A girl with a hidden past with a guy pushing a bit too hard

(Girl POV)

I was nervous stepping out of the cab. I couldn't believe I had managed to let my husband convince me to join this game.

After an awkward conversation he revealed to me he wanted me to play around with other guys and convinced me to come with him this summer. But it confirmed to me that he was sabotaging our attempts at a child, I don't know how but he was.

But what got me feeling nervous really, was my past. My parents had arranged a marriage with... Well a guy who turned my body into his plaything. I couldn't even think his name without my body starting to get hot and bothered. But luckily he was in charge of some big businesses and something important happened so when he was gone I got picked up by my current husband.

Back then I felt like his soft touches were like cool water in a desert. But now... I couldn't deny it any longer. My body was craving for more, unsatisfied with my husband. Deep down I felt relieved he wanted to try this but at the same time I was worried.

I sighed as I shifted the skirt he made me wear for 'good impressions' he said. But the cool ocean breeze made me aware that I had soaked through my panties. Luckily my nipples on my giant tits were more innies than fabric tearing ones, as the humid air and cramped plane ride had me remove my bra for comfort. I told myself I was going to straighten up after we got here.

My husband spoke up next to me. "Don't be so nervous. It will be alright, I am totally fine with it. If you have problems just pretend I'm not there."

I would have rolled my eyes at him. But I knew he was just trying to be nice. However his words made me more nervous, especially as he was in front of me. I was reminded of his very disappointing dick size and lack of stamina.

I sighed trying to will my worries away as I **** a smile. "Alright, alright. I did say I would give it a try at least." I felt better after saying it. Then I was surprised when he leaned into me and his hands went to my chest.

I blushed as I looked around the building hoping no one was looking. But his hands didn't grab my tits. They were fiddling with the buttons of my shirt. "What are you doing!" I pushed his hands away.

"I figured it would help if you... Well showed a bit more skin?" He blushed now which got me all excited seeing his cute side.

I held in my giggle as I spoke up. "Fine, I guess I could do a few buttons." It's not like it would change much anyways. My chest developed in my past was absolutely bursting at the seams of all my shirts, so a little extra air would be more comfortable.

I giggled to myself when I popped the top three buttons with one hand and his eyes seemed to pop out of his head from staring so hard at me.

I made sure to put on a show for him enjoying his gaze on my bouncing ass in this short skirt as I stepped forward.

However all joy left me when I stepped inside. Because the one who awaited me was the very one who I was supposed to marry according to my parents. The only thing that prevented me from crawling on my hands and knees towards him was the ogling eyes I felt on my ass and the cute girl that was hanging off him.

The girl was obviously under his total control. The constant haze of lust in her eyes betrayed just how depraved she was. I would have been just like her had I been less fortunate. But the biggest thing was that she was baby sister! She had just turned 19 this year. The same age I was to marry him. That made her young enough to be his daughter making it even more depraved that she was sitting on his hand with her legs clamped shut like that would hide the sticky sound of his fingers.

Then I remembered my husband was here. I tried to act natural and definitely disinterested, but when we stepped in he noticed me and his gaze had my legs wobbling as my heart did flips in my chest.

Then he spoke and it took all my willpower to not moan as I was **** to have a light orgasm.

"Ah. Hey, you two are the last to arrive."

I couldn't say anything to him. If I tried now I was bound to say something I was going to regret. So aware that the man was eyeing the glistening fluids dripping down my thighs I whispered to my husband.

"I'm going to get cleaned up first." I pushed him forward as a distraction as I ran past towards the stairs where I figured the rooms would be, hoping my husband couldn't how my body had reacted to this guy I refused to name even in my thoughts.

(Male POV)

I did it! I was so excited! I finally managed to convince my busty wife to try sleeping with other guys! I didn't have the heart to tell her that I needed **** to get it up to perform. It would be fine but she always wanted more and the many **** eventually took away my ability to have kids.

So that's what this plan was. Let her have some fun and if she got pregnant I could always claim it as my own.

But damn she was so hot! Seeing her standing there staring at the door made me want to grab her plump ass and play with her some. But we were in the street still. So I settled for trying to reassure her.

"Don't be so nervous. It will be alright, I am totally fine with it. If you have problems just pretend I'm not there." I knew changing our relationship like this this fast would be difficult for her. It would be on anyone. But that's why we were here. At this game thing. She would be free to play around with no worries.

I couldn't see her expression clearly but she replied when I turned to look. "Alright, alright. I did say I would give it a try at least." Afterwards her face relaxed so it did help.

Feeling playful I decided to tease her. Blatantly reaching for her tits but then alter my grab for her buttons.

I chuckled to myself when she quickly slapped my hands away blushing hard trying to see if anyone was looking. "What are you doing!"

I had a prepared response for this but I blushed all the same because of the content. "I figured it would help if you... Well showed a bit more skin?" I certainly wasn't expecting her to accept this thin reason.

But then she spoke as one hand just gripped her collar. "Fine, I guess I could do a few buttons."

Then to my amazement she just pushed her chest out letting the buttons pop themselves until her tight shirt loosened naturally before letting go of the shirt. It was these kind of erotic moments that caused me to go infertile. I really wanted to pop more of those **** and start ravishing her. I wanted to see her pleasured face and hear her moaning voice.

Luckily she ran forward before I could do just that. I admired the way her ass jiggled when we went into the house.

There was a much older man with a girl shivering next to him on the couch. I couldn't see well around my wife but eventually she stepped forward and I stepped up next to her as he looked towards us with a smile.

"Ah. Hey, you two are the last to arrive."

Then my wife leaned into me. Her breasts were squished against me as she whispered "I'm going to get cleaned up first."

She didn't wait for my reply and just left practically running out of the room. Though the guy on the couch watched her go no doubt captivated by my wife.

Looks like I wont have to convince this guy to fuck my wife, so I'll work on distracting this girl instead.

I smiled and waved to him making my way to sit next to them on the couch.