My Wife and My College Buddy

The light on my office phone began to blink, indicating an incoming call, and when I picked up the receiver, my former college roommate Ron was on the other end. We had not talked in years, so it was a pleasant surprise to hear from him again. He was in town for a few days on business, did I want to meet someplace for a drink, and to catch up? I was happy to do so, we picked a place near his hotel, said our goodbyes, and I got back to work. Later, I left the office, and drove to the place we had picked. Walking in, I spotted Ron seated at the bar, and walked over and greeted my old friend. Grabbing our drinks, we moved to a table, and found out what the other had been up to. Ron was in pharmaceutical sales, and traveled everywhere in the States. Unlike me, he was still single.

"Never found one that caught my eye," he said, "but I've auditioned several." Ah, Ron, still a cocksman. More than once, I had to sleep in the lounge while Ron fucked his latest pussy in our dorm room.

Our conversation turned to my wife Sue, and our marriage. I let Ron see the pictures of Sue that were on my phone, forgetting that I had taken several of her in her bikini on vacation.

"Wow, she is a total fox, you are a lucky dude." he said, handing the phone back. Sue is 5-5, with dark brown hair, dark eyes with high cheekbones. She was very lush and curvy in college, and has put on a few pounds since, but it only enhances her appeal. Her boobs, which used to be jutting D cups, have grown into pendulous DDs that lay on her chest, with brownish pink nipples the size of grapes. Her ass is ample but shapely, and in front she has a nice bush of pubic hair that runs down on either side of her pussy lips. She has a definite earth mother look that I have always found very erotic. As we chatted, he wanted to know if we had a solid marriage. I told him I felt we had a great relationship, and loosened by the alcohol, added that it was great in and out of the bedroom, with a laugh. Ron of course wanted details.

"Do you and Sue ever do anything wild, like swinging?" he asked.

"Oh hell no," I laughed. "Sue likes sex, but she's a one man woman, and would never consider doing it with another guy." This led to a good-natured argument, with Ron maintaining that all women would stray, given the right opportunity, and me maintaining that other women might, but Sue would not. He finally gave up, and we moved on to other topics before calling it a night. When I got home, I laughingly told Sue that he was the same old Ron.

"Is he was going to be in town for a few days, we should have him over for a meal." she said. I told her I'd ask him, and off to bed we went. Later, I lay in bed, thinking about what Ron had said about women having sex with another guy, if they had the right opportunity. I wondered if I was right about my wife. Our sex life was good, not spectacular, and Sue had never mentioned wanting anything more. I was surprised when the thought of another man sticking his cock in my wife made my cock get hard.

The next day, my phone buzzed, and it was a text from Ron. "You up for a drink after work?"

"Only if we have fewer than last night." I texted back. I got an LOL back, and said to meet him in the bar at his hotel, and he would buy first round. A few hours later, we were sitting at a table and sipping our drinks, and I told Ron that Sue wanted him to come over for dinner. He was happy to take us up on the offer, he said, and was looking forward to meeting Sue. I gave him the address, and set a time for the following evening. The next day came and went, and right on time, the doorbell rang. The three of us shared drinks and a few laughs while waiting on the food. I noticed that Sue was polite, but did not respond to Ron's more risqué comments. I had wondered how she would act around my good looking buddy and his off-color humor. Ron was 6-1, a chiseled 180, with short blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. Women had always melted at his charm. Remembering our discussion about women craving sex with strange men, it appeared he was wrong, at least where Sue was concerned. Dinner passed, and we had a few more drinks, then Sue excused herself, saying she had an early start the next day. Watching her hips swing as she crossed the room, I noticed Ron was also checking out Sue's round ass. After she left, Ron commented "You're a lucky guy, you should never leave her alone with another guy."

"I'm not worried about Sue." I replied.

"How do you know, has she been in that situation?" he asked. "Any woman, given the chance, would have sex with another man, if she was attracted to him," he insisted.

"That may be true of some women, but not Sue. And besides, she showed no interest in you, and ignored all your sly little comments." I replied.

"You noticed that, huh? Did that offend you?" he asked.

"No, it was all in good fun." I replied, taking a drink. "But she did shut you down."

Ron then stated that Sue had acted as she did because I was in the room. "How would she act if it had been just her and I?"

"We'll never know, will we?" I laughed.

Ron also laughed, and said he had better get back to the hotel, and I let him out the door. His words stuck with me for some reason. What would Sue do, if she were alone with Ron? Would she still hold him at arms length, or we would she be more receptive?

The next day, my phone buzzed again. It was Ron, he was held over for a few more days, and asked if I had time after work. I enjoyed his company, so I agreed. After work, I met him in the bar across from my office. He was quieter than usual, and I kidded him about it. "I have a proposal for you, a dare if you will." he said with a grin.

"Ok, what is it?" I asked.

Ron leaned forward, and said he wanted to put Sue to the test, and over the next few minutes laid out his plan. I sat back, and mulled over what he had just said. I was hesitant, but also curious. And the fact that I would be present for the encounter made it more palatable, so I agreed.

"Now, if I'm right, and Sue responds to my advances, will you let it play out?" he asked. I was tempted to stop it right there, but there was that thought in back of my head, that I really wanted to see what she would do.

I looked Ron in the eye, took a drink, and said "Yes, you can take it as far as Sue will let you, and I won't step in."

The plan was set for the following evening. When I arrived at home, I asked Sue if we could entertain Ron for dinner again, his last night in town? She readily agreed, and the plan was in motion. The next day, I sent Sue a text, that I had a big problem at work, had to stay late, and we'd have to cancel our dinner plans with Ron. I said I'd take care of calling him. Then, I left work early, to make sure I arrived home before Sue. A storage room in our home offered a view of both the living room, and of part of the bedroom. I made myself comfortable, and right on time Sue walked in the door. She was dressed in a thin button up blouse, and a skirt that ended just above her knees. As I watched, she went to the bedroom, and pulled off her panty hose, leaving only her thong under her skirt. She next unbuttoned the top two buttons of her top, and walked to the kitchen. She had poured a glass of wine, and was sitting on the couch when the doorbell rang. It was Ron, carrying another bottle of wine.

"Hi, where's your husband?" he asked.

"Oh no, did he not call you?" she asked. "He had to stay late at work, and may not get home until very late." She let Ron in, and they talked a bit. "Well, since you are here, and you brought my favorite wine, the least I can do is feed you. Help me set the table." she said. I could not see the kitchen or dining room, but I could catch parts of the conversation. I heard Ron ask if he could refill Sue's glass, and she readily accepted. After the third refill, I began to worry a little.

As they were clearing the dishes, I heard Ron say "Is it okay if I stay a while? I'm enjoying your company, and the wine."

"Sure, as long as the wine holds out." she answered, giggling. Then they came into view, Ron carrying the bottle and two glasses. Sue was barefoot, and another button on her blouse was unfastened. He sat them on the coffee table, and sat down on the couch next to my wife. I was nervous about what would happen next. I could tell Sue was tipsy, she was grinning and talkative, and her face was flushed. She'd laugh and lean her shoulder into Ron's arm, having a great time. Ron smoothly lay his arm onto the back of his couch, and shortly Sue sat back and lay her head on his arm. She sighed, and closed her eyes. Ron slid closer, closing the small gap between them, then leaned over and kissed Sue.

"Ron, we can't." she said after a few seconds, gently pushing him back. But, she didn't move away from him, and left her head tilted back on his arm.

"You're a very pretty woman." Ron said in a husky voice.

"Well, you are a handsome man, and you smell good too." Sue responded, and giggled again. She turned and looked at him, and Ron leaned in to kiss her again. She turned her head away, but Ron kissed her on the cheek anyway, then placed his free hand on her chin, and turned her face back to him. Sue put up no resistance, and when he kissed her on the lips, she kissed him back. I had a good view, and I could tell when Ron slipped his tongue into Sue's mouth. She gave a tiny jerk, then relaxed and tongued him back. By now, I was mesmerized at what I was seeing. My wife was French kissing my college roommate, and seemed to like it, a lot.

Ron slowly moved his hand away from her face, and let it slide down her arm, then over onto her breast. Sue broke the kiss, and gave Ron a look while taking his hand away, and placing it on her shoulder. Then to my surprise, she put her hand on the back of his head, and pulled his mouth back to hers. Ron moved his hand from her shoulder to her back, and started stroking her back slowly. After a few minutes, he moved his hand back to her belly, then slid his hand up, cupping her breast from below. Sue gave another small jerk, but let him fondle her this time. It was all I could do to control my breathing, not wanting to give myself away. I wanted to send her a text or something, to break things up, but I couldn't move, and I remembered the agreement. Finally, without breaking the kiss, Sue took his hand away, and pushed it to his lap, and I breathed a silent sigh of relief.

But, Ron was persistent. Still kissing Sue passionately, he moved his hand over onto her leg. When she offered no resistance, he started caressing her leg, gradually moving her skirt upward. Sue's only response was to pull him in tighter. Emboldened, Ron slipped his hand under her skirt, and cupped her pussy through her thong. Sue moaned, and threw her head back, letting Ron rub her pussy. He leaned in and kissed her on the neck. By now her skirt was up to her hips, and I could see that her thong was soaked with her juices.

"No!" Sue said in a hoarse voice, and pulled Ron's hand away from her crotch. He continued to kiss and tongue her neck, and she held him tight, her eyes closed and breathing heavy. Ron's hand went back to her chest, and I watched as he deftly undid the last two buttons, exposing her bra. She was wearing a low cut bra that exposed a lot of her boobs, and Ron ran his hand over them, rubbing and squeezing. Sue didn't move, allowing Ron to fondle her at will. His next move was to pull down the cups away from her boobs, exposing her nipples. He took one in his hand, and ran his thumb over the nipple, causing Sue to gasp and shudder. My brain was screaming stop, but I was rooted to the floor.. Ron now leaned down, and took one of Sue's nipples in his mouth, sucking it in. Sue wrapped both arms around his shoulders, and pulled him into her bosom. The look on her face was pure lust. Ron still had one hand free, and moved it to her crotch again, this time shoving it down inside the flimsy thong.

"Ooooooh" she moaned, and shuddered. I realized Ron was fingering her clit, and all her resistance had melted away.

By now, my cock was straining to get out, so I quietly opened my pants, and took it in my hand. On cue, Sue did the same, dropping her hand to Ron's crotch, and started rubbing his bulge through his clothes. Ron pulled away from sucking on her nipple, stood up, and pulled Sue to her feet. She simply stared at him as he unfastened the last two buttons on her top, and pushed it off her shoulders, then reaching behind her unsnapped her bra in one smooth motion. It fell away, allowing her boobs to drop onto her chest again. Kneeling down, he removed her skirt and thong, then stood up and started rapidly unbuttoning his shirt. Sue stood with her hands at her sides, naked, watching Ron undress. He pushed his slacks and boxers to his feet, and stood up, letting Sue see his cock for the first time. Her eyes opened wide, and her hand went to her mouth. Ron stepped out of his pants, and I glimpsed his cock. It was big, very big, perhaps 9 inches, and thick, the shaft thicker than the flared head. It curved upward from its base of blonde pubic hair, proud and hard.

"Oh my God!" Sue whispered, raising a hand to her mouth.

"Do you like it?" Ron asked her. She just nodded, staring at the jutting shaft. Ron stepped closer to her, took her in his arms, and kissed her. I could see his hands slide down her back to her ass, cupping the rounded globes and squeezing them. Sue was on her toes, pressing her body into his, grinding into his cock.

Breaking the kiss, Ron lowered Sue to the deep carpet. She lay back, her arms above her head, looking at him kneeling between her legs. He pushed his cock down to her wet cunt lips, and rubbed the head against her pussy. This brought a moan from Sue, and she raised her hips, giving herself to him. Ron thrust his hips, and sunk the head into her wet cunt, bringing a gasp from her mouth. Leaning forward onto his hands, Ron held his cock just inside Sue, then pushed his hips down, and drove his thick cock into my wife. Sue cried out, and my cock twitched in my hand as I watched Sues legs fly up and apart. I could see the thick shaft stretching her as he began to pump it in and out. I started jacking my own cock as I watched as my wife got a real fucking, her legs up in the air, her head thrown back, eyes closed and mouth open. Each time Ron shoved it in her, she would grunt and moan. They looked and sounded like animals in heat, grunting and moaning as they clung to each other, joined together by the thick shaft. It was an amazing sight. I never dreamed I would ever see my wife this way. Her face was a picture of ecstasy, the long thick cock in her touching places no man had ever touched, and giving her sensations she had never experienced. It went on and on, Ron breathing hard and raspy, his hips never faltering as he fucked her, and Sue writhing beneath him.

He was picking up speed, and I could hear his body slapping against hers, and see his ball sac smacking against her ass. Now Sue had her arms wrapped around his back, and her face buried against his neck. Ron had let his whole body down on hers, letting Sue bear his weight as he hammered into her. I couldn't hold back, and shot a big wad of cum onto the closet door, followed by several more, but I kept my eyes on the big shaft pistoning in and out of my wife's red and dripping pussy.

"Aaaaah!" she cried out. She gripped Ron's back and dug her heels into his legs as her orgasm hit her. Arching her back, she let out another cry. Ron was right behind her, giving her two more hard strokes, and driving his cock in her to the base as he unloaded his cum into her. They lay there, panting like dogs, the sweat shining on their bodies. Ron rolled off Sue, and she staggered to her feet, and made her way to the bathroom. He just lay there, spent, his cock still semi-hard on his belly. Sue came out and tossed a towel to him, then went to the bedroom and put on a robe. She came back out, and watched as he wiped himself off, and slowly stood up.

"I think you better go, he may be home any minute." she said. Ron nodded and dressed, then walked up to Sue and out his hands on her shoulders. She stood, looking at the floor, her arms crossed over her chest.

"You are one hell of a woman." he said.

"Thank you." she said, with a weak smile. Ron tried to kiss her, but she turned her head, so he let her go, and left. Sue stood for a moment, then shook her head and walked to the bathroom. When I heard the shower, I left the house, retrieved my car, and pulled back into the garage. I sat in the car for a moment before entering the house. Sue came out the bathroom in her robe, a towel wrapped around her head. She walked straight to me, embraced and kissed me, and said how glad she was to see me. I kissed her back, and told her I loved her.

"I love you too. I'd like to show how much, but I started my period, so you will have to wait a few days." she said as she held me close. I just smiled, guessing her pussy was sore from the fucking Ron had given her. I decided to leave it alone, and never did bring it up, nor did she. I also did not hear from Ron again. I had assumed he would call or text, to gloat about how he was right, and I was wrong. But apparently he was satisfied with giving my shapely wife a fucking that I doubt she ever forgot.