The rematch, Plus One
written by:
The Lucky One

The Rematch, Plus one

Not to very long ago, I had the great pleasure and fortune of meeting Tom and Marcia. It is not necessary to read the story titled "The Blind Squirrel" to get the gist of this story, but it might lend some insight into this tale.

After having spent a glorious two days of unexpected wonderful sex with Marcia, who just happens to be Tom's beautiful wife, the three of us decided to not only keep in touch, but to plan to meet again for a rematch.

As the emails went back and forth, we all learned a little more about each other.

Tom was a very successful business man in a small mid western town. Marcia did not work and did the required social and family things required to keep all the proper people happy. They seemed and actually were very happy.

They confided in me that although they had spoken of inviting another man into their bedroom, it had never happen until that wonderful night at the hotel. They had no regrets or second thoughts and said that they looked forward to a repeat performance.

I had also enjoyed the night with them, and felt as though I had died and gone to heaven when they suggested a repeat

On occasion during our conversations, the subject of my wife and her knowledge, or lack there of, of our little romp was discussed. I had made it quite clear that , my wife Rhonda, was not aware of the evening's events and I strongly suspected that if she became aware, there would be hell to pay.

As the months passed, it seemed that it was difficult for us to fit our schedules to allow another night together.

Finally, it turned out that we would all be in Anytown, again on the same night. The only problem was that Rhonda had decided to accompany me on this trip to do some shopping. There was no way in hell that I tell her not to come with me without starting WWIII.

Rhonda and I had been married for over twenty years. We are very much in love. I believe our marriage, family life and sex life are normal. Like most couples, we have had our ups and downs, but still enjoyed an active sex life. Rhonda was always ready for a good evening of love making And occasionally, we could get quite inventive and spontaneous. The one thing that we had never seriously discussed was, inviting either another person or couple into our bedroom. The subject had been passively approached on a few occasions, but never really seemed to be a subject that was open to further discussion.

A few times, after several cocktails, we would enjoy a little "dirty talk" during sex. Once or twice, as I was licking her tasty pussy or slowly sliding my cock in and out of her pussy, I would ask her to close her eyes and think of one of our friends and imagine him doing the licking or fucking. Her response to this on those occasions was good. She would push her pussy a little harder against my tongue or lift her ass a little higher in the air, and when she came, it seemed just a little more profound.

Once or twice, after a session like that, I would see if I could feel her out as to her desires to actually do something like that, but the conversation was always cut short and it was plain to see that should I continue, bad shit would happen.

I relayed to Tom and Marcia the fact that Rhonda would be with me the evening we were to meet. They both said that although they had been looking forward to a repeat of our last meeting, they looked forward to seeing me again and meeting Rhonda. They both assured me that they would not give the slightest clue as to the events of our prior meeting and hopefully, we all would have an enjoyable dinner and a few drinks.

I had told Rhonda about meeting this nice couple while I was on my last trip to Anytown and that we had kept in touch, so when I told her that I had emailed then to see if they would be in town and they had suggested we all have dinner together, she thought it was a great idea.

Tom and Marcia were a class act. I had no fear that they would do anything to give Rhonda a clue as to the events of our last meeting. I felt that we all would get along just great.

I hoped that Marcia and Rhonda would get along well. They were both about the same age, enjoyed the same social life, and were both very beautiful women for their age. Rhonda was a just slight taller then Marcia and wore her dark black hair shoulder length. Both had great figures, Marcia being the more petite, and Rhonda having the larger breasts. Both women took good care of their bodies and carried themselves well.

Tom and I had gotten on well the first time we met. We both had the same interests, such as sports, business and politics. I was sure we would continue to cultivate a growing friendship. Unfortunately, we both would not be able to enjoy the pleasures of his wife on this trip.

The day arrived and Rhonda and I checked into the hotel and were in the process of unpacking when the phone rang.

Rhonda answered and by listening to only her side of the conversation, I could tell that she was talking to Marcia and that they had arranged a time for us all to meet for drinks.

"Marcia seems quite pleasant. They suggested that we all meet in the bar around seven for a drink. I said that it was ok. I hope that was ok with you"

I said that it was and continued hanging my clothes in the closet. As I watched Rhonda doing the same, I thought that maybe tonight would be fun anyway. Rhonda always seemed to loosen up a bit when we were away from the house and routine. I had no visions of a foursome but looking at her walking around unpacking and wearing only her panties and bra, I felt a bottle of wine or two and we would have fun chasing each other around the room.

We all met around seven. Introductions were made and before long everyone appeared to be getting along just fine. Marcia and Rhonda had decided to accompany each other on a shopping spree the next day and were busy planning the day. Tom and I were talking about the up and downs (mostly downs) of our local NFL team.

The drinks went down nicely, the time passed by swiftly. We wondered into the restaurant, enjoyed a great meal and a couple of bottles of wine and were soon back in the bar enjoying an after dinner drink.

A small combo was playing and we all danced a little, exchanged partners and in general, enjoyed a nice evening with friends. As with most couples, the girls had been talking about whatever girls talk about and we men had been solving all the world problems. The more we Drank, the easier the problems were to solve.

Time passed on and it was getting time to leave. I asked the waiter for a bottle of wine and to take to the room and for the check. Rhonda told me that she would meet me in the room. She said that Marcia had a dress that she wanted her to see and that they would leave now and she would be in the room in a minute or so.

Tom stayed with me and we signed our tabs. As we got on the elevator and realized that we were once again on the same floor, we both laughed and I said "Isn't this how it all began?"

Neither of us realized until we stopped in front of our doors that our rooms were adjoining. Another smile and we said our good nights.

I entered our room. There was no sign of Rhonda but the door between the two rooms was open and I could hear her voice.

I put the wine in the ice bucket as I wandered over to the door. The sight that caught my eye when I stood at the door was interesting to say the least. Rhonda had her back to me and was facing Tom, who had just entered his door. Marcia was sitting on the bed. The funny part was that from my view, I was looking at the back of my beautiful wife wearing only her panties and matching bra. She was holding a dress up to her front side to prevent Tom from seeing such a nice view. What she did not realize was that she was standing in front of a full length mirror so, in fact, Tom also had a very nice view of her sweet little ass.

Rhonda is always a pleasant drunk. By that I mean, she doesn't get crazy or completely change her personality. She just loosens up a little. I was sure that she was not ready to drop the dress and display herself to Tom, but also she was not in a panic. I do recall from our college days a few group skinny dip events, so I decided to just see how she would get out of this.

Marcia, told Tom that Rhonda had wanted to try on the dress and that they hadn't realized that We would be coming up so quickly. She told Tom that she was embarrassing Rhonda and that He should leave for a few minutes.

Rhonda said. "No Tom, you don't have to leave. This is your room and you don't have to leave because of me. I am quite sure that you have seen a woman in her underwear before". With that said, she lowered the dress enough to both step into it.

Being the dirty old men that we were, both Tom and I got a great view of my wife's sweet ass bending over to step into the dress and also a quick peek into her bra.

As Rhonda pulled the dress into place she turned to Marcia and asked her to please zip her up. Marcia jumped up and started working on the zipper and Tom and I just watched in delight. I am sure that our minds were wandering but our eyes were focused.

Oh Well, the show was over. Marcia and Rhonda had gone into the other room to properly adjust the dress and Tom and I had opened a bottle of wine and poured four glasses.

The ladies appeared. Rhonda looked great in the dress that Marcia had let her try on and we all were having a good laugh over the whole thing.

Two glasses of wine later, Rhonda decided that it was time to call it a night. I really think that the Events had made her a little horny and she wanted to get me alone. (I had no problem with that)

Rhonda turned to Tom, and said. "Well I guess you are going to get another show as I return this dress to Marcia and leave."

I thought that Marcia was opening her mouth to tell Rhonda that she could borrow a robe But was I wrong.

As Rhonda stepped out of the dress, she soon realized that she was sans bra. Apparently While the two of them had been in the bathroom making adjustments on the dress, they had decided that the dress looked best braless.

There stood by beautiful wife in only her little panties.

It took a second or two for Rhonda to realize just what we were laughing at. It was one of those situations where it was just impossible to keep a straight face. Even Rhonda cracked a smile.

Marcia walked to the bathroom, grabbed a robe and offered it to Rhonda. Rhonda donned the robe, handed her the dress and said "thank you".

As we continued to laugh about the little show, Tom filled our glasses.

My knowing that three of the four of us were more then willing to push this a little gave me the idea to see what I could make happen.

"Tom, that's not fair. You got your own private show from my wife, and all I get is a glass of wine".

I could sense that Tom and Marcia picked up on where I was trying to go and played along just enough to not make Rhonda suspect anything.

Marcia looked at Tom and said. "I see that look in you eye. Don't you go getting any ideas". I have no intention of taking my clothes off."

Tom and I good naturedly picked on Marcia and I defended Rhonda saying she would not feel so embarrassed if you put on a little show.

Rhonda said that there was no need for Marcia to do any such thing. She didn't feel bad and it was all among friends.

Tom was still getting a very nice view of Rhonda's tits as the robe loosened when she sat.

Marcia realized that the moment was slipping away. She stood up, unbuttoned the front of her dress and let it drop to the floor. There she stood in her tiny white panties. The sight of her body brought back some very nice memories. I even was able to notice a little wet spot.

I looked to Rhonda and she was staring at Marcia just as we were. I am not sure of the reason. I guess I would chalk it up to the wine but Rhonda just let the robe slip from her shoulders and fall to the floor.

There it was boys and girls. Both of our wives were sitting before us in nothing but panties and I also noticed a little wet spot in the front of Rhonda's panties.

Tom raised his glass and said. "Ladies and gents, I think this calls for a drink."

With that, we all silently raised our glasses, clinked them together and took a drink. I think everyone in the room knew something was going to happen it was just that no one knew just how to proceed.

Of all people, it was Rhonda who made the next move. "OK gentlemen, now it is your turn. Show us what you got."

We all looked at each other. Tom and I nodded to each other and dropped our trousers. It was impossible to hide the raging erections that we each had. Marcia said. "Keep it going boys or we will take them off for you".

With that, Marcia who was sitting closest to me grabbed my boxers and pulled them to my knees. Out popped my erection.

Rhonda hesitated just a few seconds, than did the same to Tom.

There we were, Tom and I standing there at attention and the girls sitting there with erect nipples and wet panties, staring at us.

Tom looked at Rhonda and politely asked, "Might I have the pleasure of removing your panties? Rhonda quickly looked at me for guidance. I nodded my approval and she rose and stood in front of Tom. Tom slowly lowered her panties and discovered a completely shaved pussy.

Rhonda had just last week decided to do that. Normally she kept a neat little patch.

Marcia stood in front of me and I slowly lowered her panties and as I did it brought back the memory of the last time I had seen this. I hoped that I would get to taste it again tonight.

I noticed Tom had a hand on the back of Rhonda's ass and the other was gently stroking the outside of her pussy.

I never knew just how I would react to seeing someone else playing with my wife like this but right now it seemed great.

It was Marcia who broke the spell just a little. She stepped back, sat down and began to speak.

"I don't know just what brought us to this point, and I don't care. We all have just met and obviously we enjoy each others company. Where we go from here, what we do, and who we do depends on just how everyone feels. Tom and I have discussed just such an event while having fantasy chats. I feel quite confident I know his feels and that he knows mine. Rhonda how do you feel about all this?"

"Unlike you and Tom, Steve and I have never even talked about something like this. I just never thought that we would ever find ourselves in this position. I have never cheated on Steve. Of course we all have fantasies but those don't count. I am not going to blame the wine. I know what I am doing. We probably will never be in a position like this again. If Steve says its ok, then I think that we should throw the rulebook away for one night and fulfill our desires."

As Tom and I looked at each other thinking "Man this is going to be good", Rhonda stood up. She walked over to Marcia put her hand around her waist and kissed her. Their lips parted and they embraced.

As they eased their way over to the bed, I was totally surprised to see Rhonda take the lead in this. This was going to be a night to remember.

Marcia and Rhonda lay on the bed, exploring each other. Tentatively at first, gently caressing a breast, softly stroking between each others legs.

Rhonda looked up at Tom and me and said. "This is a spectator sport gentlemen"

I looked at Tom. He was in exactly the same condition that I was. We both had this look of amazement, accompanied by a raging hard on. There might be questions to be answered tomorrow, but for tonight, the order of the day was "go for it".

I neared the bed. I still had the feeling that one wrong move, and we all would awake from this at dream. I wanted to put my face between Marcia's legs and taste the sweet pussy that I remembered from a few months ago, but felt it best to go slowly with Rhonda watching. Both Tom and I sat on the edge of the bed, watching the girls exploring each other. Both seemed a little unaware of what to do next. Rhonda had made the initial statement by kissing Marcia but I think she needed a little push to take it to the next level.

I lay on the bed beside Rhonda and Tom positioned himself between the girls. I rolled on my side, and took one of Rhonda's breasts in my mouth. The sweet familiar taste of my wife's body And the aroma of her perfume led me on. Rhonda always seemed to enjoy having her tits sucked. It was not impossible to lick, suck and nibble on her nipples and lead her to a climax.

I slid my hand down her stomach and when I reached her freshly shaved pussy, I felt another hand. Tom was gently stroking her pussy. Still caressing her nipple, I looked around and saw that Tom was also playing with Marcia's pussy and both women seemed quite content to let it continue.

Marcia had Tom's cock in her hand and was alternating between his balls and his cock. I slowly sat up and positioned myself between Rhonda's legs in a sitting position to better observe the action.

After a few minutes, Tom moved his hand to each ladies mouth. He had placed the hand that had been in Rhonda's pussy to the lips of his wife Marcia and the hand that had Marcia's juices to Rhonda's lips.

Both ladies parted their lips and accepted the fingers tasting of the others pussy.

"If you ladies would like a few minutes together, I am sure that Steve and I would find it quite enjoyable to wait our turn"

With that, Tom eased himself to the foot of the bed and Rhonda rolled over to embrace Marcia. It seemed obvious that both women wanted to explore each other. Hands roamed, soon their bodies were moving to better position themselves to accomplish and satisfy their needs.

The next several minutes were a ballet of bodies. The ladies seemed to move in unison. At one point, Rhonda just looked at Marcia's body and gently moved her hands over her breasts, and slowly slid her hand down toward the small strip of hair above her wet pussy.

As Tom and I watch from the foot of the bed, I could not help but think that I would have bet the house and kids that this scene would never have happened. Good thing I was not a gambling man.

As casually as though we were shaking hands, Tom's hand slipped around my cock. There was no look, and for the life of me, it seemed natural. I mean here we were watching our wives enjoying each others bodies. I felt no sense my manhood being threatened, or any other such feeling. Tom was watching the ladies and stroking my cock just as I had been doing.

That little scene want no further, nor did I feel it would have. Our attention was taken by the sight of Marcia's nice ass. She had positioned herself on her knees and was bent over licking Rhonda's pussy. Her pussy and asshole just happened to be directly in front of my face, not more then a foot away.

Well, my daddy always said, "When opportunity knocks, always try and take advantage." I always tried to listen to my daddy. I put one hand on each of her rounded ass cheeks and slip my tongue into Marcia's pussy. I don't think that she knew which of us was doing the licking but I don't think it really mattered to her. I slid my tongue from her pussy to her ass, penetrating both and alternating back and forth. While doing so, I used one hand to stroke Marcia's clit and on occasion put a finger or two into her soaking wet pussy.

As I was running my tongue over her pussy, I took the fingers that had been in her pussy and rubbed them over her asshole. The juices from her sweet love hole easily lubricated her asshole so I slid one, then two fingers slowly into Marcia's ass.

As I did so, I felt her shudder and a very audible moan was heard coming from her lips, which were still very actively eating my lovely wife Rhonda.

Tom had quickly lost interest in my cock and moved to the head of the bed. Rhonda was enjoying the attention given her by Marcia's tongue and had seemed to be having one continuous orgasm. She was still aware of a large cock just in front of her face. She placed her hand around his stiff shaft and slowly led it in the direction of her mouth. Tom, needing no coaxing, assisted her in her task, and soon she had Tom's cock sliding into her mouth.

Meanwhile, I decided to replace my tongue with my cock. While on my knees, I eased my cock into Marcia's waiting pussy. By now she had realized that it was my cock in her pussy because she had noticed her husbands cock sliding in an out of my wife's mouth.

Wow! This was great. My cock was enjoying the great feeling of Marcia's pussy. My wife was sucking my friend's cock and life was good. "How could things get any better then this?" As I was having that thought, I took notice of Marcia's asshole. It was moving in rhythm as my cock slid in and out of her pussy, and it seemed to be calling for me. I started to play with her lonely asshole again, and was lubricating it with the ample juices coming from her pussy.

I slid one, then another finger deeper into her ass, and with each stroke, she pushed back against my fingers.

I removed my soaking cock from her pussy and rubbed it around her ass. Slowly, I eased my throbbing cock into Marcia's welcoming asshole. I had slowly eased about half of my manhood into her ass when another memory from the past returned. Marcia emitted a deep guttural grown and came all over the bed. Her pussy gushed juices and spurted and spat her cum all over Rhonda's legs and the bed. The shower scene from our previous meeting returned but I think that this topped this by a gallon or two.

Trying to keep myself from dropping my load just yet, looked around and saw my wife still sucking on Tom cock. I managed to roll over on my back and lay on the bed without my cock losing its place in that tight asshole.

The shift in position had not been lost to Tom. He slowly eased his cock from Rhonda's mouth and moved to the foot of the bed.

As he was doing so, Marcia looked to him and said. "Yes Tom, you know what I have always wondered about. Put your cock in my pussy as Steve fucks my ass"

Knowing when to be an obedient husband, Tom eased his cock into his wife's pussy. It slipped in easily. "Hell, there was so much pussy juice present, we needed life jackets." I as felt Tom's cock easing into Marcia's pussy, our cocked separated only by a thin wall of tissue, I could hold it no longer. I pushed my cock all the way in Marcia's ass and shot my load of cum deep into her ass. I seemed to cum forever but finally felt the last of my white fluids ease from my cock.

Tom had not cum. I felt he had another target, and I surely could not deny him the pleasure of fucking my wife since as I was easing my cock from the asshole of his beautiful wife my cum was slipping from her ass.

While Tom and I had been double fucking his wife, my wife Rhonda had been sucking and stroking Marcia's tits and on occasion checking the condition of Marcia's tonsils with her tongue.

It seemed quite evident that Rhonda need a cock in her pussy and as Tom eased his cock from his wife's pussy, Rhonda wasted no time in guiding it to her own love hole.

Marcia was lying on the bed beside Rhonda completely spent. I lay on the other side of my wife watching as Tom slowly eased the full length of his cock into Rhonda's waiting pussy. Rhonda put her one hand on my cock and caressed my semi hard cock. I eased my way to the head of the bed, and while Tom continued pounding his cock into my wife, Rhonda placed the tip on my cock in mouth to taste the combined juices on Marcia and me.

It was strange watching my wife being fucked by another man. I was surely enjoying it, but still it was strange. I believed my wife when she had earlier said that she had never cheated on me. I guess that somewhere in her fantasy world, she had always had a desire to do just what we were now doing. I just had never said the right words to get her to reveal those fantasies to me.

As I was processing those thoughts, the action started to heat up even more. Marcia had begun to play with Rhonda's pussy and was rubbing her clit between her fingers.

Tom's pace was increasing and Rhonda's let go of my cock and was becoming totally captured by the feeling building in her body.

"OH, my God. Cum in my pussy as I cum all over your cock. Please cum now. Please."

Tom could hold it no longer. He thrust his cock fully into my wife's pussy and unloaded his cum. He seemed to soot forever but finally eased up and fell into her embrace.

As we all slowly came back to earth, we were a tangled mess of bodies lying in a cum filled soaking bed. What could be better? I thing that everyone had fulfilled a hidden fantasy or two.

My thoughts of any regrets that Rhonda might be experiencing were put to rest when she whispered, just barely audible to all of us. "I believe this bed is all used up, Steve and I have one just like it. I vote for some sleep and maybe then round 2. Any takers?"