Now.

As I stared at my phone's screen, the seconds waiting for my wife to reply back to my text message felt like an eternity.

Sam: now

That's a little a bit short notice, I complained to myself.

Sam: srry 4 the short notice

If I wasn't going to be fucking Deborah I would be upset.

Me: It's ok. Where should I meet her?

Sam: same motel u & em were @

Me: The Good Knight Inn?

Sam: yes even the same room! :) pick her up @ the store

Seriously? I thought. I guess it worked well enough for Emma so I guess she and Sam suggested it to Deb.

Me: Ok, I'll head there right now. I love you!

Sam: I know. :) xoxo

I gave an excuse to my co-workers that I was having a last minute lunch date with my wife, which wasn't that uncommon, and rushed down to the garage while trying to conceal my erection.

Deb was already waiting for me at the curb in front of Emma's Dream Boutique by the time I got there about ten minutes after Sam messaged me. She was wearing a tight, white blouse, which did enhanced her large breasts, and a hip-hugging skirt that showed off her curves. She may not have been a lingerie model like Emma but Deb did a fine job showing off the store's wares.

"Hi, Mike!" Deborah greeted me as she climbed into the Jeep. "Thanks for picking me up!"

"Hey, Deb," I responded and looked over my shoulder to pull out into traffic. "No prob."

"I'm sorry about the last minute lunch plan," she apologized.

"No worries, this isn't the first time my wife has changed things at the last minute."

"Sam told you where we're going?" I could detect a hint of nervousness in her voice.

"Yeah, I've been there before," I reassured her. I suppressed my smile at the flash of remembering banging Emma in the motel room at lunchtime for five days.

"Oh?" Deb perked with interest.

"Sam and I went there once at lunchtime to try to conceive." Now I must admit that wasn't the full truth but nor was it a lie -- Sam was there on Emma's last day of ovulation, so I just left out the minor detail I was trying to get Deborah's boss pregnant.

"Kinky," she giggled.

"So why now instead of waiting until after work?" I asked.

"Emma and I chatted earlier and she suggested to try to get as much semen into me during my week of ovulation to increase my chances in conceiving," Deborah replied. "She said that she did that."

"Does Susan know?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's okay with it even though she was hoping it our first time would have been tonight so she could be there to."

"She wants to be in the bedroom while we have sex?" I had expected to wait until the weekend to fuck both of them at the same time but who was I to complain.

"Well, it's more of a couple's thing of being there during conception than her having sex with us," Deb laughed. My erection softened a little at that news.

"Let me go in and grab the key," I said when I pulled into the motel parking lot

"Do you know which room?" Deb asked when I parked in front of the motel front office.

"Yeah, Sam said she had arrange it," I replied as I got out. "Be right back."

"It's good to see you again, Mr. Hunt," the young blonde greeted me from behind the counter.

"Oh, you remember me, Tiffany," I replied, pretending to look at her nametag in order to get a nice view of her tits that were even bigger than Emma's. It was painfully obvious she wore her low cut blouse to show off her braless cleavage.

"I can't forget a name like Mike Hunt," she laughed, causing her braless tits to jiggle slightly. Despite the plan of having sex with four of my wife's friends I'm very faithful to her but I had sometimes fantasized of fucking Tiffany when jerking off to the sex videos of Emma and me.

"My wife booked a room earlier," I stated, reluctantly taking my eyes off her breasts.

"Yes, room 8. She reserved for the week," she smiled. "Here's your key."

"Thanks."

"You and your wife have fun!" Tiffany winked as I opened the door.

"Thanks, we will!" I jogged back to the Jeep and anxiously drove it to the corner suite.

"I can't believe Sam and Emma booked this," Deb said after I opened the motel room door.

"Yeah, it's not the Ritz-Carleton," I joked as closed the door behind us.

"No, I mean booking this room for today so we could... you know..." she replied, looking down embarrassingly to avoid eye contact with me.

"Actually Sam booked it for the week," I noted.

"God, this is so awkward," Deborah laughed nervously. "I can't believe I'm about to have sex with my friend's husband with her permission!"

"If you're having second thoughts I can drive you back to work and you can talk it over with Susan and Sam."

"No, I..." She paused to gather her thoughts and feelings. "I really want a baby and Sam offering your... services is a blessing. However, I... I haven't had sex with a man in years."

"How long has it been?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Before I met Sue, so that's at least six years ago," she replied.

"That's a long time."

"But I'm not saying I never had a cock in me since then, just rubber ones."

My erection got harder at the thought of Deborah being taken from behind by Susan wearing a strap-on.

"So I guess we should do this so you won't be late for work," Deborah smiled nervously as she began unbuttoning her blouse.

"Yeah," I nodded and started to undress. I could not help but ogle at her when she unlatched her bra to free her mammoth tits.

"I guess we shouldn't be embarrassed about naked in front of each other," she laughed, "since we're about to have sex." She rolled down her panties to reveal her shaven snatch, leaving her with just her high heels on.

"Yeah," I nodded in agreement as I pulled down my underwear to release my raging cock from its confines. Deb let out an audible gasp at the sight of my monster erection.

"So how should we do this?" she asked, biting her lower lip as she stared at my cock, probably imagining being stuffed with it.