This is a story about what happened on our wedding anniversary. We are in our mid thirties.

My husband, Darren, unknown to me, had booked a table at our favourite restaurant for that evening. He told me, Rach, when he got home from work, giving me just over two hours to get ready which is no time at all for a gal.

However, Darren decides he wanted a shower & so did I but time was of the essence. We decided to shower together, which we did quite often.

Once in the shower, we began to soap each other, Darren was certainly getting aroused & so was I for that matter! I said, grabbing his now erect cock, " I'll save that for later" & promptly gave it a few pumps. "You can give my cunt four licks & that's all til later", I said. "You're a right prick teaser", he said but then squatted down to give me four licks. Darren was very good at doing it & I must admit he did stop at four.

We finished our shower & went into the bed room to get dressed. Darren said, "I'm going to be very naughty & not wear any underwear". I just gave him one of my knowing looks. It wasn't a rare occasion for him to go out like that, it wasn't usual either. I think he was still feeling randy after what happened in the shower.

I, on the other hand, rarely wore a bra when we went out & always wore a low cut, quite revealing dress showing quite a bit of tits. On this occasion, I thought I'd go out like Darren, 'al fresco', & not wear any panties. Again, something I sometimes did when going out depending on the suitability of the occasion.

We arrived in good time at the restaurant & show to our table. While we were eating, another couple came in & were shown to a table quite near us. They were only half way through theirs when we finished ours. Darren could see I was glancing over to them now & again & said to me, "I can see what you're doing, Rach, why don't you give them something to look at. I'll order us some coffee so we'll then have an excuse to remain at the table".

A nod's as good as a wink to me from Darren & making sure they were looking in our direction, I started to flirt with them. I gently ran my fingers down the seam at the top of my dress, bringing it down lower with each movement - I didn't realise it at the time, but it appeared I was too enthusiastic because on a few occasions I revealed a nipple, first on side then the other. I noticed that they were both looking so I gave them a wry smile. I also opened my legs a little so, hopefully, they could see up my skirt.

"Rach", Darren said, "why don't you go the the ladies & see if she follows you".

"Good idea", I said shifting my bum deliberately clumsily to get up, hoping they'd get a better view up my skirt.

I went into the ladies room, followed shortly after by the lady of the couple. I sensed her coming in was deliberate. Neither of us went into a cubicle, just stood by the mirrors freshening up our make up. "Excuse me", I said, deliberately letting my hand lift her skirt & have a good feel of her bum. "Why ma'am, are we forward", she said, immediately turning round to face me. "I'm Shirley & the man with his tongue hanging out, is my husband, Paul" "We saw you adjusting your dress earlier, we thought you were having a wardrobe malfunction the way you were going at it. Now stick your hand up the front of my skirt, give me fanny a rub then stick a couple of fingers in my cunt. "I'm Rach", I said, introducing myself. Noe let's see how many fingers I can get in your cunt in one go & while we're at it, do the same to me". I could quickly feel her getting wet which made it even more easier for me to wank her. She was reciprocating in me with some gusto & I was just on the point of cumming when Shirley let out several utterances of 'oh God' & 'fucking hell' alternatively. I must admit I was pretty near myself, I instinctively felt she was no stranger in pleasuring a woman. She let out one last cry of 'fucking hell' before she squirted & boy, did she squirt. There was a load on the floor. I had virtually no time to say 'fucking hell' myself before, like Shirley, I squirted on the floor. There was a right mess, I can tell you. Shirley rested her bum by leaning on a basin, her tits heaving as she was quite out of breath.

I recovered quicker than her & got some paper towels to clean up our mess.

"Oh God", she said, "That was the best wank I've had for ages". I said,"You weren't exactly backwards in coming forward yourself, Shirley". "Do you always cum like that", I asked. "Not often", she replied, "How about you?". "If the wank is good & Darren certainly knows how to give me a good wank, then yes I do".

Shirley said, "It's high time we got back to the boys. Paul will be wondering where I am".

"Darren would've guessed why I was so long", I said smiling at Shirley. With that we went to join our husbands.

Getting back to the dining area we saw Paul sitting with Darren at our table. "I can see you're both quite hot & bothered", Darren said. "I explained to Paul what you both were getting up to, with the inference on 'up'". " Don't worry, we've been discreetly feeling each other so we've not lost out on any action & I've suggested both he & Shirley come back to ours".

"Good", I said. "Don't know about the rest of you but I'm in need of a good fucking".

"Great", Darren said, We've paid the bills, so let's go".

It was only a short drive back home with Paul & Shirley following behind.

The front door was hardly closed before we were all nude. Paul & Shirley followed us upstairs to our ,bedroom. "I asked Paul if they're happy if we fuck in the same room. He didn't answer but the broad grin on his face said it all. Rach, why don't you go down on Paul while I Shirley does the same for me. Oh, one thing, you girls mustn't let us boys cum. That's reserved for you cunts".

With that, us girls started to suck each others husbands. I could see Paul was getting a little restless so I called time, moved up on him cowboy style & proceeded to move up & down on his cock. I glanced across to Darren & he was fucking Shirley missionary style.

Paul suddenly let out a very loud 'fuck' & emitted one hell of a cum load in me.

About a minute later, Darren gave one almighty shove into Shirley's cunt. I knew him of old & that meant only one thing - he'd cum in Shirley.

"I could do with a drink", Darren said. "Yes, please" we said almost in unison.

The upshot was that Shirley & Paul stayed the night with us we fucked each other in all the combinations you could think of.

Next morning, after breakfast ( we were all still naked sitting at the table), Darren suggested we paired of again , have a shower, but Paul must fuck me one last time & he would make sure Shirley's cunt was washed both inside & out.

After we'd finished our showers, Darren came over to me, stuck a couple of fingers in my cunt, wiggled them round, pulled them out, scrutinized them to make sure Paul had cum in me, smiled & licked them clean. He told Paul to do the same with Shirley, which he did. "Very nice", he said.

With that, we all got dressed, exchanged phone numbers & agreed we should do it again very soon. Paul & Shirley said that next time we were to go to their home.

We were all sated after that marathon of a nights fucking. Darren & I went upstairs to the bedroom, fell onto the bed & quickly drifted off to sleep. Don't know about Paul & Shirley but I could well imagine they did likewise when they got home.