When my husband text me in mid February about his proposed promotion, I was completely astounded at the last part of his text. The text basically said, he'd pretty much got the promotion, but to solidify it and to make absolutely sure, would I consider sharing our bed with his future boss, Ian. Angry and totally confused I tried to get hold of him by texting back, but he didn't answer me. I even drove down to his place of work, only to find he'd left earlier with his new future boss. Asking where they might they have gone, one of his colleagues told me he mentioned something about going over to Ian's house. Making out I really needed to speak to my husband, I was given Ian's address. It wasn't hard to find and I was outside his house ten minutes later, my husbands car parked across the driveway.
I must have knocked at least a half dozen times, then decided to walk around the rear of his property. Opening the unlocked gate at the side of Ian's house. The scene that met me when I looked through Ian's patio door windows, will stay with me forever. My husbands boss was sat naked on a dining room chair, his feet pointing in my direction. Stood and squatting on top of him, also naked, was my husband who was facing the same way. My husbands dick was bouncing up and down as his arsehole was being fucked by Ian. They were having gay sex and by the looks of it, my husband and he had probably fucked each other before, and also from the look on my husbands face, he was loving every thrust of Ian's large cock up his butt hole.
It's not a lie when people say, you sometimes get rooted to the spot. I litterally couldn't move watching them fuck. They hadn't noticed me, even though I was probably only ten feet away. I don't remember conciously doing it, but I must have become horny watching them and I'd started to touch myself through my knickers, after I slipped my right hand under my skirt.
At one stage I thought they'd seen me, because they both moved and Ian stood up. In fact they changed position. My husband knelt on the chair, holding the back rail. Ian stood up to him and forcefully slammed his cock back into my husband from behind. I don't know how long I was stood there, what I do know is I came all over my fingers and my pussy juices soaked my knickers. I'd not cum like that for a while and certainly not watching two grown men having gay sex.
Feeling all sorts of emotions I returned to my car, but not before I saw Ian unload up my husband arsehole. He was pounding my husband by then with long powerful strokes, and at that point I considered barging in on them. The fact my orgasm was still pulsing through me, was the only reason I didn't. When I reached home some twenty minutes later, my head was in a mess and I hadn't got a clue what I was going to do or say when my husband got home.
It was three hours later when his car pulled onto the drive. I'd been in the shower and just about to put on my comfy lounge clothing when he walked into the house. He shouted for me and I told him I was in our bedroom. In the three years we've been married I've never known him to be as sexually charged. The towel I had on was lifted off me and I found myself letting him force me into a kneeling position on the bedroom carpet. without any foreplay my husband rock hard cock was forced into my drippingly wey pussy. With his super hard dick banging away at my pussy hole, I thought about letting him know what I'd witnessed, but the fucking he was giving me was too good to stop, so I let him fuck me into a very strong orgasm, my second, but not the last of the day.
I was just about coming down off my orgasm, when he shot what seemed like load after load up my well fucked hole. Moving onto the bed we lay next to each other, my husband still dressed, but his cock protruding from his trousers. Letting us both calm down I broke the silence with my discovery.
My husband was unbelievably at ease with what I told him I'd seen him and his new boss to be, were doing. He even asked me if I'd enjoyed watching him. I couldn't lie and told him I'd masturbated. When he said he knew I had and he'd seen me watching him, also playing with myself, it was my turn to be caught out. He now knew, I'd let him fuck me with the knowledge of him having gay sex with Ian. Moving down my body and staring at my pussy leaking his cum, my husband buried his face into my pussy and started to lick my cum oozing pussy out. The thrid orgasm followed not too much longer afterwards.
We haven't had Ian share our bed yet, but that's only because he had to sort out another part of the company. He is schedualed to be back in our town later this month. My whole thought processes have changed since I caught them having sex, but moreover since I discovered how horny I'd become, knowing he was being fucked. Ian's eventual stay over at our house has been arranged, and it's now only a matter of days away. I simply and truely cannot wait to have both men naked in our bed and sharing one another.