I am a 33-year-old married woman. My husband Saul often tells me that part of the reason he loves me is because I am a shameless flirt who enjoys showing off her attributes.

I am a 5-foot-seven-inch, 124-pound brunette with B-cup breasts, and I get lots of looks when I enter a room. I like to wear short skirts and low-cut blouses, and I often go without panties, so that when Saul and I go out for an evening, men sometimes get intimate glimpses of my charms.

Last week Saul’s old high school buddy, Tim, called and said he was going to be in town for a week on business, and hoped they could get together for old times’ sake. Saul immediately offered to let him stay with us, and Tim accepted the invitation.

I had just gotten home from work a few days later when Tim arrived at our door. When I saw that gorgeous hunk standing in our doorway, my heart skipped a beat. He was extremely sexy and good-looking, with the most dazzling blue eyes I had ever seen.

Saul had not come home yet, so I greeted Tim and introduced myself, giving him a peck on the cheek as he came inside. I offered him a beer and took him into the family room, where we sat down to talk, he in a chair and me on the couch directly across from him.

As I sat down, my short skirt rose fairly high on my thighs, which did not go unnoticed by Tim. As we sat there chatting I saw that his eyes kept going to my legs, and being the tease I am, I found myself slowly crossing and uncrossing them several times as we talked. I was wearing pantyhose but no panties, and when I noticed the tent in his pants, I was pretty sure he was getting glimpses of my crotch, which made my pussy start to juice up and my clit to throb hungrily.

A while later, Saul came home and greeted Tim warmly. When he saw how high my skirt was, a knowing smile came over his face.

After we had chatted a bit more, Saul suggested we go out for dinner. I went to change my blouse, as it was getting cooler outside. I picked out a blue pullover sweater that hugged my body nicely, and as I looked in the mirror I saw that my hard nipples were poking out against the material. When I came out of the bedroom, Tim’s eyes immediately locked on my chest, and Saul was smiling again. He knew what I was doing, and he loved it.

Tim’s eyes kept going to my chest all through dinner. From where he was sitting I knew he could see my legs under the table, and again I crossed them from time to time, causing my skirt to rise high on my thighs. I made no attempt to pull it down.

When Tim excused himself to go to the men’s room, Saul joked with me about being such a cock-tease. He then surprised the hell out of me by asking me if I would like to sleep with Tim that night.

Saul had always enjoyed watching me teasing other men, and flirting with them, but this was something new. I stared at him for a moment, then admitted that I thought Tim was quite a hunk of man and that I wouldn’t mind at all, if it was all right with him. “Go for it,” was his reply.

Saul then said he would tell Tim he had gotten an emergency call from his office, that the computer system had crashed and he had to go in and repair it. He then told me that when Tim and I got home I should leave a light on in the guest bedroom, so he could sneak back and watch what happened. I could see that he was almost as excited about this as I was.

When Tim returned, Saul told him the story about having to go back to his office, adding that Tim and I should take a taxi home, and that he would call when he was finished working — which would probably not be for several hours.

Tim and I caught a cab in front of the restaurant, and as we got in my skirt rose almost to my crotch. As we sat side by side the sensation of his thigh touching mine sent electrical shocks throughout my body and caused my clit to throb uncontrollably.

After a minute Tim gently put his left hand on my right knee, and when I didn’t object he began to stroke my leg with his fingertips as his hand slowly moved higher. I soon found myself parting my legs as an invitation for him to go even further. My pussy felt as though it was on fire.

Tim turned his face to me then, and leaned over to kiss me. It was a soft, tender kiss. I felt his tongue press gently against my lips, and when I parted them, it slid in and began exploring my mouth. At the same time his hand moved all the way up my thigh, and I heard him catch his breath when he touched my wet pussy.

Then suddenly we were kissing like two lust-crazed teenagers as we started groping each other’s body. I’m sure the cab driver saw everything, but I was too far gone to give a damn. Tim could have taken me right there in the back seat, and I would have gladly let the driver watch.

When we got home we almost sprinted into the house. As soon as the door was closed I was in his arms, and we were engaged in an open-mouth kiss that went on for some time. When it ended I started tugging at his shirt, and he reciprocated by pulling my sweater over my head. He gasped at the sight of my naked boobs, and his mouth went immediately to my right nipple as I moaned with pleasure.

I tugged at Tim’s belt, then yanked down his pants along with his briefs while he kicked off his shoes. Oh God, what a sight! There before my eyes was a cock that was almost as long as Saul’s, but thicker and more heavily veined. A moment later Tim picked me up in his arms and carried me to the guest bedroom, putting me on the queen-size bed. Remembering what Saul had told me, I asked him to turn on the nightstand light so I could see his body. I also glanced over at the window and saw that the shade was raised about four inches.

As I lay on my back, Tim pulled my skirt and pantyhose off. “Oh fuck, you have such a beautiful body!” he breathed as he tore off the rest of his clothes. Both of us naked now, we resumed kissing, our tongues probing still more deeply as we explored each other’s body with our hands. This would be the first time since my marriage that I would be having sex with another man, and I wanted it badly.

After several more kisses, I moved down and started sucking on his rigid nipples, which brought a moan from him. Then I swung around into a 69 position and grasped that thick cock, at the same time feeling his warm breath on my labia. As I took the head of his cock into my mouth, this wonderful man started licking and sucking my juice-soaked pussy like a man possessed. I found myself humping his face as he ate me. I tried my hardest to take his cock down my throat but he was just too thick. I was only able to take about five inches of it in my mouth, but I sucked madly on as much of it as I could.

Suddenly the floodgates opened and I found myself climaxing uncontrollably, moaning loudly around the cock in my mouth. I was still spasming as Tim gave a hoarse groan, and I was greeted with several jets of his thick, salty come. I greedily swallowed every drop, and licked his shaft, still panting from my own climax.

I remained on top of Tim for several minutes as I stroked and licked his beautiful thick cock. As soon as it was hard again, I rolled off him and told him that I wanted that thing inside me. He smiled and pushed me onto my back.

I spread my legs as wide as possible and raised them high in the air. Tim moved between them, and I felt him rub his cockhead against my wet opening. I heard myself groaning with delight as that marvelous cock pushed into me, going deeper and deeper. It felt like he was stretching me wider than I had ever been stretched in my life, and it made me almost delirious with pleasure.

As my head rolled from side to side I caught a glimpse of movement at the window, and looking over I saw my husband peering through the glass, his face full of lust as he watched another man taking his wife. When he saw me looking at him he gave me a thumb’s-up signal and smiled. I smiled too, then looked back into Tim’s blue eyes.

Tim was thrusting at me now, and each time he did I felt his heavy balls slapping my ass. I loved the sensation, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on for what felt like the ride of my life. The marvelous sensations this man’s cock was giving me took away any sense of time. It felt like we made love for hours, but in actuality it was maybe about 20 minutes. But I came within five, and once I started I couldn’t stop coming. Saul always said I was a screamer, and that night was no exception; each time I came I screamed my head off as my body convulsed with pleasure.

After Tim finally came we cuddled for a while, with his cock still inside me, until I felt it began to stiffen again. Just the feel of it stretching my pussy had me more than ready, and I told him I wanted him to make love to me doggie-style.

Tim pulled his cock out of my love tunnel, and I quickly got on my hands and knees. He moved behind me, and I felt his hardness press against my opening. I dropped down so that I was resting on my shoulders as he started to push inside me once again, sending lightning bolts shooting through my body. His right hand reached around to grab my swaying breast, kneading it and pulling on my hard nipple. As he slowly started pumping in and out, I heard myself moaning like a porn star in some X-rated movie.

It wasn’t long before I was climaxing again, and this time my orgasms were coming almost back to back, leaving me gasping for air. Tim accelerated the speed of his thrusts, which only increased the intensity and frequency of my orgasms. Finally he gave a loud grunt, and I felt his cock expand just as I came once again. I collapsed forward, and he fell on top of me, his cock this time sliding out of my pussy.

I don’t know how long we lay there trying to regain our strength, but when I opened my eyes I saw my husband standing stark naked in the bedroom doorway, holding his stiff cock in his hand. When Tim saw me looking that way, he looked over and froze for a long moment as he saw Saul standing there. But Saul just smiled at both of us and then said. “Is there room in there for another person?”

He then explained that he had always wondered what it would be like to see me with another man, and he had really enjoyed it. In fact it had made him so hot that he wasn’t satisfied with just watching anymore.

Once Tim got over his shock at being caught with his friend’s wife, I told him to lie on his back, and as he did so I saw that his cock was getting hard once again. I then straddled his body and sank my stretched pussy down on that marvelous thick rod. Once I had all of it inside me, I turned to my husband, saying, “Honey, why don’t you get up by the headboard, so I can suck you off while I ride Tim’s cock.”

Saul quickly got into position, and I immediately took his stiff cock into my mouth and started sucking it as I began riding up and down on Tim’s pole. That cunt-stretching hunk of man meat quickly brought me to orgasm, and I had to pull my mouth off Saul’s dick as I came, as I was afraid I might accidently bite him. I writhed on Tim’s throbbing joy stick as my body spasmed again and again, until I calmed down enough so that I could resume sucking my husband’s cock. Fortunately for me, Saul lost it and shot his load down my throat just as I started to feel myself rising to orgasm once more.

As soon as Saul withdrew his cock, I started riding Tim’s dick again with a vengeance. I had numerous orgasms that had me screaming and convulsing over and over, until I finally collapsed into Tim’s arms, while my husband kissed and caressed my quivering body.

For the rest of the night both my lovers pleasured me, taking turns making love to me, and occasionally doing it at the same time. In the morning the three of us had one more round of sex,

and then I made breakfast in the nude, with their come running down my inner thighs, happy in the knowledge that Tim would be with us for six more wonderful days.