In the bedroom

Rachel answers, “Let’s use your room. I don’t want to get bit up by mosquitoes. Besides if Ross hears anything, he’ll just think it’s Phoebe and Joey having sex. If he asks where I was, I’ll just say I couldn’t sleep and went for a walk in the woods.”

Phoebe gives a soft laugh, “Sounds like this isn’t the first time you’ve cheated before.”

“You have no clue what I’ve gotten into before,” Rachel says, and gives Phoebe’s bare ass a smack before she walks to the bedroom. Her long legs look fantastic in those little pajama shorts as she struts away.

Holy fuck. Is Rachel actually a naughty hot wife!? I never would have suspected her of cheating, but she hopped into this threesome very quickly. I’ll have to find out more about that, but after the threesome. Definitely after the threesome.

I help Phoebe from the couch. She gives me a wink, “You’re quite the lucky man tonight.”

We walk to the bedroom. Phoebe closes and locks the door. Rachel nervously stands by the bed, “So how do we start this?”

“You all should get undressed, so I’m not the only one who is naked,” Phoebe recommends.

I shrug. I lower my pants, and kick them to the side. They’ve already seen me naked. No sense in wasting time.

Rachel hesitates with her hands on the top button of her pajama shirt. Silently debating herself, she turns her back to me and Phoebe. She unbuttons her top, and takes it off, exposing her pale back and freckled shoulders. I see her tits jiggle and flash from the side as she bends over pulling down her shorts. She stands straight up, completely nude, her body long and lean. Her little ass could use a smack.

Phoebe teases, “Oh my god, Rachel turn around! Stop being shy. You are flawless and put us all to shame.”

Rachel slowly turns around. Her hands held clasped together just above a tantalizing fluff of red pubic hair. She still looks incredible totally naked. Her massive tits hang against the shadows of her ribcage. Her legs are toned from miles of daily running.

I agree with Phoebe, “Yup. She’s flawless.”

As if to challenge us, Rachel removes her hands to reveal what she was hiding: a jagged dark red scar from when she had an emergency caesarean. Totally ignoring Rachel’s insecurity, Phoebe says, “I didn’t know you were such a ginger.”

Rachel looks down to see what Phoebe is talking about. When she realizes it’s about her pubic hair, she giggles cutting the tension, “Yeah. My dark secret. It’s been a while since I’ve shaved.”

Phoebe says, “Don’t worry. Chandler has no problem with pubic hair.” She glances at me, and notices that I’m in awe. “Don’t be nervous around this gorgeous woman. Go kiss her!”

I slowly walk up to Rachel, who shyly smiles at me. I stop right before my erection touches her toned stomach. She reaches up and cups my face, and pulls me forward to a kiss. I keep my lips closed trying not to overwhelm her with our first kiss. But after one soft kiss, her lips part, and mine do too, and we really start to kiss. Fuck. Her soft lips suck at mine.

When she finally lets my face go, and pulls back, she giggles and wipes her lips. “I’m not used to tasting another woman’s vagina.”

Phoebe laughs, “Oh you loved it!”

Rachel’s hand rubs on my arm, “You’re a really sweet kisser. But you don’t have to be gentle with me.” She squeezes my bicep. “I like it a little rough.”

Oh fuck. My perspective of Rachel being a haughty uptight housewife were wrong. My heart pounds realizing I’m about to experience her hidden naughty side. I say, “I can be rough if you want.”

She subtly bites her lip, really caressing my arm, “Oh yeah? Maybe you can bend me over the bed, and give me the same treatment you did Phoebe on the couch.”

I’m just about to grab her, and do just that when Phoebe interrupts, “Just a reminder that this a threesome. While you guys mess around, I’m going to pick out some toys for us to play with.”

“Yeah, whatever,” I say. My mouth is already salivating at the thought of going down on Rachel. Maybe I should’ve given more thought to what Phoebe just said. I might really regret what toy she chooses.

I reach my hand behind Rachel and squeeze her firm ass. I pull her in close, pressing my erection flat against her abs. I whisper, “I’m so happy you’re here.” I kiss her deeply. No more gentleness. Then I turn her around, and bend her long body over the bed.

Rachel looks back at me and smiles, knowing what is coming next. I squat down behind her, and run my hands up her smooth legs. Then I give her ass a hard smack that stings my hand. She doesn’t have the soft jiggle of my wife and Phoebe. She gives out a little sigh that makes my cock throb.

I smack her again, and spread her cheeks. Her pussy lips are pale compared to Phoebe’s. I spread them, and lick through, tasting her scent. A different taste than Phoebe but still very enjoyable. I lap at her. I slide a finger into her wet hole, feeling how slick and warm she is. She moans even louder when I press my thumb against her asshole. Naughty girl.

My chin dripping with her arousal, I ask, “Do you like your ass played with?”

“Uh huh,” Rachel answers, and wiggles her hips in my face.

I’m about to plunge my tongue against her ass, when Phoebe taps me, and says, “Move out of the way. My turn.”