There are many stories here about sex with the ex but I rarely read them, it doesn't seem too likely. I get along fine with my ex. We weren't too happy with each other when we split, but years of shared parenting has forced us to get over it and even learn to like each other again. Not that I wouldn't do her if I could, my ex is hot in a curvy well padded way.
I have jokingly made suggestive comments when it was just the two of us talking, half hoping that she would give a positive reaction. "Been there, done that, got the divorce" or something similar has been the response. I never push it, and I don't do it often enough to be tiresome, but I have tried to keep it active in her mind as a possibility.
I hadn't seen April in a few months and business took me through her village, so I called to see if she was in.
"Hi, it's Steve, I was wondering if you will be around later if I drop in?"
"Hey stranger! Good to hear your voice. I just started making lunch, are you close enough to join me?"
"About 15 minutes away, is that okay?"
"Sure, I'll throw another burger on the barbecue
She greeted me with a quick hug when I got there and we headed for the kitchen.
"Can I ask you about something a little sensitive?" she asked.
"Sure, go ahead."
"How serious are you when you kid me about wanting to screw me?"
My heart rate must have doubled.
"Totally serious. You know I've never stopped being attracted to you."
"Could you do it if somebody was watching?"
"I'd do it on your front lawn with the whole town watching if that's what it takes!"
"What if it was Bill watching?"
"Like I said, whatever it takes, but would he be able to do that? I'd be afraid he would get upset. Even if he accepted it at the time, he might not be happy later. As much as I'd love to get back into your pants, I don't want to mess things up for you."
"I think it would be okay. He's been hinting about blow jobs for quite a while, and you know I just won't do that. So I started kidding him about having to find somebody else. When he said he didn't have any other options I pointed out that a mouth is a mouth. He knows you swing both ways but I didn't say anything immediately. Later I started introducing the idea of finding a guy to blow him. He was a bit squeamish at first, but eventually started getting turned on by the idea. I suggested that you might be willing to give him a blowjob if you could fuck me in return."
"Yeah, but how does he feel about the idea of you having sex with the ex?"
"That was easier than I thought, the fact that you and I were together for years means that it's not really something new, you've done it before. He said that would probably be easier than a total stranger."
Yeah but what about the next time one of the kids invite all of us for dinner? I'm cool, but is he going to be okay?"
"Well he sure won't make a fuss there will he?"
I laughed, "no but I just want to be sure this doesn't bite us on the ass."
"Like I said, I told him you would need something to entice you to blow him. He's seen you tease me occasionally so he at least suspected you would like to get back into my pants. I suggested that would be a reasonable trade, that way everybody involved gets off."
"So will this be a one time thing, or do you see it as ongoing?" I asked.
"If Bill is happy, I'm happy, so make it a damned good blow job. If he wants more, you'll get more."
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It was a couple of weeks later when she texted me, "Want to drop by for dinner and a movie on Friday?"
"I'll bring the wine. What are we watching?"
"A porno flick with wife watching and some bi-guy action."
"Sounds like I had better shower right before leaving and wear my newest underwear :-)"
"You got it, I've been talking up bjs all week, but not letting him get off so he's horny as hell. Be ready for a really big mouthful."
"Great, will you kiss me when I'm done?"
"Not a chance until you swallow everything!"
"Your loss."
"I'll take your word for it. See you Friday about 6:00."
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I arrived at their place and Bill answered the door.
"Come on in, grab a beer."
I walked into the kitchen where April was working at the counter. I gave her a hug, handed her a bottle of wine, then grabbed a beer from the fridge.
I took one slug from my beer, and in his usual direct way Bill said, "April tells me you like sucking cock."
I choked, almost spewing beer all over the table.
"Yeah I do, though I don't put it on my resume."
"Does your wife know?"