Carla and Don had had spent quite a bit of time discussing their fantasies. Perhaps that is all they were to each other, writing buddies and sharers of fantasy, fantasy that was not anything more then what it was, sex, comfort, and closeness. They really did have fun together when they were able to be with one another. He made her laugh and she listened to him talk about life long into many a night. They would play for hours and then spend as much time as they could afterwards holding each other and talking.
One of his fantasies involved his wife. Carla had a similar thought.
"I want to spend a night, just one night with you and Mary." Carla came out with one late night as they lay in each other's arms. "I want to see how you are together. I want to see you please your wife and see her please you."
"What? You're crazy!" Don sat up in bed. "I know I've said before I could picture the three of us together, but it's only that a vision, a fantasy."
"Let's do it please, try to talk to her." Carla whispered into his ear as he lay spent and spread eagled on the hotel bed.
Don didn't respond to the comment, but he made love to his mistress later that night with the fantasy of both Carla and Mary in his head. It really did turn him on to think of a threesome with his two favorite women. But after he had cum with an intensity that told him the fantasy would be incredible to experience, he still convinced himself it was just that a pure fantasy. He never seriously thought of it again...
At 52 and married to a woman going through menopause Don thought his days of a fruitful sex life were all behind him. Sex had not been great for the last three years, for the last several months, save for the time with Carla it had actually been non-existent except for a couple of quickie handjobs in bed with Mary.
Mary and Don's thirtieth wedding anniversary was coming up in a couple weeks and one evening as they sat on opposite sides of the living room, on their respective laptops, Mary asked what they were going to do to celebrate.
"I haven't thought that far ahead." Don responded without looking up from his computer.
"Really? So you don't have anything planned this year?" Mary was surprised. Her husband had always been creative when it came to their anniversaries. This year she had something very special in mind herself though.
Don still looked down at his laptop screen. "I suppose we'll have a nice dinner, or maybe we can go to a dinner theater and then come back home and screw our brains out." He was serious about the dinner, but only being obligatorily teasing about the latter. But he looked up and out of the corner of his eye waiting for her reaction anyway.
Mary didn't say a thing as she kept her gaze down at her computer. He asked with a bit of curiosity, "Why?"
Mary simply smiled and suppressed a giggle, her green eyes twinkling with an impish gleam as she kept them directed down at her laptop. "Oh, nothing. Just asking."
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The couple's anniversary came and they did go out for the evening to a nice restaurant. They were their normal selves and had a lot of laughs and were in a good mood. They were still very much in love regardless of the lack of physical intimacy over the last couple of years.
Until...
Arm in arm, they climbed the stairs to their house and once inside, they kissed passionately for several long moments, running their hands over each. As they embraced Mary let her hand drift down and caressed Don's thigh with her fingernails.
"You still want to screw my brains out tonight?" She cooed.
Don was instantly thrilled, to the point a warm shiver ran through him. But he also wary as Mary had not been this forward in years, nor had she had much to drink, something that used to get her in a frisky mood. He played along, sure this would end in disappointment on his part once gain.
"I'm all yours baby." He wrapped his arms tightly around her.
"Ooh!" she sighed, feeling the obvious bulge emerging in his pants. "Is that what I think it is?"
"Would you like to find out?" Don teased as he released her and proceeded to kick his shoes off and reach for his belt.
"No wait!" Mary practically yelled. Then she pulled a scarf from her pocket, smiling at him. "Stand still. I have a special surprise for you. But first you have to put this on." She wrapped the silky material around his head, covering his eyes. "Can you see?"
"Nope, but I'm starting to worry a bit. You've never..."
"Shhh, quiet!" Mary quickly silenced him by putting her fingers to his lips. "Here take my hand and follow me."
Don was led though their house, all the way his thoughts ran the gamut, from his wife having gone out and bought some sexy lingerie to her having new silk sheets on their bed...neither of which she'd ever done before, but there was always a first time. So far that night, she had surprised him with other things she had not said and done in years. The most recent kiss was still on his lips and reverberated down to his groin.
As he could feel them passing through the hallway toward their bedroom he smelled what he was sure was the fragrance of scented candles. She was indeed setting the mood he thought. But then he just as quickly wondered how she could have done that when they had been out to dinner for the last couple of hours. She still had his hand and was next to him so she couldn't have struck any matches to light the candles.
"How did..." He started to ask.
But before he could think much more about it, "Shhh, I said be quiet." Mary cut him off again. Next thing he knew she began to undress him.
"Now stay still and don't get grabby." Mary told him. "Let me do all the work." She said as she removed his shirt, gliding one hand lightly over his chest, tickling his already erect nipples.
Don sucked in a very deep breath at the exhilarating touch and even before he could exhale she pulled the belt from his pants, quickly pulling it through every belt loop, making a swishing sound as it slid from around his waist. Her fingers were quickly at his waist to unfasten the snap and before he knew it both it and his zipper were undone. He sensed his wife was kneeling as she helped him out of his pants and then his socks one by one. Her soft warm hands on his feet were surprisingly even erotic. Mary was not only uncharacteristically eager but she was very surprisingly adept with her two hands. He had never known her to be this aggressive in all their thirty years of marriage.
But Don swore to himself he was going to enjoy it.
Standing there only in his boxers he felt her breath on his ear and then her tongue tracing from the lobe on around the edge.
"Now wait just another second." She whispered softly.
Don heard the bed give, presumably Mary moving around pulling down the covers for them. No more than a few seconds after that and his boxers were suddenly pulled from his hips. Don sucked in a sharp breath at the shock.
He could feel her hair against his bare thighs. "Wow, is someone rather frisky tonight, or what baby?" He called down to his wife.
"Just relax and enjoy this." Mary purred as she lifted his one leg then the other pulling off his underwear.
"Oh I am, as if you couldn't tell." Don said and shook his hips, feeling his manhood still growing and waving out in front of him.
"So I see." Mary replied sounding as if she stood off a bit now.
Then hands caressed his thighs, sliding up under his balls, fingernails lightly raking them until her fingers closed around the base of his shaft.
"You must like that." Mary's voice came to him only to Don it sounded as if it came from the other side of the room. It was then he sensed something different, an aroma over and above the scented candles. This familiar smell was much closer. He stood there completely naked in the artificial darkness of the blindfold and tried to recall the fragrance.
He heard the bed rustle again, as if someone sat on it now, but how? His wife's hand was still on his hardening cock.
Then just as that hand on his manhood slipped up its length it hit him, the fragrance, it was perfume. It was...it was Carla's!
He heard more movements on the bed just as he felt warm lips encircle the head of his cock. Don tensed and reached up for the blindfold. He whipped it off in one quick flourish and before his eyes he saw Mary sitting on their bed a few feet away in only her white panties. She was smiling at him in the candlelit bedroom.
Then he felt the velvety smoothness of two warm lips and a mouth engulf his manhood. He looked down and with his eyes wide in pure shock he saw his lover swallowing his cock. "Carla!" He called out but again was cut off, this time as her lips tickled the hairs at the base of his manhood as she took him in whole. She flicked her tongue back and forth under his shaft as she sucked it in to her throat.
The real man in him couldn't help but moan his pleasure regardless of the surprise.
"Happy Anniversary, Dear!" Mary called out. "Carla, this is Don. Don, this is Carla. Oh wait. You two already know one another."
Don's heart felt as if it was about to stop completely.
"Don't be embarrassed," Carla called up to her lover after her mouth came off his manhood.
