I was dazed, blown away and left breathless. What was unfolding in front of me in took my brain a while to register and process. It overwhelmed me. It was like a perfect storm.

My name is Jack. I am 49 years old and work in the security industry. I have close cropped hair and sport a closely cropped beard that is starting to turn grey. I am reasonably fit although I have been told recently to stop smoking; drop 10 kilograms and eat better. So what’s new you might ask? If you want to know if I am handsome I can’t tell you this. But what I can tell you is I have not had difficulty with the opposite sex all my life. I am reasonably fit and if I find the time, I like to swim and hike our nearby mountains. I have known Anni for some 8 months or so and she often calls me by lots of endearments and one of her favourites is tiger.

It was something unusual. It was non-threatening but I felt an odd sort of anger and betrayal. But it was erotic too and I was aroused before I even noticed it. My brain was short circuited with conflicting emotions. It was a real life version of what I have often seen staged. But this was very real- even surreal and strange, confusing, erotic, arousing. It was a rollercoaster of emotions that made my heart race and my mouth dry. It was perfect storm of emotions.

How can this then be? Surely I should have seen this coming? I prided myself knowing all about her, her life, her loves, her work, her friends, her enemies, what she eats, drinks, her dreams, even her toilet habits!

But as I take in what I’m seeing, I decided women are a rare and wondrous species and Anni the epitome of free spirit.

Lying on her back, with her head over the edge of the bed and her soft black hair falling to the carpet in disarray, she lay, gasping for breath, her bare breasts heaving, and her soft cries of agony escaping her lips. At the centre of her cries lay a young-looking body whose weapon of choice was buried face deep in my pussycat’s pussy.

Now I am no prude and like visual sexual stimulation like the next guy. But if I find my girlfriend making out behind my back, it makes me un-holster the .32 Berretta, ram the barrel into the lover’s mouth and pull the trigger. But what if it was a gorgeous woman? My mind was caught in a storm and it immobilized me to the spot at the door of the hotel room.

I moved closer, closing the door behind me. I had arranged for Anni and I to meet at the hotel close to her work. It was a mid afternoon rendezvous we have been looking forward to that afternoon. The look on her face was familiar to me. I had seen it many times when we make love…and those sweet soft moans and expression of pleasure. Her knees were slightly raised, her feet flat on the bed. Her hands were gripping the bed sheets and this prevented her tumbling off the bed. God, she was in terrific shape.

Anni or pussycat as I like to call her was 41 years old. She has bright blue eyes that are set almost in an oriental way. While she sometimes gets self conscious about her weight, I find her to have a classical-shape body. She has a little belt around her stomach which I find very attractive. Pussycat has pretty firm small to medium sized breasts whose generous nipples are very responsive to my touch. She likes to dye her hair jet black and this looks good against her pale skin which she insists is olive.

Pussycat’s eyes were closed as she was being pleasured by her lover. Her lover’s face was sandwiched between pussycat’s thighs. All I could see was a head of long black hair attached to a slim, adolescent-looking body, one that one would associate with someone very young.

‘Damn how old is this girl’, I though incredulously.

She was taller than Anni and her lithe body ended with long shapely legs. She had a great ass too. As she busied herself eating Anni’s pussy, I noticed her bare young pussy. Then it struck me who she was. Pussycat met Cheri at a party thrown by mutual friends. Cheri was a friend of a friend. She was 19 and as young and innocent as they get, despite attempts at adulthood. Cheri was a self-confessed lesbian who was, according to Anni, attracted to her. But Anni maintained she ignored Cheri’s advances although she was aware of Cherry’s affection for her. I always had my suspicions about that.

‘What the hell is happening here?’ I wondered.

Now don’t get me wrong, this is every guy’s wildest wet dream. I wasn’t about to break up proceedings. I just couldn’t make sense of what I was seeing immediately. Yes I am a little slow on the uptake you might say. In fact, now I wanted to really feast my eyes on that sight for as long as I could. My cock was rock hard and aching in my jeans.

I moved to stand over Anni’s head and took in her expressions of passionate nirvana. I bent down and placed my lips on her lips. Pussycat opened her clear blue eyes that smoldered with affection. Of course she wasn’t surprised. How could she be? I was supposed to be there. The two of us planned this afternoon after all. Only now there was a third participant. Anni looked up and then broke into her devilishly innocent smile that was completely natural to her. She was 41 years old and still had that youthful affectionate, almost naughty smile that always seemed to melt my heart.

“Hi baby. What took you so long?” She said and reached for my closed-cropped hair and urged her tongue into my mouth. We kissed deep and long, our juices mingling freely. We were almost oblivious of Cheri’s presence. Anni broke our kiss and moaned softly. Cheri was doing something extra special to attract pussycat’s attention.

Anni stroked Cheri’s face.
“Tiger I would like you to meet Cheri. Cheri this is tiger”.

Cheri was a dazzling beauty with sharp features and dark eyes. Her full lips and face was wet with pussycat’s pussy juices. Damn she looked no older than a high school student.

“Hi there Cheri”, I said not knowing what is an appropriate thing to say really. I moved over and kissed Cheri and tasted Anni’s distinct flavour on her lips.

“Hi”, Cheri giggled.

‘God she was so young’, I thought thinking about jail time.

“Now listen here young lady”, I began in a mocking tone. “I will have to punish you for stealing my girl”.

“And you Madame”, I said looking at Anni. “I am especially going to be harsh on you for cheating on me”. I loosened my belt.

“Oooh but I thought you wanted to have a threesome baby.” Anni pouted.

She was right of course. I was busted. I have been wondering about such an encounter for as while now. While I wished it, I never really pushed for it. Anni was not one that you put in situations she doesn’t want to be in. She made up her own mind, and in her own time. I was hopeful of course.