My wife and I attended a Christmas party this year to be there and support a friend of hers.  My wife is very empathic and caring, thus we many times end up doing things to help or encourage friends.  Even with the wife being the one who is always ready to be there for friends, I seem to attract a lot of people that need to talk to include telling me their life story and problems. This evening was no exception. I soon found myself listening to a young man who recently completed college and moved here. He was over 1,000 miles from where he called home with his long distance relationship falling apart.

My wife interrupted her mingling to check on me.  She caught part of our discussion as I was telling him about my wife and I being close friends prior to dating. I introduced him to my lovely wife.  It was quite apparent that he was in awe of her sexiness. As she wandered off, he stared at her ass.  She seemed to be putting a bit extra swing to her hips.

He led the conversation more towards sex and that part of a relationship. My wife soon returned walking up behind him.  He was in the middle of asking a very explicit question about her. I saw her blush, which is rare. I nodded my head towards her to let him know she was there.  As he began stammering she placed her hand on his shoulder to relax him and suggested that it might be better to continue that conversation in a more private place. Letting him know that we were heading home, she gave him our address and invited him to stop by for a couple drinks.

While driving home, I asked her about the invite.  She simply stated that she felt he really needed to talk.  Bringing up how enamored he was with her, I suggested what he needed was a sympathy fuck. She shot that down with a firm no, but thought some teasing may be in order.

He and I sat down to continue our conversation while my wife went to make some drinks.  To answer his question from the party, I described the first time my wife and I made love. I was not extremely detailed or explicit, but enough that I could see his cock getting hard in his dress slacks.

My lovely wife returned with a tray of drinks wearing a short robe. She finished the story I was telling describing the feeling of my cock stretching her pussy and the orgasm that she had. She had not only stepped up the explicit nature of the conversation but was also giving us some lovely views of cleavage and he ass cheeks as she bent over. As-well, the drinks were strong, further fueling the nature of the conversation. As he asked a couple more questions, she did most of the answers/story telling.  I would throw in information from my perspective at times, but she was doing an amazing job of instructing him, encouraging him, and teasing him.  As we were all feeling pretty toasted, he directed a question to me about attraction beyond friendship, finishing with how she has a lot to be attracted to, while gazing at her cleavage. 

From the bedroom, I grabbed a framed picture I took of her in her college graduation gown with it open and showing her breasts. Handing it to him, I explained how 20 years ago when we began dating she had small breast, B cups.  I pointed out her very small nipples and puffy areolas. Making the point that I found her breasts very attractive, but I prefer and Love her breasts now. As I reached my hand out to her, she willingly took my hand and stood up for me in front of him. Opening her robe, I showed him her breasts. Cupping them in my hands I told him he could touch and feel them.  I encouraged he to suck on her nipples.

Having him sit back down, I got back to the original question as to what first sexually attracted me to her.  I told him how in class she would wear short shorts. Running my hand up her thighs, I continued telling him how I loved looking at her big thighs dreaming about being between them. My hands on her thighs lifted up her robe.  I continued up, giving him just a small peak of her pink pussy.

Sitting down and pulling her over my lap, I lifted her robe up exposing her big white ass.   Spreading her legs, I made sure he had a good view of her shaved pussy. Inviting him to look closer he commented about it being such a pretty pale pink. Rubbing a finger between her pussy lips, I showed him how wet she gets. Telling him how sweet it tastes, I had her insert a finger and then let him lick the juices off her finger. As a final note, I told how good her pussy felt fucking it, how tight and wet, and how her long labia grasped my cock with each stroke.

We sent him to the spare bedroom to sleep as we fucked in the bedroom across the hallway. We did not bother closing the door.  She was even louder than normal knowing he was watching us fuck and stroking his cock.