His wife was an exhibitionist and a tease that was bi-curious and tri-curious. For his birthday she bet him double or nothing, anything you want! (Mf – MMf, light bondage) Copyright: .(c) 2002 by FiftySomethingMale@HotMail.com Redistribution is permitted, if it is done on non-commercial basis and this header is. preserved. Comments would be appreciated. Almost a Threesome I recognized Trevor immediately, even after17 years. We worked together at the on-campus bar / lounge in university for about three years. On several occasions, Trevor asked me if I would drive if he picked up two or three girls for after work, almost always setting me up with a very attractive candidate. After being out of school working for five years before university, I owned a nice van that would carry six+, and would convert to a bed if (frequently) needed. Trevor even had his own key so he wouldn't have to come and find me if he wanted to use the van for a few minutes. He was about 40 now, divorced and remarried to a girl a few years younger than him with two kids 11 and 13. When I reminded him of "old times" he just smiled and said things haven't changed much. His new wife Katrina, was Latino and had a big enough sexual appetite to keep him both busy and even happier than when he was in school. Both of them had high profile executive positions with lots of staff and they had just bought a new house together. It was about three weeks later when my cell phone rang while I was driving home on the expressway in heavy traffic. A familiar male voice. said, "take this exit and go north to the third light, turn left and go three blocks to the restaurant on the right side. You will know it when you see it!" and the phone went dead. I knew the voice but couldn't place it and didn't recognize any drivers in near by cars. It was about 5:15 and I knew the area around the restaurant. It was a busy new industrial area on a major street so following the instructions didn't seem dangerous and I frankly, I was curious. I spotted an SUV in the mirror that seemed to be following me but could not see the driver until I parked and Trevor pulled in beside me. Smiling he jumped out, excited and asked if he could buy me a coffee or a beer. "But Trevor, we've driven past 6 coffee shops, a truck stop, a strip joint, 3 hotels and 3 or 4 restaurants to get here, why here?" He just continued to smile like a little kid with a secret and escorted me in without answering. It was a medium sized, industrial area restaurant with a bar, banquet style room and a comfort food lunchtime restaurant menu. We ordered a beer and he started to explain: "My 40th birthday is next week and my wife and I are coming here to a dance to celebrate. We are social members of an Adult Club that holds private dances here twice a month." . "Adult Club?" I asked. "Yea, it's a club for people with sex on their mind. A few of the events are what you might call wife swapping but most of the members just come to the members only dances where they can dress as they want and do what they want." He could see the questions in my face and continued, "most of the dances have a theme like: Wear you Favorite Button Front Dress, which suggests that as the evening goes on, more and more buttons tend to get un-done. Most of the members are exhibitionist, voyeur or both. You can dance with anyone that says yes or you can fondle your wife if you want but no sex at the dance. Most people come here to add some spice to their lives, show off a bit, get very horny, and go home and screw their brains out, . . no risk." . Now I was interested. "How can I help?" "Katrina loves sex and is bi-curious and tri-curious but is afraid to experiment with someone we know from the club incase it doesn't work out or incase she wants to back-out at the last minute. At the club she's a horny exhibitionist that goes further at every dance. The last time she had her top completely un-done showing almost her entire chest wearing the shortest skirt you have ever seen. I trust you and I know how good you were with women. Will you help?" We spent two hours developing a plan for his birthday a week from Saturday night. Katrina had agreed to: ‘anything he wanted for his birthday.' The kids would be away with their father and he could get me a stag invitation to write and positive spin, Internet article about the club to encourage more membership. He even bought her a new outfit to wear for the dance including a bra that was 1 size too small for her. I met Trevor at their new house on Saturday afternoon while Katrina was away shopping. It was a very nice semidetached in a new subdivision with an empty house next door. There were several pictures of Katrina including a bikini on the beach photo in the master bathroom. Trevor was a very, very lucky man. We setup and tried my video camera, he gave me the garage door code and I left to have dinner and get ready. The plan was for me to add some spice to their evening going only as far as Katrina was comfortable or as Trevor instructed. I was waiting at the end of the street as they left and drive right into their garage to be less noticeable. I set-up the video camera in his closet, put 100 watt light bulbs in two of the lamps, moved the oil lamp to the dresser and moved the bed into the middle of the room. It was a larger than usual bedroom above the garage with two walk-in closets and a custom four poster bed with no head board or foot board to get in the way. I left one pillow in the middle of the bed and attached a tie strap with Velcro wrist & ankle straps to each post. The host of the dance, Ruthy, was very accommodating and eager to please hoping that I would write a favorable article for the club, which I fully intended to do. She introduced me to several couples and we were standing by the entrance talking when Trevor and Katrina arrived. I approved of his choice of outfit for her. She was wearing a short very sheer white blouse buttoned down the front with a lacy red half-cup bra. The bottom of the blouse was about two inches above the waist of the short black suede skirt with a front zipper that was closed half way down to the hem. She was about 5 foot 6 inches tall with a 38D chest, slim waist and firm hips with blond hair down to her shoulders and spoke with an intriguing Spanish accent. In the bright white light near the washrooms, you could see her tear drop shaped boobs showing through the top. It looked like she had tucked her D size boobs into the C cup bra so the nipples were hidden but her large dark areolas were clearly visible. I joined Trevor, Katrina and four other couples at a round table near the edge of the small dance floor. We chatted about the club, careers, couples, sex, past dances and Trevor's birthday most of the evening. Most of the guests were in their 30's with a few 40's and 50's offset by several 20 something's. There were a lot of very attractive couples here and admiring the women required no imagination. After the first two fast dances with Trevor, Katrina retuned to the table with half of her buttons undone and her nipples peaking out over the top edge of her bra like they were hanging there trapped. Ruthy introduced me to the DJ and we chatted for several minutes about how he tries to control the mood and build the fun as the evening goes on. I asked him for some special requests if he saw Katrina and I dancing and tipped him $20.00. As the evening went on, it was clear that Katrina loved dancing as much as she apparently liked sex and clearly liked drawing attention to herself. After several fast dances with Trevor he came back to the table to rest and she grabbed my arm to dance with her. I had asked the DJ to play a Latin number first and Katrina immediately started gyrating against me smiling as she was consciously driving me wild. Her nipples had bounced out of the small bra after the first dance and after a few tequilas she had started undoing the buttons till there were only two still fastened offering an almost un-obstructed view of her exceptional chest with dark, stiff cigar sized nipples. There was only about 2 inches of the zipper still done up on the skirt offering a complete thigh high view of her legs. The second dance was a slow waltz where she hugged me tightly rubbing her now untrapped boobs against me and kidding me asking if I was having ‘fun' as she grabbed my erection through my pants and laughing at me. I challenged her to stay up for ‘one more' dance and she agreed before I nodded to the DJ who played a polka as I subtly undid the last buttons on her blouse. We flew around the floor, bouncing to the music; her blouse flew off her shoulders hanging half way down her back. She just laughed and noticeable added some more spring to her dance step. I swung her around and around and kept up the pace as everyone else left the floor entirely to us and her bare, gyrating chest. Shortly after we started the show a ben-wa ball fell from beneath her skirt drawing cheers, whistles and clapping from around the room. Trevor retrieved it as we continued to dance outlasting the music and returning to the table to rest and more applause. Her face was red. I just couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment, dancing or excitement. Being shy, she undid the last few inches of the zipper on her skirt, took the golf ball sized object from her husband, dipped it in her drink to clean it, lifted one leg up on her chair and replaced the ball between her shaved pussy lips. Everyone at the table could now see she was wearing a black garter belt and long black stockings with no panties under the skirt. The discussion that followed, as she took off the damp blouse revealing her full chest glistening with sweat, was about the bet between Trevor and Katrina. She had offered him sex any way he wanted for his birthday after the dance. Their bet was double or nothing that she couldn't keep the two balls inside herself for the entire dance. This prompted requests from one of the guys to see both balls prompting her to stand up again and produce them for inspection before re-inserting them and dragging Trevor off to dance again. When Katrina went to the washroom, Trevor told me it was time to go, which I did as quickly as I could after chatting on the way out with Ruthy the host. I took the expressway and Trevor took the side streets to avoid traffic. As I arrived at their house I went in and lit the oil lamp, tuned on the music and ran out through the side door leaving it unlocked. I parked four houses up the street from their house and slouched down in the seat as they drove by. When I saw the upstairs light on, I turned on the ignition, released the brake and let my car coast quietly backwards into their driveway watching for the bedroom lights to flash. The first time Trevor had tied up Katrina, he used nylon rope putting towels around her wrists and ankles to avoid rope burns. She had three orgasms that night as he teased her. Tonight he was using new Velcro padded cuffs and she had agreed to a blindfold to add to the excitement. Her blouse and skirt were already off by the time she got up to their room and she noticed but didn't question how the bed got moved or the oil lamp lit. Trevor signaled me by flashing the lights to see if the blindfold worked completely and left them on for the camera, which he started with the remote control on the dresser. He had been teasing her all night about making her wait promising to drive her wild in ‘new' ways. By the time I got some supplies from the kitchen and went upstairs to peak in the door she was stretch and tied spread eagle, face up on the bed with a pillow under her hips and he was in his boxers talking quietly to her kneeling between her legs. She was still wearing the red half bra, garter and stockings. As I entered he was playing with three cherries, which he wet between her pussy lips and fed to her eager mouth like a baby bird starving for a worm. He started kissing her all over as I soaked a small cloth with a new perfume sample, which I placed beside her head while he was working on her legs from the foot of the bed. She noticed it immediately so I quietly moved it to the other side drawing her head from side to side wondering. Trevor started removing one of her stockings tickling the inside of her thigh with a feather and kissing her as he went. I grabbed the camera and played videographer as Trevor drove her to her first orgasm by licking a spray can of cold whipping cream from her nipples, pussy lips and clit. When she was almost at her peak, I placed one foot on the head of the bed causing it to move and her to jerk her head again, panting with excitement and anxiety calling, "who's that? Who's her with us?" The combination of nerves, excitement and panic drove her over the edge immediately. Trevor answered, "Just us dear, do you want there to be someone here?" She rolled her head around listening intently. Trevor crawled up from the foot of the bead and started kissing her neck and working his way back down to her chest and stomach again as she started to relax and he started to build her up again. As he got to her stomach working from the bottom of the bed, I placed a foot on the head of the bead again, causing her to draw in a big breath with certainty this time. Trevor started removing the ben-wa balls and working on her with two fingers inside and his thumb massaging her clit increasing her breathing rate. I mounted the camera back on the stand with a ‘click' and set the tray of stuff from the kitchen on the bed. Trevor nodded to me and I knelt on the top of the bed with my knees beside her head and supporting myself with my left hand on the bed beside her chest. I sprayed the cold whipping cream on her chest and started to lick it off as she started screaming and panting. As soon as Trevor started licking her pussy lips and clit and I hit her nipples. Her questions and screams and the look of terror on her face, quickly changed to moans and groans as she started panting for breath. He started to lick the alphabet on her pussy and clit as I sprayed more whipping cream on her tits. Licking her with my tongue and rubbing her stomach with an ice cube in my right hand, she exploded in a second massive orgasm, gasping for breath pulling all four tie-straps almost to the breaking point as Trevor inserted a finger in her ass to drive her higher and maintain her peak. As she finally started to come down, she tilted her head back listening intently and demanding that Trevor tell her who was with them as I made small intentional noises around the room. He didn't give her very long to relax before he started to use a vibrating dildo on her drawing her full attention again. As she started to moan, he inserted himself in her from the bottom of the bed and withdrew sitting back on his heels between her legs teasing her with the vibrator. I got on the bed above her again and drizzled warm chocolate syrup on her chest and stomach. As I reached to cover her stomach, my right leg got close enough to her hand for her to grab my hairy leg and realize the third person was a man. She started yelling at Trevor as I started licking the chocolate off of her stomach and sides avoiding her breasts and nipples. As Trevor started inserting in her again, she was building up quickly and suddenly yelled, "Harder . . harder . . (then added) . . I want him too!" Looking up quickly at Trevor, he nodded and I took off my boxers, put a pillow under her head and spread my knees wider, lowering myself a bit closer than before. As he continued with the vibrator on her pussy and repeatedly inserting himself slowly, she whipped her head around in a frenzy trying to find me. As she enveloped me in her warm mouth, I almost exploded instead of trying to focus on driving her wild. Obviously, we didn't have much time as I was ready and she was building quickly. I started to lick the chocolate off of her breasts and nibbled on her nipples drawing and sucking them rock hard and then applied a clothespin to each of them as she started to scream, moan and gyrate, still with me in her mouth. I lost control and she took me in even further and sucked even harder working me over with her tongue. By this time Trevor was pounding her from the foot of the bed and shaking the whole bed, causing the whipping cream can to fall on the floor as he erupted in her and they both strained to push deeper. As she spasmed, I massaged her chest and stomach with scented body oil and Trevor continued pumping slowly with his half hard member. She was a vision, sweating and drained, muscles shaking from strain, breasts glistening with sweat, oil and saliva. I dressed quickly and left as planned. As I turned around in their driveway, I could see two figures looking out the loft window above the garage. I drove away exhausted and smiling. Just before I reached the expressway, my cell phone rang. It was a woman's voice, "I don't know who you are but the bet was double or nothing, my birthday is the 14th of next month!"