Sweet Family Deal - Sex Stories

Sweet Family Deal

... do you think?"

She hesitated a long time. "I'd like to try it, if it won't wreck things for us. But if you fall in love with another woman ... I'm afraid."

"I'm afraid too. I don't want to lose you either, but we need to do SOMETHING different."

She sighed. "I know. But I don't want to be with some random skank who screws a bunch of people. Or a fickle one who'll get us to love her, then run off. Or one like Shelly, who'd sleep with us then tell everybody in town."

"I agree, we don't want diseases or broken hearts. Or a big scandal."

She asked the key question, "How can we find a safe girl, who'll stay with us if we like her?"

I had an idea but said, "I don't know. Let's go to bed."

I felt a stiffening in my groin as she held my hand and said, "Let's go watch some porn and try to figure it out." I started a movie and crawled in bed, just as we heard a wet, disgusting noise from the guest room. Both of us exclaimed, "NO!"

The bottle on the nightstand indicated that on top of what Shelly already drank, she had woken up and added a third of a bottle of vodka. She didn't spill it, but she'd thrown up and peed herself.

Alyssa got Shelly into clean clothes, and I changed the bed. When the cleanup was over and Shelly passed out again, I asked, "I hope you're not inviting her over here again?"

"NO! Nope! No way!"

I turned the porno off and we fell asleep back-to-back. Thankfully, Shelly had gone home before we woke up.

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We were so busy we ...

... didn't discuss the threesome idea all week. I had a slow Friday afternoon and brought up the 'sugar' website on my cell at work. I flipped through the girls' profiles until one firmly grabbed my attention.

She was a slender blonde just under five feet tall, with a pretty face. "I'm Jassi, a business major about to finish my second year. I'm looking for a compassionate couple to take care of me, in and out of bed. I'm not into the elderly, obesity, or drugs. If you're under 50, well off, and looking for some long-term fun, I might be the girl for you."

I was 36 and my wife was 32. Jassi looked young enough to be my daughter, and nearly young enough to be Alyssa's. It said she was 20 but I would have guessed 18 from her picture. The partial erection in my pants must have taken over when I emailed her a photo of us and asked if she could meet us Saturday night. I hadn't even discussed it with my wife.

Only an hour later Jassi replied. "I can't wait to meet you two! I'll see you at the Lobster Barn restaurant tomorrow at 6." She had attached a picture of her sucking on a candy cane and another of her in a bikini. I usually liked bigger boobs, but she was sexy and adorable at the same time. I wasn't sure if I wanted to hug her or screw her more. I was totally smitten, and somewhat confident Alyssa would like her. She looked similar to Shelly, minus a dozen years and thirty pounds.

All the way home I worried. Would Alyssa hate the idea? Had I just blown up my marriage? If I ...