My Wife Planned the Threesome at the Cabin Without Telling Me
We went down to the sauna without swimsuits and I understood that my wife and her cousin had already talked it all over: that mountain weekend was not going to be what we’d been told.
We went down to the sauna without swimsuits and I understood that my wife and her cousin had already talked it all over: that mountain weekend was not going to be what we’d been told.
I never imagined that shy girl with glasses, who blushed at the mention of sex, would end up naked and eager in a tent lost in the desert.
We had arranged to be five that summer afternoon. At seven the phone rang, one of us wasn’t coming, and yet we still opened the door to two strangers.
She gave me one condition: if she didn’t like him, nothing would happen. What I didn’t expect was that by the end of the night, she would leave me alone with the other woman.
The plan was just to have coffee and get acquainted. But as soon as Lucía left for a drive, I knew that afternoon wouldn’t end innocently.
The door was half open, and while I was spying on my friend with two strangers, a hand turned me by the waist. It was him. And he smiled at me as if we both already knew.
The rule was simple: just watch, stay in our underwear, and nothing more. It lasted exactly until she put my hand on her breast and asked me to squeeze.
We were alone on the beach until a man stopped at the shore to watch us. And instead of covering up, we decided to give him something to look at.
I knew I wanted to fuck him from the very first message. What I didn’t know was how far my husband would go when the three of us crossed into the private room.
Carla slowly circled the table, stopped behind Marina, and placed her hands on her shoulders. No one expected the dinner to end this way.
I thought it was just a joke between the sheets, until she said our youngest friend’s name and confessed she really wanted him.
We went up on the boat to fish and sunbathe. We came down as something else. What I saw at the bow still keeps me up at night.
Lucía always wondered what it would feel like with a man like her sister’s husband. That night she found out, while Tomás waited on his knees with a cage between his legs.
I’d been fantasizing about dogging for years, but I never imagined she’d be the one to lead me to the far end of that industrial estate, with a surprise waiting in the hedges.
I got on the bike not knowing how to ride and got off it a different man. But what really changed me happened afterward, in the sand, away from prying eyes... or so I thought.
I had given Marina my word: that night I would only watch. But when he kissed her against the wall, I knew I couldn’t stay still in my chair.
Identical down to the last gesture, that night each one seduced her sister’s boyfriend. They never noticed, and the thrill of the deception changed them forever.
Lucía never got her vacation goodbye, and one look at the flight attendant was enough to make her decide to collect it before they landed back home.
I chose her dress myself: white, tight, and with nothing underneath. I wanted her to be the most desired woman at dinner, and I had no idea how far that night would take us.
I agreed for his sake, not knowing that crossing that door would change my idea of pleasure. That night I stopped being only his.