My wife Ann and I were lying side by side, with my arm curled around her and her head resting on my chest.

We were doing what every couple does after sex — she was talking, and I was doing my best to stay awake as I half-listened to what she was saying.

So I was surprised when she suddenly went unexpectedly silent. Surely she couldn’t be finished yet, I thought. She then raised herself up to lean on her elbow as she looked me in the eye. She still said nothing for a moment, but when she spoke again, what she said suddenly had me fully awake.

“Have you ever thought of having a threesome with me?” she rather shyly asked.

“What?” was my first startled response, and before she could answer I blurted out, “Wherever did you come up with a question like that?”

She then began to explain. It seemed that the night before, she had gone bowling after work with her two friends, Lisa, and Karen. Afterward they had gone to the lounge for a drink, and had run into a couple of Lisa’s friends. The women had started talking about sex, as women will (and men too), and when the subject of threesomes came up, it soon became clear that Ann was the only one in the group who hadn’t participated in one.

The others all said they felt sorry for her, telling her she didn’t know what she was missing, and one of Lisa’s friends, Denise, told her she knew someone who was into that, and she could set up a meeting if Ann would like her to. Ann was a little shocked, but kind of intrigued, and she told Denise she would keep it in mind, but she had to talk to her husband first. So here she was, doing just that.

My instinctive reply would have been an enthusiastic “Hell, yes!” but I thought it would probably be wiser to play it cool. So I turned it back on her, asking her how she felt about it.

“Well,” she replied hesitantly, “it might be fun. They all said it was.”

I was getting more and more excited, but I was still careful not to show too much enthusiasm as I told her she should probably meet with Denise’s friend and go from there. I told her it would be her decision. She hugged me and told me she would talk to Denise about it on Friday, her next bowling night.

Friday night seemed to take forever to arrive, but when it did things went a lot faster than either of us had expected. Ann later told me that when she finished bowling she went to look for Denise in the lounge, and found her seated at a table with a rather good-looking young guy. She saw Denise whisper something to him as she approached their table, and when she got there he stood up and shook her hand, saying, “Hi, I’m Joe, and you must be Ann.”

Ann was puzzled and a bit confused, but as she sat down next to Denise she manage to whisper to her that she wanted to meet her threesome friend. Denise laughed and told her, “You just did!”

Ann’s face went bright red. Denise had evidently figured that she would want to meet her friend, all right, and had brought him along without bothering to consult her. In addition, Ann had assumed that this friend would be a woman — as had I — but that had turned out not to be the case.

Joe was smiling at her. “I can tell just by looking at you that I’m going to enjoy this,” he said.

Ann’s mind was racing. Should she just run away? Should she explain that she thought she would be meeting a woman? Or should she just go with the flow and see where this ended. Finally she chose the latter. She had to admit that she liked the look of this man. Her nipples were tingling and her pussy was already moist as she reached for her phone to call me.

“Hi, honey,” she greeted me as I answered the phone. “Are you in the mood for that threesome tonight?”

I was surprised, but ready. “Bring it on!” I told her. “Who did you get?”

“I can’t talk now, it’ll be a surprise, love you!“ she replied, and hung up.

Denise left shortly after that, leaving Ann and Joe to get to know each other. To her surprise, Ann now felt quite comfortable, knowing that this stranger would soon be fucking her. They talked, drank and danced right up until closing time, and it was well after two in the morning when they finally arrived at the house, with me having long since fallen asleep. The two of them made their way to the bedroom and, seeing me asleep, just started without me. Joe wasted no time stripping her and admiring her luscious body. She did her best to strip him also, finally pulling his undershorts down to reveal his very large tool. She reached out and grabbed it as he swiftly dropped a hand to her crotch and inserted a finger into her already flooded cunt. Her sudden squeal awakened me and, startled me out of sleep, I reached over and turned on the bedside light, temporarily blinding myself. “Ann?” I called out, “Is that you?”

“It’s us,” she cautiously answered.

“All right!” I sat up in bed, blinking as my eyes started to adjust and I saw them in front of me. “It’s a guy!” I blurted out. “For God’s sake, Ann, it’s a guy!”

“And what a guy!” my wife declared, as she stepped away from in front of him. I saw his gigantic cock, and the way she was admiring it, and suddenly my whole attitude changed. All I could think of was that huge hunk of flesh pumping inside my wife, spurting hot fluid into her body. I got an instant hard-on as I got up to join them. The two of us were soon all over her, kissing, sucking and stroking her naked body.

Ann was thoroughly enjoying herself as I led her to the bed. She hugged me tenderly and told me she loved me as I laid her down. I then turned to Joe, saying, “Take good care of her, buddy, she’s all I’ve got!”

His cock was sticking straight out in front of him as he stepped up to the bed and got between her legs. I watched closely as the head of that cock found her opening, making her cry out with joy as he pressed slowly into her pussy. “OH GOD, BABY!” she shouted out as he continued to slide into her. “HE’S IN ME, HE’S ALL THE WAY IN ME, OH GOD, OH GOD, IT FEELS SO GOOD!”

I stood next to the bed, watching, for over an hour as this man worked his magic on her, bringing her to one climax after another, causing her to squeal and shout in a way I had never heard before. I’d had no idea that this would mean so much to her, and I vowed then and there that I would encourage her to experience this kind of passion as often as she wanted. As a result, this was the first of many similar episodes, and now I get as much joy from watching her with other men as I do from actually fucking her myself.