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Tuesday evening seemed to take ages to arrive; Monday dragged and Tuesday evening seemed to take a lifetime to arrive for Larry. The time was tortuous for him, filled with a mixture of excitement and dread. He was excited about Pete fucking Ginny under his roof and in his bed and yet he dreaded meeting Pete again face to face. It was going to be humiliating. He was going to be welcoming the man who had fucked his wife into his home, not only that, he was also he was also going to having dinner with him. Then, at some stage afterwards, he was going to watch his wife take Pete’s hand and take him up to bed with her. When he arrived home from work late afternoon Ginny had already bathed and changed, having left work early. She almost took his breath away when he saw her. She was wearing a red top and a red flared skirt. It had been ages since he had seen her in a skirt. He hugged her and kissed and ran his hand over her bottom in the process. He could feel her suspender straps and stocking tops but he could feel no panty line at first. Slipping his hand under her skirt he encountered a thong. Ginny lifted her skirt for him and showed him her red, lacy thong. “Fucking hell, Ginny, “he told her, “Pete’s going to be creaming his pants.” She laughed and gave him a alsancak escort gentle squeeze. “I think he will manage to hold back and cream in me,” she told him. “And, by the way, Pete doesn’t wear pants under his leathers. He goes commando, as they say.” Larry felt his cock stiffen under her grip. “You had better get changed,” she told him. “He’ll be here in half an hour.” Larry pulled himself away with reluctance. “I’ve put a change of clothes for you on the bed in the guest room along with your shaving stuff,” she told him. It stopped him in his tracks. The reminder that he would not be sharing his bed with Ginny that night was like a body blow. Ginny reached for his groin. “That is okay, isn’t it?” she asked. The warmth of her hand quickly hardened him. He nodded. There was no way that he was going to stop her from sleeping with Pete. He was still changing when he heard Pete’s motor bike outside; once again Pete was early. Larry hurriedly finished dressing and came out of his bedroom. He saw them kissing in the hallway; not just kissing but fondling one another. Pete’s hand was up under the back of Ginny’s skirt and her hand was fondling the bulge in Pete’s leathers. It stopped him in his tracks. Watching his wife alsancak escort bayan touching another man in this way was very erotic. Larry was so caught up in watching her that he was slow to realise that Pete was looking up at him. When he caught his eyes Pete’s hand came from under Ginny’s skirt and Ginny pulled away and looked up at him. Larry went downstairs to join them. As he reached the bottom stair he noticed an overnight bag by the coat stand. It was a timely reminder that Pete would be staying the night with them. “You can open the wine darling,” Ginny told him. Ginny had already set the table in the kitchen. They had a larger dining room but they always preferred to sit at the kitchen table which consisted of a white leather bench with a white table and three matching chairs. They preferred to sit on the bench and Ginny had set the three places closest to the bench; Pete took the farthest part of the bench leaving Ginny to sit in the middle. While dinner cooked they sat down enjoying a glass of wine and engaging in small talk. Pete owned a large motorcycle shop and garage in the locality and talked about a new range of bikes that had arrived the previous day. Larry joined in the small talk but nervously waited escort alsancak for the conversation to change to more topical issues. From time to time Ginny would get up to check on the dinner, brushing past him each time. Larry was sorely tempted to take advantage of her flared skirt and put his hand underneath it. Had it been just the two of them he would have done. He wondered if Pete had been sat in his place would he have taken advantage. By the time that the meal was ready the drink had calmed him down. Ginny and Pete seemed relaxed from the start but Larry was very tense, wondering what was going to happen. After dinner Ginny cleared away and opened another bottle of wine before sitting back down between the two men. There was an expectant silence for a few minutes; it was almost as if each of them was awaiting someone to start off a conversation. It was Ginny who spoke first. “So darling,” she said as her hand landed on Larry’s thigh, “how do you see things progressing tonight?” Larry felt nervous about being put on the spot. Ginny’s hand slid across to his groin. “Pete and I are here to help make your fantasies come to life,” she told him. “Just direct us in the way you want things to go.” Larry cleared his throat. Talking to Ginny was easy but Pete’s presence was inhibiting. “Pete has worked with a cuckold husband before so he’s no stranger to all this,” Ginny told him as her hand gently squeezed him. “I’m sure that he’ll go out his way to help out, won’t you Pete?” “It would be a pleasure, Larry,” he replied as his hand alighted on Ginny’s thigh.
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