I had worked with Jim for a few years, we interacted with Jim and his wife, going out together a few times. Some time later Jim got a divorce, since he was no longer married, I started picturing him fucking my wife. Eventually Jim did get to fuck "Al". We partied with him off and on, in addition to Danny, ( another friend of mine who fucked my wife often ) for about 3 years then Jim moved to Hawaii for about 5 years.
One day I received a phone call from Jim. He was back in town, he told me he was fed up with Hawaii and had went out on a drinking spree. He didn’t remember even getting on the plane he was so bombed. He had no where to stay, no car, not even any luggage. He had even left his car sitting at the curb in Hawaii. He asked if I could help him with, finding a job but first could he stay at our place for a few days because he was flat ass broke.
I told my wife his situation and asked her if it would be alright if he stayed with us for a few days. Al responded it would be alright as we had just finished a large addition to our house including a master bedroom so our old bedroom was vacant. I had Jim come on over, he was a sight indeed, unshaven, clothes looking like he just washed up on the beach, real Hawaiian style too, White pants, white shirt white shoes and a black belt.
Two days later Jim was rested, clothes washed, face shaven, and feeling better. He had been able to access his bank in Hawaii and transferred his money. So he said he wanted to take us out for dinner and a few drinks to thank us for helping him out. I always liked Al to dress sexy so she wore a short front button skirt, a pullover blouse, crotchless pantyhose, shoes and nothing else.
After dinner we bounced around to a few bars and ended up at our favorite place, all three of us feeling pretty high. Al’s short skirt had a couple of lower buttons come undone so as she was sitting down the skirt would open up showing a nice amount of her thighs. Jim, myself and a few other guys were enjoying the scenery, you could almost see her bare pussy but not quite. You could see the sewn edges of the opening of her crotchless hose so you could tell there was nothing else to get in the way of a good shot of her pussy. A. was well aware of this so she would cross and uncross her legs at times and when Jim asked her to dance she spread her legs as she got up so I’m sure he had a nice beaver shot.
They danced a few dances, even a couple of other guys had her on the dance floor. They were all taking advantage of her on the floor. Their hands were groping her, they ground their crotches into her. She didn’t mind except for this one guy who made a move to stroke her pussy. She dumped his ass in a hurry. He was just being a little to rough and pushy. Al enjoys being admired and even fondled, but don’t push to hard or to fast or she will shut you out in a hurry. The night was ending at the bar, I could see Al was getting turned on from all the attention. We decided to head home.
When we got to the house I asked Jim if he would like a tour of our new bedroom as he had not seen it yet. He said sure so the three of us headed upstairs. A. flopped on the bed as I showed Jim around. I pointed out the large nude posters of Al I had just hung up. He said damn she looks hot. I said she is even hotter in person, he said I’ll bet she is. A. was on her back slowly opening and closing her thighs ever so slowly and slightly like she was in a dream or something. She was not opening up enough to get a full view of her pussy but just enough to be very exciting.
Knowing she was turned on I asked her if she would do a strip show for me and Jim, she said no she was to tired but I kept asking her until she agreed to do a short one. I told her let me get my camera as I wanted some new pics of her She started running her hands up and down her thighs slowly inching her skirt higher and higher, getting closer and closer to her hot pussy. She opened her thighs giving Jim and I a wide open beaver shot. You could see her pussy juices glistening on her cunt lips so I knew she was hot to fuck.
Jim said damn that is nice, I said it even feels better than it looks, go see for yourself. He looked at me as if to say ‘What did you just tell me to do?’ I said “GO SHE IS WAITING!!” He moved onto the bed and soon had his fingers probing her juicy pussy. Al was getting hotter and hotter, thrusting her hot cunt into his thrusting fingers, They had a few kisses as Jim kept up fingering her hot hole. Suddenly she sat up pushed Jim back flat on his back, She spun around straddling him and pressed her hot cunt into his waiting face. Jim started giving her the royal treatment with his tongue, A. slowly reached for his fly undoing it and freeing his hard cock. She gave it a few gentle strokes then filled her mouth with it while I was busy taking pics. Soon Jim was out of his clothes, A. had spun around and was waiting for his hard cock with open legs. He grabbed his cock and guided it into her waiting cunt and began giving her slow even strokes. A short time later she had Jim get off and lie on his back. A. eased her wet hungry cunt down on to his waiting cock. After some more fucking in this position I told her stop for a minute, I informed them I wanted some good pictures and since I had the camera I was the director and they were the actors and had to do as I told them. We all laughed at those remarks then Jim said “So Mr. Big Shot Director what do you want us to do?” I replied “Just fuck her!”. We laughed again, they went back to fucking and I went back to getting my pics of my wife with another man.
After getting several shots I shed my clothes myself and joined the party. Jim and I both fucked her several times. Jim would recoup then dive in again as I rested. After about 4 hours of fucking, finger fucking, eating pussy she declared she was getting sore & called it a night.
The next morning Jim told us both thank you for the most amazing night of his life. We had a few other nights with Jim over the years, but none of them compared to the pleasures of that first night. Damn I love my wife for giving me those times & those memories.
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