On Monday she called up her husband's work and talked to Keith, asking if he had any plans for a going away party. He replied that there was some lame office party. She suggested he come over for dinner that Friday and she and her husband would make sure he had a good send off. She listened as he agreed that he had always liked her and admired her husband. She smiled and gave him explicit directions to their home in the country.
She didn't tell her husband all week and knew Keith hadn't either. Friday came and she begged off the office party saying she didn't feel up to it. He said he'd stay home but she told him to have a good time and drink a few extra for her.
She ate lightly and made sure her entire body was clean before dressing carefully in a demi cup black lace bra and matching garter set. Something about being fuckable yet clothed appealed to her mindset. She slid on the smoky stockings and slide on a pair of black stilettos. She slipped on a mere wisp of dress that under normal lighting was transparent. She waited for the cars to pull in and listened as her husband found out she'd invited Keith over. He muttered something about of course that she was always doing something like that.
She moved to kitchen listening to them talk about work and say they'd miss working together. She slid up behind her husband flaunting herself to Keith whose eyes went big the instant he saw her. She slipped a blindfold over her husband's eyes and asked him to guess who. He seemed tense as he said her name.
"Be a good husband and play along," she whispered in his ear as she led him to chair and had him sit down. She took his hands and tied them securely behind his back. He struggled only a little, as he was confused. She noticed the tent in his pants though and knew he'd play along.
She stepped towards Keith and before he could say anything she placed a finger over his lips. She did a slow turn allowing Keith to look at her body. She raised an eyebrow and saw him lick his lips. Her fingers ran up and down to pinch her already hard nipples. She placed a finger on his lips then on her hard nipple, pantomiming her wishes. He caught on and leaned over to suck the nipple through the fabric. He husband was struggling with chair as he heard her moan.
"What's going on?" he said in a husky voice.
"You'll see eventually," she replied, as Keith moved to her other nipple.
Her moans filled room and she glanced over at her husband's pants. She pulled Keith's face up and put finger over his lips again. She moved to her husband and undid his pants and slid his boxers and pants down to his feet, effectively keeping him from moving and displaying his pulsing hard red cock.
"Honey?" his voice wavered between need and lust.
"Not yet," she replied as she moved back to Keith and gestured towards a chair opposite her husband. He sat slowly down, and she saw the questions in his eyes. He was being perfect for her plans with his silence.
She sat on his lap facing him at first pulling her dress off, exposing her body. His hands slide along her sides and butt as he settled her in his lap. She drew her finger from one nipple to the other and he smiled before feasting on one dark nipple and then the other. She whispered into his ear just loud enough for him to hear to strip. She watched him take off his clothing, and sit back down. She moved back to her husband and leaned forward so her nipples brushed his face, somehow he latched down on one and it was a while before she could move.
She smiled she didn't know who to fuck first, her incredible hard husband's cock that was dripping with cum or Keith's clean cut cock that also deserved to be fucked. She moved back to Keith and sat in his lap again guiding his cock into her heated cunt. He bit back a moan as she rode him, and she murmured, "I wanted to make this a night none of us would ever forget." Her lips met his and she devoured him taking control of his mouth. It was a rush to have two powerful men under her control. "I should thank you Keith, when Heath came home he was like an animal, we fucked for hours."
"Why thank me?" it was partly moaned between licking and sucking on her breasts.