Our second and last time with Mark.
I had been away on a course in another city all week, and flew home Friday afternoon. Debra had arranged for our friends Mark and Audrey to come around for dinner and started to prepare as soon as she arrived home from work. We discussed the week over a glass of wine while she cooked. It had been a long week and I could feel myself becoming aroused as I watched Debra move around.
She was still wearing her work clothes; black skirt and white top, underneath I would find out latter she had on a new corselet with suspenders, stockings and high heels. Just to please me.
I made a number of passes but each was rebuffed and I was finally told to “go and have a shower.”
Mark and Audrey arrived in due course and we enjoyed a nice dinner and a number of bottles of wine. Debra usually did not drink a lot, preferring to stop after a glass or two. Tonight she was letting the wine flow freely and appeared to be relaxing at the end of a hard week.
The talk as always touched on sex, unusually Mark and Audrey, who were engaged and now living together, admitted that about once every couple weeks had become their norm. This appeared to pique Debra’s interest as it had been over a year since our last experience with Mark. Mark made it clear that he would have preferred sex more often.
The night went on until quite late, a scotch or two followed coffee and we continued to make references to the monthly event, light heartedly of course. Debra had a scotch, which was again unusual for her.
Time came for them to leave and naturally the question was posed, was tonight going to be Mark’s lucky night of the month. Audrey seemed sure that it likely wouldn’t be, apparently she was finding regular sex uncomfortable, poor Mark!
As soon as they left Debra grabbed me, we kissed and touched each other before moving to the bedroom. We continued to kiss as I slowly unbuttoned Debra’s top and watched as she dropped her skirt to the floor. She admitted buying the corselet earlier in the week with tonight-in mind and she looked extremely sexy with stockings and high heels.
We had experimented with light bondage once previously; I had tied Debra to the headboard of our bed and we had fantasized that I would call someone else around to take her. She had found this quite erotic and had climaxed quite quickly.
Tonight Debra asked if she could tie me to the bed, this was quite unusual, as Debra did not often take the lead in our lovemaking. I agreed and wondered what was to come. Debra unbuttoned my shirt and I dropped my trousers leaving me with just a pair of black boxer shorts on.
I lay face up on the bed and Debra proceeded to tie my wrists to the bedposts above my head. She then climbed on top of me and sat astride my hips leaning forward to kiss me on the mouth, she slowly worked her way down touching and kissing my chest and stomach, running her hand up and down my arms.
Finally when I thought I could stand it no longer she reached my cock. Very gently she began to rub me with her hand through the silk fabric and looking up at me said:
“You’d like to watch me fuck some else, wouldn’t you”?
“Yes”. I said, wondering where this was leading.
“I bet you’d like to watch me fuck Mark again”?
“Yes, if that’s what you want”. I said, wondering if she was really serious.
“If you want I can call him up? I’m sure he’d come back”. She said.
“I’d like that a lot”. I said. “But are you sure that’s what you really want”.
“I’ve been thinking about having you both all night”.
“OK then if you’re really sure”. I said, realizing that this was not part of any fantasy and Debra was quite serious.
Debra climbed off the bed and moments latter I could hear her talking on the phone. When she came back into the bedroom I asked if she had really called Mark, this was so unlike the normal Debra.
She indicated that she had and he would be here soon. I asked Debra if she was going to untie me and she indicated that she wasn’t. First she said, she wanted to watch my face while Mark took her in from of me.
I wasn’t at all sure about this, it’s one thing to watch your wife with another man but I wasn’t sure I wanted to do it tied to our bed. I worried what Mark would think?
Debra appeared to enjoy being in control and disappeared for a time, I was left to wonder. I was quite nervous and not a little embarrassed, but also extremely aroused. Debra appeared again with a glass of wine, I imagine this was to help her calm her nerves.
Fortunately Mark only lived a mile or so away. Who knows what he had told Audrey about the phone call. Before long there was footsteps down our path and a knock on our front door. Debra left to answer it. Our bedroom was off the hall next to the front door so I could hear everything.
It was clear that Mark was pleasantly surprised to see her dressed in sexy lingerie when the door opened, maybe he had expected a prank to lure him back for more drinking, I’m not sure. Anyway I could hear him complement Debra on her attire. He asked where I was as he stepped inside, she indicated the bedroom and then must have starting kissing him as all I could hear the sounds of people embracing.
After about a minute I heard Debra say: “Not here, in the bedroom. I want Bob to watch.”
They both entered the bedroom and I could see the look of surprise on Mark’s face. We explained that Debra wanted me to watch and that she had tied me up so that, that was all I could do. Mark seemed to accept this and after the initial shock of seeing me like this appeared happy to go with the flow.
Debra reached over and grabbed Mark’s hand, indicating that she wanted to continue. Mark took one last look at me before they kissed. I could see Debra push her tongue into Mark’s mouth and Mark respond, his hands began to roam, one across Debra’s back and down across her bottom, the other massaging an already exposed breast. It was clear that he had wasted no time in the hall.
Debra began to slowly undress him, first his shirt and then his trousers, I could see through his underwear that he was very aroused as Debra’s hands massage his cock. Mark kneeled down to remove Debra’s panties and after they were gone she parted her legs to allow him better access. I watched as he kissed her stomach and slowly started to work his way down to her clit. Debra’s eyes closed and her hands found the back of his head pushing his face hard against her sex.
What I really wanted to do was touch myself, my cock felt enormous. The ties prevented me and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to come without touching. I couldn’t take my eyes off of them.
After what seemed an eternity Debra indicated that she wasn’t going to be able to come that way and asked Mark to take her from behind, bent over the end of the bed. Mark rose and after removing his underwear positioned himself behind Debra as she bent over the end of the bed facing me. She was looking directly at me with a smile on her face as he entered her.
I could tell the exact moment that Mark buried his cock deep inside her. With his hands on her hips he began to slowly thrust, Debra closed her eyes again and I could see that she was beginning to lose herself in the sensation. Mark’s hands moved up to Debra’s breasts and he gently pulled and twisted her nipples. She began to push back and meet each of Mark’s thrusts. She was very near to coming.
One of Mark’s hands moved lower, working it’s way down between her legs; Debra opened her legs wider to give him better access. Mark’s hand found her clit and he began to rub it firmly. This was all too much for Debra, she started to moan, and the cries got louder with each thrust until she came.
Mark continued to thrust and came himself shortly after.
Debra untied me after this and we made love while Mark watched.
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