Well we didn't have long to wait for Jim to put in another appearance - last weekend to be exact. He rang to say that he would be arriving late on Friday after work when he would again be staying at his dad's house with a view to putting it on the market that weekend. He asked if I fancied going for a beer once he had showered and changed, but for some reason my wife would have none of it. For some reason she suggested that he come round to our house for a bite to eat and a few drinks when he was ready and we could "take things from there!" Sure enough he arrived at around 9.00 with a bottle of wine and we had a lovely meal, a few drinks and lots of chat about old times - yet funnily enough nothing at all was said about the most recent developments. We went through to the lounge to carry on chatting whilst my wife cleared things away and made coffee - although unbeknown to us, she also took the opportunity to nip upstairs and change. A few minutes later she brought the coffee through and we nearly spilled our drinks. She looked stunning in just bra and thong, accompanied by stockings, suspenders and her hair piled up on top of her head. She just looked totally shaggable, especially when she very deliberately bent over with her back(side) to us as she made a great show of pouring coffee. She then sat opposite us chatting away as though everything was perfectly normal - even though I was pretty certain her legs were much further apart than was strictly necessary - Jim was getting a serious eyeful as the thong gradually disappeared up her crack and her pussy lips slipped out either side. It couldn't last and eventually she stood up and came over to sit between the two of us - removing coffee cups at the same time. Jim wasted no time in removing her bra and burying his head between her tits as I moved the thong to one side and slipped a couple of fingers into an absolutely soaking wet fanny. This was too much for me, I couldn't let that nectar go to waste and had my head down and lapping away at her juices - causing the first of her orgasms almost immediately. We've all used the expression a bitch on heat, but I can honestly say that I now fully understand what that means. She was just desperate for sex. Once she had calmed down from that first orgasm she told us both to strip and knelt on the sofa with her bum in the air. Jim wasted no time in moving in behind her and presenting his cock to her fanny. He slipped straight in and immediately began to pound her for all he was worth. I couldn't really add much to proceedings so just enjoyed watching her tits swaying as she thrust back against him. It was clear they couldn't keep this pace up for long and Jim soon erupted inside her and sat down. Don't stop she screamed, I'm so close! So ever the gentleman, I took his place and slipped in for some sloppy seconds. Because of this, despite it being so horny, I was able to last for quite some time. She was just loose enough and squelchy enough that I had that rare feeling that my cock was on the edge of exploding but not quite and I was able to just keep going and going with the most glorious sensations running the length of him whilst she just seemed to have one orgasm after the other. I was in absolute heaven as she shook and quivered underneath me and I could feel her juices gushing down our legs which just enabled me to carry on even longer. Eventually she begged me to stop, so I spun her round and pushed my cock into her mouth. I'm sorry to say that I was none too subtle and pretty much face fucked my beautiful wife. I couldn't help myself as, by now, I just needed release and I eventually blew my load all over her face, some down her throat and the rest running down her tits. It was everywhere as we both collapsed onto the sofa. Jim meanwhile was stroking a very erect cock again, but she was not really in any position to do anything about it. Now I've never been even remotely interested in being bi and I certainly had no intention of sticking it anywhere near my mouth, but I scooped up a handful of my spunk and rubbed into his cock, slowly wanking him in a way that I knew would be wonderful and painful at the same time - long slow strokes pulling the foreskin as far back as it would go then easing it back. I refused to speed up, even when he started to thrust his hips at me, I just kept going at the same pace until he eventually let out a roar and spunk flew across the room and over the two of us. We were all exhausted and headed upstairs for showers and to see how easily three of us could "sleep" in our 5' wide bed. I'll let you know how much sleeping was done later!