When we left the theater, the only thing I could think of was how turned on I was. And my last impression was the unknown woman who cleaned my tits, stomach, pussy and legs. But the kiss she planted on me left a lasting impression. Her lips were so soft, gentle and sensual, very unlike a man's kiss. I wanted to explore more and see what else was different.
A few weeks later, Mark came home from work and said, "Penny, you know how you've been curious about women since the theater?"
"Um, yeah, hard to forget. Why?"
"Well, do you remember Derek from work?"
"Sure. He's the kind of cute guy who's a few years older than we are right?"
"That's the guy. Well, he was the one who turned me on to the adult theater idea. And I talked with him on the sly about, maybe, you and his wife getting together."
"You did what!!!"
"Calm down, just listen to me. We were having a conversation a couple of days ago and I thanked him for the adult theater suggestion and told him what a turn on it was for both of us. He said that he and his wife had done it also early in their relationship and that because of that episode she had begun going down the bi-sexuality route. I told him that was hot, and he told me that she lets him watch sometimes.
Well, one thing led to another, and I said that you might be having feelings in that direction, you just didn't know how to explore them exactly. So, I asked him if he had any ideas and he told me he would think about it. Well, that was a few days ago. Today he got back to me with an idea, and I wanted to talk with you about it."
I looked at Mark with a mix of horror that he would share this without telling me, and absolute titillation in that I might get to experience another woman. "Alright, lay it on me."
"He wanted to know if we wanted to come over to their house and see what happens with you and his wife, Tracy. And maybe we can watch."
It didn't take me two seconds to say, "Yes, when?"
Mark smiled and replied, "This Saturday night." Two days away. I could wait that long, but I could already feel myself getting moist.
I don't think two days have ever passed soooooo slowly. My god, what was taking so long? Work was like 20 hours day, sleeping was 10 hours and it felt like a week passed before Saturday came around. "What should I wear Mark? Should I do my makeup up? How about my hair?"
"Hey, hey, relax. This is Derek and his wife not some fancy gathering. It's supposed to be a casual evening for you to try something new. Dress casual, maybe something that's easy to get off? But don't over think it."
"Okay, I can do that," I reached into my closet and pulled out a somewhat thin one-piece black dress. It clung to my curves in all the right places, didn't show off too much cleavage and was pretty elastic so it could be pulled off and down without any buttons or zippers to undue. "How about this Mark?"
"I thank that would be great!"
That part done, I decided to be a little naughty underneath and wore a sheer black bra and panties that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. If I got that far, I would go all the way. Time to go.