6 Sexy Three Can Play Stories
his
jacket, cold steel to resolve a situation he never thought to get
into. Anger so strong that it could destroy a life burns in him.
Tonight he will kill Kate Jenkins and bury her in the host of
bodies that come to the morgue. Harry has no idea exactly how to
get the body from this hotel to there, but murder is on his mind.
She ruined his life!
    The door is brown, wooden, solid. He turns
the door handle and finds it open. It is dark inside. Harry tries
to find the light switch, but something cold against the side of
his head makes him stop.
    "What is that?" he asks.
    "A .36, loaded and cocked."
    Kate Jenkins came prepared. The gun is
extracted and dumped.
    "Turn on the lights."
    They come on. Harry gasps.
    "Honey!"
    Laura Smith stands there, hands on hips,
legs wide, stance strong.
    "This is your resolution, Dr. Smith," Kate
says, putting the fake revolver down on the bench table and dumping
his gun in the waste bin. "She agreed to try and make it work
out."
    "How?" he asks in shock, his eyes not coming
off his wife and what she is wearing.
    "With sex. Just how you broke her
heart."
    The young woman strolls over to his wife and
puts a very friendly hand on her shoulder.
    "Don't you want to fuck us, Harry? Your
lover and your loving wife?"
    He gulps. Sometimes when he is sleeping with
Laura or Kate he would fantasize about this. The two of them, the
perfect blond and a brunette the likes of which still turns heads
at her age. Does he dare refuse? With his marriage on the line,
there is no choice.
    "I'll do it."
    "Good," Kate proclaims.
    She reaches to the long coat that she is
wearing and drops it away. Both of them have the same lingerie on.
Black, see through, thigh high stockings and silver heels, no
panties, just the bra and thin corset getup. Down in his pants a
rage stirs to rival his anger before. This may be the last time
that he lies with either of them. Perhaps they will decide that
their love is not enough. He cannot allow that. Harry wants it
all.
    "Come," he commands.
    They strut over and put their arms around
his tall, lightly muscled frame. He wraps his arms around them,
kissing his wife then his lover. Not for a second does he believe
that either of them are ok with this, but right now he doesn't
care. A desire like nothing ever experienced within him is coming
on. He rips at their clothing, tearing it away. Large and full
breasts for his wife, small and petite for his lover. Heaven in two
pairs.
    Harry grabs his Laura's nipples and squeezes
them firmly. They harden immediately and he smiles in admiration.
Usually this kind of thing doesn't affect the woman so strongly,
but today she must be heavily aroused. They talked of threesomes in
university, but an opportunity never arouse. This is their first.
It will be wonderful.
    Coming to his knees, he places a finger in
each of their wet holes. His wife has a short line of hair and Kate
is bare shaven. Their juices roll down his fingers to stain his
shirt cuffs. The feeling of their tight pussies under his fingers,
barely taking two each, sends a surge of pleasure through his
body.
    "I want you!" he groans, not sure who he is
speaking to.
    Taking Laura by the hips, he takes her to
the bed then grabs Kate to place down on top of her. The two woman
are face to face and all it takes is a gentle push. Soon their lips
are locked and they are moaning and groaning in a way that brings
hardness where things were already painfully hard.
    "Women!" he rejoices.
    Out comes his manhood; it visits his wife's
hole first, but stays only shortly. Into the next - out of it to
the other - again in the lover's - back to the wife's. In, out, in,
out until it is glistening wet.
    "Perfect."
    Neither woman hears him. They are too busy
exploring something which for both of them is a first: A woman's
body is a beautiful thing to look at, but even more wonderful when
touched. They know each other intimately without having experienced
the other before. Licking, sucking, kissing, and playing,

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