The week following our Saturday night/Sunday morning adventure was unreal for me.Constantly in a state of arousal,unable to concentrate on work,my thoughts constantly focused on Beths unhesitating acceptance of John into our bed,her eagerness and unbound enthusiasm seemed almost surreal. She hadn't been hungry for him,she had been ravenous. We talked about the events in detail throughout the following few days,usually whilst we fucked.Why had she enjoyed it so much?What made it so good?His cock,his tongue,fingers,why did she accept him so readily,without even a moments hesitation? "He was someone new" seemed to be her main reason.She explained why his cock,which I had seen was no bigger than mine was totally different.It had a pronounced bend,almost banana like,and was considerably harder giving her a greater feeling of fulfillment.His recovery was so much quicker than mine.In fact until that weekend I had become a strictly once a night man whereas John aided by me had fucked her nine or ten times in just a few hours. She had described the events as "awesome" and demanded it happen again. She explained to me that when I had fallen asleep she had slipped out of bed and into the toilet followed by John,desperate for a pee she forgot any shyness for the situation and sat down to relieve herself.John had immediately knelt before her putting his hand onto her pussy allowing the wee to trickle through his fingers. This she said had turned her on incredibly,the total intimacy.She had stifled her moans so as not to wake me as he teased her clitoris until she came. The pair had then gone downstairs,Beth leading the way tugging at Johns throbbing erection knowing that in a few seconds it would be inside her. They fucked for two hours with me totally oblivious of what was happening.Beth explained in detail everything they did.How she rode him before he turned her onto her hands and knee pounding her from behind. He had moistened his fingers by slipping them into her as he shafted her hard and fast before wetting her bum and slowly working in a finger.She rarely lets me do this but it seemed she felt almost duty bound to let her new lover have his way with her body. He turned her onto her back,kissing her full and hard on the mouth before once again entering her cunt whilst lifting her legs onto her shoulders, a favorite position she had shared with her first love Frank, often teasing me with her tales,loving to tell me how much better than me that first love fucked her. She now placed John on that list also above me but possibly not as good as Frank who she described as being big.She is a girl who thinks eight inches is average so this speaks volumes. These detailed accounts were on the agenda every night as we fucked.Beth actually admitted that it seemed like I had gotten a new lease of life and obviously John would need to become a fixture in our life and more importantly I think,in her fanny. Saturday came very quickly with the football and after match drinks flying by.Inevitably I spent the night deep in conversation with John and he was of course once again invited back to my home with only one thing on the agenda. It was probably 1-30ish when we arrived back at mine and I left John in our living room with a bottle while I went upstairs to speak to Beth who would have long since been in bed and I expected soundly sleeping. Was I wrong?She was lay there awake and as I quickly undressed and slipped in beside her I whispered into her ear "I've brought you home a present,he's downstairs" She pulled aside the sheets and was out of bed in an instant.Totally naked,and I must add looking as beautiful and sexy as ever she was gone,seemingly gliding across the room and downstairs without a sound. Any pretense of shyness now long gone.She was as comfortable naked in Johns company as she was with me,her husband and boyfriend for almost six years. I could hear their muffled chatter and giggles drifting upstairs for a few minutes before they turned on some music.I quickly drifted off to sleep. It was turned three when I was awoken as first Beth and then John climbed into bed.Their enthusiasm was unquenched as once again my friend mounted my wife,his cock seemingly knowing the way home as it slipped into her unaided.He hammered away at her cunt for what seemed hours,so different so my slow and easy style.This was another reason she wanted him.How many times whilst I fucked her she had wished someone would take my place and hammer her pussy till it hurt and she could take no more. Her dreams were coming true.And so were mine.