In the previous story, the Vegas Trip, I explained how Wayne and Kris opened up to their version of "the lifestyle". While this story is a stand alone, it might help a little to read the first story. This is also the second version of the story, so if you'd like to edit or send us feedback, please feel free!
Kris had never received much attention from men and had always thought of herself as a tomboy and a geek. But at 5'11 with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes, and with the build of a professional soccer player, Kris's lack of self confidence was rooted in the fact that most men were intimidated by her.
Kris and Wayne had been together for a few years before pillow talk began to include fantasies and dirty talk. In fact, they both sort of fell in to the mutual fantasy exhibitionism and threesomes. Their dirty talking always led to wild sex and explosive orgasms. Other than Kris's lack of confidence outside the bedroom, things were great.
Wayne tried everything to encourage Kris, and wanted her to be happy. So after their trip to Vegas and Tempe he began to encourage her to go out with friends, dance, flirt and just enjoy herself.
Kris had worked at an Aerospace company that made the first UAVs and developed a crush on one of the older pilots a few years before she had started dating Wayne, but Edwin always seemed out of her reach. He was at least 15 years older than her and wasn't shy about flirting with the young and pretty intern. They had stayed in touch, off and on, but had lost contact after Wayne and Kris decided to be more open. So one day when Edwin called her out of the blue to catch up, she decided to be brave and go with him. They exchanged e-mails and began to write, flirt and play back an forth over the internet.
Edwin's timing was great, because Wayne was going to leave for a week long backpacking trip with his buddy the weekend that Edwin had decided to ask Kris out for dinner. Kris decided not to tell Wayne, because she wanted to try and do this on her own, to be brave and bold and daring. If she told him that Edwin had asked her out and nothing happened, she'd have to relive her failure to make their fantasy come true. So she kept it quiet, and hoped that Edwin wanted a little more than a steak .
At dinner they flirted under the table, laughed, and joked. It became clear to Kris that Edwin wanted more than a steak dinner, but she was too shy to press, and too unsure of herself to do anything more than play footsie's under the table. So Edwin asked her to a movie and they sat in the back. It didn't take long, the closeness of a different man and his hands on her legs, soon Kris was excited about the possibility that more would happen, that Edwin wanted her. She wasn't paying too much attention to the movie, only his hands on her legs and the growing desire in her to see what else he'd do. She was paralyzed with fear and anticipation, but still her heart beat faster at the real possibility that Edwin was thinking about being with her. She still couldn't believe that he was interested in her, or that it would go much further.
After the movie, he invited her back to his house. Butterflies took flight in her stomach and as the roller coaster she felt like she was riding took it's first plunge down, she said a quiet word that filled Edwin with hope.
"Yes."
She was very nervous about being with him all the sudden. Before, when Dave and Wayne had sex with her in Tempe, they'd been drinking, Dave was Wayne's best friend, and everything was safe. Now the safety blanket was gone, she was out with this guy alone. It was scary, intimidating and unexpected. It was also terribly exciting and she could feel the heat building in her as Edwin chatted about UAVs, the people at work and his sore back.
Back at Edwin's house he took her on a tour of the house, one that ended with the master bedroom. Kris decided to take the initiative, and asked him,
"Would you like a massage?"
"Yes," he told her and sat down on his big bed.
"Then take off your shirt and lay down" she told him.
Kris straddled him, lotion in hand, and stared at his muscular back. Her heart felt like it was going to come out of her chest and the heat of her pussy made her feel conspicuous. But she didn't care that her stomach was doing somersaults, or that she still wasn't sure that he'd want her the same way she wanted him now, all she thought about was her lotion covered hands sliding all over his strong back.
Soon he was moaning in pleasure as she worked the knots out of his back, and Kris was loving his reactions. Even though she was nervous she decided to be brave and work his legs. His muscles were hard and strong, and she started to imagine that his cock was getting hard as she moved up and down his legs.
"Your pants are in the way" she said.
"Roll over."
He did just that, quickly unbuckling his belt and sliding down his slacks. She helped them off the last bit and climbed back on top of him. He laid back as she got more lotion and worked his chest. She was still straddling him, and she could feel his hardness pressed against her shorts, and she knew that he could feel the heat of her pussy against him. She was so turned on at this point, that she didn't feel shy at all, and the way he looked at her made her feel sexy and desirable.
She worked his chest, arms and the front of his legs, teasingly brushing across his cock and using the fabric of his boxers to tug on him. They both knew what the other wanted, but neither was willing to push it just yet. Edwin took the ball however and pushed himself up.
"It's your turn."
He took hold of the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, exposing her bra and flat hard stomach. Still facing him, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, then cupped her perky breasts, turned and dropped the bra on the floor as she laid down. Being naked made her feel exposed and a little self conscious, but she could tell that she was turning him on too, so it made her feel a little better. She still had her shorts on but that didn't stop Edwin from climbing on her back and giving her the same treatment she gave him.
Every move, brush and caress of his was a blur, she felt his hard cock poking her. Had it come out of his boxers? Was that his pre-cum on her or the lotion? His hands felt great on her back and butt, and the strokes he made down her sides made her want to feel his hands on her breasts.
"Now it's your turn to roll over."
This was it, her last chance to back out, not cross the line and have a normal relationship with Wayne. But that wasn't what she was thinking about, she was thinking about his hard cock, how it would feel inside her, how long he'd fuck her and what he'd taste like.
She rolled over.
But the massage was over, all pretense lost as Edwin looked at her perfect breasts and pink nipples, her hard stomach and could still feel the heat of her. He leaned down and kissed her. It was hot, wet and he moved his tongue with hers like an old lover. But she wanted him inside her. He then kissed her face, neck, collar bone, breasts and stomach. His hands caressed her hard tits and he pressed them hard against her body, down her ribcage and over her hips.
