Retirement Party

[Tank Turner]

There's a retirement party for one of Mike's coworkers. Mike is Cindy's fiancé. Cindy is my sister-in-law.

The retiree is a fire department legend. He was mentor to most of the younger firefighters including Mike and Brad.

Cindy and Mike have invited Lisa (my wife) and me to attend. Cindy told my wife that it was a kind of firefighter party that can get wild. It's a final farewell to the legendary firefighter.

Brad and Lisa had decided that we were going to spend the weekend together. Brad said that he could not miss the retirement party. He told Lisa that we should go. We'll get a hotel close to the party so we can Uber to it and back.

Mike and Cindy used to do wife swapping until they decided to try to get pregnant. Cindy told me wife that the party will probably be like other epic firefighter parties. She's told Lisa that we could see sex and naked people, especially in the Jacuzzi and pool. My wife has believed since the day I met her that nudity is normal and natural. She's will not care if everyone is naked. She'll probably be the first one naked and in the pool. The problem is when she's drunk and naked.

Cindy has met the retiree at other parties. She greatly respects him. She genuinely likes him. In essence, she's convinced my wife to go.

I'm fighting to stay on top of work so I can get time off to do Tulum.

If my wife goes, I'm going. I can anticipate what will happen with too many naked firefighters and my drunk wife.

Decisions I have to make when I do not have luxury to make them.

[Tank Turner]

I was told that we're doing the retirement party. My wife and Brad have rented us a room for Sat night. There won't be Friday night porn starring for my wife.

[D+D]

Sounds like a fun night. How far are you willing for your wife to go? Big question. Maybe you and she should discuss this before the party.

[Tank Turner]

Hi D+D,

Thank you. It's getting warmer in So Cal. According to my sister-in-law's fiancé, there could be skinny dippers in the pool and Jacuzzi. If there are and my wife is drinking, she'll probably be the first one naked. She has believed for as long as she can remember that nudity is normal and natural.

We've had too many discussions about her sexuality to remember. She has absolute autonomy over her body and who she gives it to. Our agreement include: absolutely no secrets, I'm always present unless she asks me before she gets naked, and I have ultimate veto power. She decides who she'll fuck. So far I have not vetoed any of her selections.

We both know that lying is a no-brainer. It would destroy the trust we have in each other. Months ago, she got shit-faced drunk at a party at her sister's house. She let a young stud lead her to a secluded area of the house. It reminded her of college parties where frat boys took coeds to secluded places for quick sex, usually blowjobs. The dude backed out without a reason. I arrived a few minutes later to pick her up. I hadn't seen her that drunk in many, many years. She told me what had happened, and she would have fucked him if he tried. I blew it off as a drunk chick who was detached from reality. The irony is we have become friends with that dude.

[Tank Turner]

After my wife got to her sister's house this morning, she called to ask me if I was fucking around on this site or doing work. I was doing work when she called. When I get bored I check out this site.

She wanted to tell me that our new friend, Brad, (her friend more than mine) has confirmed he'll be at the party, and the hotel reservations they made for after the party were confirmed. The retiree mentored Brad. I'll meet them at the hotel. We'll Uber to the party from the hotel and back.

She sounded excited about going. Since her sister started dating a firefighter, my wife has come to love hanging out with firefighters. It's a novelty. She loves listening to firefighters BSing about their jobs. My wife and her sister have always been into masculine men.

There will be excitement tonight.

BTW, it hit me yesterday. My wife isn't working. If Brad is off on Monday, we could spend the night at the hotel Sunday night if I get up early enough to make sure our kids get to school.

My wife is loving the freedom of not working.

[Tank Turner]

It turned colder. My wife called me and told me to bring a few warmer outfits that she could wear to the party. She and Brad were at her sister's house. We agreed to meet at the hotel room at 5:30.

Brad and my wife arrived at the hotel about 10 minutes before I did. My wife was drinking wine. She was buzzed but far from drunk. Brad was drinking scotch. I was too mentally fatigued to drink.

My wife finished her glass of wine and jumped in the shower. While my wife was showering, Brad told me about the retiree firefighter and how he mentored many firefighters.

About ten minutes later, my wife walked out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around her head. It was normal for my wife. She has always been more comfortable naked than in clothes. Brad has fucked her many, many times. He's seen her naked body. So my wife was completely comfortable being naked with him.

She poured another glass of wine, and carefully situated clothes I brought for her on the bed. While she was drinking wine, she innocently and carefully examined the clothes on our bed. She asked Brad and me which outfits would be most suitable for the party. I looked at Brad. His eyes were glued on my wife's naked body. I knew we were going to be late for the party.

Brad got up from a chair and stood next to my wife pretending to look at her outfits. She picked up a sweater and turned to show Brad. He yanked the sweater from her hands, pulled her to him, and they did some serious tongue dancing. My wife LOVES passionate kissing. It makes her hornier than hell. The game was on.

My wife helped Brad get naked. I took my own clothes off. I knew the ritual. I bury my face in my wife's sexy black bush while she sucks Brad's cock until she closes in on orgasm. When she stops sucking cock and begins stroking it, she's close to orgasm. She cannot give head and concentrate on cumming at the same time. She had a different plan.

One of the reasons my wife loves MFM sex with Brad is he's sexually experienced. She's told me that he knew how to perform oral sex on women. She emphatically told me that he knew how to fuck women like they want to be fucked.

Their mouths separated. My wife told him that she wanted him to go down on her. I stood at the foot and to the side of the bed and watched Brad work my wife's clit to a loud, explosive orgasm. After she recovered, she told me to come closer to her. Brad's head was between her thighs waiting for her to tell him to work her clit again.

Brad's mouth and tongue resumed working her clit. She turned her head to face me. She opened her mouth to invite my hard cock to penetrate it. Within seconds, she turned her head pulling her mouth away from my cock. Her second orgasm was almost as loud and explosive as her first. Brad made her cum two more times while I waited to fuck her. I have always been first to fuck her. That wasn't her plan.

Brad has the biggest cock my wife has ever taken. She's told me that when he bends her over, she can feel his cock more deeply inside of her pussy than any other cock she's taken. She looked at me and told me she wanted Brad inside of her. That's her not drunk way of saying, "I want Brad to fuck me." When she's not drunk, she'll say, "Inside of me," instead of, "fuck me," and "dick," instead of, "cock." When she's drunk, she gets into serious nasty talk.

My wife knows positions that give her deepest penetration. I knew I was riding the pine when she stood up, grabbed Brad's hand, and walked to the full-length mirror. I have never interrupted my wife and another dude while they were engaged in sex acts. I knew I'd have to wait until he was done fucking her before she worked me.

They stood in front of the mirror with her stroking his huge cock while his fingers penetrated her pussy. Brad is a quick learner. He learned how my wife loves to be fucked the first time he did MFM sex with us. He told her to turn around to face the mirror. She submissively complied. He told her to bend over. She did. He pushed on her back until she was all the way bent over. She loves that position because it gives her deepest penetration and she can look up and see a cock disappearing inside of her pussy. It's also a dangerous position for her. She could easily fall forward unless I firmly hold onto her waist.

Brad slapped her ass a few times, pushed his cock against her ass, and told her to put it inside of her pussy. She submissively complied. I've fucked my wife hundreds of times in that position, always when I was sober. I couldn't remember watching another dude fucking her in that position. Brad appeared buzzed, not drunk. He firmly grabbed her hips. His first few thrusts were done slowly to get my wife's pussy ready for pile driving. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were glazed. Her expression was pensive that changed with a seductive smile. She looked up at Brad's cock inside of her pussy and said to him, "I'm OK." His cock hammered her pussy. She moaned at every balls deep penetration. She repeatedly moaned, "I love the way you fuck me," to Brad.

Within two minutes, Brad asked her, "Where do you want it?" She replied, "Inside me. Cum inside me." She rarely as in never wanted me to cum inside of her pussy when we had plans to go out. She told me while we were booty calling each other that she did not like residual cum dripping from her pussy and puddling in her panties while she was out with her boyfriends.

Brad's thrusts slowed. He shoved his cock all the way inside of her and deposited a money shot deeply inside of her. There's a reason she had her tubes tied. She cupped her hand under her pussy to catch his cum that was flowing out of her pussy. He collapsed on the bed. She hit the head to wash her hands and sit on the toilet to push as much of Brad's cum out of her pussy as she could.

About five minutes later, my wife walked out of the bathroom. Her facial expression was serene. She knelt before me while I was sitting on a chair, She sucked a money shot out of me. All of us collapsed on the bed exhausted. I was mentally fatigued. They were physically fatigued.

About fifteen minutes later, my wife asked whether we should go to the party. Brad said he had to go. The honored and soon-to-be retired firefighter was his mentor and a legend among firefighters.

About an hour maybe an hour & a half later, we arrived by Uber at the party. It wasn't what I expected. It was a combination of celebratory and somber. The retiree's brothers were saddened that he would no longer be available for his knowledge and guidance, yet they were happy that he lived to retirement and was eager to enjoy leisure living.

My wife and Brad were careful to not give the appearance that they were fucking each other. As far as I know, only her sister and sister's fiancé know that my wife and Brad are fucking each other.

We politely said goodbye without giving the impression that the three of us would leave together. My wife and I left before Brad, About 10 minutes later he met us at a corner where an Uber picked us up. My wife was close to drunk. She sat between Brad and me. The Uber hadn't gone a block when she and Brad got into passionate kissing. Her hand was all over his cock. There was no doubt what they were going to do when our hotel room's door closed. I fought to keep my eyes opened. Mental fatigue is more draining than physical fatigue. I can fuck after a hard workout. After a day's tedious work, I'm exhausted.

[Tank Turner]

I woke up earlier than I wanted. All three of us were naked. My naked wife was sound asleep next to me. I feel asleep watching my wife riding Brad's cock reverse cowgirl. Brad was sound asleep. I quietly left. I had to get home to make sure our kids were home, take a shower, and eat a light breakfast. I'm home now. I'll wait until my wife calls to go back to the hotel.

BTW, we have the hotel room until Monday morning. So far, we haven't made plans to party on St Patrick's day. I know my wife will want to hit at least one Irish bar. If my wife goes, Brad will want to go. If my wife goes, it will mean that I will have to go. My concern is my wife and Brad getting wasted at a bar and engaging in public affection/afsextion.

I'm going to take a nap and await my wife's call.

[Tank Turner]

Before I could get a nap, my wife called. They're eating room service brunch. She told me to bring her green t-shirt and her white and green blouse that can be sexy depending on how many buttons she does not button. She wants me to bring her hard-on sexy booty shorts she wears mostly during summer months and special occasions. She wants ankle socks and tennis shoes. It's her summer sports bar partying outfit.

I gotta go.

[Tank Turner]

BTW, my wife is in one of her stratospheric horny moods.

The more she's fucked, the more she wants to be fucked.

I need fucking depth chart of dudes who can pull third, fourth, and fifth sting fucking. Not even at the peak of my sexual prime could I have kept pace with her.

[Tank Turner]

I entered our hotel room carrying stuff my wife wanted. She and Brad were laying on the bed completely naked and uncovered. She was on her left side with the left side of her face resting on his chest. She held his limp dick in her right hand. She'll almost always hold my dick in her hand while we're laying in bed after fucking. It was obvious that they had showered. My wife will not take care of morning wood without first taking a shower. It was obvious that they had fucked before I got there.

Brad wanted to run to his house to get clothes he could wear to an Irish bar. She wanted me to go with them. I told them to go without me. I was tired, wanted to take a nap, and I had to finish a work proposal that I have to submit tomorrow morning.

They chilled on the bed. My wife played and stoked his cock like she does when she wants a limp dick to get hard. They talked about what he should wear. He wanted to stop at the mall to buy a new, green shirt. She was good with that. Brad told her to wait until they got back, meaning she should stop playing with his dick. He'd fuck her when they got back to the hotel. They get along like a married couple, yet both know the sexual component of their relationship could end at any time. They're enjoying it while it lasts. I wish I had his stamina.

My absolutely beautiful and adorable naked wife got out of bed, stretched, and looked though the stuff I brought for her. She complained that I forgot a razor. She wanted to shave her legs if she were going to wear her hard-on sexy booty shots to party at an Irish bar. I am so used to her that I don't notice whether she needs to shave her legs. I checked out her sexy legs. I could not tell whether she needed to shave them. Brad told her that he had razors at his house that she could have.

She thought for a few minutes before grabbing a sun dress that I love. She put it on without a bra or panties. She covered her tits with a light sweater that she wears so her hard nipples aren't visible. She always dressed in sun dresses without anything underneath them when we intended to do risky and exciting public sex. They're convenient for spontaneous sex. She slipped her feet into a pair of flip-flops.

They left about 2 hours ago. I took about an hour nap. I am re-energized. I'd fuck her if she were here. Instead I'm finishing a work proposal. If I were to guess, I'd go with them fucking at Brad's house. I could be in and out of a mall store with a new shirt within 15 minutes. I expected them back a half-hour ago.

[Long Lurker 34]

I entered our hotel room carrying stuff my wife wanted. She and Brad were laying on the bed completely naked and uncovered. She was on her left side with the left side of her face resting on his chest. She held his limp dick in her right hand. She'll almost always hold my dick in her hand while we're laying in bed after fucking. It was obvious that they had showered. My wife will not take care of morning wood without first taking a shower. It was obvious that they had fucked before I got there.

Brad wanted to run to his house to get clothes he could wear to an Irish bar. She wanted me to go with them. I told them to go without me. I was tired, wanted to take a nap, and I had to finish a work proposal that I have to submit tomorrow morning.

They chilled on the bed. My wife played and stoked his cock like she does when she wants a limp dick to get hard. They talked about what he should wear. He wanted to stop at the mall to buy a new, green shirt. She was good with that. Brad told her to wait until they got back, meaning she should stop playing with his dick. He'd fuck her when they got back to the hotel. They get along like a married couple, yet both know the sexual component of their relationship could end at any time. They're enjoying it while it lasts. I wish I had his stamina.

My absolutely beautiful and adorable naked wife got out of bed, stretched, and looked though the stuff I brought for her. She complained that I forgot a razor. She wanted to shave her legs if she were going to wear her hard-on sexy booty shots to party at an Irish bar. I am so used to her that I don't notice whether she needs to shave her legs. I checked out her sexy legs. I could not tell whether she needed to shave them. Brad told her that he had razors at his house that she could have.

She thought for a few minutes before grabbing a sun dress that I love. She put it on without a bra or panties. She covered her tits with a light sweater that she wears so her hard nipples aren't visible. She always dressed in sun dresses without anything underneath them when we intended to do risky and exciting public sex. They're convenient for spontaneous sex. She slipped her feet into a pair of flip-flops.

They left about 2 hours ago. I took about an hour nap. I am re-energized. I'd fuck her if she were here. Instead I'm finishing a work proposal. If I were to guess, I'd go with them fucking at Brad's house. I could be in and out of a mall store with a new shirt within 15 minutes. I expected them back a half-hour ago.

TT - I think the three of you need a couple of days off to recover from the weekend.

[D+D]

Looking forward for the rest of the story!

[Tank Turner]

Hi Long Lurker & D+D,

It was far better than I imagined.

Kelly nailed it: the more sex women have, the more sex they want to have.

I gotta get back to a project. I'll write more when I have time.

[Blackjack4724]

Hey Tank, what a great sequence of events for you. Your wife sounds insatiable once she gets going. That’s such a turn on. My wife Tammy is so much the same way. Once she gets in the zone she wants to keep going wanting more and more. Can’t wait to hear the next chapter.

[venus-can99]

Love the way you tell this Tank. Did you guys celebrate St. Patrick’s day and then head over to Brad’s?

[Tank Turner]

My wife wants me to stay on top of all work I'm assigned. Spring begins our busy season. She wants me to make every effort to go to Tulum. She does know that I could be assigned work queries at when my company receives them. Many are summarily trashed. The ones that require a lot of research usually consume a lot of time. She has been spending the day at her sisters so I could work in quiet in my home office.

My wife called on Sunday afternoon. They were at Brad's home. She told me to take everything from our hotel room and go to Brad's home. She answered the door wearing only a towel wrapped around her.

They did look for a shirt for Brad. After they got to his home, she helped him pick out partying clothes. That lasted minutes before he pulled off her sundress.

I did get an excellent blow job. She didn't have to tell me that Brad had worked her pussy. We BS'ed for a while. I left around 9:30. I had to make sure the kids were in bed and ready for school in the morning. Brad told me he'd bring my wife home in the morning.

Brad brought her home around 9:10 Monday morning. She was wearing a pair of Brad's athletic shorts and one of his t-shirts. Both looked like they stayed up all night fucking. She kissed me, and told me she was going to take a shower and lie down. Brad finished a cup of coffer and left.

My wife told me that neither of them slept much. They'd fuck and nap, wake up, fuck again, and nap again. They did a lot of talking. My wife explained the importance of him finding a women whom he could start a family and spend the rest of his life. He gets it, but every time his lawyer calls him with more bad news, he's looks backward. He knows he has to look forward.

I wish I had more time to write about what she told me. She loves having sex with Brad, but she sees it ending it the not to distant future. She does want him to rely on her for sex. It's not that she doesn't want to have sex with him. She does not want him to focus on her when he should focus on finding a woman with whom he could share the rest of his life.

[zoe]

Having been given the privilege of a picture, my mental images of these escapades are better than these words can convey.

[Tank Turner]

Hi Zoe,

Thanks. It's a lot better watching it live.

Kelly nailed it. Women who have a lot of sex want a lot of sex.

My wife is in her sexual prime. She has an endocrine system abnormality that elevates her libido to the stratosphere. I've seen her in prolonged, insatiable, sexual euphoria thinking I would need to call in reinforcements to get out alive.

I also think that women can differ in degree of sexuality. By nature, some women have higher sex drives than others. My wife has the highest sex drive of any woman I have ever been with. There is not a man in the world who could keep up with her. And my wife loves sex.