Desperately Seeing Dan

Ken and Beth were the quintessential normal married couple. Married at 21, they were both from the same small town, they both shared common interests. They were best friends, shared everything, and were very open with each other. They worked hard, made enough money to live comfortably and grew closer over the years. By the time they were in their mid 30s, they were settled with the idea they would always be together.

Part of what kept them comfortably together was they had a fantastic sex life. Despite being fairly inexperienced before getting married, they had a knack for communicating and sharing their desires, and that led to a fun and somewhat adventurous sex life. Nothing too crazy - sex in public places, watching porn together, that kind of thing.

Even after 15 years of marriage, Beth was still in great shape and enjoyed dressing up, and occasionally, dressing up sexy. They discovered that when they went to parties and Beth dressed up sexy, they both enjoyed the attention she would get. Ken liked seeing other men appreciate his wife, and Beth liked seeing Ken noticing the attention. And when they got home after the party, the sex was always wild and passionate.

But while Beth liked the attention of other men and Ken enjoyed watching that attention, neither one of them even had a thought about the idea of it being anything more than attention.

All that changed after they took a summer vacation to a little beach town several hours away from their home. After spending a long day basking in the sun, they found a little hole in the wall bar and settled in for a few drinks. After Beth got a few glasses of wine in her, she challenged Ken to a little 8-ball at the only pool table at the bar.

But just as they were moving to the table, two guys from the other end of the bar made the same move, and they arrived at the same time. When they realized that Ken and Beth had intentions on the table they politely stepped back. But Beth had a few drinks in her and was in full friendly mode.

"Hey, how 'bout we take you guys on in a doubles match?" Beth said.

The guys grinned at each other, shrugged and nodded their assent.

The guys introduced themselves as Rick and Dan, and the four set in to playing a doubles 8 ball match. Rick and Dan were probably ten years younger, and very fit and good looking, and as it turns out they were quite a bit better at pool than both Ken and Beth. They pretty much wiped the table two games in a row before Ken and Beth could even make a shot. All four were having a good time, laughing and having fun.

"Hey, how about if we change partners?" said Dan. "I'll take Beth."

"Change partners?" said Ken laughing. "I don't think Rick is my type."

Dan laughed. "Well I was talking about pool, but I would gladly trade my date for your lovely wife."

Beth blushed and played along. "I'll change partners for a while but I have to go home with him eventually."

They all shared the laugh and set about to playing with the new partner alignment, which made for more interesting competition. Now that Beth was on Dan's team, they ended up standing together during the other team's turn and talking a lot more. Dan was paying Beth quite a few compliments, from making a good shot to her golden tan. Beth was still knocking back the drinks and was very much enjoying the attention.

Each time Beth or Dan made a shot, they would high five, and eventually the celebration grew to include a hip bump. Sometimes the hands would linger on the high five, or Dan would give her a soft pat on the back, and Beth couldn't help but feel a little thrill.

Meanwhile Ken was also noticing all the contact between the younger man and his wife, and while he couldn't exactly pin down why, it was giving him a little thrill too. For some odd reason he wasn't at all jealous, and was looking forward to their friendly contact. He made it clear with jokes and smiles that he didn't mind their playfulness, and at times he deliberately turned away so Dan might be bolder.

As the games and the drinks went on, the interaction and contact increased. At one point Dan was standing behind her helping Beth line up a shot, and from where Ken was standing on the other side of the table he couldn't help but wonder if Dan wasn't coming in full groin to ass contact with his wife. He also couldn't help but notice that Beth was taking her time getting the shot lined up, extending the time that they were in contact. When she finally took the shot she missed badly and he had to catch her to keep her from losing her balance, and that ended up with a quick, friendly embrace. Ken clapped his hands to show his appreciation, and he couldn't help but notice that Dan got flushed and maybe even had the signs of an erection in his shorts.

As the games continued, the bar crowd began to thin, until the four of them were pretty much the only ones in the bar. With each game, the playfulness between his wife and Dan increased, and it struck Ken at one point that if someone had walked into the bar and didn't know better, they would assume that Beth and Dan were a couple.

None of it was overtly sexual, it was just friendly and somewhat suggestive. A hand lingering on her hip, or Beth jokingly pinching his cheek or slapping his ass when he missed a shot. It was all innocent, and they were both enjoying the fun.

Rick was just knocking the eight ball in for the win when the bartender came by to give them a heads up that it was last call. The fun night had flown by.

"Hey, we probably still have time for one more game, why don't we bet a dollar on this last game," Dan said.

Ken made an exaggerated show out of putting a dollar down on the table and said "You're on!"

They laughed and ordered a last round of drinks, and Beth announced she would have to pee to make it to a last game. She walked over to Ken and gave him a quick hug.

"You doin' ok?" she whispered.

"Having a great time," he said. "By the way, you look incredibly sexy tonight."

She grinned as she checked her look in the mirror. She did look good, dressed in cutoff jeans, flip flops and a black silk top.

"By the way, when you lean over the table to make a shot, we can all see right down your shirt," grinned Ken.

Beth was genuinely surprised, and she realized that he was right. Not only was her loose fitting shirt buttoned down pretty low, but she had on a sheer see through bra, so without realizing it she had been showing off her chest. "Oops," she grinned, and she started to button the lowest button, but then Ken stopped her.

"I don't mind," said Ken with a wink. "And I'm pretty sure Dan and Rick don't mind either."

Beth feigned outrage and patted him on the ass. "You are so bad," she said as she walked to the ladies room.

When she came back out a moment later, Ken was pretty sure that her shirt was open even more than it was before.

"Who's breaking?" said Rick as he set up the balls in the rack.

"Ladies first!" said Beth as she strode over to the far side of the table. Beth was lined up for the break on one end of the table, and all three guys were on the other side. Beth looked at Ken and grinned mischievously as she bent down over the table, her shirt opening up to show her sexy bra underneath. His stomach swooned as he realized she was deliberately showing off now. She cracked the break like a pro, and all three cheered. Maybe for the break, maybe for the show.

Maybe it was because it was the last game, maybe it was because the drink counts had gotten high, maybe it was because it was closing time, but the playfulness hit high gear. Dan was "helping" Beth to line up nearly every shot, Beth couldn't keep her hands off Dan, and the celebrations on good shots was getting downright gropy.

At one point Dan had an awkward shot that required him to reach way over the table, a shot that normally would require a bridge cue, but the bar didn't have. Beth stepped in for the rescue, putting her fist on the table for Dan, so Dan could set the cue on her knuckles while lining up the shot. As Dan pulled the cue slowly back and forth over her knuckles, the obvious symbol of a long, hard stick rubbing up against her hand hit all four of them at once, and when Rick started snickering the rest of them couldn't help it and burst out laughing. Dan nearly dropped the stick he was laughing so hard.

"Get back here and finish the job," laughed Beth.

This time when Dan set the pool cue on her knuckles, Beth slipped a finger over the top, leading to more hysterical laughter. Then Dan put the base of the stick up against his groin and pushed his hips back and forth, so now it looked like he had a five foot long cock and was sliding it in and out of Beth's hand. Everybody died laughing at that for a while, and then finally they settled down and took the shot for real, and they somehow nearly made the shot.

Rick had the next shot, and as he surveyed the table looking for options, Ken was watching Dan and Beth on the other side of the table. She was standing slightly in front of him, they were still laughing about the previous shot but were well out of earshot for Ken to hear. In the dark and alcohol fueled haze of the bar, Ken's vision began to play tricks on him, or maybe he was playing tricks on himself. In his vision, Dan and Beth were suddenly naked, and she was reaching back and had her hand poised over his cock, which was huge. Then he was leaning down, and she was leaning up, and they were kissing and his hands were groping her all over as she stroked her hand up and down his massive hard cock.

"What do you think?" he heard Rick say, and he was jolted out of the fantasy.

"Uh, whatever you think," he said.

Rick looked at him oddly and then lined up the shot. He managed to hit that one in and the next three, and had a shot at the eight ball but missed.

Now it was Beth's turn, and she was facing some pressure. Her team still had three balls and the eight ball left, and of the four she was the weakest player even when she wasn't drunk. Somehow, with the close physical guidance of Dan, she managed to knock in all three balls and had just the eight ball left, but she whiffed the chance to win it. Then it was Ken's shot to win, but he missed as well.

Now it was Dan's turn to win the match, but he had a ridiculous angle to shoot for.

"You're never going to hit that shot," Beth said.

"Yeah, you're right, you are never going to hit that shot," Rick joshed.

"I bet I can hit it," said Dan.

"I bet you can't," said Ken.

"I'll tell you what, if I miss this shot I will walk out of this bar with nothing but my boxers on," Dan said. "But if I make the shot, I get to kiss your lovely wife good night."

All four players let that moment hang in the air. Ken looked at Beth, who was looking back at Ken. Dan held his breath, as Rick looked at Dan like he had lost his mind. It was definitely a calculated risk, a risk that Ken might take offense and turn a friendly wager into a drunken brawl. Or that Beth would be offended and make a scene.

Then Ken grinned. "You're never gonna make that shot," he said. "It's a bet."

Beth wasn't sure how to react, but with her husband going along she figured what the hell, it was just an innocent kiss, and it was in public, and in front of her husband. In her heart, which was beating rapidly, she couldn't help but root for Dan to hit the shot. Ken was thinking the same thing.

Dan took his time, carefully checking the angle of the shot. Finally he set up and hit the cue ball as hard as he possibly could, and somehow he managed to catch the very edge of the eight ball and sent it moving, barely moving, towards the pocket, and it moved with all the speed of a snail toward the hole, inching up until it was right on the edge of the hole, and just when it looked like it was going to run out of steam, it dropped into the pocket.

Dan raised the cue in victory as Beth shrieked and everyone else cheered, but the cue ball was still moving. He had to hit it so hard it was still bounding about the table, and almost like a slow motion replay, it ended up on a long, slow roll back to the same hole the eight ball had gone into, and as Dan yelled in agony, it dropped in for a scratch, meaning the shot had failed and Dan had lost the bet.

Now all four were cheering and laughing and high fiving, it was a perfect way to end a fun match. Of course, for Dan, losing the bet meant he was going to leave the bar with only his boxers on, and true to his word, he took off his shorts and his shirt and carried them out of the bar as the four of them walked out.

When they got outside the bar, they stood for a few minutes chatting about what a good time they had, and Beth took the time to hug both Rick and Dan, who was still dressed in just boxers. As she hugged him, she couldn't help but notice he cut a pretty fine, firm figure half naked in the moonlight of the bar parking lot.

"We might've lost the bet, but I have to hand it to you, you were a mighty fine partner," Beth said. Then she leaned in and gave Dan a warm kiss, and it was even better than she had imagined. Watching it, Ken had the same thought.

Ken and Beth got into their car and didn't say a word on their way back to the hotel. They didn't say a word in the lobby, or in the elevator, or as they opened the door. But after they walked into the room, they turned to each other and like hungry tigers, they pounced on each other, ripping clothes off as they stumbled around the room towards the bed. Ken had been hard for the last half hour, and Beth had been wet even longer, so when he plunged his cock into her they were both more than ready. They rolled around the bed in a rapture, moaning and thrusting like high school students, and they both quickly orgasmed and collapsed on the bed. Ken was hard again within minutes though, triggered by memories at the bar, and he fucked her in every position in every way every how. They were both cognizant of the fact that they had been incredibly turned on by Beth's playfulness with Dan, and neither needed to even mention it.

When Ken came the second time, he was visualizing Beth bending over the pool table with Dan's dick buried deep inside her. When Beth came the third time, she was having a fantasy about taking Dan's cock in her mouth.

They passed out on the bed and slept a few hours, but both of them woke up having dreams about Dan screwing Beth, and they had sex again in the dark. The next morning they had sex in the shower, with Ken taking her from behind. She closed her eyes and imagined it was Dan. He closed his eyes and imagined that she was imagining it was Dan. They both imagined that Dan was imagining being there. Dan probably was somewhere imagining that he was there.

Physically spent but still distracted from the previous night's events, they staggered down to breakfast and settled in at a table. After a long awkward silence, Ken spoke up.

"Wow, so that was really something eh?" he said.

"Mmm, yes it was," said Beth.

"I don't know about you, but I got kinda turned on watching you with Dan last night," Ken said.

"Well I hope I didn't do anything wrong," Beth said. "I was kinda drunk, and well, I got a little crazy."

Ken smiled at her. "Listen, you didn't do anything wrong, I have to admit, it was really hot watching you two together. And I didn't mind at ALL. Both those guys thought you were hot."

Beth grinned and nodded. "I sensed that you all liked it," she said. "It was kind of a turn on to have young guys flirting with me like that, but it was even more of a turn on to see you watching. We both know it wasn't going anywhere, but it was still a huge turn on."

Ken took a long, slow sip of coffee. Just thinking about it, he was getting hard again. "Yes, it was definitely a turn on," he said. "A huge turn on."

For the next several weeks after that vacation, their sex life was off the charts. Both of them spent their days thinking about that night, and fantasizing about other things happening with Dan. By the time they got home they were super horny, and they took it out on each other.

"Dan" had also become a running joke for both of them. If Beth called to say she had to work a little late, Ken would chide her that Dan must be there. If Ken called to say he had to work late, Beth would say "take your time, Dan is here and he will keep me company." It was a joke, but just the thought of that would send Ken into a state, and by the time he got home he was practically losing it in his pants.

While neither would admit it, the joking and teasing had kept the memory of that night alive to the point where it had become an obsession. Both of them had fantasies involving Dan, but they did not share them with their partner. Which was ironic, because if they had told each other, it was pretty much the same fantasy. Dan, fucking Beth's brains out, while Ken watched. It was clearly a fantasy for both of them, and not something they WANTED to happen. Yet.

But as time went on, the mythical Dan figure began working his way into the bedroom.

One night when Ken and Beth were having some foreplay fun with a card game they liked to play, Ken drew a card that instructed him to blindfold his partner. After he had blindfolded her, he got the idea to bring Dan into the fun. He tied her arms loosely up to the bedposts so she couldn't move.

"Ok Beth, now that you can't see or move, I wanted to let you know about a little surprise I planned for the night. I invited our old friend Dan to come by and see you, he has been wanting to visit with you ever since our pool game."

Beth tensed up just a bit as the words sank in, but she quickly realized that Ken was just toying with her, and she giggled. "Oooh, I can't wait," she said.

Ken got up from the bed and walked over to the door, opening it up loudly and inviting Dan to come in and join them.

"Hey Dan, good to see you, glad you could make it," he said. "You remember Beth, she has been dying to see you again."

Beth waved her loose fingers toward him and grinned.

"So Dan, I think that Beth would really like to take things to the next level with you," he said. "Why don't you put your hand on her leg and caress her thigh."

Beth felt a hand come down on her thigh, and she felt her heart beat a little faster as she visualized Dan sitting there on the bed, looking at her naked, tied up body.

"I think that Beth would like it if you touched her pussy," he said. "Would you like that, Beth?"

Beth licked her lips and tried to calm her beating heart. She nodded slowly, and then she felt the hand moving up her thigh and lightly tickling over her wet pussy. She took a deep breath and tried to settle herself, but she was being overcome by this game.

"I think Beth felt your cock when you were playing pool, when he was helping you line up shots, isn't that right Beth?" Ken asked.

Beth was feeling a little vulnerable now, and afraid of saying the wrong thing, but she was so hot right now she couldn't stop herself. "Yes Dan, I felt your hard cock," she said slowly.

"Did you like feeling Dan's hard cock?" Ken prodded.

She hesitated and visualized Dan standing behind her in the bar, his hands wrapped around her holding the pool cue. "Yes," she rasped. "I LOVED feeling your hard cock."

"I wonder if Beth would want that hard cock in her mouth right now," Ken said.

Beth licked her lips and moaned. "Oh yes, I want that cock in my mouth right now."

But Ken teased her with it at first. "I think Dan just wants you to kiss it and lick it right now," he said.

Beth did as she was told, licking and kissing the cock put in front of her. "Oh Dan," she said. "I love to lick your cock."

Beth didn't care that cock felt like Ken's. She didn't care that it tasted like Ken's. All she cared about was that in her mind, she was taking that fine young cock in her mouth, while her husband watched.