The magnetism they have for each other... inexplicable.
Tom and Susan often speak about their fantasies, and it always leads them to steamy, raunchy hot sex. Being extremely passionate, sexually comfortable and open with each other they are open to suggestions, but are equally respectful of each other's boundaries and limitations.
Amongst several, tonight Tom expressed one of his fantasies, that of having a threesome. Admittedly though, the idea of a threesome (amongst other fantasies) had been something that Susan had entertained somewhere in her own imagination. She had on occasion imagined what it might be like to be with two men, but the fact that Tom had expressed this intention had taken her somewhat by surprise. She was by no means a prude she'd seen enough threesome porno acts. Susan reminded herself that it was okay, as her personal threesome fantasies did not entertain any females, so she was safe.
Susan gave Tom's request serious thought, and responded. "Tom, I'm not entirely keen on the idea of having a threesome."
Tom asked. "Why?"
Susan thoughtfully responded. "I'm not interested in being with another female, Tom."
Tom looked tenderly at her, acknowledged her response and understood her unease, then followed with another question.
"How would you feel if it were a man?" Tom asked.
Susan's jaw dropped, and she exclaimed. "You would consider a man!"
"Yes! Absolutely! Definitely!" Tom shot back.
Susan reminded herself that she had after all in the past entertained a threesome notion. However, Tom had somewhat derailed her, due to the fact that he would unequivocally accept a male, as part of the threesome.
Susan let out a slow deliberate breath, remained silent a while then said. "Tom, allow me time to think on this please."
"She didn't say no." Tom thought to himself.
Then Tom reassuringly said. "Of course Susan, there is no rush, take all the time you need"
Susan pondered quietly. Their relationship was built on trust and understanding, and she knew him well enough to know how aroused he became every time he spoke about the idea of Susan being pleasured, and/or pleasuring another man.
Now that Tom had piqued her curiosity, Susan felt a strange inexplicable excitement, yet at the same time a sense of quiet apprehension. Waves of thoughts hurtled through Susan's mind, thrashing uncontrollably like a tempestuous ocean. Yet, in the calm, like when coming up for air, she grasped and grounded herself and was interested in understanding exactly what Tom would have her do, and how this threesome would evolve. Susan calmed her mind, and they proceeded at length with their discussion. They agreed on set limits of what would be allowed, also that they would go ahead only if both agreed on the choice of the individual, as well as a safe word. This safe word being a prerequisite for Susan, should she at any time, irrespective of the moment, wish to terminate the encounter.
Susan agreed, because she trusts Tom impeccably. Their search for a single male and their escapade had begun!
Over the following weeks, Tom and Susan placed advertisements stating their requirements and preferences and received numerous positive, and willing responses. They carefully and selectively corresponded via email. Several were eliminated, leaving a few whom they both decided they would meet with for a drink to ascertain whether to proceed with further, or not.
The first candidates failed dismally. Neither Tom nor Susan felt any desire or connection and neither were they willing to spend more time in their company than they needed. There was absolutely no chemistry, Susan and Tom politely excused themselves, headed home, and enjoyed a night of ravishing sexual pleasure.
They had made arrangements to meet with their last candidate, on Saturday evening.
But tonight, Friday, they had made dinner arrangements. Susan and Tom had taken a relaxing soak in the bath, and they discussed, and both agreed that if this last encounter didn't pan out, they would shelf this fantasy for another time.
Susan steps out of the bath, dries herself off then wrapped the fluffy white towel around her. Being fairly attractive, with beautifully big brown expressive lively eyes, her application of make up is light and natural. She adds a dash of mascara to her already long lashes a hint of blush and a dab of lipstick to enhance her full sensuous lips.
She slips on sexy black lingerie with matching G-string, which hugs her petite figure. Next she slips on a pair of black fishnet stockings followed by a black evening knee length dress, lastly she slips her beautifully manicured feet into a pair of black high heels. Susan looks at her reflection in the full-length mirror and smiles, as her long hair cascades over her shoulders and back. Tom steps up behind her giving her a hug and sensuously kisses the back of her neck. As his one hand squeezes one breast, he places the other hand firmly, yet gently around the front of her neck, and Susan melts completely at his touch. His unmistakable scent sends waves of erotic pulsating pleasure throughout her body, and her crotch immediately responds with desire. Both find it difficult to fully control their raw sexual want right now. He grabs her chin, turns her face towards him planting a long lingering passionate kiss, slaps her backside and reluctantly step back.
Susan turns and looks at him. He looks so dapper, sexily attired in a black suit and crisp white shirt, and oozing with confidence, charisma, sexuality and passion. He never fails to make her heart skip a beat along with the desire to be ravished by him, this enigmatic man of hers.
