Dear John,
After our meeting today I had to write you about the dramatic change in our relationship. Please don't misunderstand me, it was great and intense seeing you today, but something happened that has changed me.
I waited patiently for you this morning knowing you are never late for our meetings. You were right on time. I opened the door to your smile. Once inside you hugged me with all your strength and passion. Our lips met briefly in a kiss as your hands slipped inside my opened robe to find my nakedness. They caressed, than grabbed the cheeks of my ass, pulling me into your body. The robe slipped from my shoulders and fell to the floor. I was naked in your embrace. This is what I was waiting for, this is what I longed for. Again our lips met softly, then I sank slowly to my knees, your hands on my shoulders gently guiding me down.
I fumbled with your belt buckle and soon found your soft cock. I would please you today, like I had on other days. I would again be your slut allowing you to take me in whatever way you desired. And I began, as before, by taking you in my mouth.
I know what you want. I know what your wife won't give you. Starting with the bulbous head of your penis, slowly I ran my tongue down its growing shaft. Then a quick lick of your balls before I started back up your hardening pole. That's when I engulfed the head. Your cock grew hard in my mouth.
I had been divorced a few years before we hooked up. Both of us had discovered our "bi" side. You, of course, have remained married. But you know what I can do for you. You know I'm ready and willing to service you. We had started slow with mutual oral, than progressed. I was always ready for when you could find time in your schedule or when your wife was out of town. I began to long for your hard cock and our time together as I became more submissive to you. I still remember the first time you entered me. The feeling of you inside me, thrusting and pumping your cock into my ass. And, of course, today.
This morning you were hard in my mouth and I was working you cock like never before. I was naked on my knees, you were dressed with your pants around your ankles, sitting on the couch. How many of our meetings have started this way before ending in the bedroom? And then the doorbell rang.
You smiled as I looked into your eyes. I'm sure you could read the uneasiness in my eyes, or perhaps it was fear. Fear of the unknown. Of course I knew this was coming. You had told me what you wanted and I had agreed, always willing to put out for you, to be your slut. I sat back on my ankles in front of you and you stood. As you moved to the door you pulled up your pants and fastened your belt. I remained naked, kneeling in front of the couch.
We had talked about this the last time we were together. Or perhaps it would be better to say you suggested it. I went along wanting only to please. You told me then you had a fantasy. A fantasy about you and me. A fantasy that included another man. You wanted a threesome. You wanted to watch me service another guy while you joined in. And now, three weeks later, here we are.
You opened the door and as I started to stand, still naked, you introduced me to Steve. I'm hoping my jaw didn't drop too much. I'm still in awe of him. His dark eyes seemed to look through me. You didn't see the smile he flashed as he passed by you to greet me. I must have turned red. He shook my hand, then as if we'd known each other for years, pulled me into a hug. He was somehow strong and gentle, brining me close to his body. That should have put me at ease. After all, he was your friend and you told me he was safe and sane. Still, even at that point, I was a bit hesitant.
When you moved beside me, your hand brushing my bare ass, I began to recover my senses. That was when you whispered in my ear that perhaps I should invite Steve to get more comfortable. I even broke a smile with that, standing naked before two clothed men. You both started to unbutton your shirts and my smile grew wider. And you followed me down the hall to the bedroom.
Facing you and Steve, I sat on the end of the bed and watched as you both undressed. I admit, as you both noticed, my cock began to get hard. My nervousness had passed by that time, or at least most of it. I was ready to give you whatever you wanted. And if that meant doing the same for Steve, I was ready.
When you finished undressing I found myself facing two semi-hard cocks. I don't think you were surprised when I went with the one I knew. For the second time this morning I took you into my mouth. Only this time, as I sucked your hardening cock, my left hand found Steve's balls and I gently caressed them, feeling his cock grow hard. I began stroking his cock, while my right hand pushed gently against your ass bringing you further into my mouth. You were rock hard by then and I was doing my best to take all of your 6 inches. Even thought I was stroking Steve's cock, I believe it was you who moaned first. I actually thought you might cum then and there. But somehow you held back.