My Wife, My Boss And His Wife And Me - Some More Happy Memories
This is part three of my wife and my experiences with my boss and his wife several decades ago. Our relationship had been going on for about 18 months. Probably once a month, my wife Caroline and I would swap with my older boss Alex and his wife Mar; you will need to read the first two parts for all the details of how this happened and some of the early events. Thank you for all the likes and requests for more stories from that time; I've been casting my mind back to remember some more of our experiences back then.
Alex had been told he needed to lose some weight. His family had a history of heart disease, and Mary took this threat very seriously. Caroline and I loved walking in the Lake District, which is in the UK. The beautiful scenery makes it a fabulous place to visit and walk. Mary asked if we might take Alex and her for a day out walking to help with his weight loss and fitness, and I, of course, agreed. As it was autumn, there wouldn't be loads of people up there, so if Alex needed regular breaks, there was nobody to see, and the weather was still not cold, so good for walking. To clarify, Alex was about five feet, ten, and probably about seventeen or eighteen stones. Caroline had commented that he had a thick physique, big but not grossly fat, and although he had developed a gut, it wasn't too bad.
When he finally agreed to go on a walking trip, Alex decided to make it a weekend away in the Lake District. He booked us into a fabulous hotel in Elter Water; we arrived straight after work on a Friday night. We ate at a local rustic pub with blazing open fires; it was very cosy, and the food was delicious. On arriving back at the hotel, a short ten-minute walk, Alex surprised me by kissing Caroline full on the lips and taking Mary's hand before bidding us "goodnight". We were both shocked and had somewhat expected to swap partners. Caroline had even bought a pair of very sexy lace knickers, and I'd shaved her as Alex liked shaven heavens. We had also assumed that the weekend away meant a weekend of wife-swopping sex; it had been a couple of months since our last episode, and it's fair to say both my wife and I were up for some fun.
The following day, we met for breakfast, and Alex looked fantastic in his walking gear; think of Lord Grantham from Downton Abbey!! I shit you not; what a character he was!! We decided to have a walk up to Silver How from Grasmere. It's a gentle walk, and although Silver How is, I think, classed as a mountain, it's not a big one; if memory serves, it's just over a thousand feet. The weather was cold but dry, and the walk was fun. Alex was telling funny stories as usual and was his usual larger-than-life self. Halfway up, Caroline needed to spend a penny, and Alex asked if he could watch!
Mary also wanted to pee and asked if I'd like to watch her. Now, this is an area we hadn't explored even with each other, Caroline wasn't keen, but Alex went into full sales mode that he would love to see her magnificent pussy being used for something other than sex and that a woman peeing always turned him on. As we were in the middle of nowhere and halfway up a mountain, there were few secluded areas to pee. Caroline hadn't agreed to let Alex watch her pee, but he followed her into some thick heather, with Mary and myself in close pursuit. She found a dry-stone wall and lowered her walking trousers and knickers. Alex was so excited to see her bald pussy. Mary had also lowered her walking trousers and squatted next to Caroline. Up to that point, I’d never seen a woman pee. It was intriguing and erotic watching these two beautiful women pee from their bald pussies. Caroline’s pussy labia hung down between her legs, and the lips met where she peed from; it was almost like a little cock. On the other hand, Mary's was almost smooth, and I could see exactly where the pee was coming from, making it sexier. Mary, at one point, looked me square in the eyes and parted her smooth lips whilst peeing. It was fascinating to look at the inner working of a pussy whilst it was doing something I’d never seen before. Mary was getting off on being viewed. When Caroline finished, Alex asked if he could clean her pussy. She stood up and handed Alex the tissue she was holding; he led her back; to the stone wall, dropped the tissue, got on his knees, and licked her pussy clean! Caroline was hesitant initially, but as his tongue worked around her pussy, lapping up every last drop, she soon warmed up. Although Mary had wiped herself clean, I had her against the same wall and licked her pussy. Both the girls had orgasms; some other walkers then came along the path, meaning Alex and myself were left with hard cocks and full testicles.
About fifteen minutes later, Alex took us off the path and led us into a small coppice wood. In the middle were some fallen trees, with the standing trees offering some privacy. Alex was pulling Caroline's trousers and knickers down and bent her over one of the felled trees. He immediately entered her doggy style and started violently fucking. I left Mary, went to the front, lowered my trousers, and fed my cock into my wife's mouth. The fucking Alex was giving her caused her head to push forward, which along with her tongue and lips, was an amazing sensation. Alex then tenses up and starts to fill Caroline's pussy with spunk. I was so close to cumming; however, as soon as Alex finished, Mary commanded that I fuck her. I entered her from the back and started to fuck her, and Alex stuffed his cock in her mouth; Mary loved being spit roasted. My last memory of this episode is Mary lying over the fallen tree as I violently rammed my cock up her lovely bald fanny, with Alex at the front of her with his cock in her mouth, the same cock that moments before had been up my sweet wife’s large c**t; Caroline sat on the tree next to us playing with her clit as I watched globs of my boss's spunk oozing out of her swollen pussy lips just as I filled my boss’s wife pussy with my own man fat.
That evening we all ate in the hotel. Caroline was wearing a red low-cut dress, and Mary a black cocktail dress; they looked fantastic and turned a few heads of men and a couple of women as we walked into the restaurant. Alex didn’t like the first table wewere offered and wanted to sit in a quieter part next to a window. The waiter was protesting, but three twenty-pound notes from Alex had the chap preparing the alternative table for his generous benefactor. The new table was brilliant, set away from the other few diners and overlooking a stream which looked beautiful with the hotel lights.
I'd guessed why he wanted a more secluded position as it wasn’t long before his hands were all over Caroline and Mary. He pulled their chairs nearer to him and had one hand in my wife’s and the other in his own wife's underwear. Both women were looking dreamy-eyed as he played with their pussies. He removed his hands only to order from our still very grateful waiter, who had probably just made more from tips with Alex than he would in a week of tips at that time of year. As the waiter served our starters, I noticed that Alex hadn't removed his hand from Caroline's dress, and looking at the startled look on our server's face; I thought he had seen what he was doing. My wife looked a little sheepish, but Alex just smiled and paid the waiter yet another compliment on the service quality and the restaurant's ambience. I later discovered that when the waiter had looked down, Alex had previously slid my young bride’s knickers to the side and had separated her large labia giving our devoted waiter a clear look at the inner delicacies of my wife's intimate feminine place. In later life, my wife would become quite the exhibitionist; I've always known this fabulous fetish was born and grown by Alex.
During dinner, Alex had asked if we could swap wives for the night. Caroline and I whole heartily agreed; I loved hearing what Alex had done ..(continue confession)