Free Hot Dates 2: Living as a Shared Wife by Kirsten McCurran

our guest and when he turned I was staring at him.
    “Jay seemed like a nice guy,” I said.
    “He is. I always have to keep that line between being boss and friend, but he’s definitively a guy I’d hang out with.”
    “Yeah, I can see that. And I guess you trust him.”
    “What do you mean? I trust all my guys. They wouldn’t be working for me if I didn’t.”
    “You left him alone with your wife, who isn’t wearing very much.”
    Dave grinned. “I guess I must. I know how hard you are to resist. Maybe I trust you and that’s why I left him alone with you.”
    “I think you know better than that. You know what a little slut you wife can be.” I unhooked my bikini top behind my neck and let the halter straps hang forward, peeling the top down to just above my nipples, which were hard from the cool air inside. “Or maybe you were counting on that.”
    Dave looked confused, like he couldn’t quite tell if I was kidding or not. “You know I wouldn’t mess around with a guy from work.” And now I couldn’t tell if he was sincere.
    “I don’t know. You’re really into watching me fuck other guys, and you know how much I like guys like Jay. Maybe you couldn’t resist the temptation.” I took another step closer to him. I cupped both breasts and shivered as my thumbs stroked my nipples.
    “It doesn’t sound like I’m the one who had trouble resisting temptation. I think Jay really made your panties wet.”
    “Could be,” I teased.
    Dave pressed a hand between my thighs. I gasped. He traced my lips through the bikini bottom, leaving a little dark spot. I looked up at him, the desire naked on my face. He grinned. Dave knew what I needed and he loved it when I was weak like this. I was his to play with.
    “Someone’s pretty damned horny,” he said.
    “I thought you left me alone with Jay for a reason,” I murmured. My hands smoothed his t-shirt over his chest. My husband was just about as muscular as Jay, but he just didn’t do as much of the daily labor since he was stuck running the business. But I knew my sexy husband would never let himself go.
    “You really wanted it, didn’t you?” Dave kept rubbing my pussy and pulled the ponytail out of my hair before caressing my neck. His fingers, laced in my hair, tugged just enough to excite me. “I don’t know who wanted him more, you or Jana. Jay could have had a crazy threesome with two suburban MILFs.”
    “Probably,” I breathed. I recalled my last threesome, with our friends in the cabin, and thinking about sharing a hot guy like Jay was exciting. I knew it would become a competition between Jana and I to see who could get crazier. I suspected Jana didn’t have many limits. “But I don’t think Neil likes to share the way you do.”
    “Oh, I think we’d be cool with it if he got to watch. He’d finally get to see you naked. He’d be so focused on that he’d probably forget his wife was there.”
    “You want Neil to fuck me too, don’t you?”
    “That would be fun to watch.”
    My pussy throbbed when I thought about our forbidden lifestyle being exposed to our neighbors. Dave was right, Neil would love a chance to fuck me—if all those looks were any indication. God, what would they think if they knew my husband wanted me to have sex with other men? They would think he was crazy and I was a slut.
    We moved farther into the house—me walking backwards while Dave guided me with gentle tugs on my hair. He spun me when we reached the stairs and pushed me forward. My knees landed on the carpeted runner in the center, but my shins still banged painfully into the edge. He yanked the bottom of my bikini down and I kicked it away, wanting to spread my legs for my husband. I rested my elbows on a higher step. It was an awkward position, but I loved that he had to have me right there, right then. His cock slipped over my wet lips, splitting them when I pushed back.
    “Fuck me,” I begged.
    “That’s what you wanted to tell Jay, isn’t