Thanks to lovesexandmore for helping to edit this story.
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The two families had been friends since their kids met in elementary school. It started with school events and playdates, then scouts, then turned into family dinners and even weekends away together. The husbands liked each other quite a bit, and the wives also. They were a nice quartet.
One night the men went out for a night at the bar, so the wives got together at home. Charlene and Emily really liked each other, but had never gotten really personal until this particular evening. Maybe it was the wine working. Emily asked Charlene, "So Charlene. How's your love life?"
Charlene replied, "What? Fine, I guess," feeling like the question seemingly came out of the blue. She was a private person and was not very comfortable sharing intimate details, no matter how close she and Emily were.
Emily followed up. "I mean, are you satisfied with William?"
For some reason Charlene felt comfortable this time. She trusted Emily. "Well actually, it's really good. William and I are very happy with each other."
"Does it have anything to do with William's big 'package'?"
"What? What package?"
Emily snorted. "Oh, come on. You know what a package is. The size of his stuff. I've seen him in a swimsuit. It looks like William is pretty well-endowed."
Charlene felt a little jealous now. "Really? You've been checking out my husband?"
"Remember when the families went to the beach? After lunch William fell asleep and got an erection. I happened to notice it, and I was like, wow. It looks big. So, is it?" She ended.
"Oh my god." Charlene was just not used to talking this explicitly. But she realized she trusted Emily so she took the plunge.
"Well, okay. Yes. It's big. William has a big dick." Charlene was blushing.
Emily's eyes bulged and her mouth opened. "Really? I knew it! How big is it?"
"I mean, we've never measured it. But I can grab it with both hands, and still the head sticks out past my hands. And it's pretty big around too."
"Wow! So....what's it like having sex with a well-endowed man?" Emily had always been curious about big guys and had never known one.
"Emily, this is weird. I don't want to talk about it."
"Oh come on, Charlene. We're friends. I promise I won't tell anyone. It's just between us girls. I'm just curious. Glen is pretty average in that department."
Emily decided, in for a penny, in for a pound. "Actually our sex life is pretty awesome. At first I was intimidated by him. I mean, that thing is scary big. But, come on. I ended up marrying him. At this point I'm adjusted to it. Our sex life is very satisfying. It's not just the penis, but everything. He's a pretty amazing lover."
"Really? Tell me more."
"He's very attentive to me. He puts me first. And he lasts forever. It's like the reverse of premature ejaculation. He has great stamina. And also, now, this is just between you and me. Our sex life is not just screwing. We're both into oral sex. Both of us are kind of expert at pleasing the other, if you know what I mean. So yeah, we have a great time in bed. He treats me like a queen and I think he's happy too."
She was silent for a minute. "I can't believe we're talking about this." Charlene was still embarrassed.
Emily slumped her shoulders. She thought about her humdrum sex life with Glen. She loved him in many ways, but the sex was just so-so. She hadn't had a good strong orgasm in a couple of years.
Charlene said, "What's wrong?"
"I'm jealous. You guys seem so happy and we're just blah. And now with my birthday coming up, I'm sort of taking stock of where I am at 50. The sex is just part of it. You know, like what I've done with my life, what's next. All that stuff."
"Oh, come on. You guys seem really happy. There's more to life than just sex. It can't be that bad, can it? Glen is a great guy. I really like him and so does William. And he's a great dad. I see you guys as the perfect couple."
"Yeah, but you aren't sleeping with him. Our sex life is OK but I wish it were more. I guess I'm just hornier than he is. Just once I'd like to find out what really satisfying sex is. And to be honest, I kind of have a secret fantasy about being with a well-hung guy."
They were silent. Emily indulged her fantasy, only now it had a face. William's face. Who apparently was also quite the lover.
Emily perked up with an idea. She lowered her voice, leaned forward to Charlene, and spoke conspiratorially. "Do you think I could have a night with William for my 50
th
birthday?"
Charlene had thought long and hard about how to broach the subject with William. One night after dinner, she brought it up.
"William. Do you like Emily?"
"What?" William said. "Of course I like Emily. We've been friends with them for years. Why?"
"I mean, do you LIKE like Emily?"
William had to consider his answer carefully. This could go badly if he admitted that he had fantasized about having sex with Emily. She had some great tits, and he'd seen enough of her to know he could really get into those curves.
"Well, sure. She's cute. Not as cute as you, though." He figured that was important to mention. Besides, he meant it. William was really attracted to his wife.
"Do you think you could ever sleep with her?"
"What kind of question is that?"
"Well, let's say Glen and I died in a car crash but you two were left. Do you think you could become a couple?"
"Wow. I don't know how to answer that. I mean, yeah I suppose. But I don't want to imagine you two being dead. This is weird. What brought this up?"
"So here's the deal. Emily wants to sleep with you one time, for a 50
th
birthday present. I had told her what a great lover you were, and one thing led to another, and we agreed that it might be worth a try asking you."
"What? Wild! You were talking about our private sex life with Emily?"
"Yeah. We were a little drunk on wine that night you guys went out, and she kind of pried it out of me. She asked me if you had a big dick. I guess she saw it that time at the beach. I said, yeah, it's big, and also that you're a fantastic lover, and everything. Well, not EVERYTHING. But the highlights. I mean, Honey, you're more than just your size. You please me so well. You know you're a stud, you have to admit that."
William responded to the flattery. "Aw gee, Honey, thanks. Yeah I guess I am pretty good. But so are you. I mean you really turn me on and, well...." His thoughts drifted off. He realized that it felt great being talked about that way behind his back. What else did those girls talk about? All this talk about sex was getting him horny.
Charlene said, "Let me see if I can convince you to sleep with our friend Emily." She reached for his crotch.
William and Emily were alone in a nice suite at the Fairmont. A story had been made up for Glen, so they had the whole night. Both of them felt nervous, knowing what had been promised. They were drinking from the mini-bar and making small talk.
Emily finally broached the subject. "You know, William, you don't have to do this if you don't want. Are you uncomfortable?"
"A little. I mean, this is weird. I am friends with you, and I don't want this to affect our relationship, or you and Charlene, or me and Glen, and all that. There's a lot of risk involved."
Emily said, "I have not told Glen a thing. This is a total secret. It would just kill him if he knew I slept with you. And you need to do the same. But we need to agree that either of us can say no or stop at any time, and there will be no hard feelings or repercussions. We are adults and we're going to remain friends, no matter what. I like you, William, as a friend. I just want to see if I like you as a lover. And it's my special 50
th
birthday present." She smiled coyly.