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This is the third story about Jamie. If you're not into cuckolding, particularly cuckqueaning, then this isn't the story for you. It also features voyeurism, infidelity, lesbian acts, and minor humiliation. If these elements don't appeal to you, please find a different story.

A massive thank you to my muses, Pamela and Kevin, who will always be my inspiration and primary audience. I hope you enjoy this story.

Coffee with a Friend

Over the past few months, Jeff and I had less time for our secret sexual activities due to busy schedules.

When Monica called out of the blue, saying she needed to talk, I hesitated but ultimately agreed, although I was secretly hoping to cancel. I'm glad I didn't because I hadn't seen her in a while.

We'd been friends for years, with our husbands being just as close. We used to live in the same neighborhood and remained close friends.

We decided to meet at a local coffee shop for brunch. Fortunately, it was warm enough to sit outside, which we did.

After exchanging hellos and hugs, we sat down. As always, Monica skipped small talk and went straight to the point: "Sam and I are divorcing."

This caught me off guard, but I realized we hadn't hung out in a while due to our alternative activities.

"Oh, no! That's terrible. I'm so sorry to hear that," I responded, omitting the question "What happened?" but hoping she'd tell me.

"I've been cheating on him with both Kevin and Pamela," Monica said, glancing around before continuing, "Would you like more details?"

I was taken aback, knowing Monica socially but minimally and discovering her involvement in similar activities.

She described how it started and apologized for sharing too much, but I reassured her that she hadn't disclosed anything unwarranted. We continued chatting about daily life, but my mind kept returning to the possibility of inviting her in.

To invite or not to invite.

I got home before Jeff, so I hastened to clean myself up and relax. I was still aroused as I heard Jeff's car door shut.

I dressed quickly and met him in the living room: "How was Monica?" Jeff asked.

"Well, about that..." I replied hesitantly. "She's divorcing Sam...because she's been cheating with both Kevin and Pamela."

Jeff gave me a knowing look and responded, "We agreed early on that your 'free pass' didn't include friends or old flames. But you wanted to change that, didn't you?"

My thoughts raced with ideas of Monica and Jeff together in our home or at a hotel. However, I returned to the present and the heated chemistry in our bed.

'Breaking a rule could lead to trouble, but...'

I asked Jeff, "Do you find Monica attractive?"

Jeff diplomatically replied, "Yes, she's part of our clique of close friends." He smiled mysteriously, apparently understanding where my mind was wandering.

As we settled down to watch TV, I hinted, "So, what do you think about Monica being involved in the same lifestyle?"

Jeff laughed. "You mean cheating? Well, she's...very attractive."

I couldn't resist the temptation, so I asked, "If I told you more details..."

Jeff raised an eyebrow and tried to guess my intentions, but I escaped his inquiry by using the bathroom.

Instead, I used the opportunity to pleasure myself, fantasizing about Monica and Jeff together. My orgasm was quick, and the rush of arousal intensified my thoughts.

Upon returning to the living room, Jeff was on the phone. At first, I wondered if I'd upset him, but he revealed, "I called Sam." He added with an active imagination, "Would you like to know what he said about Monica?"

I anticipated the inevitable revelation: "Monica has been cheating on him." I cheekily asked, "And what does he think of you?"

Jeff smirked, revealing that he'd also been assessing Monica's suitability, before addressing my question: "He's...upset."

'Enter a new chapter in the story of Jamie, Monica, and their shared adventure.'

I hesitated before responding with, "You won't believe it, but Monica is actually a Cake." Jeff's eyes widened. "Remember Kevin and Pamela?"

Jeff nodded, recalling them. "She's been sleeping with them for a while," he informed me. "It's like what we've been doing, but she sometimes gets a little aggressive with Pamela."

"In what way?"

"She'd tell Pamela how great Kevin feels inside her and how she'll never stop fucking him, and that Pamela isn't good enough for him."

Jeff shook his head. "I don't know if that's our thing, but I guess some people really enjoy that."

I nodded, contemplating the idea. 'I wonder if that's exciting to experience? Can I handle it? But maybe I could participate with Chloe? Maybe that part.'

Jeff smirked. "Seems like your mind is working overtime. Just remember, she knows a lot of people we know."

"I'm aware, I'm aware. This could blow up on us if it gets out that we're kinky sex demons."

Jeff chuckled. "We should think about it thoroughly before we talk to her about it."

Eventually, Jeff and I decided to explore the possibility of including Monica in our relationship if she's interested. Knowing her divorce was almost finalized as neither her nor Sam contested it, I waited a while before inviting her for a drink. I wanted to ask her more questions about her lifestyle and gauge her interest in what Jeff and I had been doing.

When she arrived, we embraced and kissed each other on the cheek. I lingered, looking into her eyes. She asked, "So drinks? Not coffee, why?"

I replied, "I have something to confess that will probably surprise you, but after our conversation before, I think you can handle it."

Monica gave me a curious look. 'Oh really? Do continue.'

I proceeded to tell her about the past year - how I granted Jeff a free pass, how the woman helped me discover aspects of myself, and lately what Jeff and I had been doing.

Monica smiled and asked, "So, wait a minute. The woman who prefers not to show cleavage enjoys watching and listening to her husband sleep with other women?"

I blushed and gazed at my drink. "Yes, it's incredibly exciting to me."

A brief pause emerged in our conversation. I thought, 'She thinks I'm lying or is not attracted to Jeff at all. I was a fool. I'm so stupid.'

Monica eventually said, "I have a question: have you gotten good at cunnilingus?"

I was taken aback by her bluntness. "I've only done it a handful of times, mainly just listening in."

Monica smiled. "But you're not against it, are you?"

"No, I'm not. I've just not done it much."

"I have a question," she said after a drink. "Did you become good at eating P*ssy?"

I became nervous, unsure of her reaction and responded, "Yes."

"One more question: do you find Jeff handsome, in a way that would make me climax hard?"

We exchanged a smile; she was definitely interested. I described more about Jeff, highlighting his impressive physical attributes and shared some of our experiences.

Soon we were driving in Monica's car; her hand brushing against my thigh as we decided to take action. Monica asked, "Are you serious, you want me to come over... you know?"

I confessed that I did and would be willing to observe or just listen, but I wanted to be there.

"It's always the ones you never suspect," Monica stated as she drove from the parking lot.

A threesome of sorts. That Friday night, Monica arrived, wearing a light purple maxi dress and sandals. She showed up exuding confidence and certainty of her identity and reason for being there.

Both dressed in jeans - me in a pink short-sleeved blouse, and Jeff in a black tee shirt.

After exchanging pleasantries and some drinks to break the ice, I turned on the radio. Later, Jeff started dancing sluggishly with Monica. His sturdy body next to her slender, toned body. Monica was taller than me and at least five years younger. The sight of them dancing sent a thrill down my spine.

While they were together, their hands started to wander. Monica grinned as she felt Jeff's bulge. He cupped her curvaceous bottom, and said to my husband in front of me, "You're not kidding about his package, are you, Jamie?"

Next, Jeff suggested they move to the bedroom, not necessarily including me. Monica agreed, and as they walked away, she turned back and asked, "Affirmative, Jamie?"

Of course, I'd have loved to join them, but there was something that made me wait for an invitation. "Affirmative," I replied, following them to the master bedroom.

Walking through the door, everything felt different. It was the first time they were making love in our bed, not a hotel room. This was hot and filthy, and I hoped they enjoyed each other for my pleasure.

Monica pointed to the high-backed chair in the corner. "How about you sit here and watch? You enjoy this, right?"

"Of course I do, Monica," I replied, obediently sitting in the chair. "I love watching."

After a passionate kiss, they embraced. Monica looked at me and asked, "Any of your fantasies we can fulfill, Jamie?"

This question took me aback, as no one had ever asked me that before. In my mind, all I wanted was to watch her have sex with my husband. I said hesitantly, "Just make sure you two enjoy yourselves."

"Don't worry, Jamie, we will," Jeff replied for her.

They continued their kissing, groping, and undressing. I also took my clothes off. My nipples were hard, and my pussy was soaking wet.

Jeff lay down on the bed, his feet towards me. Monica got on top of him, facing me and stroking his cock. Her eyes met mine, and lust flooded them, as if she was saying, "I promise to make your husband very happy."

The thought of her and my husband had me rubbing myself in front of them. Feeling turned on and amazed by her blowjob skills, I couldn't resist.

They started having sex in missionary position, and my view from the foot of the bed wasn't fantastic, but it was about to change.

Minutes into the action, they switched positions. Now, Monica was on top, her gorgeous ass bouncing on my husband's cock. "Oh, Jeff, I had no idea," she moaned. Jeff moaned back, "We're still learning, baby."

I could hardly stand it. From her pleased cries, I could tell he was still relatively new to this. I sat up, my eyes focused on the new scene: Monica's fit body bouncing on Jeff as they rocked the bed.

My hand moved up and down my dripping pussy as I watched. My left nipple was being pinched and pulled. The three of us, moaning and groaning, lost in our lustful actions.

Then Monica said, "Wait, Jeff, I want to see you with Jamie. Reverse cowgirl." I gasped in shock. "What did she say? Is she going to let me watch you two, together?!" Jeff moaned, "Oh wow, we've never done that before."

Monica smirked, "I like to watch others get off as I take what's mine."

I couldn't believe it. She was going to watch me while she fucked my husband. My mind raced with the thought: "She's calling me a pussy. Like Chloe did. Oh my God, she's going to watch me climax in front of them."

Incredibly aroused, I watched as Monica took control of Jeff, her body sliding up and down on his cock. "Ride your husband like you love it, Wifey," she warned, "Watch me burn my pussy against his cock."

I watched her ride him, her breasts bounced with each thrust. Monica, Jeff, and I, all moaning in unison.

Finally, Jeff became erratic. "Cumming baby... Monica is on the way..." Monica said, "Slow down, Jeff, I want to watch Jamie cum!" When Jeff's thrusts became less controlled, Monica climbed off.

I could hardly handle it. I saw her pointed at me and said, "It’s your turn, Jamie. Enjoy every second of it... Show me what you came for."

Despite the pleasure that flooded me, there was tension building from the tease. "Monica, can I touch myself while you two fuck?"

Monica shook her head no. "You must watch, and enjoy," she ordered.

My focus was on Monica as she took control again. "That's it, Jamie. Watch as Jeff's cock stretches and slams into me!"

I watched, eyes fixed and hands roaming. Monica's heavy breaths encouraged me, and soon I started to come. "Inside me... They're both inside me!" I yelled.

It was over quickly, but I was on the edge. "Jeff, you weren’t just in her...you were in me, through her..." she screamed. Jeff groaned and finished.

Monica fell down beside me, and I put my head on her shoulder. "Fuck me, Monica, that was intense..." I whispered.

She replied, "We owe it all to your cunt."

I wildly attacked her words, comprehending their essence and realizing that Jeff had a ball of pleasure with her. "She's a fine Wifey to have."

Followingly, Jeff announced his own pleasure eruption as I witnessed Monica strumming her clit while holding my gaze. Conversationless but full of understanding.

Soon, I lay peacefully on our carpet like a puzzle piece as Monica descended off the bed. "Jeff, I'm sure you'll relish this segment." Then she ambled over me and cautiously dropped her wet crotch on my face. "Jamie here will wipe us tidy, and then we can carry on."

Monica's vagina was delectable. She was deluged with sentiment and her clit peeked out from the covers as I fingered her vagina like Chole had suggested, "Do whatever you wish when Jeff is feasting on you."

Then I tasted Jeff's splooge in her. I grinned internally. "Oh my goodness, oh my goodness. I adore this," I murmured to myself. I even heard Monica moan out, and then she grinded her hips on my face.

I moaned as well, Monica did too, and we rocked in sync. I intuited Jeff's voyeuristic taste as later, he confessed liking seeing me under Monica nastying my own area while licking Monica's pussy. I had no clue I had sexed myself to climax as I tongued Monica's pussy cleanse and fed into her climax on me.

Three became one.

When we dawdled, Monica aided me up and then encircled her arms around my waist. Then she directed us towards the bed and Jeff.

"Clearly, I thought some loved watching two women together," She expressed. "Not a lesbian but two women together, that's hot. Indeed," I thought. "Who wouldn't enjoy the female body in such a spectacle.

"Truly?" Jeff smiled back while meeting eyes with me, my mind racing with affectionate words.

Monica grinned and signaled for me to climb on the bed. "My head at the foot," She instructed while directing. "Jeff, this will be delightful for the three of us."

I hopped onto the bed and adjusted my position according to her directions.

As I gazed up, I locked eyes with Monica and Jeff. "I love you Honey," I impulsively craved to express but before I could utter it, Monica stage-whispered.

"Jamie, splay your legs."

I did as she ordered, admiring her soft vagina directly in front of me. I moistened my lips, relishing her irresistible scent so close. My heart thumped rapidly as the combination clicked in me.

A moment later, Jeff softly stepped up and I was in awe of his sculpted member pushing into her cunt and then slowly retracting, then thrusting back in, over and over.

My lust was at lightspeed, I wept out in arousal. I raised up and lengthened my tongue. Jeff and Monica both wilded out in climax, in unison, as Jeff effectively fucked Monica while I licked both of them. My pelvis gyrated wildly, attempting to remove my hands to rub my needy sexual organ, but Monica prevented this.

Jeff's sack collided with my forehead as he fucked her. I eagerly stuck out my tongue, licking both of them at once. This lubricated Monica's climax, her body convulsing repeatedly.

Jeff took his time to reach ecstasy a second time, with Monica taking control. When he finally did, I experienced her tongue in my sex, my body was convulsing with excitement.

Afterward, we all spread out on the bed until Monica bade Jeff to bathe. She pulled me around and hugged me. "Did you appreciate it?"

"Oh yes, very much so."

"Splendid. Your husband is quite the stud."

I smiled sheepishly because of her remark. "There is no need to feel uncomfortable about this or us. No one must know. After all, I got tired of lying to Sam, not anymore. And I want us to remain friends." I reciprocated with a hug.

She chuckled, "So, you like having benefits?"

I nodded as she tenderly ran a finger through my hair. "If you both agree, I'm available."

My cheeks reddened from her flirtatious remarks. We casually embraced until Jeff returned. "Can you remain overnight?"

"Hmm, well, I sleep au naturel. Any problem?" Monica teased.

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