Her eyes hovered over those words on the screen, "Maybe we should meet up." She just stared at them, trying to sort her racing thoughts.
Did she even want this to turn into reality? She's been perfectly happy with their virtual relationship. It was supposed to just be an online thing, she never considered making it real. She really didn't know what to say and was unprepared for his question, but she needed to think of a reply, and quick.
"That could be fun," she types, rolling her eyes at the finish, wishing she was better at thinking fast. A moment of panic hit her..was she really considering letting this go past her computer?
The very thought of it excited her, but he didn't even know she was married. He would probably drop her in a heartbeat if he knew. He told her he was ready to settle down. He was over the cheap thrills and one-night stands and fucking a new girl every week. At this point in his life he just wanted a nice, normal relationship.
They had been talking online for several weeks, out of sheer boredom on her part really, but at this point Jeff seemed somewhat comfortable and familiar to her. She looked forward to their chat sessions and his random, daily texts. He's so cute and flirty with her, and she sees it as simple, innocent fun.
He replied, "Oh, it would definitely be more fun than you've ever imagined." Her heart started racing at the thought of his dick inside her. She could feel the moisture building in her black satin panties just thinking about it. Imagine what he would do to her in person!
She knew she wanted him. But how could she pull this off? She loved her husband and didn't want to hurt him. But there was just something about Jeff that she couldn't stop thinking about. She had to find a way to see him. She started typing the words, "Well then, we need to make this happen!"
She spent the afternoon thinking up a plan. It would be a little devious, but it was too tempting to pass up, and she hoped her husband would go for it.
That night when her husband got home, she had his favorite dinner waiting on him.. a thick juicy ribeye and a loaded baked potato. He walked in the door to see the lavish spread on the dining room table and kissed his wife. "And what did I do to deserve all this?" he asked with a smile. She answered, "You do amazing things for me everyday!"
They sat down and started enjoying their meal together. She decided to take a chance and mention her fantasy. They had toyed with ideas like this in the past just for fun, so she wasn't worried that he would be upset with her. He had never gotten mad at the talk about it, but she didn't know how he would feel about turning fantasy into a reality.
"So.." she began, getting right to the point. "You know how we've had a bedroom fantasy of me being with another guy and you watching in secret?" He stopped chewing and looked at her in shock, fumbling with his fork so he wouldn't drop it.
"Umm, yeah?" were the only words he could get out, as he tried to figure out what was going on. "Well," she continued, I've been talking to a guy online named Jeff, and he wants to meet me."
"Does he now?" her surprised husband asked, as a sly grin crept across his face. "And what are you proposing that we do about that?"
She took a deep breath and replied, "I thought maybe I could invite him over, lead him to our bedroom, seduce him into a great fuck session while you watched us from the closet. Unless you have a better suggestion," she giggled.
He pondered this image for a moment and then asked, "Does he know you're married?" She looked down at her plate, slightly ashamed, and said, "No, and I don't want to tell him."
"Well then." He was surprised at her wife's willingness to fulfil a fantasy that he's had for a long time, but one that she's never been comfortable with, until she started talking to this guy named Jeff.
"What made you want to do this so suddenly?" he asked his demure wife. She looked up at him and said, "Honey, I love you and I always will, but this would be a very intense and intimate thing that we would share together. I have no interest in Jeff for anything other than fulfilling this fantasy for us. I am comfortable talking to him and when he flirts with me it really turns me on. His words makes me wet everyday. I just think we could both have a lot of fun with this."
"And you'll let him fuck you while I watch?" he asked cautiously. She politely answered, "Yes, as long as he doesn't know you're here. I don't want him to feel like he's being set-up." His eyebrows raised. "Will you suck his dick too, so he can see how good you are at it?" The thought of another man bragging about his wife's blow job skills started to get him hard.
"Whatever you want me to do with him," she said.
"Get him over here," he said. She cleared the table, opened her laptop and began to type. Her hands shook with anticipation and she could barely make words. "Hey," she began, "would you want to come over tonight?"
A few minutes later, she got the reply she was hoping for. "I can be there in an hour," Jeff answered. She told her husband to go hide his bedroom and bathroom things and remove all evidence of a husband living there, while she worked out the details of the meeting with Jeff.
In the frantic attempt to visibly erase a husband from their home, she suddenly realized she needed to change into something more enticing. She asked him, "What should I wear?" He opened her closet and went straight to her short, black spaghetti strap dress. It's fabric was very light and flowy and the skirt was the type you could playfully twirl in. It laced up the back and he knew she would be impossible to resist once Jeff saw her in it.
They both looked at the clock ..20 more minutes. She started freshening her makeup, applying black eyeliner and dark scarlet lipstick, perfect for leaving a red ring around Jeff's hard cock. She slipped on her silver heels and gave her hair a final brushing. Her husband selected a body spray from her bathroom shelf in a fragrance called "Sultry Vixen", and gave her a squirt. She said to him, "That's not the only squirt I'm going to get tonight."
This made his cock instantly harden and he pulled her to his chest and plunged his tongue in her mouth. They kissed for a few moments before he pulled away and asked, "Are you nervous?" She answered, "Yes, very. But I'm also incredibly turned on right now."
He smiled and said, "I'll be the judge of that." He slid his hand over the smooth roundness of her ass, still holding her close, and began to lift up the skirt of her dress. His hand skimmed the curves of her body as it followed over her hip until it reached the front of her black satin panties. His hand entered from the top lacey edge and he slipped his fingers down inside the moist fabric, feeling his way around and parting her lips open. Her pussy was already soaked at the thought of fucking another man in our house. His fingertip touched her slippery clit and she jumped in reaction to his touch. He rubbed it a few times before sliding on her wetness into her entrance and started finger-fucking her hole with two fingers.
"God, that's amazing, but you need to stop or I'm going to cum," as she grabbed his hand to pull it out of her wet panties. He smiled and said playfully, "And just what's wrong with making you cum, little girl?" He slipped his wet fingers into his own mouth and sucked off her juice, as if to gauge her excitement from the taste. She grinned at him while slipping off her soaking panties and sliding on a clean and dry red thong, "I need to save my pussy for Jeff tonight!"
Her husband backed up a few steps and sat down on the bed, watching her. Suddenly, the doorbell rings. He jumps up and they face each other, taking a moment to contemplate what's about to happen. She grabs him into a kiss, and he patiently waits in the bedroom while she exits to answer the door. He is silent, and listens as he hears his sexy wife open their front door and greet their unsuspecting visitor.
When the door opens, she thinks that Jeff is even more incredibly hot in person, and sighs in relief. Blonde hair, ocean blue eyes and a few inches taller than her. He was dressed in business casual attire and looked nice. They exchange hellos and he leans in and kisses her cheek. "I hope you like red wine!" he says. "It's my favorite," she answers as she leads him into the kitchen to get two glasses.
Jeff opens and pours the wine, and they both settle into the couch with their new-found pleasure in each other. They engage in small talk while her husband struggles to listen through the bedroom door. He hears laughter, and a tone in his wife's voice that he knows so well. He knew she was getting flirty with Jeff, and the anticipation of what lied ahead was making his bulge grow.
He listened for awhile at the voices, the laughter, and it felt like forever. He was worried that his wife was backing out. But then he heard two familiar "clunks". It was the sound of high heels hitting their wood floor, one at a time, after being removed at the end of a long day.
She was working her magic on Jeff, he thought. He imagined her red lips around Jeff's hard cock and the thought of that made his own pre-cum dampen the front door of his boxers.
