It had been a year or so since I had last seen my friend James who had been the best man at my remarriage a few years ago, so when I was in the South East travelling with my work I thought it would be great to kill two birds with one stone, so to speak. A quick phone call and all was arranged. I would leave early and spend the day driving to the area where my meeting was, make a little local diversion to stay with James for a night or two so we could catch up, then head to the hotel where my meeting had been arranged. Arriving at his house on the high street of a lovely little village in Kent after a six hour drive, I found no one in. I had half expected that as I was a little earlier than planned and he had mentioned going to the local hairdresser's for a haircut ahead of my arrival. With only one hairdresser on the high street, I walked across the road, looked through the window and there he was, unchanged apart from the much neater haircut in progress. He beckoned to me and as I opened the door, he threw his front door keys to me and asked me to let myself in. So I took the opportunity of unpacking a few things, using the shower (it had been a long hot drive after all) and changing into some clean clothes, well a tee shirt and sports shorts. Just as I was coming back out of the bedroom James returned sporting his new haircut, he told me that he had a friend coming over to stay a few night and he expected her to be arriving within a few hours. We spent what seemed like five minutes catching up over a glass or two of wine in the early evening sun when the through the patio door came his friend Paula, a quick introduction and I was pouring some more wine out, we were onto the second bottle when I noticed Paula had subtly let her skirt ride up her thigh, as she leaned across to James passing some snacks it seemed pretty obvious to me that she didn't have a lot on under her skirt! All was going great and then I happened to spill a little wine on my tee shirt. Nothing too bad, just a few drips really, but Paula was straight up, taking my tee shirt off and putting it in some water to soak. So there I has, now just in short, an obvious bulge growing and nothing to cover it up with. As she came back to the patio, Paula immediately caught sight of the bulge in my crotch and seemed to be fixated on it. James obviously noticed and suggested she an he also take their tops off. Paula had as much on under her blouse as I had under my tee shirt, and in no time at all she was sitting there with the most beautiful breasts on display, nipples nicely erect as the temperature began to dip. James at some point seemed to have also lost his trousers and underwear, Paula and I seemed to notice at the same time that he was sitting there without any clothing and supporting a nice firm cock in his hand. By now, I has as hard as James and it was clearly obvious through my shorts. Paula stood up and her skirt dropped to the patio, a fabulous figure and a delicious looking shaved pussy. She sat astride James and I watched as he eased himself into her, in not time she was sliding slowly up and down on him. I should say at this point, both James and I had a bit of form when it came to sharing. We had organised a number of parties where we previously worked as we were living Monday to Friday in local hotels - but that is another story or five! Having slipped my shorts off I was enjoying the spectacle in front of me while rhythmically stroking my firm cock. Paula at this point turned around so she was facing me, watching me, while James fucked her from his seated position. She lay back against his chest and James told me to get between their legs and lick her pussy while he fucked her from behind. In no time at all Paula was bucking and riving while trying to stifle her moans, in one great crescendo of hip thrusting against my mouth while James was pushing himself deep inside her, she gushed and let out the most unearthly, guttural moan as she lost herself in orgasm. James was close, I could sense it. I let my tongue work its way into Paula's pussy while James was thrusting in and out, quicker and harder. Paula was picking up rhythm again and I could feel her getting close to her second. I felt a delicious warm fluid easing out of her pussy and lapped it up, when James pulled out of her there was so much cum seeping out I wasn't sure I could clean it all up, then I felt the hands on the back of my head, pushing my mouth onto her mound, both James and Paula had the same idea I think. After a few minutes Paula pulled back and stood in front of me bending over James who was still sat. She asked me to fuck her, which I was only too happy to do, I thought I was going to cum and she seemed to sense the moment and pulled away, telling me I would have to wait a little longer for that delight. A few more drinks and we were heading upstairs, Paula took me to my room lay me down on the bed, told me to close my eyes and she got up. I heard her leave the room and across the landing I could see her on her knees sucking James hard again. I got up, stood in the doorway and watched for a few minutes, then decided to join James on his bed. Laying beside him. Paula squeezed into the space between us and for the next two or three hours we took it in turns munching away on her pussy, fucking her, and caressing her. It was a great night!