Maddox didn't think he was a complicated character. He wanted the same things from life most men wanted: Good health, children someday, a decent job, and the chance to participate in a raging threesome.
Hell, he explained to his audience while he took a swallow of beer, he didn't even have to join in. He'd be perfectly happy to jerk it while he watched another chick burrow between the legs of his sweet wife and drive her crazy with a silky, experienced tongue.
Maybe she could be tied down first ... and Maddox could assist their guest by telling (or showing) her the little touches and teases that inevitably turned his wife into a wild animal. Or maybe the employment of a gag would be a fun way to draw out the festivities and let the newcomer guess Katie's weaknesses by her body language alone. Maddox piled more onto the fantasy like toppings on an ice cream sundae and felt himself start to go stiff.
A response pinged from the other side of Maddox's AIM window:
So even Katie has her sweet spots, does she?
"Oh hell yes," Maddox typed back. "Katie comes off as shy to most people, and she's definitely the submissive one in bed ... but she's incredibly responsive."
Really?
"It's true. You know what though, when we first started dating, she was the one who pulled me into an empty parkette and started kissing me while rubbing my cock. Much as I liked it, I didn't want to ruin my pants so I pulled her down onto a bench and ate her out. She screamed louder than I've heard from any woman." Maddox smiled at the memory; it was one of his favourites. "I think it was her first time getting oral, so she didn't know what to expect. We took off fast after that in case someone heard and called the cops, thinking I was killing her or something."
No kidding.
Maddox's conversation partner wasn't one for emoticons or excessive punctuation, but he could sense amusement.
I always thought there might be some horny little succubus behind those glasses. It's the ones with glasses you have to look out for, you know.
"Don't I know it."
You lucky bastard. I want to make your wife scream.
Maddox's fledgling erection experienced a growth spurt and he rubbed at it a little through his jeans, stoking the fires for a few seconds before he responded. "You'd make me the happiest man on earth."
Would I, though? I don't know what you have in mind for a second partner. I'm not a really a blonde beauty.
"Don't say that. You're hot." Indeed, Maddox's online audience, a mutual friend of his and Katie's from their clubbing days, was not without a unique flavour. She was not much taller than Katie, but she exuded more confidence with her long dark hair and dark eyes that never missed their mark. She was sultry; she, Maddox and Katie didn't have too many chances to get together since they got married and life got busy, but when they did, her looks and her movements--even something about her smell, though Maddox thought for sure he was imagining it--carried suggestion, but not in Maddox's direction. No, their friend was sweet on Katie, though it was not something Maddox discussed with his wife. Katie tended to stay close to Maddox when the three of them got together. She was, Maddox knew, shy of alpha females, though he thought she occasionally looked flushed at the gatherings.
Maddox never addressed the matter himself because, well, why spoil a good fantasy? Connie on Katie was one of his warm favourites, the perfect nightcap when Katie was unable to come to bed for whatever reason.
Maybe it was his fantasy that made him open up to Connie over AIM. A cold beer, a warm night, a few pictures to spark his loins, Katie holed up in the bedroom, reading a book ... a good recipe for a running mouth, or fingers, as was the case. He tried to feel ashamed of himself for going on about such a private matter, but his shame was eclipsed by the thrill of having Connie reveal her desire to fuck his wife sideways and for the next thirty seconds his mind's eye watched Connie's tongue flick Katie's rock-hard nipples, her fingers sliding in between Katie's eager, spreading legs. Maddox unsuccessfully tried to feel further shame at his
lack
of shame until all he could do was bury his face in his hands and laugh at himself.
You still there, Maddox? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so up front.
:(
Wow, an emoticon. She meant it. "Actually, I think the whole discussion is as hot as hell."
So you've fantasised about me and her?_
"Try gathering the names of all the men in the world who haven't fantasised about their wife/girlfriend and her best friend. You might fill half a pamphlet."
True. But how does Katie feel about this sort of thing?
Maddox frowned. "She's never said anything, one way or the other."
What? Don't you guys talk to each other?
"All the time."
Well then...? Katie's pretty open-minded.
Well then, what? Maddox didn't know what kept him from talking to Katie about a threesome. She liked hearing about Maddox's fantasies and accommodating them whenever possible. She probably wouldn't get angry at the suggestion of letting Connie go at her; at the worst, she'd laugh or get embarrassed. Maybe threesome fantasies were just one of those guy-only taboos and he just unconsciously never thought to bring it up to his wife?
The bedroom door opened and Katie padded into the living room dressed in her nightie. She glided towards Maddox, throwing her arms around his neck. "Hey."
Maddox quickly hid the AIM window. "Hey yourself."
Too slow. "What's that?"
"Oh, nothing."
Katie knowingly stole a glance downwards and rubbed at his erection. "Doesn't look like 'nothing' to me."
Maddox grunted and turned his face into his wife's neck, nibbling at her shoulder. Three years together, and this seemingly-innocent girl of his still drove him wild whenever her small hand closed around his length and worked at it with expert strokes that spoke of anything but virginity. "Want to take this to the bedroom?"
"Not 'til I see what you're up to, at least."
"I already said it was nothing." Maddox swept the mouse to the taskbar with the intention of closing the window with a swift right-click, and AIM made a liar of him when the bar started to blink blue again. Katie grasped the mouse and clicked with cobra speed and Maddox's desires were brought to the forefront.
Well, I'm more than willing, just so you know.
Maddox sighed and the old computer chair creaked as he leaned back and let Katie scroll over the conversation.
"You and Connie?" she mumbled.
"Well, it's right there."
Katie's eyes scanned the screen rapidly. Her face was stiff and she said nothing.
Maddox's happy cock deflated when he saw Katie's look. "It's just a stupid fantasy, Kate. I mean, does it upset you? It would surprise me if you
didn't
know Connie's been wanting to get her hands down your pants all these years."
Katie turned her face away before Maddox could read anything and stepped quickly into the bedroom. The door shut hard behind her.
