Kat spent the the afternoon slowly unpacking from her weekend away and playing with Emma while I got dinner ready. Still glowing from her weekend of carnal bliss with her new black lover, I couldn't help but feel a little bit proud of myself for allowing nature to take it's course and letting these two prime physical specimens enjoy each others bodies.
"So honestly, how good is he?" I asked as she and Emma played on the rug, Emma would crawl around and every time she got close enough she would grab her mum's long curly red hair and giggle as she did it, "You know I'm not the jealous type so you can be honest."
"I know your not, but it's a lot for me to get my head around. Only a week ago I hadn't given any thought to fucking anyone other than you and now I'm discussing the performance of my new lover with you while you cook. It's pretty crazy."
"I can understand that, I guess it's different for me as I've had the fantasy in my head for so long."
"Did it live up to expectation for you?" Kat asked with a slightly concerned look.
"Oh god yes, it was hotter than anything I could've ever imagined."
"Which bits turned you on?"
"All of it, but especially the first time, when you were in that dress, wow." I said as I wiped my brow.
"Well, to answer your first question....." she paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts, "honestly.....he's spectacular." She told me bluntly before Emma cut her off with a sharp hair tug and giggle.
"Well I'm really happy that I set you guys up and that you get to keep experiencing it."
"Believe me, so am I." She said with a wicked smile as she picked up Emma and joined me in the kitchen.
After dinner Kat put Emma to bed then joined me on the lounge.
"You heading over soon?" I asked as she sat down with a red wine.
"Maybe, you ok with that?" She looked at me as if asking for permission.
"You don't ever need to ask me, we're both grown ups and you can do what you want, whenever you want with Tom.
"Ok and thank you." She said softly before kissing me on the lips.
"My pleasure." I replied truthfully.
"In your fantasy, how often do Tom and I fuck?"
"As often as possible."
"Really?"
"I love the idea of you just walking over there whenever you feel like it or Tom knocking at the door and you greeting him with a kiss before disappearing for a booty call."
"You really think you can handle that, us behaving like a couple around you?"
"Yep." I said as I pointed to my now rock hard cock which was pushing against my shorts.
Kat didn't even flinch, she just put her wine glass down, fished out my cock, knelt in front of me and engulfed my cock in her mouth. She worked the shaft with one hand while she cupped my balls with the other, looking up at me through her eyelashes she gave head like she loved it and I soon had one hand wrapped in her gorgeous hair.