We decided to take in a baseball game at Chase Stadium. We were on the way home when we ran into a family friend. He asked our plans and we told him about the ball game. He said he had no plans for the evening and ask if we minded if he tagged along. My husband advised Cole to get showered up and meet us at our house then we would ride together. Cole is a lean cut, attractive single young man ten years younger than we are, and the cute and quite type. Cole is the kind of person that you don't mind just hanging around. So off we go to the ball park, a hot summer night in the mid 100's. I was wearing a cotton baseball jersey and a pair of loose fitting shorts typical of the season. Because the day had been so warm, I slid into a sports bra with a matching T back for the comfort of the evening.
As we arrived at the park, Scott dropped me and Cole to get tickets while he parked the truck. Nothing unusual at all! Scott met us at the gates and we stopped at the refreshment stand to get a cold beer. As we walked away from the cashier, Cole grabbed my hand to sort of guide me thru the crowd, and it seemed like he held on to it forever, and I was shocked to find that I liked the attention. We sat in the stands and watched the game, with Scott sitting to aisle side of me and Cole on the other. Cole went to light a cigarette and discovered he had misplaced his lighter and ask to borrow mine. I have a habit of placing my lighter inside my pack and kind of holding them between my legs. Scott went to get us another beer and Cole sort of reached between my legs to replace the lighter and my cigarette pack slid back between my legs and rubbed my sweet spot.
I was both startled and confusingly surprised by his actions. Scott came back with the drinks and we sat thru another couple of innings and the same thing happened again, only this time I didn't flinch when Cole reached between my legs to get the lighter. I looked at him as if to say, "Okay, I'm loving this," and I think he read my body language. This went on for the rest of the game; drinking beer and me, Scott and Cole just laughing and having fun. I was enjoying the attention and Scott didn't seem to be getting upset by what was now becoming a steady habit of Cole reaching between my legs, and some times to my surprise, digging pretty deep. After the game, we stopped and picked up a six pack for home because it was only 10:00 o'clock and nobody wanted the evening to end, especially me who was enjoying the attention.
Scott went in to get the beer and Cole and I were still in the car when he reached for the lighter again, only this time there was a more deliberate act to test the waters. Scott and I have been married ten years and things like this have happened before, but not with Cole. Sure we talked about fantasies, but never had made any plans or anything like that which included him. We were all pretty drunk and went back to our place. Once there, I went in the bedroom to change out of my clothes and get my now wet panties off. I put on a fresh thong and a long T-shirt figuring that the evening was pretty much over. When I entered the family room, Scott was on the sofa and Cole was in the kitchen. I sat down on the love seat across from Scott and Cole came in with beers for all. He handed Scott one and then walked over and handed me one, and to my surprise he sat down beside me.
Not just beside me but very close beside me! Scott looked over at us but didn't seem to mind. Now I'm really confused and excited at the same time. I couldn't help myself, I was wet, and just having him beside made me even hotter. A few more beers and laughs and we are pretty shot now. Cole looked as though he was going down for the count and leaned over and put his head on my shoulder. I don't know what came over me, but I adjusted so he could put his head in my lap. I was so wet that he had to sense it. So we just sat there and Scott finally said it's time to hit the sack and got up to clean up the bottles. Cole held on to my leg and I didn't want to let go, but I knew that it had to end. Cole was in no shape to drive, so I put some pillows and a blanket out and tucked him in. He softly held my hand, and for some reason I bent over and gave him a little kiss on the cheek as to say thanks for the great evening.
Scott and I went in and climbed in bed. He said that he had noticed the extra attention that Cole and I were so obviously giving each other and asked me what I was doing. I told him that it was just the moment and things got a little more than I expected. He asked if that was all or was there something I wanted to tell him. I said that it was just fun having the attention from two men and that's all there was to it. Is that all he asked. I said that it was a good feeling for a woman my age (34) to have a younger man show some affection.
Scott said, "Well if that's what it is, why don't you go out there and see what Cole had on his mind?"
I was curious yet dumbfounded and said I wouldn't know what to do.
Scott said, "Just go out there and check on him and see if he is still awake. Sit down and talk a little, if he is interested, he will let you know!"
I said, "What do I do if he is interested, see if he wants to come in the bedroom with us?"
Scott knew that my favorite fantasy is to sleep with two men. Well I knew Cole was more than interested, so I got up, my thong was soaked now, and I was trembling as I walked from the bedroom to the family room. The room was dark with just the moon light shinning thru the window. I sat down on the sofa next to Cole and he put his hand on my leg. I was so excited and nervous; I thought that I was going to come out of my skin. He asked what was on my mind, and I told him that if wanted to come to the bedroom it was okay with Scott. I took Cole by the hand and pulled ever so softly, and he followed like a puppy dog. We walked into the bedroom and climbed into bed, me in the middle. Scott started us off by pulling my T-shirt over my head and pulling my breast out for the world to see. Scott started sucking on my left nipple and Cole started on the right.
I was in heaven just laying there not knowing what to do next, when all of a sudden Cole went down my stomach, and when he got to my belly, he pulled softy on my thong and I lifted my hips to help him get it off. I was surprised at myself, but I figured there was no turning back now. In an instant his tongue was inside me licking and sucking on my dripping pussy. Scott was working on my breast and I was rubbing his cock. Next thing I knew, I was sucking Scott's cock and Cole was licking me like crazy and I was cumming one orgasm after another. I could taste Scott's pre-cum in my mouth as I sucked him for all I could. He came in a gush in my mouth and I swallowed all of it with out wasting a drop. As if they knew what to do with out saying, they both slowly worked up one side of my body and down the other until I now had Cole's cock all the way down my throat.
He wasn't as big as Scott and that made it easier for me to eat his whole cock. I'm not bragging, but Cole got the best blow job he ever had in his life. I still had the taste of my husband in my mouth and Cole was dripping sweet tastes of his pre-cum in my mouth. They both had a taste of their own, and I was sucking Cole for all I could give him. They switched back and forth two more times until we were all ready for a break. Everyone had worked off some the beer's effects and we weren't ready to sleep yet. In one swift motion I grabbed his hard cock; the pre-cum glistened in the moon-light, from the top of his cock head. My fingers, entwined around his shaft, from the base I began the stroke of a woman who had done this before. Cole traced his hands, from the knee, to the mid-thigh, and then disappeared between my legs.
