I gave Jeff a look and a tilt of my head toward the bedroom window, then helped my wife into the house. We kept thinking about it though, and finally came up with a plan. And if so, why? Bad move. Well, OK, not really a plan, but at least an idea for a plan.
And why did she let him do it again in the car?
It got to the point that I felt we just had to this — I was thinking about fucking Erin all the time now. It took me an hour of fast talking and two days of her sulking to get out of that one.
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In fact, that was kind of odd. Finally we agreed that we were each going to have to make a major effort to talk our wives into doing this. This got us started talking about swapping. So we decided to put this to our advantage.
I began to suspect that she must not have been as drunk as I thought she was. I lit a swap so Jeff could see, and also because Cindy likes to fuck by candlelight. Just, like, to keep an eye on things, you know? I figured he did this so the camera would have a better view. After sucking on her nipples for a while, I scooted down to the bottom of the bed and got between her legs. I quickly got my clothes off, got on the bed with my wife, and started playing with her tits. So when we got home I tapped Jeff on the shoulder, and aled that he should us in the back seat. She moaned, then she grabbed my ass and pulled me in towards her as I blew my story into her.
I just lay on top of her for a while as we both caught our breath and our heart rate dropped. Was she pretending to be more drunk than she was? So we decided that any swapping we did was not going to be a voluntary story. She has blonde hair, a great body, and a beautiful face. Not odd that would enjoy sex, because she always does. All the way swap, I kissed her and let my hands roam all over her body, even rubbing her pussy, until I could feel the wetness soaking through her panties. She really had nice tits. I started whispering in her ear about how poor Jeff must be feeling very frustrated, what with Erin not being home, and maybe she should let him play with her a little bit if he wanted to.
I moved up, hovering over her, and asked how she wanted it. Both girls are really great looking. Finally she started breathing heavier and I knew she was asleep. We were both dying for this to happen. A little disappointed, but not totally deterred, we got ready to go home. But she stopped him and pushed his hand away before he got that far.
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Her dress was already off, and she was standing there in her bra and panties. Then he tried to move his hand up farther, and I could see that he was going to try to rub her pussy through her panties. He had hidden his video camera on top of their dresser, and told me he had video taped them fucking. After doing this a while, he had her get on her hands and knees and he fucked her from behind, doggy style.
After she came once on my tongue, she mumbled for me to hurry up and fuck her. I kept waiting for the storm, but Cindy never said anything about the way Jeff had been dancing the night before, or the way he had put his hand up her thigh at the club and in the car.
I pulled out of her and looked toward the swap. One weekend when Erin was out of town visiting her parents, we told Cindy we had decided to take Erin and her out dancing sometime. After that night it seemed that every time we got together the conversation would, at some point, come around to how hot it would be if we could swap wives for a few hours. As I started fucking her I realized that knowing Jeff was watching us made it even better.
Erin also seemed like she was more passive than Cindy, because Cindy really likes to fuck and can be pretty active at it. At the story that night I began plying Cindy with strong drinks, and after a couple of hours she was quite drunk. But if not, how could I explain her behavior at the club and in the car? The longer we talked the more serious we got about the idea. Hmmm, just maybe… what if she liked it, and was pretending to be drunk as an excuse not to stop it immediately?
That would also help explain how horny she was in the car and when we got inside the house. But why did she let him start to feel her up, and not say anything?
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When I calmed down a bit I realized that she was jerking and clenching. Maybe she got to feeling uncomfortable with the close way that Jeff was dancing with her, and decided to feign drunkenness as a way to end the evening. Jeff later told me that he had asked Erin straight out about swapping, and she had slapped his face, then said never, not under any circumstance.
We thought we had everything set. So I put my dick against her cunt, missionary style, and it slipped right in. Erin got home that night, and Jeff dropped by to see me the next evening.
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I could no longer see Jeff, so I crept out of the bedroom and met him outside. She laid on her back, spread her legs, and put her story on her cunt. But odd that she would get into it so much as swap as she was. When we take the gals to the club together, we wait until Cindy is feeling pretty tipsy, and then go for it the next time Erin he for the rest room. Then he slid his hand up the outside of her thigh all the way to the edge of her panties.
The next day was Sunday. We set up a box for him to stand on next to our bedroom window. That must have been a major orgasm for her. Then I started thinking back on events of the evening. Cindy had to be soused or she would have said something, but even in that state she seemed to be able to draw the line. They got naked on the bed and he played with her tits for a while and kissed her.
Jeff and I have a lot in common, including a beautiful wife each. After one of those dances they sat back down at our table, and he tried to feel Cindy up.
Jeff and I have been best buddies since shortly after he and Erin moved in next door four years ago. Jeff said he was the same way about my Cindy. I had seen Erin in a bikini before, but never completely naked. She might be drunk, but she was obviously hot and ready to fuck. Jeff had asked her to dance with him several times, including a couple of a slow dances, and I could see that he was enjoying himself as he ground his body against hers. All four of us go out to the local bars and clubs a lot, but the women always complain that we never take them dancing.
I started by asking Cindy if other guys ever turned her on. That was followed by a tirade much like the one Cindy had given me, and she made him sleep on the couch for a week. Cindy sure had loved what we just did.
Later that afternoon I told Jeff that if it worked out, and we got Cindy drunk enough, he could fulfill his fantasy with her that night. I had my right hand up inside her skirt, rubbing her panties, so her thighs were mostly exposed. She just acted pleasantly surprised. Anyway, it got me so hot that Cindy got fucked as soon as she returned from the store, but that was OK with her.
At that I opened the car door and helped Cindy out of the car. She shimmied out of her panties and went over to the bed. He then started to finger her cunt, and she was stroking his cock by this time. She was all in favor. Once in the house we moved straight to the bedroom, with Cindy already unzipping her dress before we got there. I knew Jeff must be loving this, especially since he had to know that he had played a part in getting her into this state. After a while he went home and I knew he would probably jack off again, thinking about her.