My wife is 34 years old, 5'4" tall, green eyes and an average build with chestnut brown hair. I find her very attractive but she has always been critical of herself.

So, it happened that on a Friday night in November as I was deep into preparing a gourmet meal of roasted cheese sandwiches (avec les pickles) Kevin dropped by unannounced (we're not social creatures - this a normal Friday night for us...). Kevin is a good friend of mine and one of our few, probably because we share the same sense of humor.

In particular, he could always get Rebecca to laugh and so we gathered around the fire in the living room with our sandwiches. (In much the same fashion as our ancient ancestors thousands of years ago must have done, after a lengthy hunting trip seeking the elusive cheese sandwich...)

"Where's the uniform, Becka?" Kevin asked Rebecca who was wearing a cotton skirt and white button-up blouse. "I'm not working tonight," (Rebecca is a nurse) she said, looking at both of us with a smile and some sign that a joke was to follow. "It's just that Dave told me about you knocking Mrs. Kelmare to the ground and I naturally assumed she would require medical attention."

Becka almost choked on her sandwich as she re-ran the event over in her mind quickly. She had come up behind their neighbor to help her with her door and acciden- tally tripped her up. It was simple mishaps like that Becka found funny and it took an incredible amount of self-control to continue assisting Mrs. Kelmare without collapsing in one laughing heap. Rebecca regained her composure to reply to Kevin's question.

"She's doing well, all things considered, thanks." she said, kicking his shin sharply. He yelped in mock pain.

The conversation drifted to work and Christmas plans. I went to the kitchen for after-meal drinks and re- turned with white wine all round (which surprised me as Rebecca doesn't normally drink). I came back to find both of them attempting to recall two of the remaining Reindeer in Santa's team that they hadn't named.

We got backgammon out and Becka and Kevin started a game that involved aggressive and cut-throat tactics which was the norm for those two. Rebecca was on her third glass of wine and getting pretty smashed when she knocked half of Kevin's markers off the board. She was in hysterics and we both grabbed her and brought her to the floor as Kevin tickled her feet and I held her arms down.

"Stop iiiittt!" she laughed and Kevin finally stopped. She was lying down, her long hair disheveled, Kevin kneeling between her outstretched legs and me still holding her arms.

Kevin ran his hands slowly up her ankles to her knees.

"What are you doing?" she asked, in a 'you naughty boy' tone of voice. He pushed his hands further along with a wicked grin on his face and started pushing her skirt up. She struggled against my grip on her arms but I held her firmly. Kevin brought her skirt up so that her black lacy panties were visible and he placed his hand on her mound, squeezing her through the lace.

"No, Kevin - I'm not kidding..." she protested (half- heartedly, it seemed to me) but Kevin was quick. As she wriggled, he pulled her panties to the side and brought his mouth down running his tongue along the length of her clit. Then just as quickly he placed his whole mouth on her pussy and sucked and licked it hungrily.

While this was going on, Becka was looking at me in mild panic and then her eyes half-closed in pleasure as Kevin's tongue began to work on her. She exhaled nervously and her arms stopped struggling and I let go. She didn't know what to do with her hands and rested them tentatively at her side on the rug as Kevin's hands slid up her top to her buttons.

"Ooh ..." she started but I helped with the buttons and soon her blouse was open with her black bra in plain view. I could feel myself getting very hard now. I lifted up her bra and her breasts spilled out to Kevin's hungry hands.

I've always been proud of Rebecca's body but her breasts are amazing. Large ivory mounds whose nipples were springing up and hardening to both our hands. I came around to her side and licked them quickly as she put her head back, closing her eyes.

Kevin was back at her pussy licking and touching her clit with one hand and with the other outstretched to fondle one of her breasts. Her hips were started to push back at his mouth and one of her hands was now pressing the back of Kevin's head, holding it firmly against her cunt. She was moaning and starting to writhe.

Becka jumped when Kevin started sliding two fingers into her but then she started rocking quickly onto them. Kevin stopped, sat up and pulled Rebecca's panties down and off her lovely legs. He then brought his mouth back down onto Rebecca's wet pussy.

"I can't believe," she panted" ...this is happening... to me," she moaned and came as she grabbed Kevin's head and pulled it to her pussy. She panted and slowly relaxed but Kevin wasn't finished. He came to his knees, undid his jeans, pulled them down and pulled his cock out of his underwear. He was rock hard.

"Oh, no..." she said as he pulled himself up to her wet lips, but Kevin slid his cock into her in one smooth movement. Rebecca closed her eyes in submission, then she grabbed his bare ass and held on tight.

"Oh, fuck!" Kevin said as he pounded it in to Rebecca (she loves it hard and fast). It wasn't long before he had his hands under her ass and he was saying, "I'm coming!" I was sucking her tits harder now and at the same time getting my pants off as quickly as I could.

Kevin slipped out of her pussy with a slurp and moved back as I climbed between her legs. "Ohh Dave, not yet..." but I entered her and started slamming her pussy. It was so wet! I came almost instantly. Kevin was ready again. She grabbed my hips and held me close as I started to come. I grabbed her big tits and collapsed on her, whispering, "That was fantastic!" in her ear. She smiled. I moved aside and Kevin took her face in his hands and kissed her slowly, pussy juice still on his face. She returned his kisses then he moved down to her tits, resting his cock on her pussy.

We played like this for another hour before we were all too tired to continue on. I thought that this would be a one-time thing. I have to admit that I was worried that Becka would be upset with Kevin and me once she came down from our sexual high.

But you know what? She liked it and we've become quite the swinger couple since then.

The End