David's Surprise
I have been engaging in extra-marital sex for over a year now, with the encouragement and support of my husband, John. If you have kept up with my escapades you know how we came to a point in our marriage where I would willingly have sex with friends and acquaintances, with the agreement and support of my husband. Initially it was at his suggestion we undertake this life style. He claimed to want it for reasons of his own. I was initially reluctant because I was concerned it might damage our relationship and our reputations if word got around. While I was curious and a little interested, I basically agreed to satisfy John. Now, I am not sure which of us derives the greatest satisfaction.
I always tried to make it clear to anyone I had sex with, that it was an accident, a one-time occurrence and it would not happen again. I have had occasion to see these men at social events afterward, and it has never been a problem, nor did they make more than a tepid effort to have a repeat. One afternoon when I was home and John was playing golf, a former "partner" who lived in town, called me. At first we just chatted and he asked if we had plans for later in the evening. I told him John had just left to play golf, but I was not aware of anything. There was a little small talk after that then he told me his wife was away for the afternoon, and asked me to come over. I told him I didn't think that was a good idea and I would get back to him later about our plans.
I called John at the club and caught him before his tee time, and told him of the call. We had previously agreed I would not see anyone more than once but he thought this might be a reasonable exception since David was a friend, and we both knew there was no chance of anything romantic happening between us.
"Look. I'm going to be here for the next four or five hours; and he said Nancy was away. I think it would be perfect. John asked.
I was thinking of the time David and I had been together; it was very exciting and erotic. He was a good lover, and when I recounted the events to John we both got excited, which let to great sex later.
"I'll give him a call later if I decide to take him up on his offer."
"Well, you do what you feel comfortable doing, you know I love you."
"I love you too....... If I go through with it, I'll be waiting for you at home, with all the details and some of the physical evidence as well." I said laughing.
"That's my girl. Love you." He said as he hung up.
I debated for a while, then finally called David and told him I would be over in a half hour or so.
I had been to David and Nancy's many times, but I felt it would be more exciting being away from home. The more I thought about it, the more I was looking forward to it.
I will admit alcohol plays a big part in my sex. I really don't know if I could have sex with anyone but John if I was not drinking. Fortunately I had been drinking pretty much since noon, and it was 2:30, so I was not far from being at a good level. I poured another large glass of wine and went upstairs to get ready.
I undressed and took a long hot shower. After showering I stood naked in the bathroom and began preparing for my meeting with David. I selected a light but sensuous perfume, some fragrant body powder. I looked at the hair covering my pussy, and took scissors and trimmed it a little shorter. Satisfied with my appearance I finished off the wine with a final gulp.
For the first time I didn't have to dress in a manner designed to seduce. All I had to do now was wear something that allowed easy access, and rapid removal. It could still be a little sexy. I decided on a thin cotton sundress with spaghetti straps. No bra or panties. I put on a pair of "fuck-me" white 3" heels with tie straps that wrapped around my ankles.
Before leaving the house I got me a go cup of wine, got in the car and headed to my rendezvous with David.
David met me at the door, gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and escorted me to the back of the house to their screened in porch. Even though it was in the high 80's the porch was probably 10 degrees cooler. We sat at the patio table and talked for a while.
Noticing my glass was empty David got up, went to the kitchen and brought a bottle of chilled Chardonnay, and filled my glass. As he stood there filling my glass his eyes were fixed on the gap in the top of my dress, and the nearly unobstructed view of my tits. As he finished filling my glass he bent down and kissed me on the cheek, and then on the neck.
"I am glad you decided to come."
I looked up with a smile.
He bent down and gave me a brief kiss on the lips, which really felt good.
He sat the bottle on the table, and took a seat across from me.
"You look great." He said.
"Thanks." I replied.
He sat there running his eyes over me, finally stopping at my legs.
"Do you like the feeling of not wearing panties?" he asked.
"How do you know I'm not?"
"Spread you legs."
I sat my wine on the table, and slowly uncrossed my legs. As I spread my legs slightly, I raised my skirt to the middle of my thighs. I parted my legs just enough for him to see he was right.
"You are so fuckin' sexy. I can hardly keep from touching you every time I see you." He said as he reached down to adjust the growing bulge in his shorts.
I crossed my legs again, picked up my glass of wine and took another sip. Greatly pleased with my performance and the effect it was having on David I smiled as I took another sip of my wine.
He picked up his gin and tonic, killed it with one final gulp, stood up and extended his hand to me. In addition to a bulge, there was a wet spot clearly visible on his khaki shorts.
Looking at the spot on his short I said. "Looks like I'm not the only one without underwear."
He glanced down, and look at me and said; "Just looking at you does that to me."
I took his hand and stood as he led me back into the house. We went upstairs to their bedroom. It was a large room, with several doors leading to closets, bathrooms, and hallways. They had a king-sized bed; the covers had been pulled back exposing fresh clean sheets. The room had several windows, but the blinds and curtains had been drawn, and had it not been for a table lamp nearby, it would have been difficult to see the layout of the room.
Closing the door behind us, he caught my arm and as I turned he took me in his arm and kissed me. A long deep kiss. The kiss stirred feeling in my pussy. Soon I was pressing my tits into his chest as he ran his hands under my skirt and over my bare ass.