I have always enjoyed it when my wife, Phoebe, exposes herself to another guy.

We recently moved cross-country, and invited one of Phoebe’s new coworkers and his girlfriend over for dinner. His name is Philip. I asked Phoebe to wear her short denim skirt and to “go commando.” She called me a pervert, but smiled and said she’d think about it.

Philip ended up coming alone because of scheduling conflicts on his girlfriend’s part. Things were beginning to look promising, I thought.

After dinner we started playing cards. Twenty minutes into the game, I got up to refill my glass and noticed that Phoebe had her legs spread open. She caught me looking and adjusted her skirt upward so I could get a full view of her pussy. I love the way my wife’s pussy looks. The plump lips of her labia puff out, and she keeps the hair trimmed short so you get a clean shot. That quick flash got me so excited. I could only hope that she’d give Philip the full treatment, but I knew that for that to happen, I’d have to help things along a little.

I asked Phoebe to recap the scores, and then dealt Philip a card that went sailing off the table. When he bent down to get it, he took a little too long. When he sat back up, his face was flushed and beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead. He asked if he could get something cold from the fridge, and I told him to help himself, adding that there was some cake and milk ready for dessert.

It wasn’t hard to notice the bulge in Philip’s pants or the way he deliberately let that bulge brush across Phoebe’s elbow as he walked past.

From the kitchen, he had the same unobstructed view that

I had enjoyed minutes before.

I was about to explode, just knowing what he was seeing. As Philip returned to the table, my wife gave a glare and I then saw Philip’s erect cock resting on a plate with icing smeared all over it. He went straight to Phoebe and said, “Here’s your piece!” Phoebe was dumbfounded and didn’t know what to do. I broke the silence and said, “Lick it clean!”

Phoebe loves to receive and give oral sex. She started slowly, barely touching Philip’s cock with her tongue, but she soon had his joint going in and out of her mouth, licking it up and down and all around. He began playing with her tits. In less than two minutes, he came in her mouth, something she never tolerated from me.

While Phoebe was slowing her pace and gently massaging Philip’s cock, I got some more icing and began spreading it all over Phoebe’s pussy. I was pleasantly surprised by how wet she was. “Here’s your piece,” I told Philip. Phoebe halfheartedly complained that the situation had gone too far. But she still had her legs spread wide, so I began kissing her glossy pussy and giving her plenty of tongue. It didn’t take but a second for Philip to push me aside and bury his face in Phoebe’s iced-up cooter.

Phoebe released her hold on me and pulled Philip in tight, clamping her thighs around his head as she came like gangbusters. That was the first time in more than 13 years that another man had made her come. Phoebe then stood up and announced she was going into the bedroom to rest and to think about what had just happened.

Philip and I had a little talk. I told him that all I’d really wanted was for him to see Phoebe’s pussy because her flashing other men was an extreme turn-on for me, but that this game had never before turned physical. Philip apologized over and over again, saying he had misread the situation. He thought Phoebe and I were swingers like him and his girlfriend. Well, this was getting more interesting by the minute. Then Phoebe called out to us to come into the bedroom. She was naked on the bed, her pussy lips full and wet. With a smile, Phoebe asked, “Which one of you is going to finish the job?”

I stripped while Philip kissed her. Then I got on her missionary-style, but I was so hot that I blew my load almost immediately. I asked Philip to pick up where I left off, and he of course was happy to oblige. He flipped Phoebe over onto her stomach, grabbed her around the waist, pulled her up onto her knees, and proceded to do her doggie-style.

Their fucking was poetry in motion. Phoebe had multiple orgasms, one right after another. Finally, after thoroughly pounding her pussy, Philip let out several groans and then collapsed on top of her. They lay there for a while, panting and sweating. Then Phoebe got up and went out on the back deck, still naked, to smoke a cigarette.

Before Philip went home, we agreed to get together again real soon. I for one am so looking forward to meeting Philip’s girlfriend, Ashley.