So, it all started with what was supposed to be a chill happy hour with a few coworkers after work. You know how it goes—a couple of drinks, some small talk about the job, the usual stuff. It was me, my husband Ryan, and two coworkers—Ethan, from sales, and Sarah, who’s in HR. We all get along really well, so the conversation flowed naturally, and before long, we were three rounds deep and joking about the dumbest stuff. I noticed some lingering eye contact between everyone, but didn’t think much of it at first.

Well, the bar eventually closed, but none of us were ready to call it a night yet. Ryan suggested we head back to our place, and everyone was down. I wasn’t expecting much besides maybe a couple more drinks and some casual conversation, but man, did things take a turn.

We get back to our place, pour a few more drinks, and settle into the living room. The vibe is relaxed, but there’s this underlying tension building. I mean, I could feel the energy shifting, and I was catching Ethan stealing glances at me, while Sarah couldn’t stop looking at Ryan. We were all a little tipsy by then, so the conversation started drifting into more... personal territory. It wasn’t long before we were talking about fantasies, relationships, and, well, sex.

At one point, Ethan jokingly asked if Ryan and I had ever “spiced things up” with other people. I could see where this was going, so I just shot Ryan a look, and he smirked back. We’ve been in the swinger scene for a while, but we hadn’t exactly advertised it at work. Still, the vibe was there, and I was definitely curious about where the night could go.

Ryan, being the confident guy he is, took the opportunity to casually suggest we all try something new. It didn’t even seem to faze Ethan or Sarah—like, I could tell they were into the idea. Sarah was a little shy about it, but the way she was eyeing Ryan made it clear she wasn’t going to back out.

I’ll admit, I was a bit nervous but also incredibly turned on by the thought of it. There’s something about crossing that line with people you know, like coworkers, that makes everything feel extra intense. I could feel my heart racing as Ryan leaned over to Sarah and whispered something in her ear, making her giggle and blush. Ethan didn’t waste any time either, and before I knew it, he was kissing me—soft at first, but it quickly turned hungry. His hands were on my hips, pulling me closer, and I could feel his excitement pressing against me through his pants.

At that point, all the tension in the room exploded. Clothes started coming off, fast. Ethan was tugging at my dress, and I could hear the rustling of Ryan helping Sarah out of her blouse. It was surreal—one minute, we’re just coworkers having a casual night out, and the next, we’re all half-naked in my living room, touching, kissing, and letting go of any inhibitions.

Ethan’s lips trailed down my neck as his hands explored my body, and I couldn’t help but moan as he found all the right spots. I glanced over and saw Ryan on the couch with Sarah, his hand between her legs, making her squirm with pleasure. The sight of them together only made me more excited. I’ve always loved watching Ryan with other women—it turns me on knowing that we both get to enjoy these experiences together.

Ethan must’ve noticed I was distracted because he pulled back and whispered, “You like watching them, huh?” I nodded, feeling the heat rush through me. “Let’s give them a show,” he said, his voice low and teasing.

Before I knew it, Ethan had me on the couch, and he was kissing me deeply, his fingers sliding into my thong and finding how wet I already was. I gasped as his fingers worked their magic, and I could feel Ryan’s eyes on us. That only made it hotter—knowing he was watching, getting turned on by seeing me with another man.

But things were just getting started. Ryan, always the dominant one, stood up and came over, pulling me away from Ethan just long enough to kiss me hard. His hands were all over me, teasing, touching, and driving me crazy. Then he turned to Sarah, and without a word, guided her to the floor. She was already breathless, her face flushed, and her eyes wide with excitement. Ryan positioned her on all fours, and I watched as he slowly entered her from behind, her gasp filling the room.

I couldn’t take my eyes off them, the way Sarah’s body rocked with each of Ryan’s thrusts, her moans getting louder as she lost herself in the pleasure. And then Ethan turned me around and pushed me onto my hands and knees right next to them. He wasted no time lining himself up behind me, sliding his cock into me with one smooth motion.

“Oh my god,” I gasped, the sensation of Ethan filling me overwhelming in the best way. The rhythm of his thrusts quickly matched Ryan’s, and I couldn’t help but moan louder with each movement. I was sandwiched between my husband and one of my coworkers, both of us lost in this raw, carnal pleasure. It was intoxicating.

And then, things got even more intense.

Ryan looked over at Ethan and said, “Let’s take it up a notch.” I knew exactly what he meant, and my pulse quickened. We’ve done double penetration before, and the thought of doing it again, especially in this wild situation, had me aching with desire.

Ethan pulled out, giving Ryan room to position himself in front of me. Ryan grabbed my hips and pushed into me, slow but deep, while Ethan lined himself up behind me. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but when Ethan finally slid back inside, filling me alongside Ryan, I practically screamed. The sensation of both of them inside me at once was mind-blowing, the kind of overwhelming pleasure that made everything else disappear.

They worked together, thrusting in sync, taking turns filling me completely. My whole body was on fire, every nerve buzzing as they pushed me closer and closer to the edge. I could hear Sarah beside us, moaning as she watched, her hand moving between her legs as she touched herself.

I could barely form words at this point. All I could do was gasp and beg them not to stop. “Please, more, don’t stop,” I kept whispering, my body trembling as I teetered on the edge of orgasm.

Ryan’s hands gripped my breasts, his fingers tweaking my nipples as he pounded into me from the front. Ethan’s hands were on my hips, his grunts matching Ryan’s as they both took me harder and faster. It was everything—sensory overload, the heat, the sounds of our bodies coming together, the intensity of being filled so completely. I could barely hold on.

“Jenna, you feel so fucking good,” Ethan groaned, his voice tight with effort. “So fucking tight.”

Ryan leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. “You gonna come for us, baby?” he growled. “You gonna come with both of us inside you?”

That was all it took. My body tensed as the orgasm hit me like a freight train, and I cried out, my entire body shaking as the waves of pleasure crashed over me. I felt them both follow, their cocks twitching inside me as they reached their own climaxes, groaning as they spilled into me.

We collapsed together in a sweaty, breathless heap, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of the orgasm. I glanced over at Sarah, who was watching with wide eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath.

“Your turn,” I whispered, giving her a mischievous smile. She looked a little nervous, but I could tell she was more than ready for what was coming next.

Ryan moved over to her, pulling her into a deep kiss as he guided her onto the couch, positioning her just like I had been. Ethan wasn’t far behind, his hands already running up and down her body as he kissed her neck. I could see the excitement in her eyes, the anticipation of what was about to happen.

“Relax,” Ryan whispered to her, his lips brushing against her ear. “We’re going to take care of you.”

Sarah let out a shaky breath, nodding as Ryan pushed inside her, slow and steady. She gasped, her nails digging into the couch cushions as he filled her completely. Ethan lined himself up behind her, just like before, waiting until Sarah gave a small nod of approval before he pushed in alongside Ryan.

Her reaction was immediate—her back arched, and she let out a low, throaty moan as both of them filled her. Ryan and Ethan moved in perfect sync, thrusting in tandem as they gave Sarah exactly what she needed. I watched as her face contorted with pleasure, her mouth open, eyes squeezed shut as she lost herself in the sensation.

“Fuck, yes,” Sarah cried out, her voice shaky with pleasure. “More, please, more.”

They gave her more, pushing her to the edge just like they had with me. And as I sat there watching, my own body still buzzing with satisfaction, I couldn’t help but think about how much this had changed everything. We were more than just coworkers now. We’d crossed a line, one that I wasn’t sure we could ever go back from. But honestly? I didn’t want to.

Part 2?