"Have you ever fucked sisters?"

My wife of 20-some years leans up and waves her boobs in front of my face. I nuzzle between her breasts and then take a nipple in my mouth, sucking it hard and strumming with your tongue on it. She gasps at my aggressive nipple-sucking. She says with a sexy purr in her voice, "Have you ever fucked sisters?"

I **** on my tongue and cough, biting her nipple and making her moan.

"Huh? Wha?" I say most intelligently.

"Let's go find my sister and finish what she started." She climbs over me and pulls my arm to get me off the couch.

I let her pull me as my brain tries to catch up. By the time we get upstairs, I've figured out that my loving wife is arranging a threesome for me with her sister, Samantha. I can be slow when there's competition for blood flow.

We're headed to our master bedroom. As we pass the bathroom, Sam comes out wearing a thin camisole and panties, her nipples poking into the material. She sees naked Meg pulling naked me. Meg takes her hand and pulls us all toward the bedroom. They both giggle.

"Where's Josh," I venture to her.

"He's out at the pool, I think. A couple of teens caught his eye," she says with a sexy laugh. She's doesn't seem angry with him.

"They're very busy. They watched me nail Meg, and got each other off."

Sam's laugh is infectious, and we all chuckle. We reach the bedroom, and Meg pulls us in, closing the door behind us. Then she turns to her sister, as I do, and she kisses her. I step up and kiss the other side of her face, while putting a hand on her boob.