Chapter 1

Dwayne knew he had five days vacation time to use up by the end of the year or he would lose them. It'd been too many years since he took one, and since the past few months had been hectic he decided to take some time off. It was the weekend before Thanksgiving, and after a long day on the road, Dwayne pulled up to Deana's house. You see they were once lovers, at a time when a future together was not in the cards. However, over the years they'd become friends once more, and he became involved in one hell of a threesome. In his mind, the best way to spend that holiday was in bed with his two best friends, Deana and John.

Deana stepped into the shower to prepare for one of the hottest holidays in her life, a threesome with her husband John, and her past lover, Dwayne. However, it did not calm her down one iota, so she got out, dried off. She decided to dress casually, apply some alluring make-up, and put perfume in all the right places. She then walked into the living room to sit in her favorite chair and wait for his arrival.

She tried to stay calm, cool, and collected. However, as she remembered how hot Dwayne was in bed, her drenched pussy and hard nipples told her there was no way she'd relax. She wasn't worried about her husband John either, because he loved to see another man nail her.

As for John, he sat on the sofa watching his wife. Since they'd already met Dwayne for a threesome, all she could do was talk about what they'd do when they met again. His cock began to swell as he pondered what he'd watch her do first. Would she strip and seduce him right there in the living room, or would she lead him, or both of them, to the bedroom for a hot night of fucking, sucking, and playing? A knocking at the door interrupted his thoughts.

Deana opened the door, standing there dressed in pants, and a tight t-shirt that barely contained her large breasts. Her nipples were sticking out like bullets and all Dwayne could think about was 'damn girl you look hot!'

Dwayne pulled her into his arms. "Hello you green-eyed sexy angel, how's my baby?"

After a long passionate kiss, she replied, "Just fine. How was your trip?"

"It was too damn long and boring as hell."

He walked over to John, shook his hand and said, "Hello man, ready for some more fun?"

John smirked, "I've been ready all day!"

After closing the door, Dwayne walked over, sat in the recliner, and Deana joined him sitting on his lap. She began kissing him and sucking on his tongue. Her hot action and warmth of her pussy gave him a hard-on. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw John run his finger down his tented pants.

The air was so thick with the scent of sex; one could cut it with a knife. Before he could say a word, she spoke up.

"Okay boys, enough greetings, how's about we go to the bedroom and get more comfortable. I'm ready for my holiday stuffing."

Dwayne damn near passed out. Man oh man, this woman needed to be ridden hard and put away wet.

She led them both to the bedroom and once there told them to sit on the bed while she went into the bathroom to freshen up.

When she came out she was naked, gave them each a seductive grin and purred, "Ok guys, let's get those cloths off!"

While they stripped, she wandered over, climbed onto the bed, and spread her legs wide. Her red-haired pussy was glistening with wetness, swollen with arousal.