My ex-boss invited me down to Georgia to attend the Masters Tournament. Todd had moved south a couple of years ago to take a much better position with a company there, and wanted to hire me.

Knowing I’m a golf nut, he used the Masters to lure me down for a pitch.

My wife and I flew down the Thursday of tournament weekend and were met at the airport by Todd’s nephew Jesse, also in town for the Masters. Jesse is a hugely handsome and fit blond six-footer — a star on his college baseball team. I spotted him holding a sign with my name, and after introducing himself he told us Todd was in meetings and would see us later at the house. Jesse helped us with our luggage, then drove us to Todd’s. I noticed that Jen, my wife, took a quick liking to him.

I should say that Jen and I married at 20 and have had 17 happy years together. She’s a five-six strawberry blonde with large breasts for her slender frame, and turns heads wherever she goes. She frequently gets hit on by strangers.

When we arrived at the house, a palatial six-bedroom colonial, Todd’s wife Patricia had Jesse show us to our room, on the second floor at the opposite end of the house from the master bedroom. The large room had a sitting area in addition to a queen-size bed, and a bathroom that was shared with the next bedroom, where Jesse mentioned he was staying.

After we settled in, Patricia gave us a tour of the house and the extensive grounds, which included a large pool and a hot tub. She told us to feel free to use the pool anytime, and Jen, an exercise nut, said she planned to take her up on that. Then we all sat on the patio sipping wine and talking about Todd’s job and the tournament.

Todd arrived at six, and we had dinner. A number of times I saw Jen and Jesse gazing at each other. There was clearly an attraction.

After dinner, while Jen helped Patricia clean up, Todd took me in the den and talked his company up, telling me about the opportunity there for me. It sounded interesting. I wouldn’t mind getting away from our cold Midwestern winters.

Later the girls joined us, and about nine Todd invited us to use the hot tub. Jen and I went up to our room to don our swimsuits, and when we came back down, I saw Jesse’s eyes lock on her taut body in her scant bikini. And her eyes were glued to the bulge in his Speedo.

The five of us drank more wine and chatted in the hot tub for almost an hour. Then Todd said he had to get up early and headed for bed, and Jen and I decided we would too, after the tiring trip. We all said good night and went to our rooms.

In bed, Jen pressed her body to me and stroked my cock. When I was as hard as steel, she rolled atop me and pulled her thong aside to take my 7½-inch cock in. She was soaking wet, and her pussy felt like a furnace. While riding me she pressed her clit to my bone. In no time she came, but she muffled her scream, giggling that Jesse was in bed on the other side of the wall.

“He’s a hunk,” I said. “I bet he can have his pick of women but I know he’s got his eye on a real beauty.” Jen actually seemed jealous. I had to say, “It’s you.”

“Don’t be silly,” she said. “He’s just a really nice boy.”

“Well,” I said, “judging by the bulge in his Speedo, the really nice boy would really like to add you to his conquests.” She looked away, and we soon fell asleep.

Jen and I spent Friday morning on the patio. Again she had her bikini on, to take advantage of the sun. At noon Jesse came back from running errands and joined us. Again he could barely contain his junk in a different Speedo. I caught Jen staring at it. She blushed and looked away.

That night Jen again pressed her body against mine and stroked my cock, then rode me to two climaxes before I came inside her. She slid down and sucked me until I was hard again, then rolled me on top of her, wrapped her thighs around me and purred, “Fuck me.”

I adjusted my position and slid my cock in. As I pumped slowly, I whispered that it was Jesse’s cock inside her. She moaned, and her vaginal walls clutched my cock. I said to picture Jesse thrusting in her, which fired her up. She started to thrust her pelvis up to meet my thrusts. I kept whispering, “Fuck his cock! Take all of it! Fuck his big cock!” And she went nuts, chanting, “Fuck me, Jesse,” while she had back-to-back orgasms. When I started to come, I whispered, “He’s coming -inside you,” and her whole body shook in climax.

Once she calmed down, she cried softly. I asked what was wrong, and she said, “I was unfaithful just having those desires. I’m so sorry. I couldn’t help myself.”

I took her in my arms and assured her I wasn’t angry. I lifted her chin so she’d be looking in my eyes and said I wanted her to go to Jesse’s room and make love. She stared at me for the longest time, until finally she asked, was I sure? I said I knew she loved me and I loved her, and yes, I wanted her to take Jesse as a lover. All I asked was that she return with a pussy full of come and tell me all that happened. She stared at me for a full minute until I nudged her and said, “Go! He’s right next door.”

Jen got out of bed slowly, walked to the bathroom and went in. I heard the door on the other side close softly. She was in his room!

For the next two hours I heard my wife’s moans even through the well-insulated walls. My cock ached like crazy. I jerked off twice.

Around one in the morning Jen crawled in bed and into my arms. She gave me a tongue-twisting kiss, then got on top of me. I felt her wetness and asked how it went. “God, did he fuck me!” she exclaimed. “His cock is really big. The first time he entered me I thought I was going to burst.”

I got so turned on that I rolled us over, with me on top, and when Jen spread her legs I entered her. Her pussy felt like a swimming pool of cream. As I began thrusting, she whispered in my ear what they’d done. He took her four times, the last time in doggie position. As his cock plunged deep, it was so thick, it massaged her clit as it moved in and out. She came so often and so hard that several times she became faint. I pounded her like a madman until I poured a load in her flooded pussy. She came with me, and then we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next four nights Jen gave me the wildest fuck, then kissed me and went to Jesse for a couple of hours, then returned, and while she told me what happened, I added my come to his. She also told me that every night he ate her pussy, fully aware I’d just fucked her. On the third night he’d fucked her ass twice. “The first time he entered my ass,” she said, “I thought he was going to rip me apart, but after a couple of thrusts, it felt fabulous.”

Each morning Jesse and I gave each other knowing smiles. Once when we were alone outside, he thanked me for sharing my wife.

On our next-to-last night Jen again went to Jesse but ten minutes later returned and said she wanted me to watch them. For over two hours I watched them make love in every position possible, until, spent, they collapsed on the bed and lay there for a long time.

Jen motioned for me to join her on the bed and said, “Fuck me, honey,” which I did. After a breather, we returned to our room and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The Masters was killer. Before we left for home, Jen and I talked about Todd’s job offer, and I accepted.

Jesse volunteered to drive us to the airport. During the drive he thanked me for sharing Jen, saying, “You have an amazing wife, and she loves you a lot.” I told him I’d be joining Todd’s company in a month or so and we hoped to see more of him. He said, “Bet on it.”