There was a mix of nervousness and excitement in the air as Lance and Rebecca drove to pick up the kids from camp. They didn't speak much during the ride, but held hands tightly, often trading smiles back and forth. For the first time in a long time, they both felt sexually charged at the same time.
Rebecca chatted with the kids as they rode home, asking them about their day. Jax went on and on about a kickball game while Monee practiced her singing. Life was back to normal despite their adventure on the beach no more than an hour ago.
"Why don't you fix supper for the kids. I need to go downstairs and clean up a bit. It's a disaster," Lance said as he collected the vacuum and cleaning supplies.
"Downstairs? Why?" Rebecca asked as she bustled around the kitchen.
"Well, don't we need... umm... don't we need a place to go? That's not upstairs near the kids?"
Reality crept in for her as she was reminded that tonight wasn't any old get together. She would be having sex with another man. In front of her husband. Yes, it was a good idea to prep the basement. "You're right, honey. I'll take care of dinner."
The basement was large and spacious. The kids play area doubled as a home gym. Next to that was a sitting area with a wrap around couch and a small kitchenette. In the corner was a pool table that was barely ever used, currently serving as a laundry folding station.
Lance cleaned up the entire area. He made sure to take all the kids' toys and put them in the closet. He and Rebecca didn't need to see any visual reminders during what they were about to do with Ray. As Lance cleaned the space, he couldn't help but imagine that what they were going to do wasn't real. That it was all in fact just a dream.
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"Long time no see!" said Rebecca as she opened the door for Ray. He was wearing dark jeans and a v-cut black t-shirt. His chiseled arms and chest were barely contained by the shirt. The tight jeans gave way to an obvious bulge in his crotch area. He looked like a Calvin Klein model.
"Thanks for having me!" he said, handing Rebecca a bottle of Malbec. They half-hugged and air-kissed each other. He then followed Rebecca into the kitchen. She clutched the wine bottle as she walked. Unsure of what to wear for such an occasion, Rebecca settled on a black dress with a low cut top, accentuating her generous breasts. Her sexy back was left exposed, giving Ray plenty to look at as she walked him into the kitchen.
Lance stood at the kitchen island, sipping a bourbon on the rocks, wearing jeans and a t-shirt like Ray. He waved when he saw him enter. "Heya, Ray."
"Your house is beautiful. I really like the entrance architecture. Spanish eclectic?"
Lance laughed and shrugged. "It's whatever all the houses in this development are."
"Can we get you something to drink, Ray?" Rebecca asked. She had a certain nervousness in her voice. "I see you brought a Malbec. We also have some reds, whites, beer, whiskey. What do you fancy?"
"Ya know what, I think I'll have what Lance is having here," Ray pointed to the bottle of Bulleit Bourbon sitting on the counter. "Good choice," said Lance as he fetched a glass and poured him a drink. Rebecca poured a glass of wine.
"To our new friend, Ray," said Lance as the three of them clinked glasses.
For the next hour, the three of them had surprisingly casual and free-flowing conversation. They talked mostly about Rebecca's challenging career of Director of Personnel at the local University. Ray was an expert conversationalist, consistently taking a keen interest in what Rebecca was saying and asking plenty of good questions. He showed genuine interest.
To Lance, he felt at ease as they got comfortable together as a group. Everyone knew what the intent of tonight was, but he appreciated the fact that the young man was making an effort to ease everyone's tension. Still, Lance's stomach probably never housed so many butterflies before.
"So when do your kids usually go to bed?"
"Nine," answered Rebecca. "They've been asleep for two hours now. They're both great sleepers."
"Where shall we move our party to?" Ray asked, taking charge of the night's activities.
"Oh, we're going downstairs. They won't be able to hear anything down there," Lance said as he took a sip.
"Great idea! Shall we pour a fresh drink and head down?" Ray was ready to get the evening going.
Downstairs, Rebecca put on some music before taking a seat on the couch next to Ray. Lance sat on one end of the couch so that he was facing them. It was as if they all assumed the most reasonable position for what was to come.
"I just want to throw this out there again," said Ray as he leaned forward supporting himself by his elbows on his thighs. He placed his drink on the coffee table in front of him. He looked at Lance first. "At anytime... And I mean anytime. If what we do here becomes a problem.." he then turned to Rebecca. "We stop. No questions asked. It's over. I go home."
Lance nodded quietly. He looked at Rebecca. She smiled slightly and nodded. "Of course, Ray."
"What about you guys? Any rules?" Ray asked.
Rebecca shook her head, "No rules-"
"No kissing," Lance interjected as they both turned to him. "I don't want any kissing, please."
"Of course, Lance. No kissing," Ray agreed. "Great. Shall we get started then?"
Ray took Rebecca's hand and guided her to a standing position. She stood in front of him, unsure where to go from here. "Rebecca, why don't you start by undressing and showing me that beautiful body of yours."
Lance grabbed his drink and got comfortable. Something told him this was not Ray's first time doing this as he watched the way he directed traffic. It was difficult at first to watch Rebecca be seduced by Ray, but after all, this was for her. He didn't want to ruin anything.
Rebecca crossed her arms and lifted her dress up from the bottom. She slowly revealed her black panties and matching black bra. Her breasts were perfectly cradled in the lingerie, displaying nearly perfect cleavage. Ray used both of his big hands to become acquainted with her body, slowly navigating the fine lines of her stomach muscles, gently pinching them at times.
"You are in phenomenal shape," he said. "You're truly a work of art, do you know this?"
Rebecca blushed as she tucked her hair behind her ear. "So I've been told," she turned and winked at Lance who smiled back at her.
Next, Ray leaned forward more so he could reach her breasts. Rebecca accommodated by moving closer. She placed her hands on the back of Ray's head as he groped her orb-like tits. His head came closer and closer until his face was pressed firmly between her breasts. He licked the area between them ever so slightly.
The warm sensation of his tongue sent shivers throughout Rebecca's body. She let out a soft moan and closed her eyes. Lance watched as Ray moved his hands to Rebecca's backside, helping himself to a handful of each butt cheek and squeezing. Lance felt his penis stir at the sight. He responded by repositioning his jeans.
Ray got a little bolder. As he squeezed her ass, he slipped one finger deeper into the crevice, out of sight but most certainly reaching her vagina. Rebecca moaned again at first contact. Ray teasingly withdrew, running his fingertips gingerly down the back of her thighs. She opened her eyes and smiled down at him as they made eye contact. "This is fun," she whispered, but loud enough for Lance to hear.
Ray reached up and unclasped her bra. He masterfully unhinged it in seconds as her bra fell to the floor freeing her magnificent breasts. He immediately devoured them with his hands and mouth. Rebecca responded, shooting her head back and moaning. She pulled his head in tighter as he sucked on each nipple, one at a time.
Ray pulled back, seductively looking up at her. Next, he stood up and switched positions, gently lowering her down onto the couch. Lance's view was obstructed now, but he knew what was about to happen. Without looking, Ray beckoned Lance over to sit next to Rebecca. He slowly stood up and walked over, briefly pausing before sitting down. Rebecca smiled warmly at him and held his hand.
Ray slowly lowered her panties down her smooth legs and over her sexy and petite toes. He kissed each foot before gradually parting her legs and glaring at her pussy. She instinctively covered it with her hand, slightly massaging herself in the process. Ray licked his fingers and joined her. Rebecca ultimately removed her hand and grabbed onto the couch cushion as she moaned.
Ray knelt down and began to eat her out. He licked her soaking wet pussy with long and gradual strokes of his tongue. He used his hand to rub her clit as he plunged his tongue inside. The slurping sounds and aromatic smells of her vagina filled the air. She closed her eyes as she inhaled through her nose, digging into the couch with one hand and holding on tight to Lance with the other.
Ray was a master in fellatio. His tongue worked rhythmically while his fingers did the rest. Lance watched in amazement as Ray quickly brought his wife to orgasm. Her moans increased in pace and intensity. He feared her volume was reaching a level that may even wake the children. But he let it happen as his own cock had grown so hard it was uncomfortable to be clothed. He massaged his cock head over his pants as he watched.
"Mmmmmmm fuck!" shouted Rebecca, who was clearly cumming now. "Oh God that feels so fucking good, Ray!"
Her legs were spread wide, one of them resting on Lance's lap. He watched as her red painted toes curled with every orgasmic pulse of pleasure.
Ray slowly withdrew, smiling up at her as he opened his eyes. She was out of breath, in shock, but begging for more. He slowly stood up, revealing a bulge the size of a baseball bat tenting out under his tight jeans. Lance compared it to his own tent. Easily twice the size.
