Letters to Penthouse XXXVI by Penthouse International

night, demanding that I fuck her again and again. Am I ever
     glad that I got up the nerve to tell Audrey about my special secret. It’s opened up a whole new world of pleasure for us.
    —Mr. C.P., Oregon

Birthday Boy’s Dream Comes True During Weekend Getaway With His Sly Wife
    Having a threesome with another woman has been a fantasy of Derek’s ever since I can remember, but unfortunately he wasn’t
     really into any of my girlfriends, and to be honest, I probably would have been too shy to follow through if he was. Secretly,
     though, I was trying to find a way to make his fantasy a reality, and as his thirtieth birthday approached, I figured this
     would be a really good time to make it happen.
    We had decided to celebrate his big birthday by going to a spa for some peaceful relaxation and to get away from the city
     for a few days. So we drove up-state for a long weekend, and the whole time in the car I was thinking about how I could make
     a threesome happen. My mind was reeling. The thought of another woman sucking my handsome husband was getting me really excited,
     but when Derek asked why I was suddenly flushed, I told him it was because I was thinking about all the naughty things I was
     hoping he’d do to me later.
    This got him revved up as well, and I could see the outline of his hardening cock through his Dockers. I slowly brushed my
     hand across his crotch and said that this was going to be one amazing birthday. He agreed and kissed me long and deep, and
     I felt the passion of it as my pussy tingled in anticipation of the pleasures to come.
    By the time we got to the spa, we were both about to explode with need. We stumbled into our room for a few hours of delicious
     lovemaking before even checking out the facilities. I sucked his cock until rivulets of his creamy come shot down my throat
     and then languorously licked his balls as he tongued my clit until I had no less than three orgasms.
    After a short rest we set out for the outdoor pool to begin our relaxation regimen. It was the very end of summer, but the
     sun was still strong enough to warm our bodies with its afternoon rays. Soon after Derek dove in for a swim, I noticed the
     woman in the lounge chair next to me checking him out.
    “You’re a very lucky woman,” she said, lowering her sunglasses.
    I said that I sure was and turned to face her directly. We started a conversation, and I found out that her name was Kelly
     and that she’d been at the spa for a couple of days as a treat from her coworkers, who thought she desperately needed some
     R&R. While we chatted, I took in her long tanned legs glistening with suntan oil, her flat stomach, and the smooth, browned
     skin of her pretty face framed by a mane of wild dark hair. She wore a tiny yellow string bikini that barely covered her high,
     firm breasts and came to a tight V between her legs. Her exotic look would make a nice contrast to my fair features and light
     blonde hair, I thought, realizing that by this point Derek’s fantasy had become my sexual fantasy, too.
    Our conversation became more flirtatious as Kelly kept glancing at my husband’s lean, appealing form gliding through the water.
     Watching her steal peeks at Derek made me even more excited at the thought of the three of us naked together. I couldn’t help
     but stare at her pointed nipples as they poked through the tight fabric of her tiny top, and I saw her noting my well-toned
     body in its small baby-blue bikini, too. I knew that I’d found the right woman for us.
    Derek sprang out of the pool and walked toward us, with his broad chest and slim waist dripping water all the way down his
     legs. He planted a kiss on my lips, and I introduced him to Kelly. When I explained that she was alone, I saw his eyes travel
     along her sleek body. I was pleased with the smile that spread across his face when his eyes rested on her breasts. She smiled
     widely, too, staring at the bulge in his fitted swimming trunks.
    Derek