It Takes Three To Tango
For my 15th anniversary my husband took me to Florence in Italy. We did the tourist stuff and the long walks and taking a coffee on a sidewalk cafe to people watch. In our hotel, a small hotel, I met a woman who was agitated. I listened to her and she cussed, harsh words, about being dumped. She was not a young girl, she was in her later thirties, close to my age. She asked me a lot of questions as to what I saw in a man and why I was married. During that line of questions she told me she had always been lesbian, she had surrendered her commission in the Navy to follow her partner, a big time journalist for a TV network. She was dumped for a French journalist ten years younger.
I told her that life sucks, not quite that way, and that if she wanted some company she could join us for dinner. My husband was a bit of a masculine, especially with women, but if she could put up with him, she was welcome.
My husband was true to form and worked hard to put her in her place and she fought back with a lot of nonsense. Who cares? Was my attitude, it's just dinner. But my husband got it in him and he wasn't going to stop until he had where he wanted her, right under him. And that night in our hotel room he fucked her every which way to Sunday. Whether she was experienced or not didn't matter, the more he fucked her the more she seemed to like it, and I got off with my finger. Our little secret is watching him fuck other women.
When it got to getting his dick up her backside she started rebelling, but that only makes the lion more aggressive and he got her under him on her stomach and slowly but surely got his dick in her. I wiped her up afterwards and sat with her and listened. She called him all sorts of names but there she was with his cum in her. I told her I liked watching her get fucked like that, I loved watching women get fucked and she was a special a treat to me. See my love nut was so sore from rubbing myself, to which she leaned over and kissed it. She told me she didn't know why she liked pussy, but being manhandled was something she always put up with. A Navy officer she had lots of men manhandle her, and that's maybe why her partner left her.
The end result was a holiday in Italy with a butt hurt lesbian and after we got back to our little home life, she followed a few weeks later. Whether it was for him or for being with me, well that's another story. She likes to eat pussy and I have always liked that. She cuddles at night and fights him when he gets on her, but it is never really a winning strategy, he isn't quitting till his dick is in her. I watch and finger myself until its over and she can give her full attention to my pussy.
