OK, where to start?

last summer, while my wife went out west to visit family I decided to take a trip back to my home town. I took a couple of days to visit with what little family I had left there.

I had not seen my college roommate in a few years. So I thought why not call him and see if he wanted to get together for a few drinks and relive some of the glory days of our youth. Well it turned out to one of the best moves I had made in a long time. The reunion went far better that I could have even dreamed up.

I got to thinking about writing something again, but wanted to talk to Jeff first, to see if he might want to share his side of the story. Kind of like getting two perspectives. So I sent him links to my previous stories. After reading them, he said you know this might be fun, and just thinking about it has me remembering what a great time we had. So the first part is written by Jeff. Then I will add my thoughts and how I feel, and felt about the whole adventure.

Jeff
OK, my first attempt at writing anything like this. I’ll tell my side, and thoughts on what happened. Our friend Ron is coming to town for a cpl of days. I’m looking forward to seeing him again, and Barb my wife is looking forward to it also. We were all friends, back in the day.

"You're staring again," she said without turning around, her fingers still working the clasp of her necklace. The bathroom mirror reflected the way her lips curled slightly—knowing, amused.

I leaned against the door frame, arms crossed. I had watched her get ready a thousand times, but tonight was different. The black dress wasn't new, but the way it clung to her hips was a crime. She'd gained weight since turning forty, softness settling in places that made strangers glance twice. She hated it; I had never found her more irresistible.

"You're twisting your hair the same way you did before prom." My voice came out rough. The memory came to her. She was only eighteen-years-old, in that cheap motel bathroom, my fingers replacing hers to pin up those dark curls. She'd let me do everything that night.

The twist of her wrist paused mid-air. Her reflection held my gaze, pupils dilating just enough to betray her. A slow inhale. "I was thinking of leaving it down." She deliberately dropped her hands, shaking out the waves past her shoulders. The movement made the dress's slit ride higher, revealing a crescent of thigh normally hidden by pencil skirts.

We better get going. He should be getting to the club soon. I don’t want to keep him waiting. OK, OK
I guess this will have to do. Well you look great. He’s going to be shocked. You have never looked better.

When we got to the club the place was rocking. The bass thumped through the club walls. Why was I nervous about meeting this old friend again after so many years? Once we made it inside, one of the first persons I see is our old friend Ron. He was older of course but had not changed all that much. After hand shakes and hugs all around I suggested we make our way to one of back booths away from the speakers where we could talk with out yelling.

Barb was digging the music as she was walking beside Ron she started sort of dancing to the music and playfully hip bumping Ron. Before we were seating She looked at Ron and said to him. I want to see if you still have any dance moves. He told her of course he would love to dance a little later. When the waiter finally made it over to our booth for our drink orders. I asked Ron are you up for a shot of J.D.? Oh wow, been many a day sense I had a shot of anything. So I ordered 3 shots of Jack Daniels. And a screwdriver for Barb and whiskey sours for me and Ron. He commented that I had a good memory. That’s what we used to drink back in the day. So when the drinks arrived. I proposed a toast to lifelong friends and we all downed the shots, but Barb coughed a little and her eyes watered. She’s normally not much for the hard stuff.

Once we got caught up on old times and new. Barb says enough chit-chat let’s have some fun. Which one of you gentlemen, want to escort me out to the dance floor. I looked at Ron, Why don’t you go first. She’s tired on me stepping on her toes.

I had a great view of the dance floor from where I was sitting. I was letting my imagination run wild I watched closely as Ron led her onto the dance floor. For the first time, I noticed just how flirtatious she was acting. When they would come together, she pressed her body into his. I had never seen her act this way. I was thrilled. Maybe, just, maybe. She would take things further.

Let me back up just a little. One of my favorite ways for us to have sex is her on all fours, facing the mirror in our bedroom. I love to see her face as she is enjoying herself, and seeing those magnificent breasts swaying just adds to it. Many times, as we are recovering, I have told her I would love to sit in front of her and watch as another man take my place. She has always just laughed it off. Then say, well maybe someday.

As Ron was escorting Barb to the booth. I was sitting on the edge of the booth with my leg stretched out, pretending my leg was bothering me. Barb said she had to go visit the restroom. When Ron sat across from me. I asked him if he was having fun. He turned a bit red, but said he was having a great time. I told him Barb loves to dance but this leg of mine is bothering me tonight. So feel free to dance with her as much as he liked.

Barb emerged from the bathroom like she owned the place—head high, hips swaying just enough to make the sequins on her dress catch the strobes. Every step toward our booth felt deliberate, calculated. She paused once to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, the movement slow, unhurried. My drink suddenly tasted too warm.

She looked at me to move or let her in. I said why don't you sit on Ron's side so I can keep my leg stretched out Barb didn’t answer, just raised an eyebrow at me where my outstretched leg took up half the bench space. The club’s bass line throbbed louder suddenly, or maybe that was my pulse in my ears.

When she sat in the booth her thigh pressed against his, close enough that the slit of her dress rode up another dangerous inch. I took my "good" leg and started playing footsie with her. A waiter stopped by and Ron ordered another round of drinks. I slipped off my shoe and started rubbing my foot between her legs. Forcing them apart just a little. As I got my foot up between her knees, she clamped down on my foot with her knees and grabbed my big toe and gave it a twist. Ouch, this got the reaction I was hoping for. Ron looked down and saw what was happening. And said hey, maybe I should leave you two alone. Surprisingly Barb said no need to leave, that I was going to behave or else. We all had a good laugh at that one.

I keep stretching my leg further between her legs, She keeps pushing my foot back, but I feel her dress sliding further up her thigh. Barb’s fingers curled around her untouched drink, condensation dripping onto the table like she couldn’t be bothered to lift it. But her knees fell open another fraction—enough that the dim light caught the black lace stretched taut between her thighs. Ron’s throat worked when he swallowed, his gaze locked somewhere below the table’s edge.

What do you two think. I have a brand new bottle of cognac I’ve been saving. We only live a few block away, I tell Ron. Ron says he doesn’t want to be a bother. I look at Barb are you OK if we go have a few drinks? I say why don’t you ride with Ron, That way he won’t get lost. She said yes, might be a good idea. As she is getting up her dress has ridden up so high that part of her ass is on display. What a show for Ron. His eyes are about to pop out of his head. She stand up trying to pull her dress down to a more respectable level. Wiggling around what a show.

When we get to the parking lot. I watch Ron open the door of his pickup for Barb. When she slides in, there is no way for her dress not to ride up her thighs. Even from where I’m standing I can see where is eyes are looking. He’s trying to be cool about it, but hell any man would stare. I jump in the car and speed away. Giving them all the privacy they might want, my imagination is running wild.

I get to the house first, leave the lights off so I can watch them pull in the drive. The porch light gives enough light that I can see them talking. I’m hoping he might try and kiss her, but that never happened.

But he did jump out of the truck and ran around to her side to open her door. I had to laugh. It reminded me of how silly I Must have looked when I did that on my first date with Barb so many years ago. I’m hoping he gets a great view like I did way back in the day.

As they are walking to the house I turn on just one lamp in the front room and tell Alexis to play some smooth Jazz. I grab the bottle of booze and 3 glasses. I set them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. When they walk in the door I tell them to have a seat and tell Ron pour us a drink while I grab some ice. I take mine straight and so does Ron, but Barb wants ice.

As I’m making my way back to my chair I start my bad leg act again. As I sit down I stretch my leg out again. When a nice slow song comes on I tell Barb that’s our song. She gives me a silly look knowing I’m laying the BS on heavy but she doesn’t say anything. So I ask Ron if he would mind filling in for me. Barb loves to dance to this song. He said he’d love to if Barb doesn’t mind.

So they get up to dance I make it over to refill all of our glasses. I know Barb can get a little wild when she has just the right amount of Alcohol. So I watch them dancing closer than ever. I’m trying to act casual and not let them know just how excited I’m getting. Barb keeps glancing at me. I know how huge my smile is and when his back is to me I purse my lips giving the kiss sign. I tell them to carry on I need a pause for the cause. I take my time coming back. I get to where I can sneak a peak. They are still dancing but with one huge difference. This time her hands are on his shoulders and around his neck. There bodies are as close as they can be. When I walk back into the room, they separate a little. The song ends and Barb says she’s going to change. I ask her can we watch? She gives me a funny look, but doesn’t say no.

So I wait a couple of minutes and I tell Ron follow me, Let’s go have some fun. He says to me, I don’t know about this. I tell him come on, she didn’t say no. If the door is shut we’ll just slip away. She’ll never know we were there. As we are making our way down the hallway I can see there is some light around the door in our bedroom. The door is nearly closed but not completely.

I can see in, barely. So I push the door open a little bit more. I motion for Ron to come stand next to me. There she stands in front of the mirror. Her naked back towards us, she’s only wearing a thong. I wish the mirror was a little more to the left so we could see her reflection, Or at least Ron could. She has a pair of the most perfect breasts I have ever seen.

I clear my throat she turns her head to look back at me but doesn’t turn around darn it. I ask her can we come in? We, she asks? Yes, Ron is here with me. I asked him to spend the night. He shouldn’t be driving after drinking. She said hang on a sec. Let me slip on a robe, So I can check the guest room.

Let me put on some clean sheets. Ron says that’s not necessary. But she insists. She grabs one of those plush white robes like the ones in the upscale resort hotels. You know the ones with no buttons, just a sash.

We follow her to the guest room. Even in the robe you can see a lot of leg. It only reaches about mid-thigh. She stops by the linen closet and reaches up, standing on her tiptoes for clean sheets. Now you can see all of her legs and even a bit of her thong. I love the view and I glance at Ron, he has the biggest smile
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We follow her into the quest room. She goes to the far side of the bed. Ron asks if he can help. She says you can help, but first let me strip the bed. When she reaches down to grab the bed clothes we get a nice view of her cleavage. I know for Ron it’s a thrill and for me, no matter how many times I see her like this it’s still a thrill for me. I go around to Barbs side of the bed. When she pulls off the bedding and hands it to me. I take it to a nearby chair and pile it there.

I slip up behind her as they are stretching the fitted sheets around the mattress. The further she bends towards Ron, I know the better view he’s getting of those beautiful breasts. I think It’s about time he see all of them. I push myself against her butt, bumping her a little. She almost losses her balance. So I grab her just above her hips sort of holding her up. And as she regains her balance, well not sure how it happened but that sash ends up in my hand. Not realizing that I have it in my hand “yes right” I give it a tug, and well I’ll be damned the robe opens up. That removes any doubt what he can see, those beauties are on display. So doing the only decent thing do do, I grab those puppies and give squeeze them together making the cleavage even more relevant. So barbs trying to pull the robe closed, but with my hands holding her boobs there is no way she can do that.

She half turns to me, not sure if she amused or upset, and she says what the heck are you doing. I just say well it was totally an accident. She looks over her shoulder at me and says. You’re a terrible liar. I look at Ron and say sorry about that. He says I’m not. And at that we all have a laugh. So Barb stands up closes her robe and says you two can finish making the bed, and off she goes towards our room. When she gets to the door I yell, we’ll be right there, Pour us another drink. You know a nightcap. She looks back at me and rolls her eyes but doesn’t say anything. So we hurriedly make the bed and head back to our room.

When we get to the room she’s sitting on the side of the bed with three glasses on the night stand. I hand a drink to each of them and propose a toast, To good friends.

I sit next to the wall, Barb in the middle and Ron sets to her left. I put my hand between her legs above the knee and began massaging her inner thigh. Her robe is riding up enough where it is barely covering her thong. The robe is puckering up enough that it’s barely covering her boobs.

Ron
Well Jeff wants me to take it from here. I think he did an outstanding job of describing what happened up to this point.

As we are sipping our drinks I’m starting to feel like a third wheel. I should finish my drink and head off to bed. Things are getting hot between them. I have a feeling, I may be just in the way. But I have to say I Love where is hand is and the way he’s spreading her legs and massaging her thighs. And well that robe is not covering a lot, And damn she looks great. She was always sexy. But the years and a cpl of pounds have done wonders for her body. She gone from somewhat skinny to down right voluptuous.

So I look at Jeff and say hey let me get out of the way. I’m going to call it a night. Jeff says hey not yet. We’re having a lot of fun we are enjoying your company, right Barb? I know he just put her in a very awkward situation. And I want to give her an out. I say We can chat in the morning before I head back. But Barb says, no really you can stay a little longer. Jeff will behave. She looks at Jeff and he says of course don’t I always? I see the eye roll again.

I watch Jeff reach for that sash again. And leans into her for a kiss. Nice deep kiss, nothing casual about that kiss. And as he’s kissing her he’s tugging on that sash, not only does it undo it. But he keeps pulling until it come all the way off, he tosses it on the bed. I look down and his hand is as far up the thigh as possible. In fact I think his thumb is probably touching her thong and maybe her clit. Damn this is hot stuff. Being this close what a view. When they come up for air. Jeff looks at Barb and tells her. The rumor was always that Ron was good kisser. Why don’t you find out?

She laughs, And looks at me, then asks is that true? I look at her and say well one way to find out, if you are up to it. So she leans over and we kiss for the first time. And I am a little timid and don’t want to do anything to mess up out friendship. When we break apart Jeff says well? Yes he’s a very good kisser. I look down and he’s now definitely rubbing her clit. He kisses her again and as he’s kissing her he grabs my hand and lays it on her other thigh.

So I start massaging her thigh. Now her legs are open the robe is open, barely covering her nipples. When they break apart. He say to Barb you better try another kiss. Just to make sure he’s as good as you think he is.

This time was a whole different kiss. By now, she was breathing hard and thrust her tongue between my lips. Wow what a difference. I could feel Jeff get up from the bed and kneel down on the floor in front of her.

He took my hand that was on her thigh and moved it to her breast. She didn’t object at all just kissed me harder. I felt her raise up just a little, but still not breaking off the kiss. I glanced down and he was taking off her thong. Once the thong came off I could see his head go between her legs. Now she stared sucking on my tongue and softly moaning. I was squeezing her breast and flicking the nipple with a finger tip. They were extremely hard by now.

When she finally came up for air. She grabbed his hair and pulled him in tighter to her pussy. She then really surprised me. By reaching for my crotch and grabbing my very hard cock and started rubbing it. She kissed me again even harder. I was so turned on I had no idea what would happen next. I didn’t want to push things, I would just play along and see what happens.

I felt her shudder I knew she had just had an orgasm. I was thinking that might end our night, but no, things were just getting started.

Jeff was into it, and never let up. Barb really shocked me with what happened next. She shoved me back on the bed. She reached for the button on my pants, unfastened them then my zipper. She pulled my cock out, and with no hesitation took as much of me in her mouth as could without gagging. Jeff was still going to town on her, and she was a great cock sucker. I knew if she kept at. I would be losing a load real quick. I warned her I was about to cum I shot a big load in her mouth She came again shortly there after.

Jeff finally came up for air. He said wow, this is amazing. Barb now turned her attention to Jeff. He stood beside the bed and dropped his pants, She pushed his boxers to the floor and went for Jeff’s cock. Just goes to show you, You’re never quite sure what’s someone like in bed. She was as into sucking cocks as much as any woman I have ever seen.

When Jeff finally shot his load down her throat he collapsed on the bed on the other side of the bed flat on his back, just like Barb. I was laying on my side with my hand on Barb’s tummy. Watching both of their breathing get back to a more normal rhythm. Jeff finally said wow, That was amazing, I added it certainly was.
Barb lay there smiling. When she looked over at me, I couldn’t resist giving her a big kiss and thanking her for such a great night.

Jeff turned on his side and said, hey. We are just getting started. He leaned over her and kissed her and started rubbing her pussy. So I started playing with those great tits again. She started moaning. Then turned her head to me again. We took turns kissing and playing with her body until she shuddered again having yet another orgasm. This time when I kissed her I though she was going to pull my tongue right our of my mouth. I have never had anyone suck my tongue like she was.

Jeff gave her a minute to recover, Then got up and stood by the bed. He motioned for me to get up. When I stood up and looked back at Barb she had that look about her of a woman who was totally satisfied.

He said Barb I’m going to sit in my chair on the other side of the bed. I dare you to roll over, face me, and get on all fours. He told me you stay on this side.

From where I was standing I could see her in the mirror. What a great view it was. Those beautiful breasts looked even better hanging down. She looked at Jeff and his smile was really something. He glanced at me, Ron old buddy. I think you know what I want to see. I was a bit hesitant, until Barb started wiggling her ass. I knew then She was OK with what was about to happen.

Barb scooted back a bit where her calves were actually off the bed. I stepped between them and leaned into her. She reached under her belly and guided my cock to her pussy. She was teasing my cock rubbing it up and down her slit, before allowing me to enter her for the first time.

Even with all this going on, she was still nice and tight. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me getting all in. As I started pounding her, her moans got even louder than they were before. I know some of it may have been to impress Jeff. But it sure makes a man feel good when the woman he’s with is this loud.

She was meeting my thrusts bumping back into me. I was giving her all I have and as hard and fast as I could. It didn’t take long for her to have another orgasm. I love when I can make a woman cum before I do.

You could tell Jeff was as turned on as we were. He climbed on to the bed right in front of her. She immediately took his cock in her mouth. There is something really special about being a part of a split roast.

It was really something. I would say less than a minute later all three of us came again. I wasn’t sure if I should have cum in her. But neither said anything, and well it was too late now to worry about it. We all three kind of fell on the bed in a pile. She was facing him with her back to me. Jeff was thanking her. When she said if I had know how great this was, I might have agreed to this a long time ago. I guess everything just aligned perfectly that night. We lay there for a few minutes, When she said let me up boys I need a show and a good nights sleep. As she was getting up she kissed Jeff then me. Then off to shower she went.

Jeff thanked me for playing along. I said hell man, I should be thanking you two.. Well I went to the guest room for a shower and to see if I could even go to sleep, But I drifted off to a dreamless sleep.

Well this story was too long. I hope not too boring for all of you. I’ll see how well it’s received. If enough people like it. Maybe I’ll tell you about my wake-up call the next morning.