Unexpected Threesome

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How lucky am I? That was the thought going through my head while stroking the particularly smooth and fit thighs of a long time friend while kissing my wife. Not one and the same person I would like to emphasize. I often say that my wife is not only the person I love more than anybody else but also my best friend. A key I believe to our great relationship for the past ten years. A relationship that has survived for so long because of a true commitment and real trust.  Many weeks away on business from my side with plenty of opportunity to play around and many weeks and months of trust from my wife. Trust I never once violated. Though if you would ask any of her friends they would not believe it. Not that I was blind, far from it, I just made a decision one day. The day I asked her to marry me.   But a man can fantasize after all. No harm in that. She made it clear that an open relationship was not something I should entertain thoughts of. Fair enough. Though she has never been naïve enough to presume I was not excited or attracted by other women and girls. Sometimes these things would pop in our sex life as small jokes. In the heat of the moment she would joke about one of her friends or our friends, just to see what my response would be. She would point out pretty girls while walking down the street and then ask me in bed if I thought they were sexy. Yes, I would reply, of course. Sometimes she would ask what my fantasy was and I would truthfully reply it always involved her. I just don’t seem to have any outrageous fantasies. My fantasies always involve my wife. Just not only my wife.   Anyway, I told her one day that I would love her to be my sex slave for the day. She would have to do anything I told her to do. She laughed. Yes, I’m sure you would. Then came the day of my birthday and Side escort a gift card. The message stating that it was good for one day of complete sex slavery. To be used within one year, no monetary value attached to this offer. I also got something else, but I can’t seem to remember what that was. Funny how a man’s brain works isn’t it? Selective memory and all.   The card lay around for awhile as life got in the way, work got busy and there never seem to be the right mood or time. Finally after some months I brought up that the weekend might be a good day to cash in my card. Okay, she said. Good. I asked her in the morning to dress in a short top and a nice white miniskirt. No underwear required obviously. It was good fun. We had sex, I made her strip we watched some porn together. All excellent fun for both of us. I got to boss her around and she got to be the slave girl. We had a good day.   At night in bed while we were fooling around in bed I said that I wanted to fantasize about a threesome. Aware that a real one would never happen I figured we could talk about it, fantasize together about who we would do the threesome with and what we would do. She laughed a bit and asked who I would want to join us? I said that I was going to ask the same thing of her. Who of our friends or her friends would she not mind sharing a bed with? We played around a bit with neither of us wanting to play our cards to soon. Not surprisingly I was the one to cave in first. I would not mind inviting Laura over to join us for some fun. I thought you would say that she said. I like her too. We had known Laura for some ten years as well. She was maybe a few years younger than my wife, quite petite and very fit. She was totally my type before I fell for my wife. Who really wasn’t my manavgat escort bayan type at all when I met her. Funny that. Laura was slim and had as far I was concerned a perfect ass. Her ass was fit, curved and not too big. She smelled nice and she had figured in plenty scenarios in my head not suitable for the under 18s. My wife knew I found her attractive and it was no secret. We had great sex that night and great fun. That was the last I thought about it. It was just a really great day. Fast forward a few months ahead and I get an email from my wife that Laura and her long time boyfriend want to come over for dinner the following Saturday and if that is okay with me. I send an email back that it is fine with me. We meet up once every few months for drinks or dinner and have a good gossip. Nothing special about it. Earlier today we did the shopping and decided to keep it simple and make our own pizzas for dinner at night and bought some wine and beers. That way we didn’t have to slave in the kitchen but could spend time with our guests instead. Just after seven the doorbell rings and I get to open it. It is Laura, she is on her own. She says that her boy friend had to finish a report for work and wants a quiet night. She is not keen to sit in silence all night and decided to come over anyway. We hug and kiss and I let her in. As we all sit down to chat I ask if anybody wants something to drink. Everybody goes for the Barolo and I happily uncork the bottle and pour the drinks. For a short while the talk is the usual among friends. How is work, where did you go on holiday and who is splitting up or getting married or pregnant? We are all relaxed and the bottle does not last long. It’s why wine racks hold six bottles at least. In the kitchen I start to Escort alanya put things together to create a good pizza. While I am happily chopping away at the mushrooms my wife comes into the kitchen hugs me from behind. I love you, she whispers in my ear. I turn around and say I love her too. Giving a playful squeeze of her ass and then kiss her full on the mouth. Hey, we have a guest! She protests without much conviction. So, I say, we could always ask her to join in. Hey buddy, don’t push it, is the quick reply. We kiss again. Actually, she says and smiles, still having her arms around me. She is warm and sexy. Actually, she smiles again; I think I have a surprise for you. What, I say, another fantasy session tonight? No, not a fantasy session, she says, more serious now. If you really want it she will stay with us tonight and we can make that fantasy into something real. She looks a bit scared, unsure and nervous. It is why I know she is not making a joke to see how I will respond. She is serious now. I can see her wondering if she did something wrong. Me, I’m just shell shocked and not sure how my tongue works anymore. Only if you really want it, she says. Only if you really are okay with it, I reply. I don’t want to mess up what we have. I am sure Okay Okay Just one thing she tells me as we look each other in the eyes. You can’t come in her. You have to come inside of me. It is just for us. Everything else is fine you can kiss her, fuck her and she can give you a blow job but you have to come inside of me. Okay, I reply, it will be my pleasure. What do we do now? We just go back inside and you go up to her. I agreed with her that if it is a no we will never talk about this again and pretend it never happened. If it is a yes you sit down next to her and put your arm around her. This is new to her as well, so we are all nervous and a bit scared. Okay, I say again, okay. When I walk back into the living room Laura is sitting on the couch looking at the DVD collection on the shelf next to her. I walk over with her glass of wine hand it to her and sit down. She looks at me, smiles.

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