Author's note: As you may have noted from my previous posts, the stories I am submitting are true (with a little embellishment here and there) and are the stories of friends of mine. This is no exception, the characters in this story are my best friend Kimberly, her husband Roger, and myself. This is especially exciting to me since it is a story where I have had ample opportunity to talk with each of the characters to get their viewpoint AND, it only happened two weeks ago. Yes, two weeks ago so it is very fresh in everyone's mind and there will probably be follow-ups to this story later as more things happen.
All three of us have had a hand in the editing so the accuracy of the details can be assured. We are all still excited about the weekend, and look forward to your comments! Kim and Roger are anxious to see the story in print. Obviously, their names have been changed for their privacy. Adriana is my real name, I feel I have nothing to hide.
As always, feel free to comment and vote, and/or email me with your comments. I promise not to delete your comments even if they are negative with the one exception of deleting exact duplicate comment posts (same author, exact wording, etc.) These exact duplicates seem to appear on various author's posts, and appear to be accidental duplications. One copy of each of those comments will be left in place.
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Kimberly and I were out on a Wednesday evening for a quick dinner after work. We try to meet every couple weeks just to keep in touch with each other's busy life. This particular Wednesday, Kim was excited from the minute we got together. It seems that her husband Roger had sent two dozen red roses to her office with a simple card reading, "Just Because I Love You." Kim and Roger have been married just over seven years and I am a little jealous. Not really jealous, just wishing I could find a relationship where love is shared as openly and warmly as it is displayed every time anyone sees the two of them. You may have read my history in my story, "Its Your Decision." If not, you may want to read that one to get a better insight into where I am in life.
Kim was so excited about the roses, she was bubbling over and running her words together. She said, "Adriana, he just overwhelms me with little things almost every week, and we've been married over seven years. I keep hearing about how marriages get into routines over time. I don't think ours ever will." She was grinning from ear to ear when she continued, "I want to do something special for him, 'just because' so he'll know I really appreciate all his efforts."
As we settled down a bit, I asked her, "Do you have any ideas for what to do for Roger?"
"Yeah, I really have a whopper. Roger and I talk a lot about fantasies in play time together. We've acted out a few, and some will probably never be anything but fantasies. There is one that I'd like to surprise him with. We have both talked about threesomes, and I would love to try a threesome with Roger and another guy sometime, but before I'd ever ask for that, I think I want to surprise him with his favorite fantasy of having me and another woman pleasuring him together. What do you think about that idea?"
"Wow, you're right, it is a whopper. Doesn't it worry you that he might like the sex with the other woman more than with you, or that he'll want to have threesomes like that all the time?" I could see her excitement, but certainly didn't want to see her damage her marriage so I took it upon myself to help her think through the whole process and its possible outcomes. We decided she needed to call Roger to let him know she'd be late that Wednesday night so he wouldn't worry about her. She told him to call her cell phone if he needed anything and told him exactly where we were eating and talking.
After a couple of hours, we were both convinced that this idea of hers could be really a boost to Roger's ego and to their love life. I asked her, "Where will you find the other woman to participate, and how can you be sure it will be someone he'll really enjoy too?"
Kimberly looked me right in the eye and asked, "Who can you think of that Roger would love to have join us and who we both know we can trust totally? You know he always enjoys ogling you when you are with us. You are one of the sexiest women either of us knows, and I KNOW we can both trust you implicitly. So, will you do it?"
I was flattered, but I was a little overwhelmed too. "Kim, are we just a little too close to do this? I certainly wouldn't want to do anything that could damage our relationship in any way. But it does sound interesting, Roger is very handsome and we do get along very well."
"Adriana, it is exactly because we are very close that makes you the perfect choice. I know that if any of us said anything, we'd all stop immediately and respect the wishes of the other parties. For instance, if we showed up and told Roger what we wanted to do and he had any hesitations, we'd all sit and talk about them with no pressure on anyone to do something they didn't want to do. I can't imagine that working well with anyone else but you. So, will you do it?"
"If you really want to do this, and you think Roger would go for it, sure, I'm in! When shall we set this up? Do we need a few weeks to plan it out?"
"Actually, there isn't much to plan. How about you come over for dinner on Saturday night and we'll surprise him with it then? If he is hesitant, or doesn't like the idea, we can stop at any point. However, I think I know Roger well enough to know he'll be very excited at the opportunity. So, Saturday night?"
"Kim, are you absolutely sure this is what you want to do? If you are, you should know I find Roger very sexy and would love to jump his bones. You also know me well enough to be sure it would never happen if you weren't here prompting me to do this. So, I guess the answer is yes!"
Kimberly left for home at about ten o'clock calling Roger as she was leaving the restaurant. She was just as bubbly as she was when she arrived. On the other hand, I was a little apprehensive, and wanted to make sure this didn't damage our friendship at all. As I thought about Saturday night, I decided to dress elegantly, but not too sexy for dinner. I wanted to take nothing for granted and was going to leave everything up to Kimberly and her timing. However, I was also aroused at the thought of playing with Roger. I'd always considered him sexy, and we'd flirted from time to time over the years. Never any serious flirting, and certainly not when Kim wasn't around.
Saturday afternoon my cell rang. It was Kim, whispering, "Roger is driving me crazy this afternoon trying to get me in bed. I don't want to ruin his surprise, so call me back on my cell and ask me to help you with something for a few minutes."
After my call, Kim was at my door in ten minutes. Still full of giggles and excited about the impending evenings activities. I suggested she get Roger to do a chore that would get him outside doing yard work or something to keep him busy. I told her, "If he keeps after you, just tell him he'll have to wait until tonight, that you have too many things to get prepared for dinner."