me, then headed in the front door leaving me frustrated and cursing while cleaning up after our lazy trash men.

It was only 2 minutes later when I trounced in the house and as I did I noticed Michael walking towards me while coming back from the hallway where the bedrooms were. He had a huge grin on his face like a little kid with a secret.

"You never told me what a beautiful and sexy wife you have Scott."

"What do you mean?"

He said nothing in response and it was then that I realized that I heard my wife's hair dryer coming from our bedroom. I brushed past him back to our room and found the bedroom door wide open with my wife standing there buck naked in front of the mirror fixing her hair. The hair dryer was loud in her ears as she was oblivious to my presence. I looked back down the hall to Michael who stood there and winked at me. I entered my room and closed the door behind me before she even noticed I was home.

"Hey babe, when did you get home?"

She smiled and turned to greet me with a kiss. I couldn't help but notice the perfect little bounce of her breasts as she moved towards me. The glisten of white skin from her bikini line showed her impeccably shaved pussy.

"Michael's here with me now."

"He is?"

Obviously unaware of the flash and the she had given him moments before. I told her the details of why he followed me as she hurried about the room to finish getting ready.

"I'm sorry babe, I wish you had told me you were coming home with him now. I would have been ready sooner."

I told her it was alright and to take her time and wear something sexy for me, she liked the sound of that because she knew later on that night I would be taking that sext thing off. I also decided not to say anything to her about Michael, as that would just stress her out and possibly embarrass her in front of him, which is not something I wanted to deal at the time.

When I made it back to the living room I found Michael siting on the couch thumbing thru a picture book my wife had made up for us from our honeymoon in the Caribbean years ago. The picture he seemed to be admiring the most was one of her that I took of her on the beach in a little polka dot bikini.

"Lucky man, Scott, I wish my wife still held onto her beauty the way yours has. At 53 I'm afraid she has more of that mom body now."

I brushed off the comment and went to the bar to make us some drinks. With a cocktail in hand I escorted him to our backyard to show-off the beautiful flower garden MARYLIN was so proud of.

"You've never told me you had a hot tub Scott!"

Of course this is the first thing he noticed, not the beautiful scenery my wife constantly worked so hard on to perfect.

We chit chatted and sat down outside, shifting conversation between sports and work until eventually MARYLIN came out of the room to greet us. We both stood when we saw her and as I introduced her to him I'm not sure whose draw dropped farther, his or mine. She was wearing my favorite low cut backless black blouse that she occasionally wore on our date nights. Because it was backless she couldn't wear a bra with it either so her tits were left helplessly exposed with just a little bit of material covering the necessary parts. Her bottom half was covered with one of her shorter white skirts and as she turned around to go back inside I could not see a panty line either -- Commando, my favorite. As I opened the sliding door for her I gave her a hug.

"Will this do for you?"

"Beautiful, as always MARYLIN."

Michael also heard my comment and he agreed.

"You never told me how incredibly gorgeous your wife was Scott!"

MARYLIN blushed as he told me this again, this time for here to hear.

The dinner was perfect, the conversation between the 3 of us entertaining as the dinner and drinks flowed over the next few hours. MARYLIN and Michael got along great, I even sensed a bit of flirting between the two of them as he could not keep his eyes of her body. Of course every time she bent over for something her stacked up cleavage was in perfect view for him to stare down into. A couple of times I feel like she did it on purpose for him too, loving the extra attentive eyes on her body this evening.

Eventually having dined to being stuffed and a good buzz flowing to our heads Michael asked about the hot tub.

"Let's get in!" MARYLIN jumped right on that idea.

"Scott has some shorts you can borrow."

She jumped right up and headed to our room to change out. Scott winked at me again.

"I'll be right back."

I went to our room to change and retrieve his shorts. By the time I got there MARYLIN was already stripping out of her clothes.

"Are you ok with this MARYLIN?"

"Of course."

"He's totally into you, you know?"

"Oh I know, he wants me, ha-ha!"

"And you're ok with that? It doesn't make you mad?"

"Not at all, in fact, it really turns me on as another man lusts over me in front of you. Don't worry Hun, when the night is over I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!"

Obviously that turned me on as I hastily changed out and dug thru my drawer for another pair of shorts for Michael. I threw them to him in the living room and he thanked me before he went to the bathroom to change out. While they were both changing I made us all more drinks. In just a few minutes Michael emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing but my extra trunks. This was the first time I had ever seen him in anything other than a suit and tie, and I have to admit, he wasn't in bad shape for a man in his mid-50's. He had a little gray hair on his chest, and still a full head of salt and pepper hair on his head, decent abs and still a muscular tone to his chest and arms, built a little like a runner.

Michael and I weren't in the tub long when my wife walked out in this tiny white bikini. I instantly felt the blood moving to my cock. Michael never let his eyes move from her body. He stood up and offered her a hand to help her in. She reached out and accepted his hand as we both stared at her breasts that showed nearly her entire cleavage, the suit just barely covering the areolas, while her bikini bottom just shielded her vagina and pubic area, the back being a string running clearly through her ass. I've seen her only wear this suit once before and that was again in private at home. Michael being the first one besides myself to see her this suit. She sat down between us and immediately the conversation started back to where we were before, with laughs and flirting. We all quickly killed those drinks so I offered to make us more. Wrapping myself up in a towel I headed inside to make more.

After mixing three more drinks I slipped back outside to share them. The hot tub is not visible from the door and as I slid it closed the door behind me I could hear them laughing. I paused behind a large bush in the yard to eavesdrop on their conversation. It was MARYLIN I heard first.

"Stop! I'm married. No I will not flash you my boobs no matter how much you beg."

She laughed as it was obvious they were flirting with each other. Eventually I heard her cave in.

"Ok just this once."

There were a few seconds of quiet before I heard Michael respond.

"Oh my God, I'm so hard right now!"

"Ha, ha, prove it."

Again quiet, then I heard her gasp.

"Fuck it's so big! It's like a beer can!"

"You like it?"

"Yes, but put it away, One flash is enough for me, remember I'm married."

That's when I decided to make my move and go back to the tub with our drinks. He looked disappointed to see me, but I could tell MARYLIN was a bit relieved. As I sat down I noticed her left areola was still uncovered by her suit and it appeared that she that she didn't know.

As always when drinks are poured the conversation turned sexual. MARYLIN was very clearly lit and into this subject. If she hadn't had the good buzz on I'm sure we couldn't discuss this, but as always, alcohol makes my normally reserved wife get a little more playful. Soon the conversation of strip clubs and our normal Friday night excursions came up. MARYLIN she said it was disappointing that we didn't go tonight because she always liked to fuck me afterwards. I was in a bit of a shock when she brought this up because she never talks dirty in front or other people, especially men. Then she asked me how I felt about it and I agreed that it was unfortunate the clubs were closed because she was always so horny when I got home which always led to great sex.

It was Scott's turn to comment "Looks like we all lost tonight."

MARYLIN didn't like that answer "Well it doesn't have to be that way."

I was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"Well you and Michael can still have your stripper, and you and I can still have great sex!"

Michael liked that idea "I'm game!"

"MARYLIN" I pleaded with her, "we don't have to do this."

"Don't be a prude, let's have some fun."

At this she turned to me and sat across my lap kissing me, her tongue intertwined with mine as I felt her hot breath on me and breasts pressed against me.

She whispered in my ear "Untie my suit."

My cock was growing harder by the second as I reached around and did as she asked. She slipped her head out of her top as she dropped her suit to the ground on the side of the tub. I felt her nipples press against my skin now as she started to grind and rub her still suit covered pussy against my crotch.

"Mmmm" she moaned as her face started to flush.

We kept kissing as I now reached up to squeeze her nipples and tits. She loved it as again she softly moaned in my ear.

A splash caught our attention and distracted us from the other side of the tub. It was Michael, and what appeared to be him playing with his cock, but I couldn't tell for sure because for one it was too dark outside and two without the tub lights on nothing could be seen happening underneath the water. But from what I could see was that his hand was somewhere near the center of his body and it appeared to be moving.

MARYLIN noticed him now as well, and kissing me one last time turned to him and crossed the pool. She stood directly in front of him, tits to face, and her back to me.

"You like?"

"You're beautiful."

He reached up and squeezed her left nipple.

"Knock it off! No touching the strippers."

I was so hard now, I pulled my cock out of my shorts and started to slowly stoke it. Her back was still to me, but her tits were now in his face, grinding and slapping his face side to side with them. I saw her whisper something in his ear and then his right hand came up and untied the string around her bikini bottoms. He pulled them down off of her legs, then tossed them aside by the top. She stood above him, higher in the tub now with her pussy directly in front of his face. My cock was as hard as it had ever been as I watched her ass in the moonlight dance with her cunt gyrating in front of his face. Again he reached up to her ass, but again she slapped it away.

"I told you no!"

She climbed down off of him and back to me.

Now it was my turn for the treatment. She reached down and stroked my cock under the water as her tits were in my face. I licked and sucked her nipples and they became hard as her breaths became shorter. From the corner of my eye I saw Michael slip his trunks off and set them on the ground as it was obvious he was now stroking his cock too. MARYLIN was not aware of this though as her back to him. It was now my turn for this amazing cunt as she stood and gyrated it in my face. I extended my tongue to her as she moved in to let her labia rest on the tip of it. She ground her clit and pussy to my face over and over again as my tongue explored her soaking wet snatch. Her body started to shake as she quickly pulled herself off and down to my lap.

"I'm so horny, but not yet. I'm not cumming in front of him, it's only for you. I need to cool myself down."

MARYLIN sat back down on my lap took a deep recovery breath then turned to face Michael again.

"You better now?"

"Yes ma'am."

"No touching."

"Yes ma'am, no touching."

My wife winked at me again, then crawled over to him this time squatting over him while facing me. She ground her ass to his face and chest, gyrating over and over while making eye contact with me. I saw that common look of lust on her face as her hormones took control over her body. She sat down on him and I saw a look of surprise on her face as her hand reached between her and obviously felt his cock. She still thought his shorts were on and was not ready to feel his big cock in her hands. Knowing my wife well over the years I saw her instantly try to cover her look of shock from me and pretend that I didn't know what was really happening under the water. She was obviously jerking him off, and she wouldn't look at me at all, but was looking all around the yard instead.

I was again stroking under the water, and she noticed.

"Having fun, babe?"

"For sure, are you?"

She answered with a shrug like she could care less but I knew she was hot for the cock in her hand. At this point MARYLIN got up again and turned towards him pushing her pussy in his face. She let him taste and lick it only for a second then sat down again. She appeared to be doing the gyrate thing on his lap again when suddenly I heard her loudly gasp and moan.

"Oh my God!"

She went to stand up but his hands grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back down. It was obvious that he was in her now. My bosses cock had penetrated my wife as they stopped for a moment to do nothing else but stare in each other's eyes. She quickly glanced over her shoulder back at me, then her attention turned back to him as her breasts entered his mouth and she slowly started to move on his lap. He wrapped her in tight as both of their breathing got louder. I was stroking hard now as I watched them from behind as my wife was riding this other man. They kissed passionately as they explored each other's tongues and mouths.

The moaning started first by him, then by my wife. She looked back one more time at me and whispered.

"I'm sorry."

As she mouthed those words Michael rammed his cock deep into my wife as her eyes rolled back in her head as he thrust into her harder and harder. Their bodies moved in sync with each other's as lust filled the expressions on their faces. If her hard nipples weren't in his mouth her tongue was and his fingers and hands stroked and pinched them instead. She started her slow build up to a scream. First a moan, then a grunt, then the words that escaped her lips.

"Oh my God!"

"Fuck me!"

"Harder, fuck my pussy, your cock is so big, so fucking huge, fuck me with your huge cock, and make me cum!"

Finally, as she commanded him to make her cum she did. Screaming in ecstasy he body lurched and jerked forward as I watched my wife's orgasm overtake her and wrap her body in sheer pleasure. This screaming orgasm of hers now caused Michael to lose control himself as he pulled her in tight and shot his mighty load deep into my wife's awaiting vagina. I could take no more myself of this as I too lost it and shot my wad out into the warm pool water.

Gasping and panting and trying to catch our breath all three of us sat there a few moments as Michael still fondled and stroked her nipples. She looked back at me, breathing hard still, as tears came to her eyes like she lost something special between us. She turned back to Michael, kissed him hard one last time on the lips, then stood up, got out of the hot tub and wrapped herself in a towel and never looked back as she headed into the house.