Another tale from my mid twenties — although this one is a bit different. I’d just returned from overseas at the time, and I was living with my mom while I looked for a new job and a place to live. There wasn’t much around work-wise, but I eventually managed to get an interview for a company in another city. The catch? It was a four hour flight away. I’d need to stay the night, but with limited funds I wasn’t sure if I could make it work. That’s when my mom suggested I crash with her college friend Sarah and her husband. She was sure they wouldn’t mind. They were nice people, with a big house and plenty of space since their children had flown the nest.

I’d met her once, but I couldn’t remember her that well. Her husband wasn’t so clear in my mind, but Mom said she’d recently remarried.

So a win-win, right? I made the trip the following Sunday and arrived at their place in the afternoon. It was a beautiful house in a wealthy part of town. Mom’s friend answered the door in her yoga gear, and immediately wrapped her arms around me. “Look at you — you’re so big!” She was in her early 50s at the time — a brunette who wore black framed glasses and a fit body that she clearly wasn’t afraid to show off in tight fitting clothing.

A man appeared behind her — same age, with a broad build and greying brown hair. He shook my hand and introduced himself as ‘Robert’ in an English accent.

They invited me in, and immediately Sarah excused herself. She had friends over for a quick drink. (There was laughter coming from the kitchen.) But she said Rob would be happy to show me around.

“Beer?” He asked, giving me a wink. He led the way through a door and down into a garage with a fridge in the corner. We clinked our bottles together, and started chatting.

Rob was friendly. He asked me about my travels and shared a few stories of his own. He said I reminded him of a friend of his from college — “a nice guy, who whistled his own tune”. I didn’t quite know what he meant, but I smiled and nodded like I did.

Just then, Sarah came in. She was smiling and looked a little flushed in the face.

“Finally, they’re gone!”

“How many drinks did that take, hun?” Rob asked, putting his arms around her from behind and kissing her neck. I took a sip of my beer, and then realized they were both looking at me.

“He’s turned into quite a handsome young man, hasn’t he Rob?”

“Certainly has.”

The moment seemed to hang there for a little too long. I’m pretty certain I was blushing, which is not something I’d usually do.

Rob broke the silence: “Anyway, let’s get you settled in.”

Sarah led the way up the stairs, and Rob gave her a little pat on the ass as she did so, eliciting a giggle from her.

“Can’t help it,” he said to me, giving me a little wink.

I felt awkward, to be honest, even a little uncomfortable, but I also felt vaguely turned on. These two had a good time together, I was sure.

Anyway, fast forward to later: I dropped my stuff in the spare bedroom, and we all ended up on the porch drinking wine and enjoying the delicious dinner Sarah whipped up. She too wanted to know about my travels. Both of them wanted to know about my life as well. Did I have a girlfriend, by the way? (I didn’t.)

We talked for a while, and I was feeling more and more comfortable around them. Maybe this is just what they were life with everyone? A little flirty, a little too outgoing. Then Rob leaned in and whispered something into Sarah’s ear. She smiled.

“I’m going to have a quick shower,” he said. “I know you’ve got your interview tomorrow, so let’s make it a quiet one, shall we? How about a movie?”

Sounds good. I helped Sarah clear the table and we moved to the couch. I sat down first, and Sarah sat down right next to me, her thigh touching mine. My cock responded immediately, but my brain was saying something else — this is your mom’s friend. What is happening here? Still, I didn’t move away.

Sarah said: “You know, I bet you get plenty of attention from women. But you seem a little uptight — both of us noticed it.”

She leaned in close and whispered: “Why don’t you try and relax a little?”

Her hand was on my thigh now. And then I felt it touch my cock through my jeans.

I’m not exactly the outgoing or macho type, and the fact that Sarah’s hand was on my dick while her husband was upstairs was making me very nervous. What was going on here?

“What about…”

She jumped off the couch, knelt between my legs and started to unbuckle my belt. She was smiling this devilish kind of smile, but I was freaking out. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“But…”

And then Rob walked in. He stopped. Sarah stopped and looked up at him. My whole body froze.

And then he smiled.

“Couldn’t wait, huh?”

Sarah smiled and then returned to my belt buckle. She started to slide the jeans off. What the fuck?

Rob registered the look on my face and said: “Don’t look so shocked. We’re all friends here.”

He walked around the back of the couch, and then sat down next to me. It was surreal. I looked at him. He was watching his wife who was smiling as she removed my jeans. My cock was struggling against my boxers. Part of me wanted it to just deflate then and there. I’d never been in such close proximity to a guy. But I realized I was totally turned on. The two of us watched as Sarah removed my cock from by boxers. It was rock hard and glistening with precum.

“Nice.” It was Rob who said it.

And then Sarah started to suck it. It was slow and sensual, her eyes locking on mine and then her husband’s as she took it deeper and deeper. This was insane, I thought.

I let out a whispered “Fuckkkk”, and Rob laughed. “Do you like that? She’s good isn’t she?”

I couldn’t help it. I looked at his crotch and saw that he was hard too.

Sarah stopped, wiped her mouth and said to me: “Why don’t you meet us upstairs in five minutes? In our bedroom.”

She stood up, took Rob’s hand and started to lead him out of the room. He turned around and smiled at me. His cock was bulging against his shorts.

It took me a moment to even catch up to reality. Was this really happening? I instinctively put my jeans back on, struggling to do up my belt over my throbbing dick. I wasn’t going to go through with this, was I? But the whole thing had been so hot. I couldn’t not go up there.

I took a breath and started climbing the stairs. The door was open. I walked inside and saw Rob lying on the bed, completely naked, a mess of grey hair on his chest. Sarah was naked too, her peach-shaped ass up in the air as she went down on her husband. I could see the hint of her shaved pussy.

I was suddenly nervous. Rob smiled and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“Glad you could make it,” he said. “But why’d you put those pants back on?”

Sarah stopped sucking his cock and looked up at me. They watched while I stepped out of my pants, and then stripped off completely.

“It’s Rob’s turn at the moment. But you can wait,” Sarah said. She pulled me onto the bed next to her husband, and then she returned to his dick. It was a nice cock, I have to say. Like I said, he was in his 50s, but it looked hard as a rock. He pushed back Sarah’s hair and she locked eyes with mine as she took him back into her mouth.

My own cock was throbbing. I was barely able to keep my hands off it as I watched the scene. And then Sarah stopped. She rose up onto her knees and straddled me. She was a beautiful woman — with tight perky tits and a very well kept figure. Rob leaned over to one side so he was close to me, and I watched as he reached across and grabbed my cock in his hand. I’d never had a guy so close to me, let alone touch my dick. And I liked it.

Sarah shifted her hips, and Rob used his hand to guide the head of my cock inside her. She felt amazing. Goddamn, the whole thing was hot. Sarah placed her hands on my shoulders started to ride me, and Rob repositioned himself beside her and held her hand. Rob and I watched as she started to moan. She leaned over me and we started to kiss, her tits pressed against my chest. She tasted like wine and cock — mine and her husband’s.

I felt some kind of contact on my legs. And Suddenly, she raised her head and let out a moan. Rob was positioned behind her, eating her ass as she rode me. Fuck. She pressed herself against me again and bit my lip. She was grinding the head of my cock at just the perfect angle, when I felt it slip out. I was reaching down to push it back in, when I felt Rob’s strong hand on it again. I thought he was going to guide me inside his wife, but then I felt the unmistakable sensation of a mouth.

Sarah started kissing me again, pinning me to the bed, as Rob sucked my cock. It was my first time having a guy do that. And I probably wouldn’t have been into it in any other context. There was just something about the moment. He wasn’t as good as his wife, although he was definitely enthusiastic. But by the time he directed me into his wife’s pussy again I was ready to cum. I announced that I was almost there and Sarah begged me to come inside her. “It’s okay. It’s okay. Cum for me.”

I erupted inside her — I swear it was the longest orgasm I ever had — Sarah rode me until every last drop was gone and I could barely stand it anymore. When she got off me, the two of them were looking up at me from the bottom of the bed. It was a surreal moment. I watched in a sort of dream state as they took turns cleaning the cum off my cock, kissing each other in between.

The rest of the night is more of a blur. I know we fucked at least two more times. At one point, Sarah was in between us — sucking my cock while her husband fucked her from behind. At another point, she fucked me while Rob licked her pussy. At the end of it, we all fell asleep in their bed, her in the middle. It still remembers like a strange dream.

In the end, I missed my interview — which was early in the morning. But I decided I’d leave early anyway. We had breakfast together, which was much less awkward than you’d think. We all hugged goodbye when I left, and Sarah kissed me on the lips.

I never saw them again, but I hear updates from Mom every now and then. They’re still living in the same place, and doing good as far as I know. And when Mom asks me how it went when I stayed there, I tell her they were a very generous couple.