My husband, Howard, and I are middle-aged small-business owners in a happy and, until recently, monogamous marriage.

We deal with the public and various salesmen and deliverymen on a daily basis. My little adventure concerns one of these salesmen.

I’ve been known to go out to dinner wearing a trench coat and heels and nothing else. This usually guarantees a good finger-fucking under the table during our dinner. I get turned on by flashing truckers and teasing Howard’s friends by “accidentally” flashing them or rubbing my tits against them.

My husband enjoys watching other men watch me, but recently I discovered that he wanted to watch them do more than watch me. This was due in part to some of the letters we’ve read and enjoyed in your fine magazine.

The other catalyst was when I told Howard about a dream I’d had about one of our salesmen, Greg. Before this dream, I really hadn’t thought of Greg in a sexy way, but dreaming of him fucking me doggie-style while I sucked my husband dry sure changed that!

Howard and I began talking about having a threesome with Greg. At first I thought my husband was either kidding or just talking out a fantasy, but the more we talked, the hotter the sex between us became, and soon all I could think about was being kissed, licked, sucked, and fucked by the two of them. It got so bad (or good) that I’d wake myself up in the middle of the night, caressing my tits and rubbing my swollen clit until I came several times and could go back to sleep.

With Howard’s encouragement, I began my campaign. This was going to be a challenge, because we knew Greg was married, so I eased into it by wearing short skirts when I knew he was coming by our store and giving him a glimpse of my bare pussy now and then. I put on a temporary tattoo and innocently asked if he’d like to see it — it just happened to be on my breast. I really wanted him to do more than look, but he was being coy, so for a few weeks, I had to be content with teasing and flashing. That was really no problem, since on the nights after Greg came in, I was so hot from flirting that Howard and I had some terrific sex.

One afternoon, when Greg was due to arrive, Howard and I decided it was time to escalate things. When Greg came in, I told him I had bought a new dress and that I wanted his opinion of it. He agreed to handle any customers that might come in, so I went to change.

The dress was black, very short — stopping just past my crotch — and clingy. I put on black thigh-high stockings, black heels, and a smile, then I strolled up to where Greg was sitting. He looked somewhat surprised, but appreciative, and he said I looked very nice. Not exactly the reaction I’d been hoping for, but he seemed a little unsure of the whole situation. To nudge him in the right direction, I turned around and leaned forward, exposing my round lily-white ass. “Don’t you think it’s a little short?” I asked.

My husband was making complimentary and suggestive remarks during my little fashion show, but Greg still wasn’t too sure of how to respond. To help him out, I sat down across from him and put one leg up on the table between us, giving him a close-up view of my steamy, wet, and ready pussy. He just sat there, so I took the bull by the horns, so to speak, and told him he could do anything he might feel like doing.

In a heartbeat he was on his knees, licking and sucking my juicy love hole, then tongue-fucking me. Howard watched with aroused interest, until a customer walked in the front door. It was exciting to know that there were customers not all that far from where I was getting such a good tongue-lashing. My husband was still busy when Greg brought me to an orgasm that left me dizzy, but Howard told me later that he could hear me panting and moaning, even though I was trying to be quiet.

After I caught my breath, I moved to return the favor. I unzipped his pants and unleashed his beautiful, very hard love tool. After licking and sucking it for a few minutes, I suggested he lower his pants so I could lay some lovin’ on his balls. He had a really good-looking dick, and his balls were a treat, too. (I do love sucking a good cock and licking and sucking a nice set of balls.)

Howard was enjoying watching me work, and I was loving every minute of it. Unfortunately, customers kept interrupting my husband’s pleasure, but certainly not Greg’s. In short order he exploded in orgasm, and I felt as if I were gripping a fire hose! The force of his orgasm almost made me come again, and I could feel my juices dripping from my pussy. I swallowed every drop and continued sucking to get it all, then I looked up at him and smiled.

Howard returned to the scene just then, and he was disappointed to discover that he had missed both of our orgasms. He wanted to watch me come with another guy, but that will have to be another story, I guess. Once we locked the doors for the night, however, Howard and I made up for his being left out. He sat my bare ass on one of the counters, threw my legs over his shoulders, and fucked me till I screamed.