It was just like any other night. A few drinks in town and then the bus home. No breathalyser for me. Please guys, it just is not worth it. It could be your life, or some other innocent being. So we had gone for the late bus back, nicely merry, not rolling drunk, but happy inside. As we got to the queue a smartly dressed man was running for a bus at an adjacent stop when he tripped on the paving and went headlong landing on his shoulder and shouting in pain. I have an experience of first aid and went with my wife to give assistance. He was wincing in pain and starting with shock. Ringing for an ambulance and checking for any fractures. I suspected a dislocation but as he was laying on his injury and he was quite heavy, I decided against risking moving him as the sound of an approaching ambulance meant help was close by. The ambulance crew got him upright between them and agreed he needed hospital attention. He thanked us for helping him and winced in pain. A policeman arrived and took details but as we confirmed it as an accident, he decided that he would inform his next of kin that he was being cared for at A&E and might be allowed to leave later in the night or possibly detained for observation. A large lump like an egg had appeared on his forehead and gave rise for concern of concussion so it looked like a night in hospital for him. As he was wheeled away we realised we had missed our bus in the pandemonium and knew we would have to get a taxi. The injured man overheard this and asked the policeman to go in his pocket and get out some money to pay for a taxi home for us showing him so much concern. We tried to refuse but he insisted and managed to get a twenty pound note out and told the PC to give us it in gratitude. We thanked him and he asked our mobile number so he could have a drink with us when he was ok again. I took his n umber and rang it, confirming we had the right numbers, then he was away to hospital and us towards a nearby taxi rank. Three days later I got a call and was happy to hear he was back home and feeling better although he had knocked his shoulder out in the fall and had it manipulated within an hour of the accident. He said he was feeling sore still but asked where we lived and found out he was a near neighbour, just the next village along. He asked us down to his place for a drink and suggested we take a taxi again and to come and relax as he had a new jacuzzi installed and he wanted to christen it. The fabulous weather made it an easy decision. When Liz arrived home she was happy to join his celebration. At seven that evening we arrived at his address, a house we had been to in line of our business and knew it was rather nicely finished. He greeted us at the door and welcomed our bottle of wine we took as a thank you for the evening. He was in a pair of swimming trunks and led us into the kitchen, giving Liz a kiss on both cheeks and saying how lovely she looked, taking a lingering look at her body with her in a very fresh looking skirt and top. He showed us into the garden and we sat near the pool which was bubbling merrily. He was very easy to get on with, conversation was not confined to himself and he revealed that he was divorced a few months earlier and his brother had picked him up from the hospital next day and driven him home. The injury was still tender but felt much better than a day or two ago. He suggested we get into his pool and take our drinks with us. Liz stepped out of her skirt and top and he saw her pink bikini and fabulous figure. He apologised for gawping but said she looked stunning. I had my shorts on and now a bulge was appearing as I realised Tim was showing an obvious appreciation of my wife. As we have been open in our marital independence, I knew Liz would pick up on his interest in her body. Tonight could be very interesting. Our glasses emptied and I suggested that I replenish the bottle. He told me where the fridge was and I said I would source a nice wine for the evening. 'Take your time' he called after me. I got into the kitchen where I could see them (well their heads) from the window. He had joined Liz in the position where I had been sitting. they were close together talking and then there was no doubt they were kissing. I gave them five minutes more and saw they were getting to know each other rather well. There was a bit of movement as I opened the bottle and I saw them laughing and splashing a bit. I rejoined them and filled the three glasses and went to climb in, noticing her bikini top was floating on the surface. I said I was glad that the ice was broken. Then rejoined them with Tim's shorts also off and thrown over the side of the pool. The bubbles concealed his cock but by the angle of her arm I knew she was playing with his cock. His face pretty well gave it away as well. I said she looked gorgeous without the top, and Tim's hand was gently teasing a nipple. He agreed she was something else and that she had a fabulous body. I said maybe she should get her pants off and let Tim see the whole picture. Tim said he would love that and we both pleaded with her to be a sport and slip her bikini pants down. Giving a coy 'Oh all right then', she stood up and faced Tim and wriggled out of her wet bottoms, her cunt looking specially sexy. Tim said she was knockout and said he could not be blamed for him making a play for her. She said he wasn't so bad himself and took his cock in her hand blatantly. I smiled and said it looked like being a special night for us all. The air was still warm and the water was delightful. We talked and played, they kissed and fondled and I had got my shorts off too. Three naked people in the pool. The house phone rang and Tim got out to answer it as it was just on a chair next to his discarded shorts by now. He spoke for a couple of minutes and then put the phone down. 'My brother is coming round so I want you both to stay right here because he is a good lad and will love you' he said looking at Liz. In just about ten minutes we heard the garden gate close and a face appear from behind a hedge. He said hi to us and then looked at Liz and whistled. 'Stand up Liz' said Tim. She did and her naked body looked stunning, shiny wet and ready to be fucked. She suggested that perhaps it was time to get dry with a broad smile. I saw her get out and walk towards the patio where our towels lay on a lounger. She began to dry herself. The atmosphere helping too. We were all round the patio and David was still dressed. Tim said he ought to join us and with no further ado he stripped, his semi hard cock just looking very interesting. Liz sat on a lounger and lay back. Tim picked up her towel to reveal her nudity again and then went down on her, licking her delightful cunt. I was well prepared for her to be fucked by Tim, David was also in line now as he moved towards her face. Seeing his cock inches from her mouth, she drew him in and sucked him openly. I began to wank as I watched the brothers taking her. The trio of naked bodies were in a world of their own. I was a happy voyeur as they took her. David shot his cum in her mouth and said 'Good girl' as she swallowed. Tim came up for air with his face covered in her juices. Liz just looked extremely satisfied . Tim suggested they move inside and up to his bedroom to continue. All four of us were in a new sphere, sex was doing the calling of shots and we were in a trance like state as cock plunged into cunt and I was wanked in a frenzy by her left hand as she wanked David with her right and bucked frantically on Tim's cock. The session lasted almost four hours but I had no sense of time, just watching her being filled by these two brothers, their stamina something to behold. I must admit I came twice but I could not hold a candle to these two. She was ploughed more times than I thought she could take and relished their energy. We eventually left for home around two in the morning. Tim saying that had been the best therapy session he had ever had. I was exhausted but rather paltry compared to Tim and David. He invited us and especially Liz to join them or him any time we wished. We will see.