Letters to Penthouse XVII by Penthouse International

Author:Penthouse International [International, Penthouse]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC005000, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9780446539333
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2008-06-09T14:00:00+00:00

Open Season

HER TRIP DOWN THE HALL TO THE GUEST ROOM LED THEM TO A NEW WAY OF LIFE

I’m one of those husbands who likes his wife to act like a slut. I like Marie to wear skimpy outfits, including see-through blouses and short skirts without panties. I like her not just to act like a slut, but to be a slut—to fuck other men and women. And I like to watch her do it.

Marie is five-four, one hundred fifteen pounds, with small but nicely shaped breasts. When she gets horny, her nipples stick out a good half inch. She also has the sexiest ass ever. Before we were married, twelve years ago, she wore skimpy outfits for me, but I had no idea how accommodating she was willing to be. I guess I hadn’t given much thought to her messing around. I just knew I liked her to dress in sexy fashion and I liked catching other men checking her out.

Marie’s management position had her traveling frequently to a company in a nearby state. She was sufficiently impressed by an engineer there that when his company had a round of layoffs, she suggested Greg send his résumé to her company. He was offered a job, which he accepted. After relocating, with few friends here, he threw himself into work. (His supervisor could not thank Marie enough for finding him.)

Outside working hours, since Marie and I were the only people Greg really knew here, he spent more and more time at our house. Which was fine with me. We were still landscaping our new house, and he was only too eager to pitch in. On more than one occasion I noticed Marie glancing at Greg’s bare chest as he toiled. As the summer wore on, we followed a frequent pattern: work all day, cook dinner on the grill, eat it on the patio with a generous quantity of beer, end up in the hot tub.

Greg and Marie became more and more friendly. I frequently saw them in the kitchen or around the yard with their arms around each other. It became apparent to me that there was nothing she would like better than to fuck him.

One night after we all had too much to drink, we decided that Greg should stay in the guest bedroom rather than attempt the drive home. After he retired, while Marie got ready for bed, I slipped an adult movie in the VCR in our bedroom. I was horny, and hoped to get her in the mood. We messed around while we watched. I asked if the movie was making her hot. She said it was.

I said, “I bet I know something that would make you even hotter.”

She asked what. I said, “Visiting the guest bedroom and fucking Greg.”

She asked if I was serious. I assured her I was—as long as she told me all about it afterward. At first I don’t think she believed me. Then she noticed my cock, and wrapped her hand around it.

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