This can be read as a stand-alone story, but for context please see 'First Time for Three' which, oddly, you'll find in the First time' category Enjoy!
After the experience of enjoying your sensuality and sexiness as part of a threesome with you and your husband John, things between us returned pretty much too normal for a while. We continued to meet up for a game of squash once or twice a week, we would all meet for drinks now & again... and I continued to lust after your body, selfishly wanting to have you all to myself! For your part, despite saying you wanted to repeat our threesome, somehow the circumstances were never quite right, and it remained an unfulfilled wish of ours.
Naturally, we continued to flirt outrageously whenever we were together, be it alone or with others. Of course, no-one but the three of us knew what had gone on; all our other friends and acquaintances simply thought we were "acting goofy", as always! Several times during our squash games, I noticed your nipples getting hard, like hard fabric-covered buttons on the front of your T-shirt; despite everything that had happened, and my occasional half-joking comments about coming home with me after our games, I simply put this down to the exertion of the sport... after all, we DID play pretty hard!
One lovely spring day, though, everything changed again! We had finished our game, but you had already said you'd arranged another game right after with your best friend Diane;
"She's got a new boyfriend, and I want to hear ALL about him" you explained.
"Well, maybe you should come round after, and tell me what he's like" I replied. It so happened I knew the guy slightly, through work, and was a bit interested what he was like outside of work.
" I just might, you never know," you winked!
Grabbing a quick shower, I went home to do some chores round the house I shared with my best mate. He was on holiday and I'd fallen a bit behind with a few things which really needed doing. After a couple of hours, I had all the chores done, and decided to take a long, hot shower, to get rid of the aches from our game and the housework I'd been doing. As I stood in the shower soaping myself all over, I couldn't help thinking of the night we had spent together, the look and feel of your body as we made love to you.
I felt the effect of my thoughts as I rinsed the soap from my body, the apparent increase in the force of the water as it hit my engorging penis, the heaviness of my balls as I made sure all the soap was rinsed off... my reverie was interrupted by the doorbell, which I suddenly realised had been ringing for quite a few seconds. Cursing at what I imagined was yet another consumer survey person (there had been a glut of these annoying people lately, and I knew they didn't go away 'til you answered!) I quickly wrapped a large towel round my waist and went to the door, an impolite comment ready on my lips.
"Sarah" I exclaimed, opening the door wide, "I didn't expect you here!"
Smiling widely at me, you replied
"Well, it sure looks like you're pleased to see me!"
Looking down, I realised the front of the towel was still 'tented out' from my earlier thoughts, and was growing even as I looked.
"Aren't you going to invite me in, then?" you asked.
Inviting you in, I quickly went to my room and put on some loose jogging pants and a T-shirt, in an effort to hide my still evident erection. I made us coffee, and sat down to listen to your recounting of how Diane had got on with her new boyfriend.
"Yeah, she's already slept with him," you said a few minutes later, "He sounds REAL good, I was getting hot just listening to her!"
"Oh yeah" I replied, "give you some ideas, did it?"
"I was playing with myself driving up here" you replied, and, holding out your hand to my nose "smell THESE!!"
Inhaling deeply, I immediately recognised the heavenly scent of your sex. Taking your and I slowly sucked your fingers into my mouth, savouring the remnants of the muskiness on your fingers.
"I'm still sooo hot an horny..." you whispered, "and John's away today .. .. .. will you help me do something about this? Pretty please?"
Before I could answer, you slid onto the couch beside me and began kissing me hard, probing my mouth with your tongue as your hand slid under the waistband of my pants and firmly grasped my revitalised hardness. I kissed you back hard, sucking your lower lip between my teeth, mirroring your hand movements by sliding my hand inside your shorts and under the filmy panties there, easing two fingers between your already soaked lips and my thumb caressing the nub of your clit.