It had taken me three months to collect the guts to tell Andrew my fantasy. and up until that time, it had been merely another daydream to masturbate to.
"You want me to what?" he asked, seemingly surprised.
"You heard me," I said, "I want to watch you fuck another girl, but of course you have to share.."
His cheeks reddened a little, and though he tried to protest, I could see that he had been waiting for me to say something like that. The next day I set to work searching for our "third party".
She was a petite girl, with long dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a perfect ass that begged to be smacked. I brought her home, and we made small talk until Andrew came home from work.
I heard the back door open and told the girl, Amy, to get undressed and wait upstairs, gave her a quick kiss and then went to meet my boyfriend.
He was sitting in the recliner taking off his boots when I got down there, and I wasted no time in attacking him. I knelt down in front of him and started rubbing his cock through his jeans. He looked surprised for a moment, but then I felt his cock growing hard, so I stripped off his pants. His cock was at full attention now, I ran my tongue up the shaft, and slowly wrapped my mouth around him.