John's Wife, Angie Lee..............Chap 4

Angie Lee was due in from the states to join her husband John at his overseas assignment. 
Although John was glad about seeing his wife after a few months  without her, he was a bit
apprehensive about her arrival.   He had been involved with my wife's best friend Goody.  Actually,
he had been involved with my wife and her best friend Goody. 

Angie and John married when they were both in their mid thirties.  She had a succession of
affairs during her motherless teenage years.  Her mother abandoned Angie, her dad and a
younger sister.  Later at twenty-something she was engaged to be married.  The groom-to-be
disappeared one day.  Though she tried, she didn't think she would ever find her "Prince
Charming".  All of the good men were married, which didn't seen to matter to her.  She became
easily attracted to men. In other words, she was horny almost all the time and she rather enjoyed
fucking other women's husbands.  She was single and a government employee at a military
installation which gave her a wide assortment of available,  and unavailable men.  

Before she married John, Angie had been involved in numerous affairs with married men.  She was
no bimbo, but she was a cunt.  She would become acquainted with the wives of her paramours, then
reveal their husband's indiscretions.   Somewhere in her deluded mind this might have given her
some dark secret pleasure because she thought she was "saving"  the marriage by doing so..........but
it also caused a stinking uproar every time.   This effectively shed her of one adulterous liaison in
order to search for the next.  Still, while intelligent and deep, she  had conflicted feelings about
her sexuality and her religious beliefs.  She would revert to her beliefs when unattached.  She
considered herself a good Christian, but when it came to sex, her weakness as she called it, she
could not help herself.   Sometimes, she said, she got so horny she could fuck a tree.  

Angie Lee looked forward to joining her husband John overseas.  He was in the military and by
necessity left her behind till he was settled and had adequate quarters assigned.  Sometimes this
took months.  However, she had traveled to Europe in her younger days and remembered again the
brief but passionate affairs.   They were both mature enough to understand each other's sexual
needs and found common ground concerning their expected separations.

Angie attracted men easily because she was quite direct in her approach....she hit on them in a shy
and coy sort of way.  Not romantically inclined, she just wanted to fuck something new.  She was
no beauty, quite plain even, but she had a wonderful body perfected with rigorous daily exercise. 
She was light-skinned and purposely avoided sunlight to keep it that way.   Her features were
gypsy-like, dark-haired and light-eyes, of average height.

After an five  month wait, she joined John and  quickly met his military friends and their wives. 
They were a friendly, close knit group of people.  They worked hard and they played hard,
together.  John seemed to gravitate to a younger group of special friends in their twenties.  His
best friend was a young man named Ted.  His wife Dot was a local girl, outgoing and a lot of fun to
be around.  Dot was also very beautiful.  She was blonde, slim and tall,  green-eyed, and
long-legged.   Although Dot was somewhat bohemian, Angie liked her immediately.

John and Angie's free time were spent sight-seeing and shopping for souvenirs.  John showed her 
all the places he had  been to before she got there.  Weekend evenings were spent mostly
gathering with friends,  dining and dancing.  One of John's favorite places was a small gasthaus
near their housing area.  It was run by an American ex-serviceman.  Everyone called it Gene's
Place.  It was very popular with the American military crowd.   Angie never smoked cigarettes or
drank caffeine or alcoholic beverages.  Her considered her body  the temple of her soul.   
Secretly, she kept a bottle of Morgan David blackberry wine in the kitchen cabinet.  To settle
her nerves, she told herself.  At Gene's Place she would occasionally sip wine from her husband's
glass.  This led to many refills for John.  It got to be a source of humor with their friends.  Angie
and John drank wine from one glass.  

Angie looked forward to their evenings out.  They would dine out and bar hop and  dance with  his
friends till the wee hours.  The wine curbed her inhibitions and she enjoyed  the new scene 
immensely.   She knew that European women had a different perspective about life.  For instance,
they did not wait to be asked to dance by the men and took to the dance floor with each other
without hesitation.  She noticed that Ted's wife Dot danced with a lot of the women, especially
with Rod's girlfriend, Goody.  

Angie learned that Goody was Dot's best friend.  Rod was one of the young servicemen in the their
unit.  He was a big, good looking farm boy.  He was shy, soft spoken and well mannered.  One
particular evening when she had just come off the dance floor sweaty and very tipsy, she sat on 
her husband's lap.  John ignored her while he talked with someone else at the table.  With one arm
draped around John's neck she watched Dot and Goody enjoying themselves on the dance floor. 
Then it dawned on her.  Why didn't Dot dance with her?  Seems Dot had danced with everyone in
the place but never with her.  Angie herself had never danced with any of the other women, there
were plenty of willing male partners, mostly John, Ted and Rod.   But Dot had never pulled her to
the dance floor like she did Goody.

When the music stopped, Angie watched Dot and Goody make their way from the dance floor to
the lady's room.  She decided to join them.  They were having so much fun.  She walked into the
lady's room as several other women were going out.  She could hear Dot and Goody laughing and
talking with each other in the stalls.  She glanced in the mirror and unsteadily poked at her hair
and make-up in the mirror.  She was about to say something to the girls when she realized  that
they were in the same stall together.  She froze at the mention of her name.  They didn't know
she was there.

"I haven't seen you  dance with Angie yet." She heard Goody say to Dot.

"No, but I'd like to get her out there and give her gorgeous ass a good squeeze.  I don't think
she'd go for it though.  She's not the type."  Although Angie was plain, she was narcissistic about her wonderful figure and indeed possessed a gorgeous pear-shaped ass.

"You mean she wouldn't like it if you did this to her?"   Angie heard Dot catch her breath.

"No.....I mean,  yes, that.  Do that........mmmmmmmm! Hurry Goody........a quickie!"

Angie heard Dot's breath coming faster and the sounds of sexual pleasure were unmistakable. 
She held her breath fearing that she'd be discovered.  Listening closely she thought, "What are
these two girls doing?"  Then it dawned on her.  "They're pleasuring each other!  No, how could
they be lesbians?  Dot is married to Ted, and Rod is Goody's boyfriend.  But they certainly  were
engaged in  sexual misbehavior,"  she thought.  She could hear them moaning softly.  And Angie's
breasts were swelling like they do when she's horny.  "Oh, my god,  this is turning me on!"   Angie's
hands grasped at her hardening nipples.  When they got like that they required attention.  She
thought of her breasts as the "keys to the kingdom".  Get these and the rest comes with it.   She
felt the wetness coming.  She had never been confronted with a situation such as this and never
for a moment did  she think she would react like this.

Angie heard Dot, "Um! Um!  Oh, Goody!"  Angie never dwelled upon sex with another woman.  She
liked cock too much.   And, size did indeed matter.  There had been a couple of times when she set
aside her preference for well endowed men so she could indulge herself in another of her secret
passions.  She had been introduced to the pleasures of anal sex.  Hedonism was another character
trait she denied.  She decided she had made the right decision with John, size-wise.  He was
large, so she had resigned herself.  No anal sex in her marriage.   Not since one of her brief
affairs with an older and understanding married man.  He was average size, but the intense
pleasures he gave her when he fucked her in the ass were unforgettable.

Listening to the girls for what seemed like hours, she had unconsciously slipped one hand to her
slit, pulling  her panty crotch aside.  She was on her way to an orgasm when she heard the door
open. She quickly regained her composure and hurriedly left the lady's room.   She had just sat 
down at the table when Dot and Goody, arms around each other's waists, approached the table
through the crowded floor.  Angie couldn't keep her eyes off the girls the rest of the evening. 
She watched them dance closely, their hips undulating and pressing close.  Their summer dresses
barely hiding their legs slipping between  and into each other's crotches.  Angie was horny. 
Ignoring the conversation and again sitting on her husband's lap, she unconsciously hugged his neck
and rubbed his chest as she watched the girls.

At closing time, Goody invited  all  back to her apartment.  John made excuses to his
understanding friends.  Outside the establishment Dot and Goody gave John friendly kisses,
"Really friendly," thought Angie, but she had other things on her mind and she was pleased John
wanted to get her straight home.    Angie enjoyed the round of hugs and kisses as they parted. 
She pressed herself to Ted and Rod.  Goody was a pleasurable squeeze with her ample breasts.  
Dot's slimness, much like her own, made her shiver. "Was that the tip of her tongue? Accidental?"
thought Angie.  Then she thought about the scene in the lady's room again.
On the way home she was still highly aroused.  She was anxious to get into bed with her husband. 
She cuddled up close to him in the front seat and unzippered his pants.  John was surprised at her
enthusiasm and was instantly hard.   

"What's up sweetheart," John asked surprised at her gropes, but pleased. 

"Your dick, I hope," Angie replied  with her lilting laugh.   He rarely heard such language from her,
but  he knew she was drunk.  He had seldom seen her drunk  before.  She seemed happier and her
liked her this way.  Uninhibited.   With  her head in John's lap she pulled  his hard on out of his
pants and greedily stuffed it in her mouth.  She pulled her dress up and slipped her finger down
her panties once more.  When they got home she led John to the living room couch, climbed on top
and furiously fucked him without undressing.  In her passion she hurriedly knelt on the floor with
elbows on the couch  and presented her upturned buttocks to him.  She loved it from behind.  John
unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to the floor as he knelt behind  Angie.  He held his
engorged penis to her cunt lips.  He entered her easily.  

"Yessss, Johnny.  Fuck me, Johnny!"    John slid his large cock slowly into her little by little.  at
her urging he quickened his pace.  "Wait!"  She tried unsuccessfully to place his erection in her
nether hole.

"You know we can't do that, baby, much as I'd like to."  He rubbed his large penis around her
asshole and she became even more excited.  

"Please Johnny!  Leave it there! Just pretend to fuck me in the ass!"  Then, "No, no.  Stop.  It
won't go in."  She was at last satisfied with several good orgasms then passed out face down on
the couch.   John sat on the floor next to her, smoking a cigarette and wondering what had put
her in such a great mood.  He was glad she was enjoying herself lately.

Then he imagined what was going on at Goody's apartment.  He remembered the last time he was
there and he got hard again.  Angie lay sprawled and out cold next to him.   He fondled his penis
then reached over to his wife and massaged her buttocks.  "She does have a great body.  So does
Goody.  And Dot.  Angie, Goody, and Dot,"  he thought, and it gave him pleasure to think about the
three.   "Naw, never happen."   But, he could  imagine.

Sunday  morning at breakfast she  was happy and eager to talk about the good time they'd had
the night before.  She asked, "Johnny, what do you know about Dot and Goody?"    

He thought for a moment before he responded.  He couldn’t tell her everything.
"Well, Dot and Goody have been good friends for a long time.  They used to work together.  Goody
met Rod at Gene's Place.  They like to go out together with Dot.   Then Rod  introduced them to
Ted.  Dot and Ted married a couple of years ago.  He was my sponsor when I got here.  They
showed me around town and they've had me over for dinner a few times.  Goody has her own very
nice apartment on the Wilhelmstrasse.  Why do you ask?"

"Just curious."  She paused.  John did not press the issue and pretended to read his newspaper. 
He remembered he still had a key to the apartment.

"Johnny, do you think Dot and Goody are more than just good friends?"
"What do you mean, Angie?"   Then thought, "She's onto something here."

"Last night they were fooling around with each other in the lady's room."

"Fooling around with each other?"  He knew exactly what she meant.  They liked to fool around
with each other.  They liked to fool around with him too, but that came to a halt after Angie got
there.  He remembered being teasingly jacked off under the table or outdoors on the veranda at
Gene's Place by one or both of them.  

"It's unlikely that they're lesbians, but I definitely think they're bisexual, Johnny.  Have you ever
seen them together like that?" 

John thought, "Boy have I!   Is that what got Angie all worked up last night?  She suspects
something."  He knew the girls wanted his wife included in their little group.  She had to find out
sooner or later.  "Yeah, they were lovers  before Dot and Ted got married, honey, you know how
European women are.  They're very liberal about their relationships with each other."

"I would hate for Ted to find out, it would devastate him,"  Angie told him.  Then the light came
on over her head.  "Wait a minute, if you know about it, Ted must know about it, right?"

The wheels in John's head were turning furiously.  How far should he go.  "Yes, he knows of
course."

"And he doesn't care?"  Angie asked.

"It's not that he doesn't care, Angie.  They like to party together.  They're young.  They have a
good time, they're swingers."

"Group sex?  How awful, Johnny!  How can they do that?  It's sinful and I've never done anything
like that.  I don't know if I can associate further with people like that!"

The conversation was beginning to irritate John.  "Come on, Angie Lee!  How many  guys have you
had sex with?  And, the married guys?  Neither of us were virgins when we got married.  As far as
I know they have not had sex with as many people as you have.  Just together.   Both girls, and
Rod were virgins till they met and the girls arranged a menage-a'-trois with him."  After a minute
of silence, he continued, "Ted was the most worldly of the three having spent a tour in the far
east before he came here.  And, you haven't told me what you did to cope for the past five 
months either.  I know you can't go that long without sex."  She was speechless.  John added,
"Hate the sin, love the sinners, remember?"  She kept quiet.   He went back to his paper.  "Oh
shit, what must she be thinking?" 

Angie  had intended to tell him about getting laid back home while he was gone.   She had tired of
her old dildo during their separation.  He was very understanding.  It was ok, "just be careful,"
was his attitude.   She appreciated that in him and it weighed heavily when she succumbed to her
weakness and knew she would have to confess.  Her  mind was grinding away trying to absorb the
information.  She had to think about this.  "The four probably went to Goody's apartment to fuck
last night". 

Angie thought about it all week.  It crossed her mind that she could fuck someone's husband
without all the hostility it usually caused.  It could happen on much friendlier terms.  Much
friendlier.   It was all she could think about.  It made her horny.  She masturbated every day that
week, sometimes twice.  She and John had sex every night that week like when they first met. 

John wondered if there was a connection between their conversation about Dot and Goody and the
sudden increase in her sexual appetite.  She was still unaware of his involvement.  The next time
she brought up the subject was as she lay panting after an orgasm with John's cock still quivering
inside her.  

"Johnny, last weekend, when they left us at Gene's Place, do you think they went to party at
Goody's apartment?"

He remembered as he replied, "They probably opened another bottle of wine and sucked and
fucked each other till breakfast."  He remembered Goody coming out of the shower with Ted one
Sunday morning while he had Dot's legs draped over his shoulders as he fucked her on their bed.

"What do you think they do, Johnny?"  She was humping his cock again and pulling his butt to her
with both  her hands.

"Rod told me," he whispered hoarsely into her ear, "that Goody and Dot sixty-nine and while they're
eating each other he and Ted fuck them from behind."   He was remembering again and slowing
fucking his wife with renewed vigor.  Long strokes, like he did with Dot and Goody.

"Oh, god!  That's so hot, Johnny!  What else?"  She gasped,  held him tighter and fucked back.

"Then they switch," John laughed,  "and Goody likes to sit on Dot's face while she sucks on Ted's
cock and Rod fucks Dot."   “She's getting off on this,”  thought John.  So was he.

Rapidly and breathlessly she asked, "Rod fucks Dot?  In front of Ted?  And Ted fucks Goody too?"  
She had already figured that out, she just enjoyed the sex-talk.  "Do they butt-fuck too, Johnny?" 
But, before John could answer, "Ohhhh my god, Johnny!  I'm cumming!"   Then, still panting, "Why
weren't we invited, Johnny?"

In the dark, John's eyes popped wide open.  His mind raced.  "Maybe?”  Then, “ We were, sweetheart, I just didn't think you would want to get involved in something like that with those kind of people," he said dryly.

Angie heard her words fed back to her.  She was feeling very, very weak.  "I do now,"  she
whispered to herself as she fell asleep.  John heard.

"What a nice young man that Rod is, and what a nice long cock he has.  Cock?  Why am I seeing his
cock?"  The question was set aside as she further admired the long, slender penis with  such a
large bulbous helmet.   In her entire life she had never been in such an aroused  state.  She felt
wonderfully warm  pressed by flesh like this.   And a soft tongue was licking her pussy.  She woke
from her dream the next morning fingering her clit.

John woke shortly thereafter to find his wife sucking his cock.  When she had swollowed his cum,
she wiped  her mouth, and asked, "What's the plan for the weekend, Johnny?"

John cautiously replied, "Oh, I don't know, would you like to ride down the Rhine and take in a
couple of castles?  We could spend the night at one of those hostels along the river."   He knew she
wasn't interested in castle hopping.

Angie was trying not to sound too anxious, but suggested, "Why don't we just take in a movie this
afternoon then have dinner at Gene's Place?  We can ask Dot and Ted to join us if they don't have
any plans."  

What could he say?  "Whatever makes you happy, sweetheart."  

Angie was thinking, “I can't stand it another day.”  The morning went by altogether too slow.  Before they left their quarters, Angie went to the kitchen cabinette and poured herself a glass of
blackberry wine.  Then another.

They met Dot and Ted at the base exchange theater.  Angie greeted them excitedly and for the
first time conciously gave them both a very friendly hello kiss.  Dot was pleasantly surprised when
Angie took her hand and led her into the darkened theater.  John and Ted had gone to fetch
refreshments.  They chose to sit in  the loge seats in the upper back rows and waited for their
men.  

After a few pleasantries, Angie asked, "Have you known Goody a long time, Dot?"

"Since I was eighteen.  I met her when I got my first job.  We worked together at a champagne
factory in Mainz."   Angie was still holding Dot's hand in hers.  "She's really a sweet person.  Do you like her, Angie?"

"I think she's a very sexy lady.  Her waist is so tiny and she has beautiful hips.  And such 
breasts!  You're athletic like me, aren't you, Dot?  I exercise regularly."

"I try.  And yes, Goody is very sexy."  "I wonder where she's going with this," Dot thought.   Dot
could smell the red wine on Angie's breath.  "You're pretty sexy yourself, Angie."

"Do you think so, Dot?  I value your opinion.  Do you think I have a gorgeous ass?   Freudian slip. 
"Uh, I mean, do you think I have a nice figure?"  Angie had not intended to say that, but the glass
of Morgan David  and her state of mind made it difficult not to blurt out what she was thinking. 

"Where have I heard those words before,"  thought Dot.  Then she was slightly embarrassed when
she remembered last Saturday night in the toilet stall  with Goody.  "Ok, Angie.  I said that to
Goody at Gene;s Place last weekend.  Were you there when I said it?"

"I didn't really want to let on, Dot, and I'm sorry I was eavesdropping.  It's just that I want to be
friends like you and Goody."

"Like Goody?  Really like Goody?  Did Johnny tell you about me and Goody, is that it?" Angie pulled Dot's hand to her own knee.  Dot wondered how much she knew.

"Yes, just like Goody," she leaned over and whispered into Dot's ear.

Dot placed her hand inside Angie's knee.  She pulled it toward her own and squeezed.  Angie caught her breath.  The men were coming up the aisle with the popcorn.   

John and Ted looked for the girls and saw them sitting in the back rows.  The seats rose steeply up
to the back projection wall so that they could only see head and shoulders.  Heads close together
whispering.  Angie was sitting to Dot's right and as they approached saw that Dot had her right
hand between Angie's knees.  Angie sat with downcast eyes and did not look up as Ted stepped by
to sit on Dot's left and John sat next to his wife on the far right.  Dot saw them smiling at each
other but made no comment.  Dot released Angie's knee as her husband joined her.  

Their attention was on the screen but the girls had joined hands.   A few minutes later, Angie and
Dot had slipped their hands to each other's knees, their arms crossing in the middle and their legs
slightly parted.  They were both wearing short skirts so that the men had a clear view of their
wive's legs and thighs.  Dot softly caressed Angie's inner thigh and Angie wasted no time in doing
the same for Dot although their eyes were still on the screen.  Dot's fingers ventured further up
Angie's thigh till her fingers brushed Angie's pussy through the panty cloth.  Dot moved the panty
cloth aside and found Angie's pubic hair.  When Dot's middle finger found the wetness, it delved
between Angie's labia and stroked her cleft, up and down,  easily finding Angie's clitoris.  Angie's
heart was pounding and her breathing elevated but her eyes never left the screen.  Then she
became aware that her right hand was fondling John's hard on through his pants.  Her eyes then
left the screen to look down to her husband's crotch.  John slouched forward and unzipped his fly
whereupon Angie reached inside to find his cock wet with precum.  She pulled on it slowly and at
the same time found Dot's bare pussy with her left hand.  She turned to Dot and leaned close.  Dot
turned to Angie and heard her whisper in pleasant surprise, "You're not wearing panties!"

"I never do," Dot replied.  "And I never, ever wear a bra.  Look,  feel."  Angie pulled her right hand
out of her husband's fly to feel Dot's breasts.  Through the flimsy material she could feel small
but firm breasts.  She pinched the hardened nipples.  It was then that she saw Dot's left hand
firmly grasping Ted's penis.  

Dot saw her looking, "You may feel that too if you want," Dot whispered in her ear.  Angie's hand
left Dot's breasts and her fingers wrapped around Ted's cock enclosing Dot's fingers too.  She
leaned over Dot's legs and pulled on Ted's penis, her mouth open, but could not quite get her
mouth over it.  Dot looked over at a smiling John who had exposed his cock and was pointing it at
her as he stroked it.  It had been a while since she'd enjoyed that handsome appendage and was
looking forward to it again.  Angie sat back up then all four slouched down in their seats.  Angie and Dot continued fingering each other's cunts.  They quietly gave each other their first orgasms of the
weekend in the back rows of the base theater.

Dot saw Angie still looking at Ted's cock and whispered,  "Do you want them to switch seats?." 
Angie's pussy was still throbbing from her cum and was beyond the reach of any  diminishing
inhibitions.  She wanted to fully enjoy the moment.

"Johnny," she whispered to her husband, "Would you like to swap?"

"Huh?"  He wasn't quite sure for a minute.

"Seats, John, would you like to swap seats with Ted?"  Hesitantly, she added, "Come on, Johnny,
let's enjoy ourselves.  I know all about it"  

The smiling men stood up and, facing their wives, sidestepped past them, dicks wagging in the dim
light, to swap seats.   Angie then sat sideways, leaned down and sucked Ted's cock into her mouth
thinking, "It's not as big as John's cock, but it will do very nicely."  Ted fondled her long dark hair in both his hands till she swallowed his load.  She looked to her left at Dot who's head was buried in John's lap, her exposed asscheeks pointed toward Angie.   She could not resist putting her hand into Dot's crack to feel that wonderfully bare-blond pussy.  The thought of burying  her tongue in Dot's swollen labia occurred to her.  She had thought what Dot and Goody did to each other, but had never licked a woman's cunt.  This was a special occasion though, and she knew she would do it before the night was over.  It would have to wait till later.  Angie was looking forward to seeing Goody's apartment later.   

Dot was thinking, "This lady is hot tonight!  She obviously needs to get thoroughly ravished."  She
came on to Dot and it didn't bother her at all giving head to each other's husbands.  Dot was going
to make sure Angie got what she wanted and have fun breaking her in to something new.  They left
the darkened theater before the movie ended.

At Gene's place, they ordered dinner and wine.  Angie had her own glass tonight.  From the moment
they had left the theater, John and Ted amused themselves teasing the girls about their
performance and Angie's  attempt to keep her orgasm quietly.   They were all feeling good and
enjoyed the laughs.

Making sure Dot and Ted overheard him, John hugged his wife to him,  "Did you enjoy Dot's
fingers, Angie?"  

"Ummmm, yes Johnny, and did you enjoy the blow-job she gave you?"

"Yes, sweetheart, she's very good.  I know Ted enjoyed your mouth too since I know how good you
are."  And they all laughed.

"Thank you dear, you're so understanding," she mockingly responded to her husband.  "But I hope
the fun's not over yet," she laughed back.

Dot and Ted looked at each other at Angie's comment.  Ted spoke softly to Dot, "I want to watch
you make her cum." 

Dot kissed his mouth, then replied, "I want you fucking her while I make her cum, baby."

Angie  barely heard.  She knew they were talking about her.  She placed one leg over her husband's knees under the table.  John promptly ran his fingers up to her wet panties.  She was breathing hard from dancing, but he knew his wife and that in this condition she was going to be horny all night.  He was anticipating an encounter with her and his friends.  While she was in this heightened state of arousal  he planned to give her encouragement.   He was also having visions of  Dot, Angie, and Goody together while  Angie's groping hands fondled  his hard on.

As they came in the door, Goody and Rod shouted and waved to the four already at their favorite
table in the corner.  Angie watched and waved as they approached the table.  She remembered her
dream of Rod.  She then focused her attention on Goody.  "God, she's gorgeous,"  thought Angie. 
Angie watched as Goody gave John, Ted and Dot the same full-mouth kisses.  Young Rod kissed Dot
good-heartedly and fun-like but was hesitant when it was Angie's turn.  John knew Rod was shy and
gave Angie Lee a gentle push toward Rod.  Angie wanted him to like her so she drew close and
pressed herself to him.  He was taller so she had to stand on tip-toes, threw one arm around his
neck and the other around his waist to kiss him on the lips.  She could also feel the bulge in his
pants.  They were all laughing at Rod's discomfort. When Goody was within reach Angie wrapped
her arms around her small waist and hugged her tightly feeling her friend's breasts and hips
against her.  The image of Goody and Dot together crossed her mind.  Goody looked over
Angie's shoulder at Dot with a questioning smile.  Dot and Goody could read each other's minds. 
Dot pursed her lips and tilted her head toward Angie.  Goody understood.  

The next thing Angie knew, she was flicking her tongue back into Goody's mouth.  Goody, was caught  off guard, but she was so horny that she returned the kiss almost unconsciously.  Goody, looking at Dot again reached around and placed her hand on Angie's buttocks and playfully squeezed.  They both laughed uproariously.  

All the smiles around them understood that Angie had cum into the fold, so-to-speak.  Angie,
almost embarrassed and eyes down-cast, turned to her husband, then looked at Dot who was smiling
at her.  It then dawned on her how involved John had been  with these women.  Before she could
dwell on the subject Dot reached out to take Angie's hand in hers and squeezed enthusiastically.  "We're going to have fun to-night, baby!   Come, dance with me!"

The dance floor was crowded.  Angie was overwhelmed with pleasure as she danced with this
beautiful blond girl.  Their hips and legs touched repeatedly.  Angie felt their breasts pleasantly
rub into each other.  Dot pulled her tight at times and slipped her leg between Angie's thighs so that she could feel her mound rubbing on her Dot’s leg.  

The evening's merriment continued with wine, song and dance.  During the last slow dance with her
husband, Angie nibbled on John's ear and whispered, "Are you alright with this Johnny?  I mean
are we going to be ok with this?"

"Angie, I wanted to tell you more about Goody and......."

"Johnny," she put her fingers to his lips.  "I've wanted to confess to you too, but not now.  It was a 
boring fuck compared to what I've done with Dot today, anyway.  Let's enjoy and go with the flow. 
Do you want to Johnny?"

John agreed saying, "Sweetheart, I want you to enjoy yourself as much as you want.  I want to see
you and the girls together like I've seen them together."

"Ohhh, Johnny, was it good?  Did you make them cum with this?"  She rubbed her pelvis into him.

"Yes," he replied, "and they will do the same for you."

Angie rubbed her mons into her husband's hard on as they danced and whispered hoarsely into his
ear, "What about Ted and Rod.  Can I fuck them too, Johnny?"  She was close to an orgasm on the
dance floor.   "Ask them if they're ready to go, Johnny.  I want to fuck.  I'm so horny I could fuck a tree.."  John was thinking, "Boy, this is gonna be good!"

Just about that time, Dot appeared behind Angie and put her arms around both of them pressing
her pelvis tightly to Angie's behind.  Angie pressed back and leaned her head backwards towards
Dot's face.

"Let's go, Dot, I'm ready."

"I'll bet you are, sweetheart," Dot replied then kissed Angie's mouth, tongue probing. They
finished their drinks and all headed out into the street.   
John's Corvair allowed a tight fit for three passengers in the rear and bucket seats in front. 

"Ted, you and Goody cum in the back with me," Dot said laughingly to them.  "Angie can sit on Rod's  lap up in front."

Goody replied, "I'll cum with you in the back darling, but Angie on Rod's lap should be fun to
watch."   Then making sure Angie was listening said, "You know how easy he gets hard.  He's always hard when we dance."

"He's always hard when I dance with him,"  Dot added, laughing.

Rod was getting hard listening to the girls talk about his hard on.  Angie was smiling at him to his
great embarrassment as she climbed into the front seat on his lap.

To be continued, Angie's Ride Home.......Chap 5