Menage a Trois

Three arousing tales of the lucky men who are blessed with the love and attentions of two beautiful, sexy women who love each other as well. A bi-wife who finally pulls the trigger on her fantasy, with an old friend. An angel and a devil with a dark secret, and a widow who falls for her young employee as her lusty sister-in-law arrives.

~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~

Margo joined me on the couch and handed me a cold beer. Freshly showered, she wore loose shorts, a halter top, and no bra. Her nipples poked through the stretched cotton fabric, and I smiled widely. She sat down on the other end of the sofa and stretched out her bare feet toward me with an alluring expression.

When Gail came out with her hair still damp, in a white and pink nightshirt, Margo smiled. “There’s beer and wine in the fridge, hun. The glasses are over the microwave.”

We heard the top pop on a beer and Gail walked out, tipping the bottle back enthusiastically. “Ah, that’s what I needed.”

Gail sat across from us on our leather recliner. We talked for a while about the car show and our experiences there, but after a half hour, the conversation petered out. I tipped my bottle back and saw the two women looking intently at one another. My interest was piqued when I saw Margo bite her bottom lip and then nod slightly.

I was about to ask what they were up to when Gail set her bottle down and rose. My eyes met hers and she pursed her lips and blew me a kiss like she had so many times, so many years ago. Her lips were pink and full, and I felt my pulse race when she stepped towards me.

She reached for the bottle in my hand and gently took it from me. After setting it down, she leaned over my shoulders and set her hands on the sofa cushion on either side of my head. I could see down her shirt at her unencumbered breasts and slowly drew in a deep breath. She leaned in and whispered. “You two have been a fantasy of mine for years. Did you know that?” I shook my head vigorously.

Gail bent her knees, setting them alongside my thighs, straddling my lap. “And then Margo tells me I haven’t been forgotten by you two, either. Do you still think of me in your bed, Levi?” She glanced at Margo and back at me, leaning close enough for me to smell the soap she’d bathed with. “Don’t you think we should finally pull the trigger on this fantasy?”

I’m sure my eyes were wide, and my jaw dropped. “I ah … I don’t …” I stammered. I looked at Margo, who was giving me an excited smile. “Honey, what’s …”

Margo rose and walked around to the arm of the sofa next to me. She sat down on it and leaned against my shoulder. “I agree,” she whispered and then leaned towards the beautiful blonde who was grinding her crotch on my lap. I watched my wife of twenty-four years lean forward and kiss the lips of a woman. The kiss was soft and gentle, and seeing it made my heart beat like a triphammer.

I’d always known Margo had leanings toward bisexuality, but only in my wildest fantasies did I think I’d see it. Gail’s hand came up and stroked Margo’s face, and Margo pulled back with a gasp.

“Holy smokes,” I exhaled. Margo looked down at me, her face wildly flushed with a plaintive expression. “Oh, Levi.”

I reached up and pulled her down to my lips. “We can’t undo this once it’s done,” I whispered.

Margo looked at Gail and trembled. She looked back at me, biting her bottom lip. Slowly, she reached out behind Gail’s neck and gently drew the blonde face to face with me. “Touch her, baby. I’ve waited so long to see you touch her.”