This is a follow up to the previous story about Ingrid.
For the most part, my efforts at getting Ingrid to explore her fantasies had been mostly me creating scenes she might like. As long as it was working, which it was, I didn't mind but I did think it would be nice for her to create one herself.
A few weeks after masturbating for each other, I was at their house. We sat in the kitchen having coffee and pastries and were just chatting about general stuff. The conversation was mostly between Tobias and me but I kept noticing a certain smile on Ingrid's face. I just knew something was going through her mind so when she called me a couple of days later, I asked her about it.
"Oh, I was just enjoying your visit and the talking," she tried claiming.
"No no no," I said. "I'm not blind. Something was going through your mind in that kitchen. What was it?"
She just giggled.
"You were imagining having both of us, weren't you?" I said.
She giggled again. "How could you tell?"
"It was all over your face!" I laughed.
"Mmmm, there's a thought!" she purred.
"Come on then. Tell me, what were you dreaming about?" I insisted.
The phone went silent for a moment, save for her breath carrying the sound of cogs whirring in her brain.
"Mmmm, well... ok," she said eventually.
This will sound weird but I could hear her smiling.
"First of all," she began. "It started with exactly what you saw; what was actually happening up to the point when you went to the loo. But because I was getting so horny my mind just sort of... took over!
"So then, in my head, Tobias went and stood by the sink, washing something and I hugged him from behind and kissed his back - even though he still had his t-shirt on. He seemed happy enough with that so I tested the water a little more by stroking him through his trousers.
"He got all cautious for a moment, pointing out that you would be back in a moment but, didn't try to stop me as I ignored his caution and continued getting him hard.
"When you came back in, his trousers were really bulging and he tried to move my hand away. You noticed, of course, and asked if we wanted some privacy. Tobias tried to speak but I got in first and said you should stay.