After an incredibly sexually charged romantic dinner with you and your hubby, we finally get back to your place... your bedroom. You have a small couch set to the side of your bed where the two of you can sit. Rather than a "casting couch," it's your "Director's Couch" and the two of you have a job to do. I stand behind my wife - let's call her Lisa - and rub my hands over her body. I massage her large breasts and rub her crotch through her skirt. I unbutton her blouse and undo her bra. Her breasts are exposed for you, large and white. We take a step forward so that her feet are between you and your husband's knees, she leans forward. I pick up your hand, Lisa picks up your husband's. "Just this once" I say as we bring your hands to her breasts. During dinner, we talked about the rules. We don't want a couple-swap or a foursome. We want you to watch us. We want you to tell us what to do, how to do each other. We want you to tease us by letting us get into a good rhythm, then abruptly stopping and switching positions. But just this once, we want you to feel Lisa's breasts. Rub your warm hands over them, pinch and twist her nipples. We want you to have the memory of that feeling to go with the show. Speaking of which... Lisa stands up, withdrawing her breasts from your hands. You give her nipple an appreciative tweak and your husband's hand falls to his crotch with a casual massage. I unzip her skirt and it falls to the ground, revealing that she has not been wearing panties since we met for dinner. "Before you start, show us." You say. I take a pillow off your bed and put it on the floor. Lisa lays down in front of you, close enough to lift her legs and hook one knee over yours and one over your husband's. She is spread-eagle between you. You can see that she is freshly-waxed. Her only window dressing is a tiny inverted triangle with the bottom point coming to just above the top cleft of her lips. Our homage to our favorite starlette, Jenna Haze. Her slit is perfectly smooth and closed. Her inner lips and clit won't be visible until she has cum. It's part of what I love about her pussy - the fact that she shows me exactly how turned on she is. I reach down with two fingers and spread her lips slightly. Not in a Penthouse, look-at-my-uterus way, but in a gentle have-a-peek-at-my-pink way. "Nice, but show us some more," your husband says. I can tell that he is getting into the Director role and my cock shifts satisfyingly in my pants. Lisa swings her legs off of yours and expertly up onto all fours for you. Her ass is plump - we're not entirely svelt people - but I think you would appreciate it, or at least what she can do with it. She rocks it back and forth, rolls it side to side. Your husband leans forward for a better look, appreciatively. I kneel to her side and rub her cheeks with my hands. I give her right cheek a pop, just enough to get a pink mark. I run my hand up and down her crack which makes her moan quietly and push back. I put my hands on either cheek and slowly spread them apart revealing her pretty little pucker. It's pink, and completely smooth thanks to her Brazilian specialist. And it's small, little more than a nickle of tightened muscle. As every time that I open her like this, my eyes are fixed on her. I don't see your reaction, but as I type this I imagine your eyes getting large and you take a deep breath. Your husband smiles slightly, enjoying the show. Lisa coyly lifts herself into a sitting position and puts her hand around my thigh, resting her head on my crotch as I stand next to her looking at you. "What's next" she asks, matter of factly, as if we were ordering another course at the restaurant. "You brought toys, didn't you" you say. Lisa retrieves her vibrator from her purse. "On the bed" your hubby says, and adjusts the lamp so you have a nice view. "She gets off first" he says, really getting into the Director role now. Lisa gets comfortable on your bed and begins her familiar routine. Wetting herself with saliva, massaging her clit with her fingers, then guiding the tip of her vibrator to it. When her pussy has moistened, she dips her toy in for additional lubrication. I gently caress the inside of her thighs to help her along. She turns her head to the side, opens her mouth, and extends her tongue to touch her upper lip. This is an invitation I have come to understand. In a moment, I am out of my clothes and am kneeling on the bed beside her head. My cock is about half-hard and it goes easily into her mouth. I notice that you shift in your seat and your hand goes to your crotch to relieve some of the pressure building there. "That's nice" you say, and you and hubby exchange a hot look. Lisa is getting close now, but I can tell she needs more. In a move we have practiced before, I bend down to take one of her nipples in my mouth. She loves to be sucked and I oblige her. I suck her hard, not so much biting as scraping my teeth up and down her rock hard nipple. The angle only allows her to keep her lips barely around my cockhead, but she uses her free hand to hold it, making sure she doesn't lose the sensation of me in her mouth. To finish her off, I reach my hand up under her ass and my middle finger finds her tight little opening. Just one finger, just the first knuckle, but in moments she is groaning around my cock, her groans turn to primitive grunts as she struggles to keep her vibrator on her clit and reach higher levels of pleasure. Finally, she moans, releases my cock from her mouth and pants uncontrollably. I look to you, then your husband, "Did that meet your satisfaction?" Once Lisa has come down from her high, your husband says "Okay, now suck his cock." She leans over and begins to blow me while I sit on the edge of your bed. "Look at me" he says, and Lisa turns her head to do so. It's not the best angle for a blowjob, but it's a nice site to see her looking at the two of you. "Play with his balls" you direct, and she does, massaging and squeezing them in the way she knows I like. Abruptly, your husband tells us to stop and stand up. "Come here," he directs Lisa and she stands to face him. "Bend over" and she does, putting her hands on his knees. "Now go," he tells me and I move to enter her. As I am thrusting into my wife, she rocks back and forth, using your husband as support against my pressure on her pussy and hips. As I increase my pace, she moves one hand to his shoulder to support herself. She looks into his eyes, then over into yours. It's the closest we'll get to that foursome, but man it is hot. "Now, go back to the bed," you say. "I wanna see some doggy style" (apologies for putting words in your mouth, but this is my best guess at what you would say). "How do you want us to do it?" I ask, "From the side, facing you?" "From the side, so we can see your cock going into her." Obediently, we get into position, Lisa facing the headboard of your bed, angled slightly toward you so you can view the penetration. Lisa builds to another orgasm. As she hits it, she grips my balls hard. It's painful, but I like it. However, it takes some concentration to keep thrusting into her in order for her orgasm to fully reach it's peak. As she relaxes, I pause in my thrusting. I look to you and Hubby, breathing deeply and excited by your show. "I'm getting close. How do you want us to finish?" So, how do you want it to end?