That Friday was remarkable because it wasn't the thirteenth, which might have gone a long way in explaining the unbelievable circumstances that unfolded for all of the participants had it indeed been the thirteenth. No one could have foreseen the eventual outcome, although all would agree in the end that the end result was more than any of them could ever have hoped for.
Ed took off work at noon that Friday with the idea of surprising his wife. The images that flashed through his head as he drove aroused him to the point where he had to pull into the parking lot of a fast food restaurant, so he could breathe deeply several times to gain control of himself. The image of his sexy and mature forty-one-year old wife lying on her back, legs spread wide and eyes pleading for him to eat her pussy until she climaxed on his face, was the most powerful vision in his head that day.
Joan, a teacher at a local elementary school, had the day off and Ed intended to surprise his wife with a session of long, hot sex between the sheets. Then dinner at her favorite restaurant, and maybe a movie at the mall, followed by another long stretch of sex once they returned home. Just the feel of his wife's soft skin on his fingertips, her hard nipples between his lips as he sucked and nibbled the fat nubs, and the velvet-soft caress of her wet, slippery pussy on his cock as he pushed deep inside of her, was enough to drive him mad with desire.
It hadn't been easy over the years with three boys around much of the time. Having sex most times meant late at night when the boys were asleep or a quickie when Ed and Joan were sure they wouldn't suddenly turn around – mid stroke, so to speak – and find three young and curious sets of eyes watching. That, of course, is always a nightmare scenario for any parent.
The boys were getting older; the oldest was now a college freshman at a college that was a good two-hour drive away and wasn't expected home that weekend. The younger boys were both spending the night with friends and wouldn't be home until the next day. That left Ed and Joan with an unusual, but quite blissful evening alone, and Ed intended to take advantage of this time alone to make love to his beautiful wife.
He finally pulled into the drive and parked. He looked down and saw the telltale bulge in his pants and smiled as he quickly adjusted his hard cock so the neighbors wouldn't see. Losing an erection at that moment, with all he had planned, was impossible. All he wanted was to rip Joan's clothes off and slip his cock deep into her hot wet pussy that he couldn't get enough of – even after nineteen years of marriage.
Ed stopped just inside the front door and listened. The moment he opened the door, he thought he'd heard voices, and a knot began to form in his stomach. The boys were supposed to be gone by now and only his wife should have been home. Unless Joan was in the habit of secretly talking to herself, someone else was in the house. He canted his head to one side and strained to hear something, anything. Then he heard it again: two voices, both female.
Ed quickly found that both voices, one he immediately recognized as belonging to Joan, were coming from the master bedroom. He slipped his shoes off to muffle his steps and eased into the hall and to the door of the bedroom he shared with his wife. He wasn't sure what exactly was happening, and all sorts of macabre thoughts bounced around inside his head as he neared the door. Then his brow rose with bewilderment. He suddenly recognized the second voice: Gina from down the street.
Gina, a hot thirty-year-old blond with a sexy slender body that Ed had admired over the past two years, lived four houses down with her husband Jack. As it usually happens, a thought slipped into his consciousness and Ed felt a slight stirring in his loins. Then, he pushed the thought away knowing it was impossible because fantasies, like dreams, didn't come true, as often as most people wanted you to believe. And this particular fantasy was one he had entertained for more years than he could recall.
The door was open several inches and he stepped to it with the intention of pushing it open and greeting both women. Just as his hand reached to push the door open wider, he looked into the room and stopped. All muscular activity halted in that one moment as he stared through the eight-inch opening. Ed's whole body seemed numb as he watched. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open as he watched his greatest obsession unfold before him.
Joan and Gina were on their knees in the middle of the bed in a light embrace as they passionately kissed. Both women were nude; their hands softly caressed and explored as their tongues gently touched and swirled together. Tiny sounds of desire came from their mouths, quietly asserting their white-hot need for one another. Joan's soft hands that had touched and caressed Ed over the nearly two decades of their marriage slipped easily under the soft globes of Gina's breasts and cupped them lightly.
"I can't believe this is happening," Joan said with a husky voice.
"Me, either." Gina tilted her head back a little and gasped as Joan's fingers toyed with her hard nipples. "I've wanted you since the first day we met."
"I sort of gathered that every time I caught you checking me out," Joan chuckled.
"Have you been with a woman before?"
Joan stopped for a moment and looked into the younger woman's eyes, then nodded. "It was a long time ago. I'll tell you about it some day."
"Please make love to me, Joan." Gina's soft voice was barely audible as her eyes pleaded with the older woman. "I need you so bad."
Ed watched as his wife positioned Gina on the bed, and then slipped between her long, slender legs. His breathing was shallow and his pulse raced madly as he fumbled his hard cock from his pants with a trembling hand. This was his fantasy, one he'd talked over with Joan a million times over the past several years. It had been a fantasy; something he'd longed for but didn't really believe would actually come true, yet it was happening. And, it wasn't his birthday!
Gina gasped softly as Joan's tongue and lips worked the velvet-smooth skin of the younger woman's thighs. The position of the two women were such that Ed had a three-quarter view of his wife's lovely face as she pressed her lips to the younger woman's wet, gaping slit. Gina's head twisted slowly and gently from side to side as her hands fondled her small breasts.
"So good, Joan!" she gasped. "Eat my pussy!"
"You like that, baby?"
"Oh, yeah!"
Gina arched her back a little as Joan's sweet mouth began to devour the blonde's soft, shaved pussy. Her tongue bathed the satin-like skin of Gina's puffy little mound and sent delicious shivers of delight deep into the young woman's tummy. It had been a long time – since college – that Joan had had the pleasure of tasting another woman's pussy, and she reveled in an old and wonderfully familiar experience.
"Such a nice little pussy," Joan murmured as she flicked her tongue against Gina's sex-swollen clit.
"Oh!" Gina cried out. "Do me!"
Joan began to devour her young friend's pussy, teasing her clit, tasting and relishing the slipper wet pussy lips that had become swollen with desire. Gina's hips rolled and plunged her burning pussy hard against Joan's face, slathering her lips with a thick coating of young pussy juice. Joan's need to satisfy Gina, as long ago experiences with another good friend came to mind, was as great as the fire burning deep in the young woman's loins.
Gina bucked and writhed madly as Joan continued to eat her with a wild, overwhelming intensity. When Joan slipped a finger into her young friend's pussy, Gina cried out loudly. The older woman smiled as she stared into her friend's sex- glazed eyes and pushed a second finger deep into the sopping wet pussy. The blond screamed and grabbed Joan's head. Her long fingers combed wildly through Joan's soft brown hair as she began to rock her hips with a wild excitement.
Ed could hardly breathe as he watched his sexy wife consume the young blonde's pussy. How many times had he told his close friends that witnessing something like this had to be every man's dream? And how many men have actually lived that dream, he wondered? As he watched Gina thrashing under his wife's hungry mouth, Ed pulled slowly on his hard cock. How he wanted to cum! He wanted to burst through the door and shove his cock into one of the women's mouth and fuck her till she took all of his seed.
Suddenly, Gina screamed again and Ed knew that she was about to orgasm. And while he stood at the door watching his wife bring another woman to orgasm, he suddenly became aware of another presence. When he turned his eyes widened with surprise – and a little horror – when he looked into Gina's husband's eyes.
A long, ten seconds passed that felt like an eternity as the two men stared at each other. And, Ed, suddenly realizing that he was holding his cock in one hand, quickly shoved it back inside his opened fly. Aside from being embarrassed, there was also the real certainty that Gina's husband was about to cause trouble because of what he'd witnessed in the bedroom.
