When we had sex, it wasn't uncommon for her to have multiple orgasms in a single session, sometimes even chaining them together, one after another, if... she was extremely aroused. Cindy and Tina returned to the room and looked at me expectantly. "Well, what do you think, honey?" my Cindy asked, "Maybe I could try it and see what it's like?" I looked at my wife. She had this hopeful, expectant look in her eyes that reminded me of a little girl asking to go to her first school dance. I was on. I've always wanted to see another guy inside of her. I fantasize about watching her getting drilled by a big cock. Those thoughts consume most of my days. Well the day has come. Today is March 1st, and I won the bet.I finished work and headed to a local boutique to buy her an outfit to wear that night. I also picked up some flowers, and wine. I knew the day before, that I would win. She may have forgotten the bet, but I didn't. I contacted a friend I know named Steve. I met him at a. Justthe expedient disrobing that comes before showering, or changing one's wardrobe.The bed creaked as she sat on it, her pliable thigh pressing against mine.She uncapped the tube and squeezed out a large portion of cream, a clear gelthat seemed to glisten. It was cold as she applied it, stroking just one sideof my limp shaft. With seemingly endless patience she sat there, wrapping herhand around my cock with twists and pull and strokes in what seemed like amassage gone far down into the depths. Looking back to my friend before realizing that she had passed out. Lovely. When I got in he smirked at me and took my hand, and placed it on his crotch, moving it in a kneading motion, telling me that's what he wanted. I got the hint and did just that, started to work my hand against him through the pants of his extremely sexy uniform. I could feel him start to throb under my hand and I smiled slightly, biting my lower lip as I moved a little faster, causing him to utter a moan. I watched him.