The BBQ
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My wife Trish is in her early forties. We’ve been married for near twenty years. Her hair is dark red, both on her head and below. She is approximately five feet-eight inches, relatively slim build with long legs that go on forever. She has C-sized breasts that are near perfect. They don’t sag, even now and have the most succulent nipples that seem to point at you no matter where you are in the room. I think she is beautiful and in her younger years, she could easily have been a professional model. Next to her hourglass figure, her face is her best feature. I think she has an aristocratic face. It has that unapproachable, classical look, like a Katherine Hepburn.
Our years of marriage have been good years. We’ve enjoyed each other and explored sex in many ways. I admit that I have always wanted her to make love with other men. We’ve talked about it, but except for once it hasn’t happened (that’s another story). When I mention it, she becomes upset and can’t understand why I’d want to share her. I have never been able to make her understand that it makes her even more attractive to me. Knowing that another man has possessed her and she returns to me is the greatest and final definition that she really loves me. I’ve never been able to figure out why she married me and why she loves me. Somehow, in my mind her return to me with the proof of her adultery is proof that her love is real. Anyway, despite her getting angry at times, there have been times when she ignores the philosophy of why and gets hot when we talk about it. Sometimes we even re-live that one time. She calls out his name while I’m in her, make believing she is with him. During these times, sex for both of us is incredible! Afterwards we don’t talk about it and I wait patiently for the next time.
Recently something happened that might have changed everything from here on. I saw Trish do things that I never believed she was capable of doing. I think she surprised even herself. It appears that the future may hold entirely different outcomes then I had ever imagined. The saying, ‘You may not want what you wish for when you get it’, keeps popping up in my mind these last few weeks. Now I still get incredibly excited when I think of what happened, but I also have tribulations mixed with the excitement. I suppose like many things in life once you’ve started down a path, it’s very difficult to turn around. It appears that we’re both in for the ride of my lives.
It all started a few months ago when I decided to shape up a bit. I began going to the local gym a few times a week. Over time, I met a few of the other guys. One fellow and I seemed to hit it off more than usual. He was about twenty-eight years old. Mike was almost fifteen years younger than Trish and I. Even so, Mike and I got along famously. We even stopped by the local pub a few times and hoisted a glass or two after a workout. I used to kid him in the locker room when we showered about his physical size. I named him ‘big man’ because his dick was almost eight inches long – soft! He always laughed and told me that I could make fun all I wanted, but the ladies he went out with were always more than impressed. Anyway, one night in the pub we’d had a little more than normal. Somehow the talk turned to sex and then to size. I asked him how big it got and he said it was over ten inches hard and as big around as a coke can. We laughed and I told him that if we ever shared a woman, I had better go first because I was just a regular size guy.
Later when I got home, Trish could see I was a little tipsy and asked what was up. I told her about meeting Mike at the gym and how we had become great friends over the past few months. I also let slip his nickname. She asked me why I called him that. I was just drunk enough to blurt out his size. I told Trish he was 10′ long and as big around as a can. She told me that I was disgusting, but thankfully laughed, so I knew she wasn’t mad at least. I dropped it and the evening ended normally except for one thing. When we made love that night, Trish was unusually wet. She kept telling me to ram my ‘big’ cock into her. I tried to oblige and fucked her as hard as I could. We both had unusually intense orgasms that night.
About five weeks later Trish suggested we should have a barbecue and inviting a few friends over. She told me whom she had in mind. The list included one of her friends who is single and in her mid-twenties. I thought she would be a good match for Mike. I knew he wasn’t going out with anyone, so I suggested we invite Mike as well. Trish said sure. I let Mike know the next day and he asked if he could bring a friend who would be visiting him that weekend. I checked with Trish who said the more the merrier.
The big day arrived and all was perfect for a fabulous barbecue. We had four couples over as well as Sarah, Trish’s single friend. Mike and his friend Sam arrived around seven PM. Sam was a surprise, because he was black. Every one hit it off just fine, although I could tell that Sarah wasn’t overly attracted to either Mike or Sam. Oh well, Mike didn’t seem to care. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying Trish’s company more than any of the other people at the barbecue. They were deep in conversation numerous times during the evening and seemed to be laughing and having great fun. Sam joined in lots with everyone and proved to be a great guy as well as funny and charming. The booze flowed freely and I admit that by mid evening I was feeling no pain.
Things began to break up around eleven pm or so. Sarah was one of the first to leave as she said she had an early morning the next day. The other couples left soon after, leaving only Mike and Sam. I was helping or trying to help Trish with the dishes. Mike and Sam were bringing in the things from the patio. As we worked, I asked Trish what she thought of Mike. Her cheeks colored slightly when she told me she though he was a nice guy. Even though I was feeling no pain, my mind recognized that Trish was attracted to Mike. I resolved to see how much.
I called out to Mike and Sam to come into the living room and have another beer. I grabbed three from the fridge and headed into the living room. The lights were low and the stereo was still playing soft music from earlier in the evening. I put Mike and Sam’s beer on the coffee table and grabbed the easy chair in the corner. Sam came into the room first and sat on the couch. He said that Mike was helping Trish finish off things in the kitchen. They arrived about twenty minutes later. Trish sat between Mike and Sam on the couch. We talked and I suggested dancing to Trish. We got up and I pretended to stumble more than normal due to being drunk. I finally called to Mike to come and take over. He jumped up as I crashed back into my easy chair. It was a slow number, so Mike was holding Trish close as they waltzed around the room. Trish has always loved to dance. I told Mike and Sam this and told them to keep her dancing. I pretended to loll my head and closed my eyes as though I was passing out. All the time I watched through tiny slits as Mike and Sam took turns dancing with Trish.
Both guys held her very close and I noticed that their hands were wandering down to her butt as they danced more numbers with Trish. She was now resting her head on their shoulders and they were pulling her body as close to them as they could as they continued to take turns. It almost seemed like they were competing with each other to see who could holder her closer. I noticed that as they traded places with each other, the guy who was just finishing the dance with Trish had a very noticeable bulge in his pants when he moved away from Trish. It occurred to me that Trish must be able to feel those bulges against her. There was no way that she couldn’t because it would have been impossible to slide a feather between their bodies as they dance.
It was Mike’s turn. I thought I saw him lightly kissing Trish’s neck as she laid her head against him. It was so quick that for a moment I thought I was mistaken. Then Trish turned her face upwards to Mike and they kissed on the lips. I felt an electric charge go through me. I realized that things could get very out of hand and I was in no position to stop it. Their kiss lingered as they stopped dancing and just swayed to the music. My stomach felt like it had dropped out of my insides, but at the same time, I realized I had the hardest erection I had ever felt. They broke the kiss and I heard Trish sigh as she snuggled against Mike. They continued to dance until the end of the song when Mike and Sam once again traded places. It was Sam’s turn now and he duplicated Mike’s moves. Trish was every bit as responsive to Sam as she had been with Mike. He upped the ante by sliding his hand down to her bare leg and then sliding it up the back of her thigh under her skirt to the top of her leg. He continued to move his hand up and down her thigh as they kissed. I heard Trish groan softly as she pressed against Sam.
After this dance, Trish excused herself and told Mike and Sam that she wanted to freshen up. She left the room and went upstairs. Mike and Sam sat on the couch. While they waited, they talked quietly. I could just barely make out what they were saying.
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