Jason, my husband and I have been swingers in the past but in recent years we have kept sex between us. Last month Jason called to say that he and Neil (his bestie) were at the pub and would be late home. I heard the front door open about 9.30pm, and it was clear from the voices that Neil was with him. They came into the lounge and I went to the Kitchen to make a pot of coffee, when I returned they were discussing some female that had been in the pub, by all accounts she was on the pull and dressed accordingly, very revealing. Jason said he wouldnt mind resting on her boobs right now and just go to sleep, Neil suggested that Jason had my boobs available if he was desperate. Neil was familier with my boobs, before he had married Sophie he and his girlfriend had been one our swinging couples. Anyway, there was a bit more banter, neither were wasted but they had been in the pub since lunchtime. Jason went to the loo and Neil suggested I get my boobs out for a quick fumble, to be honest it was not the first time he had suggested things and in the past I have let him give them a quick feel over my clothes. When Jason returned he complained that I would not get my boobs out, Jason got into the spirit of the situation and told me to go topless, it wasnt like he had not seen, even played with them before.

So, to chants of "get them out" I lifted my jumper and bra allowing them a quick look, then to chants of "more" I got them out again this time holding my bra up so they got a good look. Jason came to my chair bent over and started to fondle me and I told him to behave himself in front of Neil, Jason said that Neil should take one boob while he hand his hands full with my right boob. Neil was by my side in a flash and both my boobs were now being played with, my nipples hardened and Jason said I must be enjoying it and started to rub and pull my nipple, Neil either copied Jason or remembered from the past and did likewise. As you have probably guessed by now things didnt stop there and I ended up being fucked by both of them, nothing special, just a drunken fuck. Neil crashed on the sofa having told Sophie he was well over the limit to drive. I was not angry at the pair of them, more miffed than anything else.

Next morning I went down to the kitchen and started breakfast, Neil appeared from the lounge and as I stood at the sink put his arms around me and had another feel of my boobs. I told him to stop, Jason would be down soon and last night was a one off, he should go home to Sophie. When I turned around Jason was at the doorway and told Neil to carry on if he need to with a big smile on his face. Neils hand was now lifting the front of my nightdress and dressing gown, I told him again to stop, I was trying to make breakfast then getting his cock out from his shorts he said he always got hard around me, I could see his cock was indeed hard, by I told him to put it back in his shorts and told Jason to get his friend under control. For Jason it was all a big joke, and he encouraged Neil to give me another good fucking. I pushed Neils had away and told him very firmly to piss off and stop it. He got the message and we sat down to the kitchen table. When Neil had left I gave Jason a good talking to, saying that things had gone too far the previous night, we no longer did that stuff.

When things had calmed down Jason asked if I had enjoyed fucking Neil and I said I had but that was not the point, Jason said it was the point and if I had enjoyed it half as much as he had then we should think about starting to have fun elsewhere again. The more I thought about it I had to agree that sex with Jason had become a bit stale, if Jason was feeling that way too maybe things did need a boost.