Date: Mon, 11 Jun 2007 16:58:23 -0400
From: Atlanta Girls <atlantagirls@gmail.com>
Subject: Coming Back From Work

*Coming Home From Work*

*Author: Atlantagirls L.L.C.*


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(True mmf story, bi, light sub, wife sharing)

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*Coming Back From Work*

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*As you know, all of my stories are based on actual events that occurred
between my wife, me and one of our threesome partners.  Parts of these will
be added to our book or released in a collection of short stories.  We hope
you enjoy it and as always, practice safe sex, don't let minors get a hold
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Coming back from work                                                 April
11, 2007

As I pulled into the driveway his car was there, I didn't expect it and
somehow Sylvie failed to tell me as we talked during my drive.  Not knowing
what to expect, was this going to be the time where I walk in on her having
sex with him, a fantasy that we had discussed many times before or worse,
would he being zipping up his zipper as I walk in.  Not sure whether to be
sneaky or not, I grabbed the mail and headed for the door.  As I opened the
door, the dogs ran towards me and I could see both of them sitting at the
kitchen table talking and holding hands.   I kind of felt that feeling you
get when you walk into either bad news or when you where a kid and your
parents where waiting for you but they where laughing and quickly turned
towards me saying hi.  At first glance they didn't have the we just fucked
look and she was dressed in jeans and top, a little much for being at home
with our boy over.

I chose not to ask any questions but she told me that she invited him over
to talk about a few things and told me not to worry they didn't do anything.
I responded by telling them both that that was fine and if I walked in on
them having sex it would have been fun to.  She told me next time she would
make it happen so I better be sure about it.  I asked what they where
talking about and she jokingly told me "none of your business and I will
appreciate you staying out of our personal affairs" and then she told me she
wanted to talk to him about me, us, and other fun stuff.  Her smile told me
that she was happy with the conversation and wanted to tell me so bad,
almost the same way we never make it to Christmas without opening the
presents.  He gave me a hug and asked how work was, I responded fine.  She
kind of cut me off and asked if I could give her a little longer so they
could finish up their conversation.  I told her I would go downstairs and
she said she would be down in a little while and wanted to make sure I was
ok with that.  I headed for my office where I would be trying to figure out
what they where talking about.  I was unable to concentrate on anything as I
waited and every minute felt like 5.  After 30 minutes or so I heard the
door open and she asked if I needed anything and told me they where almost
finished.  I wanted to sneak up the stairs to ease drop on them but decided
to wait.  It wasn't much longer when they finished up and came down to hang
out.

They came down and he sat on the futon and she sat between his legs with a
smile on both of their faces.  I couldn't wait much longer, I was dying to
know what they where talking about so I decided to give them 10 minutes
before I start asking.  She started talking first, telling me that she
invited him over to talk about some of the things that she and I have been
working on as well as how to keep some of the common problems from
happening.  She then told me that they also discussed me.  I asked what
about me and she smiled, you know, how much you like dick and how much you
like seeing me please our boyfriend.  She told me she had to figure some
things out, discuss what she would like to see happen, what she thinks I
would like to try and hear what his thoughts where but added most of it was
about me which made me a little nervous.  Lately she hasn't been shy about
talking and even less shy about doing but that's what makes it fun.

The conversation started to turn towards me and started with her saying that
they wanted to make sure that every so often I was taken care of and they
came up with some things to try but wanted me to elaborate on what I would
like.  The questions where to the point, pretty edgy and started bringing
the shy part of me out, although I I was turned on I was having problems
getting my thoughts together.  They decided that for a while we would try
some things and if we liked them we would let it go for a while to see how
it really felt and the first thing she wanted me to get comfortable with was
giving him a blow job.  I said that I was pretty comfortable and she quickly
replied telling me that she has a little different idea of what comfortable
meant.   Not sure I wanted to hear, I threw myself on the grenade
anyway.  Almost
as if rehearsed she said she wanted me to do it more often, regularly, and
let go and find out how much I really like it.  He was agreeing with her and
she added that we all want to see your experience what you really want and
we are both going to push you to do it.  If you like sucking dick great but
we think you love sucking dick which is much different and that's what we
want to see you doing.  I couldn't hide my excitement and they could see
right through me so I thought about every expression or comment to try and
hide some of my thoughts.

She then turned the conversation on the sex and asked me to tell them what I
think would be the biggest turn on, she told me to tell them details, how
often, how, and any specifics that I thought I would like.  The tone they
used was kind of weird, almost like telling me that they both knew what I
wanted and they wanted me to admit it.  The way they talked also made me
feel like whatever I told them I would like to try was going to happen, they
wanted to please me but at the same time they knew what I was going to ask
for but hearing me say it was part of their plan.  That feeling of it's ok,
if you want us to have sex for you it's ok but we want to hear It so it's
more real and everyone understands what we are doing.  I was extremely
turned on by the way she was doing it though, I loved the feeling of my wife
and my boyfriend saying that they wanted to please me and if that meant
having sex for me then they wanted to know how.  Half way joking, Sylvie
said we should go ahead and try right now making both of the guys smile.

Telling him about a video that we watch that I always comment about, she
asked me to turn on porn to show him.  I wasn't sure which one and as she
described it I instantly knew which one it was and pulled the video up for
them to see.  As they watched the video she pointed out things to him.  At a
certain point they where doing a position and Sylvie knew that it really
turned me on and she asked if that's how I wanted it, I didn't have to
respond they both knew why and Sylvie asked him if he thought they could do
it and at the same time she put her hand on his dick and even I could see
the outline of his hard-on.  Sylvie had decided at some point that enough
was enough, she jumped up and asked him if he wanted me to take his pants
off, he was lying on his back on our futon with his feet on the ground, just
like the video and he said sure.  She didn't have to tell me, I knew when
she turned to look at me, she was starting right then.  I knelt between his
legs on the floor and started to undo his pants, since it wasn't a big deal
I wasn't paying much attention and she stopped me and told me to take my
time, make it sexy and he told me to look up at him and I started to change
the way I that I was doing it and I was enjoying it, a was rubbing my really
hard dick against his knee just to feel something against it.  She was lying
on his side both of them looking down at me while I took his pants off, when
I got to his underwear my hand lifted the top of and I purposely rubbed my
hand against his hard dick and I slowly pulled them down.  At that point I
looked at my wife who was getting extremely turned on, she was kissing his
neck and she started take her pants off, she wanted to show him how wet she
was.  As I pulled his underwear down both of my hands rubbed against his
dick and I felt much better knowing he was enjoying it as he moved so that
my hand continued touching him.  They where lying on my futon as I knelt
between his legs.  She was laying on his side and she put her hand on mine
as I was gently rubbing his dick, I wanted it in my mouth but didn't want to
seem to desperate, I was leaning against his leg and my face was less than a
foot from his cock.  She moved herself so that her head was at his dick and
she started licking it and watching me, teasing me and my face inched closer
and closer until my lips where on the other side of where she was licking
it, she took it and began sucking it and would look at both while she slowly
sucked him, he began fingering her causing her to moan with his dick in her
mouth, she took it out and pointed at me.  I began sucking his dick and she
told me to slow down, take my time and enjoy it.  She told us both that I
looked hot with a dick in my mouth and told me that it fits me pretty well
and the more I got into it the better I looked.  She moved to begin kissing
him again and she was telling him something but at that moment I didn't
really care, I could taste his pre-com and I really liked sucking him while
they both watched.  She laid on her back on top of him, moving her body down
so that her pussy was underneath the top of his dick, both of them watching
me he began fingering her inches from my face.  I was beating off at the
same time and he put his finger in my mouth at the same time and Sylvie made
a sound of approval and decided it was time.  She told me to put it in her.



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