The cold, wet day was left behind as I walked into the warm golden light of the bar. I spotted my wife quickly" she was the one on the yoga pants and and the creamy-white cardigan.

I could assume I was attractive based solely on the fact that my wife was hot as hell. With our 20s behind us, we had a few more dollars to spend a little more free time as we'd found our collective routines. Emma, my wife, worked out every weekday morning, alternating between yoga and pilates. She had her honey-blonde hair in two braids that gave her a cheerful, fun look that made me smile. She had makeup on today, a subtle amount to pull focus to her sapphire eyes. Eyes that locked onto mine and made smile just like they had ten years ago when we'd met.

'Hey gorgeous' I said, kissing her on the cheek as I sat down. She smiled and nodded to a table across the room. I sat down beside her to follow her vision.

'What've you been doing?' I asked, raising an eyebrow in mock interrogation.

'I've been watching that girl over there' she said, taking a sip of her drink. I followed her gaze to a pretty young girl sitting across from an equally good looking boy. The girl was a skinny little thing with long brown hair in a ponytail and eyes that must have been crying.

'She's being dumped,' Emma said.

'That's no good' I said. I wasn't much into people watching, but Emma loved it. She found people fascinating. The boy abruptly stood up and left. I couldn't see any anger on his face, only the serene look of someone who'd made the right decision.

'I was thinking, for tomorrow, we could catch a movie after dinner?' I offered, trying to change the conversation to something more interesting. Tomorrow was ten years to the day since we'd met and we had booked a fancy restaurant.

'I'm going to talk to her' Emma said. She stood and strode over to the now-crying girl. I stared at Emma's ass the whole time. She was my wife, I could stare as long as I liked. She liked it when I stared, liked being wanted by me. Three months ago I had started going to the gym four times a week. It had been slow and steady progress, but the last two weeks Emma couldn't keep her eyes off me shirtless. I thought about those looks she gave me every time my fitness commitment waned.

I went to the bar, ordered a dry rum and sat back down at the table. Emma was holding the girls hand, an arm around her in comfort. This was slightly unusual behavior for Emma. She had always been caring, but she didn't walk up to complete strangers and comfort them in bars. After a while, she pointed at me and the two women looked at me. I raised my glass in greeting, wondering what they were talking about.

Emma pointed at me and said something, the girl nodded. She seemed a little less upset now. Eventually Emma gave her a hug and came back over.

'What was that all about?' I said.

'Her name is Grace. She's nineteen. She cheated on her boyfriend and he dumped her'

'Oh. Good on him I guess.'

'Yeah, she said he was too nice about it though. She felt so guilty it's eating her up. Said she wanted him to scream at her, insult her. Tear her down. But he was too nice about it, said he understood and forgave her.'

'Interesting' I lied. Emma turned her face to me and tilted it in that way she did when she knew I was full of shit.

'Sorry for being nice' she said, but there was something in her smile that made me suspicious.

Two hours later, I was watching the TV in our living room when I heard the doorbell. Emma was blow drying her hair after her shower so I got up to answer the door.

It was Grace.

She was damp from the rain, which had really started to pour down now, her little hatchback parked behind her. It was getting dark out, but I didn't want to let a stranger in. She was wearing a sweatshirt with the hood on against the rain and a pair of tights. It looked like she'd just come from the gym.

'Hello?' I asked.

'I'm Grace' she said. She a cute voice.

'Hello Grace' I said.

'You wife, Emma, she said I should come over'

'Did she now?' I said, holding back a sigh. I had been hoping to catch up on a show with Emma tonight.

'She said you could punish me' Grace said.

I froze. There was something in the way she said it that rippled through me. A sexual connotation. A stirring started in my loins. I suppressed the thought down: Either I misheard or she misspoke.

'She said what now?' I asked.

'She said you are going to punish me' Grace said, this time she bit her lip after and gave a pleading look with her eyes.

'Did she now?' I said, flustered. My cock had started to fill in now, the slight flicker of sexual promise causing preparations to begin. I was wearing my work pants still, having given Emma the first shower. They weren't tight normally, but they were starting to feel that way.

'I guess you should come in. Emma's in the shower and she can clear things up'

I let Grace inside, into the warmth of the house.

'You have a nice house' Grace said, walking past me into the hallway.

'Thanks' I said, trying to think of anything but her tight little skinny body to get my rapidly expanding cock down to normal size.

Grace turned her head, but kept her body facing away from me.

'We don't have to wait for Emma' she said and she slowly moved her hands to her waist and grabbed the fabric of her pants.

My cock flung upright as she peeled her tights away from her cute little ass. She had adorable little white panties on that hugged her ass perfectly as she gave a subtle bend and kept going.

'What are you doing?' I said as I watched, mesmerized by the motion and struggling to control the raging fire that had started burning in my chest from excitement.

'Oh you naughty slut!' I heard from behind me. I turned to see Emma, wearing only a plain t-shirt, pink panties and white socks storm past me and grab Grace by the arms.

seeing the two of them side by side, all ass-in-panties and legs was too much for my cock, which has started to hurt from being compressed into my work pants.

Grace looked defiantly at Emma: 'What are you going to do about it?' she said.

Emma shoved grace against the wall, pinning her face side on against it and forcing Grace to lean over slightly. Emma slid her hand down Grace's panties and gasped in surprised.

'You fucking slut, feel how wet you are. Jason, come over here' Emma demanded. My brain had stopped working. The sight of my wife in panties and socks was already enough for me to get hard but to see her with her hand down another girls clothes and beckoning me to come over was too much. I shut the door and stumbled over.

'Feel her pussy' Emma said. I stared at her, shocked by the way she was talking. We talked like this to each other during passionate moments, but never in front of others. It was thrilling, but confusing. When I failed to follow her instructions, Emma got her spare hand, grabbed my shirt and pulled me down to her level. She put her lips right up to my ear and whispered:

'I want this. Don't ruin it. Take control.'

Then she turned my head and gave me a big wet, loving kiss. Her eyes widened in encouragement for a moment before going back into her dominating character. I knew what I had to do. If Emma was on board, I was on board. It was time to play my part.

'What's this now?' I said, using an assertive tone. Emma bit her lip when I said it and I knew I had taken the right approach. I put my hand on Grace's lower back and yanked her sweatshirt up to reveal it. She was firm and young, skinny but sexy as hell. I was used to my wife's toned and firm body, more filled out. I hadn't fucked anyone but her for ten years and so the sensation of touching another woman was exhilarating. I moved my hand down the back, under Grace's panties and cupped her ass. Grace grunted as I grabbed her ass cheek and let it go, sliding my hand down, pressing against her asshole with one finger. Just to tease her. Grace gasped at the sensation before I moved my hand down further and felt her pussy.

I almost gasped, but managed to hold character. Grace was soaking wet with more juices flowing out of her as I touched her.

'You are wet, you nasty slut' I said.

'I am. I am so wet. I am so wet' Grace said, turning her head to look at me and nodding. Emma shoved Grace's head against he wall.

'You stay right there you little slut' she said. I took the hint and moved my hand to take over, pushing Grace's head against the wall. Emma moved her hand to brush against my pants and groaned in pleasure as she felt my bulging cock desperately pressing against the seams.

'Let's give you some relief there handsome' she said and she undid the button and yanked the fly down. I was assailed by relief as my cock burst out of the confines of my pants and filled out my underwear. Emma stroked the shaft gently, sending electric shocks all the way up my body. She then reached in, grabbed my rock-hard dick and pulled it out.

'Oh my. Looks like you want to fuck this nasty little slut!' she said.

'I think she deserves to be fucked' I said. Emma pumped her eyebrows and bit her lip again.

'Do you want my husband to fuck you, little slut?' She said, leaning into Grace's ear. Emma still had her finger on Grace's clit and started rubbing it faster. Grace started shaking, going onto her tippy-toes and moaning.

'Yes please. Yes Please. Yes Please' she repeated, 'please fuck me oh god please' she said.

Emma gave her a few more seconds before yanking her hands away and shoving me away. I put my hand on my dick and started stroking. If I didn't release some of the tension in it I felt like it was going to explode.

'Let's see the cunt of this little slut' Emma said and she crouched down at Grace's ass and started peeling the panties off. Grace obligingly kept her head against he wall, but turned back enough to watch as my wife peeled her panties away.

I watched in absolute glee as Grace's freshly-shaved pussy and asshole were revealed.

Emma has an incredible ass, but she was always conscious of it. I understood, we all have parts of our body we're not happy with. I made sure Emma knew that I loved her ass, offering to fuck it into submission if she wanted me to. That had made her laugh, but we hadn't done that for years. And so, as Grace's 19-year-old ass got revealed, Emma gasped.

'Oh my god' she said, staring at the skinny little ass in front of her. She put her hands on it, one on each cheek, and groped it, massaged it, spanked it, kissed it. Emma looked at me.

'Look at this tiny little ass!' Emma said. She sounded excited, entranced.

'What are we going to do about her wet little pussy?' I said.

'Fuck it. Please god fuck it' Grace said, but Emma stood up and gave her a slap. It wasn't hard, even in this character Emma wouldn't hurt someone.

'Shut the fuck up slut. You're not here to be rewarded, you're here to be punished' Emma said.

'Yes. Please punish me' Grace said.

'Is that what you want?' Emma said.

'Yes please, please punish me' Grace repeated.

'I have the perfect idea' Emma said and rested her chest on Grace's body, pulling her pink panties down to reveal the pussy I'd loved fucking for ten years. Emma grabbed my dick in her hand, yanked it towards her bent-over pussy. I put my hand on her pussy to spread some of her juices around the edge then spat on my dick and shoved it inside.

Emma cried out in pleasure at the sensation and nodded at me. Emma's pussy, as always, felt incredible. I started fucking her heavily, not holding back, ramming into her so hard I bounced off her ass. Emma braced her legs to take it and then turned to Grace's exposed asshole.

I did not believe it was possible for my cock to get bigger until I saw Emma stick her tongue out and start licking Grace's asshole. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen. This loving, caring, funny, smart and sexy woman was slathering her tongue all over this teenagers asshole and Grace started whimpering in pleasure.

I fucked harder, slamming against my wife, using her ass as a springboard to pound her.

Emma eventually leant back, pressing her back into me and groaning in pleasure as I pumped her. I put my arms on her chest, my hands gently around her throat and pressed all the way inside. Emma rolled her eyes back a moment before she shoved her ass into me and I popped out of her.

Emma crouched over by Grace now, facing me and holding Grace's ass cheeks in both her hands, spreading them to reveal both Grace's tight little holes.

'Now you need to fuck this little slut' Emma said. I took a step forward, aiming the tip of my dick against the wet young pussy, but Emma swatted it away.

'She wants you to fuck her pussy, but you're going to fuck her ass' Emma said. I broke character for just a fraction of a second as Grace gasped at the idea. Emma broke character for a moment to look furiously at me and I remembered her words: don't ruin this, take control.

'You think you can take a cock in your ass, slut?' I said.

'I think I can... I don't know' Grace wailed, but there was a playful note in her tone. Emma stood up and grabbed Grace's face, squeezing her cheeks in one hand.

'You wanted to fuck my husband? Well he's going to fuck you.'

Grace started nodding.

'Please fuck me. Fuck my ass. Fuck my tight little hole' she said and, to my surprise, Emma kissed her. It was a peck a first, testing the waters, but then they touched lips again, and again. Soon they were sucking each others tongues. Emma broke the kiss long enough to spank Grace hard on the ass.

'Fuck her ass!' she demanded. I stepped forward. It had been years since I'd fucked Emma's ass and I'd never fucked anyone else's. I took a deep breath and pushed my cock against the pink little hole. My dick was so hard, so big that it just bounced off. Emma grabbed Grace's head in both her hands and kissed her hard before breaking it off and looking over Grace's shoulder to see her husband's cock enter the tiny little asshole.

'Shove it in. Shove that big cock inside her.' Emma said. With the encouragement fueling me, I realigned my dick and pressed it against the tight hole. Eventually, it gave in and I pushed inside her. Grace cried out in surprise as her asshole filled with dick.

'Don't stop' she said, barely above a whimper.

'Oh you like it in the ass do you?' Emma said, grabbing Grace's head again. Grace nodded.

'Oh my god yes, fuck my ass.'

'You heard her, fuck her ass' Emma said. I kept pushing, moving my cock all the way inside. Everywhere I looked I felt a surge of sexual energy. My wife kissing Grace, Grace's hair in a now-messy ponytail, my wife's perfect ass alongside the tiny little ass my cock was now entering. There was so many sensations I felt like I was going to pass out.

Grace's asshole was tight and smooth and very different to Emma's pussy. It was a different pleasure as I managed to push all the way inside, pressing my crotch right up against Grace's ass cheeks as she cried out and went on her tippy toes again.

'That's a good girl' I said, resting my cock inside her for a moment. Emma looked down and saw how deep I was.

'Now fuck her. Fuck this little slut. Fuck her asshole!' she said. I started pulling out, gently at first, slowly, letting Grace's ass get used to the feeling. As the pressure eased a little, I started thrusting. Slowly, then faster. Her asshole was so tight I could feel every nerve on my dick at once.

'Oh my god' Grace moaned as I started fucking her ass proper, thrusting in and out, slamming my crotch against her ass cheeks like I'd done to my wife. Emma watched Grace's ass being demolished with absolute wonder.

'What a fucking slut you are Grace. How does it feel to have my husbands cock fucking your asshole?'

'I love it oh my god punish me. Punish my asshole. I deserve this. Fuck my teenage ass' Grace said. I kept going, slamming her so hard I started grunting from exertion. When I started to slow, Emma stopped me with a hand. I stopped and reluctantly pulled out.

'No, no, no don't stop!' Grace begged as Emma grabbed Grace's arm and hauled her into the kitchen. I followed, staring at the two perfect asses dripping with sweat, precum, spit and pussy juice.

'You shut the fuck up' Emma said as she shoved Grace towards the kitchen island. Grace, her panties and tights still at her knees, almost fell over, bracing herself on the marble top.

'Stay there!' Emma said and she climbed on top of the marble, spreading her legs. She then shoved Grace's head down onto her pussy.

'Lick my clit, slut' Emma said and Grace obliged, licking up the valley, pushing inside the labia to find the little nub and pressing her tongue against it.

'Oh fuck!' Emma cried out as Grace started licking up and down the clit.

'Oh my god keep tongue fucking me you nasty little whore' Emma said, keeping Grace's head down with her hands.

After a moment of watching this in pure admiration, I strode over to Grace's exposed ass and rested my cock on top of it.

'Don't you dare fuck her pussy' Emma cried out between shudders, 'She doesn't deserve it. You fuck her ass.'

I didn't need any encouragement. It didn't take anywhere near the effort to press into her asshole now. Grace moaned and shuddered as I slid into her. Emma grabbed Grace's hair and lifted her head up.

'Did you say something?'

'Fuck my asshole, please please please' Grace said.

I obliged, driving into her all the way. It felt incredible.

Emma shoved Grace's head back down and was soon shuddering again from having the small little tongue running up and down her clit.

I could feel my orgasm building now, all sensations had stopped spreading out from my cock and were now slowly making their way back, building pressure. I started grunting again, getting louder. The pressure was building and I couldn't hold it back. Emma noticed and shoved Grace's head away, hopping off the kitchen island and coming to watch her husband's cock disappear in Grace's asshole.

'Cum in her' Emma said.

'YES OH MY GOD CUM IN MEEEE!' Grace screamed as I fucked her harder and harder, the pressure of the orgasm giving me a wave of adrenaline.

'Cum in her ass. I want to see cum drip out of her ass. Cum in her ass' Emma said, crouching down to watch the show. I fucked Grace's ass as hard as I possibly could, annihilating her ass as she screamed out pleas for me to keep fucking her. Eventually the pressure hit maximum and I felt my balls completely empty inside. I cried out as the orgasm exploded into Grace's asshole, my dick throbbing and pulsating as it fountained cum out. I slowed down the pumping, going in and out slowly, shoving back in to squeeze every drop of cum out. Eventually, I took my hyper-sensitive dick out as Emma smiled at me and stared as Grace's asshole puckered and pulsated from the fucking. Grace flopped against the marble island, every bit as exhausted as I was. A few moments later, white creamy cum started dripping out of her asshole.

'There you go, that's the way' Emma said, grabbing Grace's ass cheeks and giving them a shake. Grace groaned.

'Is that what you wanted?' Emma said, standing up and stroking Grace's hair. Grace nodded and stood up, shuddering. She smiled.

'That was good punishment' she said. Emma smiled and looked at my dick that had now drooped a little.

'How'd her asshole feel?' she asked, dropping character.

'Fucking amazing' I said.

'Happy anniversary' Emma said, reaching up and giving me a kiss. I smiled back at her and held her hands.

'Thank you' Emma said, giving Grace a big hug. The sight of the two of them, tops on, panties off, socks on, and hugging sent a little pulse down to my formerly-spent cock.

'You should kiss again' I said, almost involuntarily. Emma looked at me, then back at Grace.

They kissed. Gently, tenderly. Sexy. They both looked at me.

'Do you mind if Grace stays for dinner?' Emma asked.