Shortly after Garth left for work, I crossed the street to Emily's for morning coffee, gossip update.
Emily poured me a coffee as I took a seat at her kitchen table.
"Jerome came home very late again, needing a shower, stinking of sex, beer and her cheap perfume."
"I'm so sorry for you, Emily." I was reading the list of divorce demands that she composed for her lawyer.
"Kim, can you drive me around this morning, the lawyer has started drawing up the legal papers and I want that list included."
"I'll be happy to; have you thought about how and when you are going to serve Jerome?" I set my empty cup on the table, "do you think he'll be violent? Should Garth be with us? Maybe it would be best to serve him at work so there are others around?"
"You'd be there for me?" Emily sounded surprised as she refills my cup.
"Of course, why wouldn't I; we're friends aren't we."
After our coffee I took Emily to the lawyers; she was told the papers would be ready by 4 pm. We went for lunch then did some shopping, I took her to a lingerie shop, to get a sense of her promiscuous, to gauge her reaction to my sensual stories.
We returned for the divorce papers, while driving away from the lawyer's, I suggest, "Why don't you come to our house for supper, and we'll discuss with Garth how best to serve those to Jerome."
"You've done so much for me today, why not let me make you two supper."
It takes me a second to come up with a legitimate reason why I wanted her at our house, besides the fact I intend to try the recipe and have a threesome.
"I already have much of it prepared." As I pull into our driveway.
"Oh, all right." Emily smiles as she opens the car door. "I want a hug; you've been so good to me."
We meet at the back of the car; our embrace felt very good, almost intimate, I wanted desperately to kiss her, I had to restrain myself not to squeeze her ass. It seemed like the right time to make an erotic attempt; I didn't only because I knew what was to happen this evening. The way Emily held her head and the glint in her eye when we separated made me think she wanted to kiss me too.
"Come over around 6." I call as she's crossing the street.
I whisper to myself {'then we'll help you cum around 6:30 and again around 7, then we'll all cum together, hopefully you'll stay the night and keep cumming.'}
I unlock the door.
I was so aroused thinking about our threesome; my mind racing being so close to Emily and resisting my impulses to seduce her already. I immediately went to my bedroom, stripped, got the 'Steamy Stimulator' and over the next 1/2 hour used several toys, practicing for the upcoming threesome with Emily and Garth.
While prepping a salad for this evening's meal I discuss a plan with Garth as to how we'll seduce Emily.
Emily arrives in a basic cotton summer dress, her hair in a pony, holding out a bottle of wine to me.
"Oh, thank you Emily." I take the bottle, "You look lovely, doesn't she Garth?"
"Emily, I don't know why Jerome is looking elsewhere when he's got you to come home too." Garth kisses Emily's cheek.
"Oh, Garth that's so sweet, thank you."
Garth sits at the end of the table, Emily between us, on his left, my right.
"I already opened a bottle, maybe we'll want to open yours after supper, you don't have plans do you?"
"No, no one to go home to." Emily sighs.
Garth lifts his glass, "To becoming good friends." We clink glasses, and sip, about to set her glass down; I lift mine to Emily, my eyes locking onto hers, "and to discovering new relationships." We both take another gulp.
Garth speaks, "a new adventure leading to a happy, fulfilling future." We all touch glasses and take another drink. As per our scheme to get Emily a good amount of the dose as quickly as possible.
Emily had only just started eating and I speak. "Do you like this wine; would you prefer I uncork yours?"
As expected, she says, "No, this is fine," and takes another gulp.
As she's setting her goblet down, Garth lifts his and gestures to Emily, "Kim gets quite horny when she drinks wine. How about you Emily, what lowers your inhibitions?"
Emily blushes, "Not normally wine." Nervously she takes another sip. "But I'm feeling somewhat light headed already."
"So, if not wine," Garth presses, "what does?"
She held her glass to her lips. Shaking her head, refusing to respond; peering at me with a nervous expression.
"Maybe some salacious stories from your past, some make out memories?" Kim winks and holds up her wine.
{Emily's reactions are following our plan precisely, like we scripted it.}
Her glass is more than half empty, she resumes eating.
I can see it in her flushed face and chest, she's now constantly smiling, and fidgeting in her chair; her eyes are more glazed, sultry, as she looks lustfully at me.
I'm wishing to hasten the activities; sipping my wine, I reach over with my other hand and lift her wineglass for her to take, as soon as she takes the wine, I casually rest my hand on her thigh just above her knee.
"There's so many things that make me horny Emily, not just wine." I move my fingertips to her inner thigh, slowly roving higher taking the hem of her dress with me, so my fingers are on smooth bare flesh.
I lower my voice, and softly, barely more than a whisper, "Just thinking about sex makes me wet down there." I run my fingers a little higher.
Emily, blushing chugs the remainder of her wine, she gazes at me "I'm rather lightheaded, I don't know what's come over me, but I'm horny too."
I put my finger to her cheek and turn her head to maintain eye contact. "Emily, I so wanted to kiss you when we embraced this afternoon." I graze my thumb over her lips; my other fingertips rub her labia through her panties. "Emily, you have a profound sexual effect on me, you entice me; I masturbated this afternoon thinking of you."