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In the mid 1970's I separated from my wife. The wives of virtually all my friends didn't want me around their husbands for fear I was a bad example. An exception to that was a couple called Ted and Annie. They were very supportive after my separation and invited me over to their house almost every night for dinner or just to hang out. I would go there 3-4 times a week.

It was great to be able to relax with them and share our mutual troubles and life experiences while smoking some of Ted's killer weed. I would always bring the wine and beer as my contribution. Many nights we would sit in the dark and listen to the wife stories creampie comedy of Dr. Dementia on the radio as background to our often raunchy conversations.

It would always start with the three of us sitting on their sofa sharing a bong. Invariably, I would drop down and sit on the carpet right between their feet so it was easier to pass the bong around. This one particular night Annie looked at Ted and said, "I'm sorry I missed this morning but I'll make it up to you." I worriedly asked, "Everything okay?" Annie looked at Ted and then told me Ted liked a wife stories creampie before he left for work in the morning, but circumstances prevented it this morning.

As she spoke Ted seemed uncomfortable with his wife's candidness, but then Annie and I could both see the obvious outline of his dick as it started to grow in his pants. I laughed and told her make believe I wasn't there if she wanted to take care of wife stories creampie now. She grabbed his cock through his pants and told him, "You always fantasize my sucking and fucking you in front of an audience, and I can't think of a better friend to share the wife stories creampie with!"

Without waiting for a response, she quickly unzipped his pants and pulled his now hard cock out. As she stroked and licked his shaft, she asked me fill the bowl and pass him the bong. I got up, filled the bowl as ordered, and then proceeded to lean over top of her bobbing head to give it to him. As I did, she surprised the shit out of me by reaching up and grabbing my own hard cock without skipping a beat on her husband. I looked at Ted and he had a big ass grin on his face as he watched his wife grope his friend's crotch. I swear he got even harder thinking about the wife stories creampie!