Steve and Lisa had been married for quite a while. Even after two kids, their sex life was anything but boring. They loved telling each other their fantasies and when they could sneak it in, playing those fantasies in the bedroom.
One morning, as they were curled up in bed, Steve began whispering his latest fantasy in her ear. He used his middle finger to slide up and down her slit as he began to tell her how he longed to watch her with another man.
Lisa didn't know if it was the finger working her up noticing the sheet start to rise over Steve's dick as he told her his latest fantasy. It took no more than a moment before she was wet enough that his finger slipped deep inside her as his thumb brushed her clit. Her legs spread slightly, giving him more access for a deeper stroke. As he began to work the second finger in, sounds started coming from the other room, letting them know that their playtime was over, and it was back to being parents again.
This fantasy kept coming up over the period of a couple of months, and they both were trying to figure out ways of making it happen. Who would they have join them? Should they put out an ad? Would it be awkward? Most importantly, how would they know that the guy wouldn't be a creep?
Carl was a tall, black man who had been friends with Steve before they got their degrees. They didn't go to the same college, but they met about that time playing role playing games. And though they didn't work in the same industry or have many of the same hobbies, they were good friends and helped each other whenever possible.
One day, Carl came over to help build a play set for the kids in the back yard. He excused himself to go use the restroom. On his way there, the master bedroom door was open slightly and something caught Carl's eye.
First the first time, Carl saw Lisa naked. Well, mostly naked. She had a towel on her head as she got out of the shower. He saw her profile and enjoyed the sight of her large breasts with quarter sized nipples. As she turned and pulled the towel off her head, he also got a chance to admire her beautiful ass.
Unknown to Carl, Steve had looked down the hall and seen Carl standing there. He could see that Carl liked what he saw. Steve waited a moment or so, and moved from view before yelling out, "Are we going to get this thing built today or are you gonna jack off in the bathroom all morning?"
The yell had two effects. First, it woke Carl up enough out of his day dream to move forward to the guest restroom. Second, it made Lisa aware that the bedroom door was open a bit, and she swore she saw a shadow pass by the door.
Lisa moved to close the door when she heard the other restroom door close. She had an idea what had just happened. Carl, she believed, had seen her through the crack of the door. At first, she didn't know how she should feel. Some man, who wasn't her husband, just saw her naked. She was nervous and embarrassed at first. Then, mere moments later, she felt her body begin to tingle, and her clit throb slightly. She knew she was excited, and that if she thought she could get away with it, she would take care of her needs quickly before having to watch the kids in the yard. But time wasn't on her side, and she quickly got dressed and headed to the yard to watch the kids.
She watched as Steve and Carl worked in the warm sun, sweating and swearing as they realized how much work they had in front of them.
After four hours with plenty of breaks for lemonade, the play set was completed. Their shirts were plastered against their backs and chest, and after a few minutes of socializing, Carl made his goodbyes so that he could go home and jump into the shower.
That evening, after the kids went to bed, they sat on the couch and enjoyed the quiet of the house. As they sat there, Steve moved closer to Lisa and began kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear. Instantly, Lisa was relaxed. She had forgotten that her body had needs from earlier, but her memory was quickly coming back to her.
Steve reached his hand between her legs and gently pet her pussy through her clothing. "I think Carl saw you after you got out of the shower," Steve whispered. "And I am pretty sure he liked what he saw as he stood there for a while."
Lisa melted into the couch against Steve's hand. She was right. Carl was watching her as she got out of the shower. Carl wasn't unattractive. She just never thought of him in that light until today. She was fantasizing slightly when she realized that Steve was telling her how he would enjoy watching her with Carl. She was having the same idea.
Steve picked Lisa up and carried her to the bedroom. They kissed along the way there. He laid her on the bed, and removed her shorts and underwear, and began to eat her. Each time he came up for air, he would add comments and thoughts to what he would love to watch her do.
After Lisa came on his face a couple of times, Steve curled up in bed next to her as they hatched a plan to make this fantasy come true. Over the next couple of weeks, they installed "nanny-cam" type devices around the room and a web cam in the closet that was hidden by a two-way mirror. They had sex all over the room and recorded it on a computer Steve set up in the garage for the afternoon of the excitement and the next night, as their excitement built, he would show her where the best angles were and how beautiful she looked in what positions.
Once all the cameras were in place, Steve called Carl and asked that if he didn't have plans on Saturday to come over and help paint a couple of rooms in the house. He pointed out that the kids would be at grandmas and that Lisa would be helping.
Carl didn't want to spend his day off doing work around someone's house, especially after this week. However, every time he closed his eyes as of late, he would recall seeing Lisa standing there naked, and his shaft would start to stiffen. After hemming and hawing in his mind for a moment or two, Carl agreed and even offered to bring some refreshments.
Saturday morning, everything was in place. Lisa had to fend Steve off. She wanted Steve so worked up that after Carl left, he would continue fulfilling her needs. Steve had prepped the garage with food and snacks, hoping it would be a long time. Then made one last check of the computer and the cameras.
Deciding everything was a good, he then went to the living room and put a couple of cans of paint out so that their story had some credibility. When Carl pulled up, Steve ran to the bedroom and told Lisa. She turned on the shower water and let it run so that it would be heard. Steve invited Carl in and they sat and talked for a moment before going into the kitchen.
On queue, Steve's cell phone rang. "I have to take this," he said as he looked at his phone. He stepped into the dining room and talked into the phone. It was Lisa on the other end, calling as arranged. If Carl was listening in, he wouldn't be able to tell as Steve got into the role and started talking sternly into the phone and asking where certain people were, as he wasn't suppose to be on call this weekend.
Lisa, having a little bit of fun was telling Steve how she was about to get into the shower to get herself ready to fuck his best friend. How she always wondered about black men and how she hoped they all were, or at least in this case, Carl was as well-hung as they are rumored to be.
Steve was having a hard time hiding his smile. If he kept talking much longer, he would have to worry about hiding other things. He hung up the phone tersely and went into the kitchen.
"I can't believe this. The person on call caught the flu. His back up went to Vegas. I have to run to the office. I bet it is something that is just as simple as a reset. I should be back in about half an hour to forty-five minutes. You let Lisa know that I had to run to the office and I will be right back?" He didn't even wait for Carl to respond. He was in the driveway and in the car within a minute.
Carl didn't believe it. He could have slept in a little bit longer. Or at least hit the gym. "Well, might as well turn on the TV while I wait," he thought to himself. After the sound of the car leaving died down, Carl realized that he heard Lisa in the shower. He had a couple of minutes to figure out how he could see her naked again.
Lisa was in the shower, finding it hard to not run her finger up and down her slit or accidentally touch her throbbing clit. She was very excited as she slid the razor over her pussy lips, making sure that she was perfectly groomed before having Carl come in the room. And she had to wait a few minutes to make sure that Steve parked the car out of sight and make it back into the garage before his private show began. She didn't think she would be able to hold off too much longer.
Fortunately, she didn't have to. She shut the shower off and toweled her body dry, ensuring that she only gave a cursory swipe to her throbbing body parts as to not drive herself any crazier. She looked out the window for the sign that Steve was in the garage. The sign wasn't there, but Steve was. He looked up at her and smiled. Blowing her a kiss, he turned and went in to the garage through the side door.
She took the towel off her body and draped it over the bed. She took a deep breath. Then Lisa braced herself and screamed as if she saw a spider.
On instinct, Carl ran through the house to find out what made Lisa scream. He was in the doorway looking briefly at Lisa, then looking around the room. Lisa pretended to catch her breath and pointed to a corner and say that she saw a huge spider.
