It had been a dreadful marriage. At 35 he had an 121 year old son and a wife who really wanted nothing to do with him. They had once been close, maybe they had five good years, then five ordinary years then the last five, well, they were best forgotten.
Bob buried himself into his work, the sales manager for an engineering firm, and his main activity outside work was taking his son Jack to basketball training and his Saturday games.
Bob kept himself to himself in the basketball community, avoiding having to answer any questions about his wife and why they were never seen together. Liz did take Jack to an occasional game or to training if Bob was away, but basketball was really a father and son activity.
Jack was a reasonably good player and at the trails, was picked to play for the district team meaning he would be playing away games at venues up to 80 miles away. Bob took him to the weekly training sessions where he hoped to remain unnoticed but the team manager had other ideas, making a point of introducing the parents to each other to promote car pooling for away games.
Jack quickly became friends with Sean whose parents, Jason and Trish, Bob hadn't previously met. Jack asked Bob if they could go with Sean to the first away game so reluctantly Bob talked with Jason about the idea. It seemed that Trish went to all the games too, and they started to take it in turns to drive to away fixtures.
It didn't take long for Trish to ask about Liz; Jack spoke about her but Trish wondered why Liz wasn't around. She suggested that Liz go with them for the next game, giving Bob a night off. It turned out to be a poor decision on her behalf, the journey up and back was a disaster. Trish vowed she would never go to a game with Liz again.
At the next training session, Trish asked Bob about her, insisting she got the truth. Bob levelled with her and told Trish the story. That night, disappointed for her new friend, Trish shared the story with Jason. "Do you think he might be interested?" she asked.
"What, to join us to fulfil your fantasy?"
"Yeah, he's a good looking guy, quite athletic and I'm damn sure he's as horny as hell. Five years without sex, he'd explode wouldn't he?"
Jason laughed, then questioned Liz; "How do we actually ask someone to join us in bed? Have you worked that one out?"
"I have wondered about that, not exactly an everyday question is it? I'll think about it. Now, do you want to fuck me, I'm really wet..."
Soon her pussy was filled with Jason's cum, she happily drifted off to sleep wondering how they would ask Bob to join them.
The following morning Trish explained her solution to Jason. "It's really simple Jase, just tell Bob that we have a fantasy about having another guy in bed with us and we'd like it to be him. He will either say Yes or No; my bet is he'll say yes, most guys would, wouldn't they? I mean, give a healthy guy the opportunity to fuck another guy's wife without recourse, who would refuse?"
The next two games were away fixtures so the plan was to ask Bob this week, then find a way to have Liz take both the boys to the following game, leaving them to play their own indoor ball game.
During the half-time break in that week's game, Jason took Bob for a coffee and popped the question. "Bob, you like Trish don't you?'
"Sure, why?"
"Do you think she's sexy?"
"Christ, why are you asking me this? Has she accused me of flirting, am I in trouble?"
"No! Far from it in fact. Trish has had a fantasy for ages about having another guy bed with us..."
Bob interrupted "And you want it to be me? You're asking me to have a threesome with you?"
"True."
"Blow me down with a feather mate, fuck, what a decision to have to make."
"So?"
"When, how?"
"We tell Liz that we can't go to next week's game and that the boys would both like her to watch them play; she's only been to one game this season. I figure they will be away from about 5.30 until around 9, gives us plenty of time. You come to our place for a meal after she's gone, we have some fun, you go home in time for them coming back. Simple. Trish is very excited about this, it's her idea as much as mine."
Bob didn't want to seem too excited but it was a no-brainer. "Ok, let's do it."
That evening, Trish put the plan in place by asking Jack if he would like his mum to take him to next week's game. Jack bought the idea and asked Liz about it. She called Trish to check and the two of them made the arrangements. Bob started to get excited.
At 6 on Saturday afternoon he knocked on Jason's front door. He was decidedly nervous, wondering if this was a mistake? Trish answered the door, she was wearing a strappy red top and a short white skirt, her hair down and nice makeup. "Hi Bob, hope you're looking forward to this? Dinner's ready. Come and eat."
She sat at the end of the dining table, Bob to her left, Jason to her right. Her left hand kept finding Bob's leg, moving slowly higher and higher towards his groin. She was laughing, full of fun and sexual energy. She took Bob's hand and slid it up her left leg, inside her skirt but not quite to the top. She was clearly enjoying herself.
"Bet I know what's going on in your head right now Bob" joked Jason. "What colour panties is she wearing, is her pussy shaved, does she like to suck cock, can she suck, what does she taste like?"
