Arthur Borrows My Wife Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Arthur Borrows My Wife Pt. 02

... chest as she said that, grabbing and holding her breasts for emphasis. It was classic Annie - tell her she looked incredible and she'd tell you why you were wrong.

"Before we go out tonight, I just wanted to tell you again that I love you - I love us. Try not to drive yourself crazy while we're gone, ok?"

"Sure, baby," I said, sounding very unsure. "I'll try, but, you know..."

"Yeah, I know," she giggled, teasing me. "Now, give me a quick kiss on the cheek and let me finish getting ready. I know Arthur wants to chat with you, too."

I pursed my lips and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. I turned towards the door and she gave me a firm swat on the ass as I left the room. Down the stairs, Arthur was waiting for me.

"So, Kenny," he began, "we're going to head out soon. Make yourself at home. There's lots of food in the fridge and a couple of delivery menus in the top drawer over there. Just don't drink all my scotch, ok?"

He laughed heartily at his joke, then turned serious.

"But like I said earlier, we'll give you a warning when we're coming home, and I want you out of sight. I'm afraid that seeing you will give Annie pause, and I don't want anything stopping her tonight. Understood?"

I nodded yes because I truly did. Annie could get in her own head and keep herself from fully letting go. If she was enamored with Arthur and totally present with him, seeing me would only mess things up.

The distinctive clicking sound of heels on hardwood distracted ...

... both of us from further conversation. Annie, a vision in red, descended the stairs like a goddess. Arthur and I both involuntarily sucked in a quick breath.

"My God, Annie," he said, breaking the silence. "You look absolutely magnificent. Part of me thinks I should just take you back upstairs and ravish you...but there's no rush, is there? Doesn't she look great, Kenny?"

"Oh, um, yes, for sure," I said, trying to break out of my trance.

Annie giggled at my awkwardness, then strutted over to Arthur, giving him a hug, pressing her chest to his, before turning to face me. He kept an arm around her waist as they looked at me.

"Before we go, Kenny," Arthur said sternly, "I need you to confirm that this is ok. Tell me respectfully that you want me to take your wife out on a date - with all that entails."

"Please, Kenny," Annie quickly piped up. "I want this so bad - and you know you'll love it too. Tell him, please."

I sucked in a deep breath. They must have planned this final assault ahead of time. "Sir," I began with a trembling voice, "please take my beautiful wife on a date. You are free - both of you - to do whatever feels natural. I hope you both have a wonderful time."

And with that, they were gone. I tried to keep myself busy. Looking in the fridge, I spotted a package of juicy steaks. I noticed a door leading off the kitchen to a screened-in, three season porch that looked out over the lake. Sure enough, there was a grill just out the door along with a ...