It had been some weeks since her steamy encounter with Joe and I honestly thought she was abandoning her swinging ambition.

However, she received a text out of the blue from her long-standing friend Julie, suggesting they go for a meal and a catch up and though I was initially suspicious, not having heard of “Julie,” I carried on while she went through the “where when and what time” routine.

It would be a local pub on the Manchester road, which wouldn’t be too crowded on a Tuesday evening; Julie would pick her up at seven.

Tuesday came along and my wife seemed a little anxious as she announced she was going upstairs to get ready. I pointed out that she had loads of time but she replied that it gave her time to choose an outfit and apply makeup.

Around 6:30 she came down and looked eatable if I’m honest; polka dot dress above the knee with a glimpse of my favourite pale lemon slip, with the deep lace hem.

She bent to pick up her shoes, her dress dropped at the neckline to reveal her sexy half cup black bra which only just contained her DD boobs. As she crossed her shapely legs to buckle her shoes, she revealed her barely black sheer stocking tops and her new black lace suspender belt.

“A lot of effort for Julie Darling?, “ I joked.

She replied with a toss of her head then came over to plant a peck on my cheek.

Jill arrived a little after seven and within a few seconds was roaring up the road.

I settled back with a glass of merlot, my mind wandering back to that night after the Italian meal with Joe.

Around 8:30 my wife’s friend Amy rang asking to speak to her - I explained that she was out for a chin wag with Julie and did sh want to ring another time? The phone fell silent for a moment then I distinctly heard through the covered mouthpiece, “strange, she seems to be out with you I’m Julie, followed by a hasty ‘ok it doesn’t matter.”

I was curious about the apparent mystery until, at 9pm, my wife came through the front door with a man in tow, who looked about 45.

“This is Steve - he’s a friend of Joe’s - sorry but Joe rang me last weekend and asked if he could introduce his friend (pointing at Steve) - he didn’t want a public meet in case you disapproved.”

I waved him in and could see his obvious lust for my wife building.

Apparently they had been for a drink to talk things through, then had decided to come and speak to me.

A few gin and tonic’s later and the mood loosed up. My wife sat alongside Steve, kissing him and tuning her long nails up his inner thigh. He in return was caressing her breasts, after lowering the zip on her dress; one breast was out of the bra and he was sucking her nipple.

Before much longer his hand slid inside her dress and up past her stocking tops, with her sexy slip pushed up her legs. I could hear his excited breathing and thought he’d best get a move on before she comes!

She took his hand and led him through the lounge door and up the stairs, licking her lips and beckoning me to follow.

I held back a few minutes then went up to see her stretched out on our bed wearing just her underwear and stockings; Steve was almost naked with his cock already beginning to respond. My wife took him in her mouth and worked his cock up and down, licking and sucking the head then his balls, until his cock had swollen to one hell of a size.

He removed her knickers and the went down to tongue her towards a climax, whilst thumbing her clitoris.

A while later neither could wait much longer and she eagerly whispered that she wanted his cock. I confess I was very aroused just watching as Steve’s rhythm increased and my wife giving loud groans and whimpers at the size of his cock.

“Yes ok, “ she gasped and Steve gave an almighty thrust as he ejaculated into her.

She pulled me down on the bed “Your turn now” and took my hard cock in her mouth before wanting me inside her.

It’s the first time I’ve had sloppy seconds but it didn’t take away from the large load that I added to Steve’s. Her pussy was red and saturated so she left to jump in the shower.

That wouldn’t be the last time we met Steve - and next time, he would bring along Margaret his wife.