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Amazing the intensity in the air, as sitting in the jacuzzi with a whiskey felt relaxing. In many ways, after having my Florsheim shoes propped up on my desk, and the boss barking down my neck, it felt good to unwind. Deadlines were overrated, budgets could wait, and why ponder the existence of corporate jargon all of the time. The hours added up with my quality of life diminishing, and I thought about my relatives advice about not being consumed with work. They had all come from the shores of Spain seeking a better life, and as a third generation Yank, it was time to make them proud but balance it alike. Yes I was my divisions top producer, and despite the verbal barbs I took daily, I could smile at the paychecks. Those allowed me the Mercedes Benz sedan, the house with the view, and to be at my friends Don and Amy's castle. As my feet felt the bubbles of the jets, the warmth of this high end whiskey hit the spot. No it wasn't too intense, but lulled me into feeling cozy, despite the fact that Don and Amy were married.
They had always been free spirit types, and we got along really well, as Don joked if something happened to him, to take care of her. Amy would laugh, her Irish red hair and cherubic smile. One time she said, if she was back in her native Dublin, I should pound the happiness out of her man. Inside I giggled, because they didn't know I was bi right? Her accent was very sexy, and in her mid thirties, she took very good care of herself. The more per hour than I made perfume was seductive, and she had the most tremendous set of tits in that bikini. Quite often, I had to hide how much, I looked at her imagining her naked. She must have those super pink nipples, and yes the thought about the carpets and drapes came to mind. Don was early 40s, but he may have looked even younger. Clean shaven and tall, with Nordic like features, he could have had people believing he was an Olympic swimmer. Instead this stud and all around fun guy, was the inventor of multiple patents, and was the CEO of a telecommunications company.
As we drank more, the sense of friction was there. Outside the jacuzzi was a mix music set up, and more whiskey was in our glasses. Without any warning, Amy said Don and her had been talking. They both were laughing, smiling in an almost teenage way, and my guess is they were working on hooking me up with her batshit crazy sister again. That was not a good subject, as that date had been a disaster, and just because the same family didn't mean exact results. I took another swig, and almost spit out the whiskey as Amy said, "Don and I are swingers, and we were wondering if you'd join us for a threesome." Did I just hear that correctly? Had I been drinking so much that I was impaired? That was a resounding no, as Amy took her top off, and there were some absolutely stunning tits. My cock got rock hard, and the disbelief disappeared quickly, as her bikini came off. She showed me her gleaming soaking wet pussy that was shaved, and Don told me, he wanted to see me fuck her.
A Friday night had just become fortuitous, and we went up to their master bedroom. She started kissing me, and she took my bathing suit off, to my engorged penis that was rock hard and ready for lift off. Oh my goodness her hands felt so good, and she started sucking me. My head bounced with pleasure, and then she looked at me and said, "Don wants you too." Oh my goodness every porno dream I ever had was coming true, and soon they both took turns licking my shaft. Both edged me, and I had to fight off every urge, to unleash a Hessian sized load in their mouths and tongues. Both were exceptional cock suckers, and soon I was going down on her, and taking turns on his gigantic cock that was nicely manscaped. It felt good to gently caress his groin, to take his precum in my mouth, and then mix it with her juices. Male and female, the pheromones reached epic highs, and before I knew it, Amy took it to new levels.
She sat on my hard penis, and oh my the rush and surge of her wetness was beyond apparent. Don played with her swollen up clit and touched my testes at the same time. My toes curled. My fingers arched. I played with her chest, and alternated by sucking on his big cock even more, so wishing I wouldn't wake up from this dream of pleasure. Amy came all over my cock, shuddering in delight, and then she had a wicked smile and mischievous look. "Fuck Don. Show him that he is a bitch." No problem! Soon I had with her juices and lube, bent him over and hammered him while his wife fingered herself. Amy made my balls feel good as I thrust deeper, and while at first Don sounded like he would cry, I could see he was hard. He started jerking off and exploded all over me as I rammed in with more determination. I felt his wife's hands on my waist, as I unloaded like a cannon that had been sitting with primer waiting for a charge. Oh yes my cum went inside him, with Amy smiling, her tits looking phenomenal, as she sucked my sperm dribbling down his legs. It was a good night as we went it again later, and soon we had a wonderful night of romps quite regularly, and nothing like having the best of both worlds.