We met at the climbing gym. My wife and I just joined, trying to meet new people after moving from out of town. You and your husband were the first people we met. The tension was palpable from the first moment.

This was new to us, having chemistry with a couple. Sometimes I wondered if it was new for you as well. At first my wife and I thought we had just made fast friends, that it was meant to be. But soon it became clear there was something more than that. We flirted. Not as individuals, but as couples. I would flirt with you, she would flirt with your husband, we would watch each other tell dirty jokes and put casual hands on arms and legs. See each other staring as we belayed.

It took my wife and I a long time to find the courage to talk to each other about it. We kept saying we were good friends, until finally she asked the question that always starts it. What if? What if we were attracted to them. What if they were attracted to us?

We didn't have to wait long to find out. You invited us over for dinner. We had a few drinks, listened to some record your husband put on, and then-

You and I kissed first. I looked over at my wife as you leaned in, making sure it was ok. You didn't look back to him. Your lips felt so soft.

I heard them kissing as I let my hands explore your body. Heard their clothes come off as you took off mine. I hear my wife grinding against your husbands body as you kiss down mine- and then...

His moan sounded like a gun shot. Both of us look over in surprise as my wife giggles in shock, his cock spurting it's load before she'd slipped him inside.

The tension is still in the room.... lingering with the question- what do we do now? Do we wait for him to get it back? Have some fun while he recovers? Or are we too swept up in our own lusts to care about him, the three of us carrying on while he sits on the couch, watching?