Our sex life had been fantastic, from the moment of our very first coupling! At least once a month, we would rent some porno's and spend nearly the entire night, watching the films and performing better than any of the participants in them. We often commented on the actor's bodies, about whether we found them attractive, or (like Ron Jeremy!) should never be seen naked! I had also bought a subscription to Playgirl, for Heather, and she often told me how much nicer my body is, then the guys in the amateur section, as well as some of the paid models.
On one particular night, we were watching a video, that featured a lot of 3-way action, between two beautiful young women, and one lucky guy. I had often talked with Heather about the possibility of inviting another woman into our bed, but she had always seemed a little cold to the idea. Heather would usually ask, "Aren't I enough woman for you? Do you really think you could handle another woman in our bed, too?" I would explain to her how it wasn't about the other woman pleasing me with sex, but Heather pleasing me, by seeing her with another woman. I thought this was a very good contention for a second woman in our bedroom. But, that was as far as it got. Heather had told me about a few minor lesbian experiences she had participated in, while she was in college. She was also in a sorority, while in school. The Delta-Delta-Delta's, made famous by Saturday Night Live. She affectionately referred to them as the "triple nipples", due to the Greek letter D appearing as a triangle, and that, times three, looks something like this, ^^^. (Sorry, delts, but that is as close as I could get!). And apparently, on several occasions, she and a few of her sisters, did a little experimenting! (Another set of stories.) So, up to this point, there would not be another woman invited to our bedroom.
A couple of weeks later, when we had decided to rent some more adult films, Heather asked me, "JJ, you know how you always choose the movies? How about tonight, I get to come pick a couple out?" This was a bit of a surprise to me! Heather had always asked me to pick out whatever I wanted to see. But tonight, she came along, to the adult video store, to pick out some videos. Well, I was even more shocked, when she took me into the gay section for the vids!
I wasn't completely appalled. I have been in the restaurant business for quite a few years, and have known, and even befriended, several gay waiters. Heather picked out one bi-male movie, and another that was a gay orgy. I then asked if we could also get at least one "straight" show, in case I couldn't take the all male stuff. "I have watched the shows you pick every week, for I don't know how long. So tonight, it is my turn to choose what we will watch!", was her rather coquettish reply.
When we arrived home, we took our usual shower together, as we always did on these nights. She did appear to pay special attention to my member. She assisted me, more than usual, in my bathing that night. She asked me to close my eyes while she soaped my stiffening shaft, and whispered, "Now, just open your mind. Pretend that someone else is stoking your nice cock, getting you nice and hard." She continued to slide her well lathered hand up and down my rigid shaft. She then said, "Now, just pretend that this hand belongs to Jason." I opened my eyes and looked at her. She knew that Jason was gay. He was a waiter, that I used to work with, who had moved here from New Orleans. He had been to our apartment, with other friends, for drinks and dinner before. But, I had never thought of Jason stroking my cock in the shower! "Heather, you know that is a little weird for me!" "I just wanted to plant the thought in your head, since we are going to be watching his kind of movies", was her reply. I then reached over, slid my finger between her smooth pussy lips, and bluntly replied, "But Jason doesn't have anything I want. And, nothing nearly as sweet as your tight pussy!"
We finished the shower, with no more talk of Jason. Heather put on one of her sexiest outfits. It was a skimpy little white camisole. I had bought it for her at Victoria's Secret. It sort of reminded me of the First Communion dresses, that my sisters had worn at Catholic School. I put on a tank top, that made my sensitive nipples available for her to pinch and bite. As well as a pair of the silk boxer shorts, that she had given me. Heather put the first tape in the VCR, in our bedroom. She was kind enough to start off with the one with the two bi-men, and a woman! At least, I figured, I would get to look at some pussy, while these guys did their thing. And, I could distract myself with Heather's luscious body. The movie really wasn't as bad as I had anticipated. The guys did perform oral on each other, but the young actress was so beautiful, I barely paid attention to the men.
Heather and I were doing our usual, cuddling, touching, feeling, and groping. All of the foreplay we usually did, during these movie sessions. The only real difference was that Heather would comment about how good one of the guys looked when he was sucking the other guys cock. I would mutter a reply like, "Yea, as good as a guy can look, when he has a cock in his mouth!" As the movie was coming to its ultimate "climax". Heather moved down on the bed, stoked my cock to it's full 7