A few months ago my wife, Deb, discovered a sexy magazine in my briefcase. I thought she might be annoyed, but no she found it interesting and we now read each issue together, usually in bed. We particularly like the letters page, finding it quite a "turn on" and an excellent plude to lovemaking.

Deb was fascinated by the number of husbands who seem to accept that their wives are screwing other men. She asked me what I thought of it one evening when we were in bed and I had to reply that I saw nothing wrong provided that everyone enjoyed the experience. It's the sort of situation where you don't know how you would react until you were actually faced with it. I told Deb that while the thought of her screwing someone else was quite sexy, other emotions such as jealousy came into it and it was difficult to say what the net effect would be.

When I asked if she would like to sleep with another man she replied that of course she would, it was only natural. This took me aback at first, but I then saw her reasoning; if it's only for a bit of fun it's no different from having a hot dinner. (At this point the conversation had got us both quite randy and we had a wonderful fuck).

A few weeks later we decided to move closer to my work as Deb had also found a job nearby and it would save on travel costs. We settled on a roomy fIat in a large, renovated old house owned by a man of West Indian origin. The fIat was still being decorated and we became quite friendly with him as he had a great sense of humour. Like most men, it was obvious that he found my wife very attractive and was looking forward to sharing his house with us. In all there are seven fIats, (ours is next to his on the ground floor).

About a week before we were about to move Deb, (who I should have mentioned is 29 I am 38), was lying in bed reading one of the letters when she, quite out of the blue, asked me if it was true that West Indians have bigger cocks than most other men. I said I really didn't know, but had heard the rumour. Deb said that she thought there might be something in it looking at the bulge in John's jeans that day. I said I really didn't notice things like that, and seeing the impish little grin on her face, dived onto the bed and started tickling her, laughingly saying that she shouldn't be such a sexy little something. In between her sobs of laughter, Deb replied that she might share a hot dinner with John and find out. This shook me somewhat as if a thousand butterflies had been released in my stomach. She saw the change in me and lay there grinning beneath me. As I pushed my penis into her I couldn't help saying that one try wouldn't do any harm.

I came almost at once, apologising to Deb who hadn't come. "Never mind, Paul, I've got to re-measure for curtains tomorrow", she replied, enigmatically.

Next day Deb rang me at about 2.30 p.m. saying she was going around to the fIat. The rest of the day I just couldn't think of anything but John and Deb. My hands seemed to shake at the thought. I arrived home at six expecting to find my wife, but no Deb. By 11 p.m. I was getting concerned when the phone rang. It was Deb saying she was having a great time and would it be okay if she stayed the night? For the first time I felt a bit jealous, but the randyness of the situation overcame this and I agreed. "Oh, thanks," said Deb, "John's being ever so kind and he knows all about our hot dinners."

I couldn't hear the next bit as Deb spoke to John, but a few moments later Deb said "I'll have to go, he's there again, see you tomorrow Paul."

When I came home next evening I received a blow by blow account of what had happened as we lay in bed. Deb had several love bites on her neck, thighs and breasts. My wife hadn't bathed since she had slept with John so that I could see the product of his sense of humour. On her thighs he had written in ballpoint: "John's been here. Deb says the rumour is true," with an arrow pointing to her cunt. I also noticed that her pubic hairs were matted in dried sperm - hard little lumps stuck to her curls.

John had let Deb into the fIat and she had measured up the bedroom windows. John had then asked if she had tried the new bed we had had delivered. She lay next to him on the bed agreeing on how comfortable it was. In his usual extrovert way, he had then told my wife that she could now tell her girlfriends that she had been to bed with him. Deb replied by asking if she could unzip John's jeans to prove a theory. In moments a soft black penis lay on John's thigh: about eight inches in length Deb reckoned. She told me that she had never seen anything as beautiful as John's strong, athletic body as he stripped naked with her bending over him she kissed his enormous cock to erection, helping to push back his foreskin over the shiny globe of hard flesh.

Soon the now twelve inches of penis were knocking at the doors to her cunt, as Deb opened her legs wide to allow John to push into her, stretching her in delicious pleasure. A few thrusts of this mammoth organ, vigorously pulling out and then pushing in had my wife in orgasm. John pulled out when he first came as they had no rubbers with them, pouring a flood of sperm over Deb's curly triangle and thighs as she wanked him to complete satisfaction.

She rang me later and made love five times during the night. In the mornirg Deb brought him to erection in her mouth and delighted in his ejaculation as his cum spurted into her throat. They made love again about an hour later, this time getting so carried away that John orgasmed inside Deb. She told me that she was amazed at his stamina and ability to have multiple orgasms.

Since we have moved into the new fIat John and Deb can screw whenever they feel like it. He often just knocks on the door and enters as he has a key. Once Deb and I were actually pparing to make love and, lo and behold, in comes John. On that occasion Deb was more than willing to let him enter, doggy style giving me an excellent view of his massive cock squeezing in and out of Deb's swollen cunt. She actually gripped my leg as she orgasmed, moaning into the pillow how fantastic John was. John's orgasm was violent as he spewed his semen into my wife, falling on top of her and thrusting spasmodically in a jerking motion.

The threesome we have works well. Deb certainly has no complaints.