"Share and Share a Wife" Every other Wednesday my friend Dave from across the street and a few other guys play poker at his house while his wife visits her mother. We get a couple cases of beer and light up cigars and do everything you would expect from a poker game with a bunch of married guys. After a few brews the talk gets pretty loose. Mostly we talk about the number one subject with all of us: sex and how to get more of it. There's a beautiful blond babe who just moved in down the block. Everyone's seen her at one time or another, and she's a hot topic of conversation. Sometimes she's out in the front of her house washing her car in a pair of sexy shorts, the water splashing her tight T-shirt. Sometimes she sits out and sunbathes wearing only a teensy bikini. Of course, none of us are going to get within talking distance of this babe, she's got some heavy-metal boyfriend with a gun in his truck or something, whatever those longhairs carry. We talk about getting it from our wives, and its funny how each of us has the same story to tell. They do it the same way, at the same time, in the same positions, and then only sometimes, when they feel like it. You know the problem. But there'd be hell to pay if any of us ever got caught with a babe on the side, and divorces are too expensive. One time the game broke up at the usual time, but since my own wife was out of town, I stayed at Dave's for a while and shot the breeze. Now, Dave and I could pass as twin brothers. We are exactly the same height and weight. We even have the same shoe size. Anyone would have to take a second look to tell us apart. Even my wife has mistaken Dave for me on a few occasions. Well, we were drinking brews and were on the far side of sober. We got to talking about fucking each others wives - just drunken stuff. But it wasn't a joke. We were serious. It was around three o'clock in the morning, and both our wives were expected home around five. When they got in this late, they usually just fell into bed right away, without even bothering to unpack their bags. Dave suggested, kind of lightheartedly, that I slip into his bed and pretend I was him when his wife came home - just as a joke. I said maybe I'd wait to let her in on it until I'd fucked her. He took it seriously and said he wouldn't mind one bit - that is, as long as I wouldn't mind if he could go to my house and do the same thing to my wife. Dave's wife and my wife aren't at all alike. Neither one of them is fat though. My wife has dark hair, and big tits. She's got a big, plush ass and a tiny waist. In contrast, Dave's wife is blond and has little tits and a little ass. I started to think how far my cock could travel into her little body. With my own wife I sometimes have the feeling I'm lost. And my cock is as big as anybody's. Dave felt the opposite. He told me he'd been checking out my wife for a long time, wondering what it would be like to fuck a woman with such a fine ass and big tits. We couldn't resist carrying out the plan. We were drunk enough to do a million stupider things. Sure enough, we split up. I stayed at Dave's, and he went over to my house. I gave him the key and was clearheaded enough to remind him that I slept on the left side of the bed. I didn't want him to start off with a suspicious spouse on his hands. He told me that he slept on the left side, too. I waited around in the kitchen until I heard the sound of Dave's wife's car pulling into the driveway. Then I hot footed it into the bed, stripped off all my clothes and crawled beneath the covers. I heard the front door open, and I heard her cursing the mess in the living room. Before I knew it, the door to the bedroom opened, and the light switched on. Luckily, my head was hidden under the pillow. "Why the hell didn't you clean up the mess in there Dave?" she asked. I didn't make a move, but I did make a little snoring sound, pretending to be asleep. She sighed and turned off the light. In the darkness I could hear her taking off her clothes, and quick as a wink I had a raging hard-on. Liquor never has any influence on my cock. It only screws up my head. I held my breath as she crawled into bed. I felt her naked shoulder against my arm. We lay there motionless for a few minutes. Finally her breathing became regular and relaxed - my cue. I reached my arm over her shoulder and took one of her pert little tits in my hand. She mumbled something but didn't move out of th e way. Her nipple became hard even though she was supposedly asleep. I leaned over and put it in my mouth. "Dave," she said sleepily. "Honey..." I had her completely fooled. There was no way she didn't think I was her husband. Except that I think I've got a longer cock than Dave has, because when I rubbed it against her stomach, she kind of sprang to life. She must have thought she was dreaming or that her dreams had finally some true, because she made sure my cock was in her cunt without me having anything to do with it. "Dave," she moaned sleepily. I didn't dare make a sound, but I made pretty sure that no words were necessary. "It feels so good," she whispered softly as she squirmed with pleasure. Damn, she was tight! But I managed to get all the way inside her, and I enjoyed the feeling of her tight pussy around my hard cock. I fucked her good and slow and even had the nerve to french kiss her. At any moment I though she would catch on to the deception. I didn't know what would tip her off, having no idea what Dave liked to do in bed. All the while I imagined Dave fucking my wife in bed at home. Had he made out all right? I wondered. I also wondered if my wife would miss those extra inches. I prayed that Dave could make up for it with technique. I got every bit of possible pleasure out of fucking his wife. When at last I came, that was all it took, and she came too. Then she fell asleep, and I snuck out of there. I met dave on the way back to the house. Things had gone great for him too. No one was any the wiser. It had turned out to be one lucky wife-swap. In fact my wife actually seems to be a little more interested in sex these days. Maybe when were drunk enough, well try it again. There's always next weeks poker game.