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The few weeks following Laura’s admission of infidelity were made up of many conversations and descriptions of Laura’s week with Pat as she and her husband had sex. One thing was certain, their sex life had taken a definite upturn after her liaison with Pat. Laura and Pat would converse regularly, sometimes masturbating together as they recalled their wonderful week together. Finally, about two months after their tryst, Pat suggested that she meet John. They planned a weekend in NYC for the three of them, reserving 2 rooms just in case things didn’t work out.A month later, their son was taken to spend a few days with his grandmother and they boarded the short flight to JFK. They had arranged to stay at the same downtown hotel where Laura had stayed during the conference and to meet Pat in the hotel bar.“I’m so nervous,” said Laura. “What if you two don’t get along?”“Then we have a weekend in New York and we go home,” her husband replied. “Listen, I’m nervous too. What if you see her and decide that you want her more than you want me?”“Don’t worry, sweetheart, not gonna happen.” Just then Pat bounced into the room. John watched his wife’s face as she saw her lover, her expression changed to one of pure happiness as she jumped out of her seat to greet her lover. Showing a great deal of restraint, she limited herself to a kiss on the cheek and a hug.“John, this is my friend, Pat.” They shook hands warmly. “I took the liberty of ordering you a glass of wine,” she said to Pat as they all sat back down. After a few moments of getting to know you chit chat, John acknowledged the elephant in the room.“So, Pat, I suppose I owe you a debt of gratitude,” he began quietly. Both Pat and Laura took on a curious look. “If you and Laura hadn’t met, my sex life would still be the same old, same old, vanilla thing. Now, it’s so much more than that.” He stared directly at his wife’s girlfriend.“Well,” Pat began, “You are direct.” She took a sip of her wine. “You’re welcome?” They all laughed. “But seeing as we’re being direct, the pleasure was all mine!” She slipped her hand onto Laura’s.“Mine too,” purred Laura, leaning in for a quick, soft kiss.“Slow down, you two,” John said, “there’s time for that later.”“I’m not sure I can wait,” said Laura. “I have missed you!” Another quick kiss. The waiter wandered by at that moment asking if they wanted more drinks. They all shook their heads and John said, “We’re leaving for dinner shortly.” The ladies excused themselves to the restroom as John told the waiter to charge the drinks to his room.“Thank you, sir,” said the waiter, “You look like you have your hands full, I hope everything works out for you tonight.” He winked at John.  John smiled nervously and crossed his fingers.He waited patiently for the girls to return from the restroom. Finally, after what was way more time than was needed for your average comfort break, they returned, their faces flushed and hair a little out of place. Laura came over to her husband and kissed him.“Thank you!” she whispered. He Ankara escort looked closely at her face and noticed a smudge of lipstick different from what she was wearing.“You missed a spot!” he whispered back, wiping it off with his thumb. He winked at Pat and asked, “Where to for dinner?” She looked at Laura and raised her eyebrows, Laura nodded. “We know just the place,” she said.On the short walk to the restaurant, John was between the two ladies with their arms linked through his. A few people stared as they walked but not so many as Laura thought might do. She shrugged her shoulders, “It is New York, after all,” she thought. Dinner was excellent but John could tell that both women were eager for it to be over. As they waited for the bill, John leaned forward and beckoned the girls to do the same.“Look, it’s obvious that you two can’t wait to get your hands on each other,” he said quietly. They had been trading glances and exchanging little touches through dinner. A few times, one hand or another would disappear under the table followed a few seconds later by a sigh or an eye roll as they teased each other. “But before anything happens, we all need to talk.” He reached out and took Laura’s hand and then reached for Pat’s.After a short hesitation, she reached out to both Laura and John and squeezed their hands. “Yes, we should talk.” The bill arrived and was paid and they left the restaurant. The evening was pleasant, neither warm nor cool as they walked, Laura holding he husband’s hand on one side and Pat’s on the other. There was little chatter along the way, all of them were curious and more than a little nervous about what the next hour or so would hold and how it might change their lives.Arriving at the hotel, they made their way up to John and Laura’s room. The king-sized bed beckoned them as John opened the wine he had bought earlier. Their glasses filled, they all sat down. John in a chair and the girls on the edge of the bed, holding hands. They just stared for a moment, unsure of what to say. Finally, Pat spoke.“First off I guess, thank you John for agreeing to meet me. Laura has told me you know all about us and that you have forgiven her for her indiscretion.” She took another deep breath, “So where do we go from here?”“I guess that’s up to you ladies,” he said. “Laura has already said that she wants to have her cake and eat it too.” Laura nodded and squeezed Pat’s hand. “What do you want Pat?”“I want,” she hesitated, “to be a part of her life too, and I guess that means that I would be a part of both your lives. What I don’t want is to come between you. I’m hoping there’s room for all of us.”Laura patted the bed, “This seems roomy enough for everyone!”“It’s not just sex, you horny thing!” Pat looked at her. “If this goes where we’re all thinking it might go, the sex will be the easy part.” She kissed Laura gently. “I know you two have talked about the three of us and,” she looked at John, “you have to know that Laura and I have talked about Ankara escort bayan that too. Just so you know, I’m up for that, I’m looking forward to it.” She shifted as Laura’s hand moved to her breast. “Slow down!” she said, moving Laura’s hand away. “I know you’ve never had a threesome, neither have I. So I guess we’ll have to figure that out together. It’s the after that will have to get sorted out.” She kissed Laura again, more deeply this time before getting up and moving to John.Sitting on his lap, she looked directly at Laura, “Does this make you jealous?” she asked before kissing her lover’s husband deeply. Laura could see her tongue probing into his mouth and his probing into hers. “Or this?” her hand reached down and grasped his hardening cock. “You say you’ll share him but you won’t know until it happens if you’re really okay with it. Can you deal with that?”Laura was transfixed, her emotions piling up as she watched what was previously hers alone groping the man she loved. His hand was under her breast, holding it as his thumb and forefinger teased the nipple that was clearly visible under the fabric of her top. “There’s only one way to find out!” she said, coming over and sitting on the arm of the chair and kissing them both, her husband first, then her lover.“Ok then,” Pat said. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to go back to my room for a few minutes. Laura, why don’t you slip into something suitable for the evening?” She kissed them both, “We’re going to have so much fun!”Over the fifteen minutes, Pat was gone, Laura asked her husband to go to the small store across the street and get some snacks and a box of condoms. “I thought you’d think of them!” she said. While he was gone, she freshened up and put on the new lingerie she had bought for the occasion. After checking and touching up her make-up, she admired herself in the mirror. The red wine-colored bra, panties, and garter stood out against her pale skin, the sheer black stockings encasing her legs. Over top was a filmy robe in the same deep red. Silently thanking the salesgirl at the cosmetics shop, she had applied the eyeshadow the way she had been instructed to give her eyes a dark smoky look. Finally, instead of lipstick, she wore a lip stain in the same color as her lingerie. The lip stain was less likely to smudge or come off, she had said.Before John returned, she heard a soft tap on the door. She put the robe that came with the room over herself as she went to answer it, there was Pat, dressed in a long black coat that came down below her knees. “You look good enough to eat,” she breathed as she entered the room, carrying a small bag and a large bottle of chilled sparkling wine. She kissed her lover deeply, “I am really looking forward to this!”“Leave your robe on,” she suggested, “sit up here with me and we’ll surprise John.” They opened the wine and poured themselves a glass before getting up n the bed beside each other, leaving space between them for John. He returned Escort Ankara a few minutes later, opening the door a crack and calling out, “Are you decent?”“Not for long,” called Laura in reply. He came into the room and stopped when he saw them both on the bed. Putting the carrier bag on the desk, he just stood there and stared.“Oh my God, you both look beautiful!” he said, the amazement obvious on his face.“You expected ugly?” his wife asked.“Well, no but,” he sputtered. “I’m going to shut up now.” The ladies laughed loudly.“Why don’t you go get freshened up,” Laura suggested, “then we’ll see what happens.” Obediently, he did as he was told, on entering the bathroom he saw a black satin thong that looked two sizes too small. He stripped off, washed up, checked that his pubic area was properly manscaped, and put on the thong.“I look ridiculous!” he called out as he opened the door and went back into the room.“You look delicious!” purred Pat as she stood up and took Laura’s fingers to help her stand up too. “Close your eyes please, and keep them closed,” she said. He complied and he felt someone move past him, then some odd noises, finally he heard a rustle of clothes. “Okay, open them.”His cock immediately pushed put against the material of the thong as he beheld the scene before him. He first stared at his wife, clad in her new outfit, the robe hanging halfway down her back. “My God, Laura, you’re gorgeous!” Then his gaze moved to Pat’s shorter, fuller frame. Her body was encased in an emerald-green bustier, her large breasts spilling over the top. A matching thing and black stockings completed the ensemble. Her lipstick matched the red soles of her heels.“And you,” he breathed, “you are equally as gorgeous!” He motioned for them to turn around so he could see the entirety of their bodies. “I get it, Laura, I totally get it. I wouldn’t have been able to resist either.” The women came over to him and he took them both in his arms. They shared kisses, their hands moving over their bodies, feeling the fabric of the lingerie and cupping John’s manhood, now at full attention.“Would you like to watch me make your wife come?” Pat asked with a little smile.“I would like you to watch Pat make me come,” leered Laura, running her hand over Pat’s satin-clad pussy.“I would like to watch that, yes,” John answered, his voice quavering. Pat kissed him and guided him onto the chair. “No touching yourself,” she said, pointing to his erection, straining to get out, “we will take care of that later.” Turning to Laura, “Come here, my lover!” They embraced each other fiercely, their kisses passionate and arousing. They moved to the bed, lying across the king-sized mattress to give John a good view, Pat on top. He struggled to keep from rubbing himself as he watched his wife’s lover remove her panties and place her mouth where he longed for his to be. He got up and moved behind Pat, admiring her full round ass sticking up in the air, the plumpness of her pussy filling the fabric completely.Pat noticed him behind her and spread Laura’s knees wider so he could see her lips latched onto his wife’s clit. Two of Pat’s fingers were invisible as they were buried inside his wife’s opening, he watched closely, trying to figure out the movements of her fingers that were making Laura’s face contort in pure pleasure.

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