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The Story Of My Wife - PT: 7
Date: 4/6/2016, Categories: Bisexual, Author: AlexForemen, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories
“In my last story, Vicki and I went clothes shopping at the mall. We both had some great dressing room sex, and then invited Ginny, the owner of DD’s Boutique to join us for dinner, and a night out at a new alternative club called Bi-Standers.” Part 7: Lets get started… When Vicki and I arrived home from the mall, we were still reeling from our sexual escapades, so we decided to take a quick shower and a nap. As we were in the shower a thought hit me… “Vicki,” I said, “Maybe I should call Ginny. I think we should all wear something comfortable for dinner, and then come back here to change. What do you think?” Vicki thought it was a good idea, so after we showered I called Ginny, and it was a good thing I did. Ginny responded by saying that she was about to call us, and wouldn’t feel comfortable going out for dinner in a dress that sexy. Since she liked my idea, she now looked forward to seeing us at 6:00. I also let her know if she wants to come over a little earlier to just give us a call. As my wife was walking past me I let her know what Ginny said, and then she immediately called Ginny back. I only heard a little bit of their conversation, but enough to realize that my wife was a bad influence on Ginny, which was a good thing for me, I guess. After my wife hung up with Ginny, Vicki asked if I would mind firing up the grill instead of going out for dinner. She said that Ginny hasn’t had a good backyard steak in a long time, and then my wife said, “Alex, Ginny is bringing ... her bikini, and her dress, and staying the night, and maybe even tomorrow night too. Is that okay?” With a big grin on my face, I said, “Hell yes, she can move in too!” With our new change of plans, I called John at the market and ordered three of his best porterhouse steaks. As soon as I hung up, I kissed my wife and went to pick them up. While I was at the market, I also picked up a few of their tasty twice-baked potatoes, and a couple of bottles of Cabernet Sauvignon. When I returned home, I noticed that Vicki had prepared a salad, so dinner would be a snap to make once Ginny arrived. Once my wife realized I was home she came into the kitchen, and said, “Hey stud, remember me.” As I turned around to see her she flashed her big tits at me. “Hot damn,” I said to myself. Vicki was wearing a pair of tight pink short-shorts and her infamous t-shirt, yep, that one. It’s one with the big pink ‘L@@K’ letters on it. To refresh your memory, it’s her short white t-shirt that her big tits fall out of, the one with a slit down the front that stops right between the @@’s. As I looked at Vicki from head to toe, I just said, “Dinner!” Vicki quickly smiled back, flashed her big tits again, and said, “Eat me!” I grabbed Vicki and kissed with the heat of a teenage boy. After a series of hot kisses, she stood back and began to dance like a stripper. As she did that, she shook her big tits right out of her t-shirt, and then shook them some more. Needless to say, she got me hard as a rock, and ...