We scooted over to a pub table at a local bar, our arms grazing lightly as we settled into the stools and ordered our drinks. I smiled at her, trying to look composed, smoothing my skirt and crossing my legs toward her. We raised our glasses and toasted each other. She reached over and rested her hand on my knee. "We're gonna have fun tonight, Rachel." She flashed me a sweet smile. My heart skipped a beat as I returned her smile and moved the glass to my lips.
Although I'd never met her in person before, we knew each other quite well... our fantasies, our desires ... the things we would never tell others in our every day lives. Jessica was a woman from another town who I'd been chatting with online for months. She was exciting, pushing all my buttons. She asked me to come to this bar where she and her husband would be. We had exchanged pictures. I knew who I was looking for when I walked in.
Jessica had gotten there before me, patiently waiting at the bar. When I walked in, her eyes darted over towards me and a smile crept onto her lips. She casually walked to me and gave me a hug like we were old friends. Only we knew why we were there. My pussy was wet with the thought of what these weeks of conversations were leading to.
A few months earlier I responded to an ad in a lustful haze during an evening of self-pleasure. I had always had a fantasy of being with a couple: having the soft touch of a woman to get me off, then being fucked by her husband. Jessica was at the other end of the particular ad I chose. With the clarity of the morning, I wrote to Jessica and told her I would never go through with it. She was kind and accepting of my decision, saying she understood. Emails didn't stop, however; we kept in contact like a pair of pen pals.
Soon, Jessica and I were sharing intimate details over email. She began describing her body to me, telling me about the soft curve of her breasts, the way her shapely legs ended at a smooth, clean shaven pussy. She had told me about fucking her husband thinking of me. I had seen pictures of her body in various states of undress. She had seen photos of me, even a few of me touching my sensitive pussy. I knew her desires and fantasies. I reiterated to her that I never intended to meet her, that I wanted to live this fantasy in my mind.
Then, a few days ago came the email that brought me here. She knew I liked hearing the sounds of sex. She sent an audio file of her fucking her husband. As I opened the email and heard her voice for the first time, I was getting aroused, and I liked it. I could hear heavy breathing and moaning. Jessica narrated the message asking me if I'd ever wondered what she would feel like against me. She explained how she was being touched. My imagination began to think of her bare skin. I could hear her take her husband's cock in her mouth. She told me that I would look sexy wrapping my lips around that very same cock, sharing it with her, letting it explode over both of our faces. I closed my eyes for a second and let myself picture his cock sliding between her pretty lips, and I imagined myself in the mix. I felt a deep blush spread from my cheeks to my neck, a heat that slowly made its way between my thighs. I heard Jessica release with an orgasm. I listened to that message over and over. The next thing I knew, Jessica and I were concocting a plan.
Jessica's town was only a few minutes' drive from mine. The time in the car flew by as I remembered the words she spoke so seductively to me in that audio file. I knew that the key to living out this fantasy would be sitting 20 miles away in a bar. My nerves were surprisingly calm, but I had plenty to be nervous about. Jessica's husband would be there as well. Tonight, I was going to meet the people I'd been fantasizing about for months.
I was doing what I said I would never do. She told me I could back out at any time. We were just meeting for drinks. And sure enough, sitting at the table the conversation was easy. We talked casually like we had known each other for years. Jessica was flirtatious. Jason was nowhere to be seen, but I thought that this was probably on design. They wanted me to warm up to the idea with someone I had "known" before making it more real. I looked in her eyes and smiled as I sipped my drink.
Then Jason showed up. "Hi there," he said easily, his eyes fixed on mine. He flashed me a slow, knowing smile. "I was wondering if I could buy a round for the prettiest girls in the bar."
I hardly knew how to respond. I was staring at him and her smiling like an idiot, continually reminding myself that we were in public and I couldn't just fuck them both right there. I'd been imagining this scene for so long that it almost felt unnatural to have them right there in front of me to look at and touch. I looked over at Jessica, wondering how this would play out. She smiled a knowing smile and nodded at me.
"Well, we could have another round, I think," Jessica smiled at him, using the same voice that had been ringing in my head for days. "Let me introduce you to my friend Rachel."
Jason waved the bartender over and ordered another round of drinks, and then extended his hand to me. "I'm Jason. It's very nice to meet you." I shook his hand, and I watched his eyes fix on Jessica's. We continued with small talk like three friends would do that were enjoying the evening out. I let Jessica take the lead in the conversation while I watched. She was flirting with her own husband. I knew with or without me they were going to fuck like animals tonight. The sexual tension was high. Jason was doing a great job with her, taking the knowledge he had from their relationship to subtly turn her on, glancing at me turning me on. Jessica was really horny, I could tell.
Jason sat on the other side of the table next to Jessica. I saw his hand grazing the small of her back. I shivered as he moved it lightly down across her hip, keeping his movements subtle. His fingers traced her curves. I was caught off guard with the seeming ease of the situation. It was a bit dark in the bar and I began to imagine pulling them both into a dark corner and grinding my body against theirs.
Jason looked in my direction and smiled. "Would you ladies excuse me for just a second? I have to make a quick phone call, but I'll be back in a minute." We had planned this moment. Now it was my turn to take the reins. I could back out and go home. "No problem, Jason," I replied as casually as I could. "We're not going anywhere just yet."
Jessica and I watched in silence as he walked away. I knew she was watching me checking her husband out. I knew she wanted to be between my legs and have me between hers.
"He is cute, Jessica," I said.
