Lesley and Denny do a threesome. - Sex Stories

Lesley and Denny do a threesome.

... “finish” in this situation. I held her still for a few seconds, allowing my fingers to slip through the very loose-knit wool of her old, too-large jumper. My finger tips stroked her back softly, I whispered to her, “I haven’t started anything yet!” I felt stupid after saying this; it was a spontaneous thing but senseless. After a minute, we began talking to Dennis about the standard of the light seal around the doorway. Then we opened the door and joined him, over doing the response of our eyes to the brightness of the kitchen. I felt it was obvious to Dennis that we had been flirting in there. “She’s a lucky woman!” He said to us, “having a darkroom to play in!” I was ready to own up but he did not proceed with this chat. We went on to the cellar area where his beer is maturing. Lesley joined us in a glass of strong ale, after a few sips, Dennis went on to tease his wife about her appearance as she has lost so much weight. “You gotta say it mate,” he nudged me, “she is looking good lately! Her clothes don’t fit anymore but it is worth buying new for her.” I nodded and heartily agreed with him, my head full of passionate possibilities about her. I looked closely at her as she stood before us, lifting her arms and spinning slowly, as if to allow us to inspect her. Her woolly jumper used to fit her but now it is too loose, but it still looks good. I can see her bra clearly under the woolly material, through the very large holes in the knit. Her belly still has a swell as do ...

... her hips, thighs and buttocks. Strangely, it is her bust that has lost so much weight. Her breasts used to stick far out in front of her, firm and raised, but now, much smaller they have a natural shape. She wears a long skirt, as usual not ironed. “I do not do ironing!” she often proclaims, “if you want ironed clothes, do it yourself!” Many months went by and often, when we meet, Dennis tells me that Lesley has a bit of a fancy for me. Today, he says that he and Lesley have been chatting about things. I let the comment go by; hoping he meant that they had been talking about letting Les and I share the darkroom again, but he says no more. This evening, I have been called over to share a drink of homebrew and watch a smut video that he had brought home from work. We often do this and this film is supposed to be special. Not the usual Lesbian film, but one about couples sharing. “Lesley loves this bit!” Dennis teased as we watch two guys undress a woman, she making feeble attempts to stop them. Lesley grins derisively at him, “When did you ever bother about what I like?” “There’s the Lesley we all know and love!” I thought, smiling to myself. Dennis brushed the remark aside and whispered, “She would really like to try it with two men!” he grinned at her as she pretended to be offended at his candid comments. I felt confident and burst out, “I’d love to try that too!” Dennis grinned and looked at her. “I told you!” is all he said. “Don’t start what you can’t finish!” she said to ...