Seattle Hall Pass

Brian was out preparing the grill for steaks and baked potatoes. He and his wife of 18 years, Denise, were having a special acquaintance over for dinner.

Denise was a roommate of Billie Perkins during their last three semesters in college. Billie was bi-sexual. She and Denise 'experimented' while sharing a dorm room together. They continued to enjoy each other's company after graduation since they both lived in the same town, spending an evening together every six weeks or so.

Denise and Brian met, dated and married. He met Billie at the wedding, and after a few years of marriage he learned of her special relationship with Denise. Billie and Brian worked for the same company and in fact, were now in the same department. He trains salespeople on the company's products and Billie audits technical training classes.

Nearly ten years ago, Billie married Tom, an attorney who had grown to understand and accept Billie's bi-sexual desires. This prompted Denise to share her secret life with Brian.

On their tenth wedding anniversary, Denise, after a wonderfully sexy evening of love making love aboard their Greek Islands cruise ship, informed Brian of her and Billie's relationship. She told Brian that she felt like she was fooling around behind his back and wanted to get the relationship out in the open. She told Brian that Billie was the only woman she was attracted to, and there were no other men in her life. She was happy, satisfied, and very much in love with Brian. That same evening Brian learned that Denise and Billie spent the night together the day before their wedding. Brian, after a long bit of thinking, was comfortable with the relationship.

Tonight was about to change that.

Billie's husband died suddenly three years ago after a battle with prostate cancer. Both Brian and Denise consoled her throughout the past three years. Denise spent a couple of evenings a month with Billie, mostly at Billie's house or a hotel. She was a guest at Brian and Denise's dining room table at least once every couple of weeks since her husband passed.

Brian came in from the patio and started preparing the baked potatoes in the kitchen. Denise stepped up behind him and put her arms around his waist and hugged him. "Thank you for doing this, Babe" she said.

"Doing what? Cooking? Having Billie for dinner?" He replied.

"All of the above. What do you have to do once you put the potatoes on the grill?"

"Nothing. The potatoes will take an hour or so. I won't put the steaks on until Billie gets here."

Denise reached down and rubbed Brian's crotch, stroking and squeezing his penis. "Well, why don't you get the potatoes on and meet me in the bedroom before I shower. I have two questions for you."

"And what would those be?" Brian turned to face Denise and kissed her.

Breaking off the kiss, Denise replied "I will ask you in the bedroom." She gave Brian's now hard penis a squeeze and headed out of the kitchen. Brain quickly took the potatoes out and set them on the grill.

He reached the bedroom just as Denise was finishing taking off her clothes. She was always hot! Her small but firm boobs supported very well-defined dark pink areola and nice nipples. A well toned abdomen, the result of her dedication to a daily workout routine. Her pubic mound held a small triangle of thick and long brown pubic hair. And when she spread her legs, her labia hung down and made itself visible. She knew how to use all her body. Brian always considered himself fortunate to have a hot wife like Denise.

Brian hugged Denise's naked frame. "You wanted to ask me something?"

"Yes!" She kissed him. "Do you want to take me for a quickie before Denise gets here?" She kissed him again and squeezed the bulge in his pants.

"I think I would enjoy doing just that." Brian pulled his polo shirt off. Denise sat on the bed and busied herself undoing Brian's belt, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling the zipper open. She then pulled his jeans and his boxers down. His hard cock popped out right in front of her face. She kissed his glans and slowly sucked the length of his seven-inch shaft in his mouth. She pulled it out with a pop.

Denise scooted toward the middle of the bed, laid back and spread her legs. Brian climbed on the bed and positioned himself between her legs. She grasped his hardon and directed it to her pussy entrance. As she rubbed his glans up and down her slit, Brian felt that she was already wet. When she got him to the bottom her slit, he pushed into her pussy and buried his cock to his balls in a single thrust. Denise murmured as Brian started to stroke in an out of her. She asked him to cum on her belly when he was ready. She climaxed a few minutes later. Several minutes later Brian pulled out and jacked his load all over Denise's stomach and pubic mound.

They laid cuddling. "If that was the first of two questions, I cannot wait to hear the second one." Brian said massaging one of Denise's hardened nipples.

"Yeah. About that." Denise rolled over and sat up on her knees next to her husband. She looked at him, taking his hand into hers.

"Next week is the third anniversary of Billie losing her husband."

"It has been three years already. Wow."

"She told me that she is thinking about getting back out into the dating life again. It can be hard to do at forty years old."

"She looks good for forty." Brain responded, then catching himself added, "And so do you, Honey."

"Well nice midcourse correction, Babe, but I am not forty for a few months." She started to trace Brian's flaccid cock with her finger. "Do you fantasize about what Billie, and I do together?"

"Yes, especially when I can hear you in the guest bedroom. And when you come home, and your soiled panties are in the laundry basket. I look at them and have even sniffed them and think about what the two of you did to get them in that condition."

"Brian! I didn't know I married such a pervert!" Denise bent down and kissed Brian. He played with her nipples.

Sitting back upright, Denise pushed Brian's hand away from her nipple. "Do you masturbate then?" Brian said that, indeed, he did, explaining that while she was with Billie he wasn't getting laid. So, he had to take care of himself.

"Billie was telling me that she has not been with a man since her hubby passed. Then she added that her husband, due to his cancer, was not able to make love a couple of years before he passed. In other words, it has been almost five years since Billie has had sex with a man."

"That is a long time."

"As for her coming to dinner tonight. I invited her to spend the night with us. Maybe the weekend."

"So? She has spent weekends before. You two have even used the guest bedroom. You know I do not have any issues with this." Brain looked at his wife.

"Well, I was hoping that we could all sleep here, in our bed. I... I was wondering if you would help me make love to Billie."

"What?"

"Ok, damnit, Brian, I will just come out and say it! I want you to make love to Billie. I want you to have sex with her. I want you to fuck her!"

Brian was shocked. He looked at his wife. She stared back at him. "And what does Billie think about all of this?" he asked.

"She's coming over, isn't she? We've discussed this over the past few times that we have been together. I have told her over the years what a great lover you are. You really are great in the sack, Babe. You have a nice thick cock and know how to use it. Even quickies like we just did are good! I know you would be gentle with her and make certain that she enjoys the evening. She is open to sleeping with you if you are interested."

Brian was flabbergasted. He didn't know what to think. Billie is a very light-skinned black woman. She calls herself 'butterscotch' or 'caramel'; regardless she has a wonderful light complexion with hazel eyes. She stands 5'7' and has an athletic body with small jiggly tits and a nice round ass. Her pole curls frame her oval face nicely. She has a warm smile that could melt glaciers. In Brian's eyes, she was not only pretty, but cute. And his wife was green lighting him to sleep with her, with a humanitarian twist! His mind was blown.

"You think about that. If you don't want to, Billie and I will spend the night in the guest bedroom." Denise gathered up her clothes and got off the bed heading towards the bathroom.

"Honey?" Brian said coming out of his trance. Denise stopped in her tracks and turned to face her husband as he explained, "This might be a little awkward. Billie and I are both traveling to Seattle this week. I fly out Sunday afternoon and she is flying out Monday morning. We are staying in the same hotel."

Denise looked at him and thought for a few moments. "Well, if tonight goes well, and you and Billie find an opportunity in Seattle, to enjoy each other's company, I say go for it. Just this once. Consider it a hall pass. A thank you for you letting me spend time with Billie the past several years." Denise smiled, turned, and continued into the bathroom.

Brian dressed and went back to the kitchen to continue prepping dinner. His mind was obsessed with what Denise was asking him to do. Would sleeping with Billie be wrong, since it was Denise's idea? Since they started dating in college, he had not been with another woman. He looked, after all, he is alive, but never sought sexual companionship from anyone but Denise. Now she was suggesting he do just that. He had fantasized about having Denise and another woman at the same time. He even shared fantasies with Denise about swapping or being a hotwife, but they were just that, fantasies shared in the heat of their sexual acts. Brian felt his cock getting hard as he thought about what all this meant. He continued prepping tonight's dinner, all the while thinking about what lays beyond dinner.

Denise had showered and stood in front of the bathroom mirror wearing a skimpy pink thong. She was brushing her hair when Brian knocked on the door. She told him to come in. Brian stared at the image before him. He could see the 'whale tail' of her thong in front of him, as well as the front of her in the mirror. Her brown bush clearly visible through the sheer pink fabric. Denise saw him looking at her in the mirror. "Like what you see, Babe?"

"Always. You are one beautifully sexy woman, Denise."

She smiled at him in the mirror. "You are only saying that because I am wearing your favorite color of panty." She turned and faced Brian. They kissed. "If you are looking at having another, go at my pussy, forget it. You need to save yourself for tonight."

"About tonight, Babe. Are you sure you want me to sleep with Billie?"

"Don't you want to? I mean she is an attractive and sexy woman."

"Yes, yes, she is. And yes, the thought of sleeping with her, well it is, uh, well something I think would be enjoyable."

"So?" Denise turned, faced the mirror and resumed brushing her hair. She stared at Brian as she brushed.

"It is just that I feel like sleeping with her would be a violation of our vows. I would be committing an act that is unfaithful to our marriage. I love you too much to jeopardize our marriage."

"Oh, Honey. You needn't worry about that." She turned toward him and took both his hands in hers. "I have thought about this for a couple of months, and I don't think you having sex with Billie puts our marriage at risk. Technically, I have been sleeping with Billie since before we got married. Her sex life is me, maybe another woman, and her dildo and vibrator. She needs and wants something that a woman or toy cannot provide."

"What's that?"

"She needs to have her pussy filled with semen. Your semen. Your sperm. I want you to fuck her and fill her with your spunk. She needs it. It has been over five years since a man has cum in her. I am ok with you doing so." She kissed her husband. "Don't you have better things to do than watch me get dressed?"

"What about you?"

"What about me?" Denise put a pink blouse on and started to button it.

"If I am to sleep with Billie tonight, when do I get to sleep with you?"

"Maybe in the morning, you can have both of us." She pulled on a black skirt and started tucking the blouse into the waist. Her dark nipples and areole visible through the thin fabric. Brian told her how much he loved seeing her nipples through her clothing. He massaged both breasts and gave each nipple a pinch.

"I know you do. So does Billie." She winked at him in the mirror. She watched him play for a few seconds then pushed his hands away. "Now go and let me finish getting dressed. Billie should be here any time. Stop worrying about getting to fuck her."

Billie did arrive about 15 minutes later. She deposited a small overnight bag in the guest bedroom. We made small talk as I continued to prepare the steaks for the grill. Like Denise, she wore a simple blouse and skirt. Denise came into the kitchen and kissed Billie. She poured a glass of wine for each, and both sat at the breakfast bar while I completed my kitchen activities.

Denise told Billie that after dinner we would probably sit in the living room for a bit, and then she would go to the guest bedroom for the evening. "You are not going to join us?" Billie looked at her.

"No. This is your special night. I may come in later, or tomorrow morning. This is your evening to spend with Brian. He is excited to share the experience with you."

Billie told Denise how anxious and nervous she was. It has been a long time since she has had a male partner. She commented that she hoped she remembered how to make love to a man. Denise told her not to worry, Brian was looking forward to reminding her. He was aware that there was no possibility of an STD, and Billie had continued her birth control regimen ever since her husband got sick. A second glass of wine with dinner somewhat soothed her nerves. Billie even unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her blouse flashing a lacy white bra against her caramel skin. Every time Brian got up from the table, Billie's eyes were all over him, especially below his belt. Denise noticed her staring and softly whispered to Billie, that what she was seeing was all hers for the evening.

Brian cleaned up the kitchen and did the dishes. After taking a quick shower, he entered the living room with a glass of Irish Whiskey and the wine bottle the two ladies were drinking from. Denise's blouse was completely unbuttoned. Her skirt was pushed up to her waist. Billie and she were kissing. Billie's hand was massaging Denise's right nipple. They broke their kiss when Brian entered; he hesitated, not wanting to spoil the moment, then asked if they would like more wine. Denise kissed Billie one more time then rose from the couch and had Brian refill her glass. Kissing him, she told him that she was departing for the guest bedroom.

Turning to Billie, she said, "I moved your bag into our room. Enjoy your evening."

Brian refilled Billie's glass, then set the bottle on the end table. He sat next to Billie. She looked at him. He took a drink of his whiskey; she sipped her wine. "I really don't know how to get started." Brian looked at Billie, their faces several inches apart. Billie leaned in and kissed him. She kissed him for several moments. Breaking apart, Brian took her wine glass and set it next to the wine bottle followed by his whiskey glass. He leaned toward Billie and whispered that that was a good start. They kissed several times, their tongues moving in and out of each other's mouth. Brian softly caressed Billie's breasts.

"Have you ever been with a black woman, Brian?" She asked him in a soft voice.

"No."

"Well, you don't need to be nervous. My nipples are just as sensitive as your wife's, only mine are dark brown and hers are pink. They respond well to kissing, fondling and sucking. I even enjoy having them pinched a little. Maybe nibble a little." She smiled, then kissed him again. "My pussy is black on the outside but is just as pink as Denise's where it matters. I like to be kissed, licked, fingered and other activities, just like Denise. She tells me that you are very good at all these things. Brian reached into her blouse and massaged her bra-encased breast. He could feel her hard nipple through the lace of the bra. "Denise told me that you like a little pubic hair. I usually shave and wax, but since we came up with this idea, I started to grow mine back for you to enjoy."

Brian stood and bent down to kiss Billie. "Why don't we go to the bedroom and let me find out more about you." He helped her stand, and they turned towards the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

Denise stood there. She had removed her skirt but still had her unbuttoned blouse on. "I will take care of the lights. You two go enjoy each other." She gave Brian a kiss and stroked his cock. It was hard. "Treat our friend well with this, Brian."

Brian and Billie sat on the edge of the bed. Denise had lit a couple of fragrant candles, one on the dresser the other on the table near the bathroom door. Brian placed his hand under Billie's chin. He kissed her. They resumed their tongue play. Brian moved his hand from her chin to her blouse. He slowly unbuttoned the remaining buttons while they kissed. She slid her blouse off her shoulders. Then she reached back and unclasped her bra and let it drop off her breasts to the floor.

Brian broke off the kiss and stared at Billie's nipples and areolas. They were indeed very dark brown; dark brown like he seen in porn but never in person. He lowered his head and sucked one into his mouth. Lashing at it with his tongue as his hand pinched and massaged her other nipple. Billie's head tipped back, and she softly moaned as Brian continued to pleasure her nipples. As Brian sucked her nipple harder, she pressed his head into her breast.

After several moments Brian rose and drove his tongue into Billie's mouth. He reached behind her, unhooked her skirt and started to slide the zipper down. She showed approval of his activities by rubbing the hard lump in the crotch of his pants. Lifting her butt off the bed allowing her skirt to be pulled down her legs, joining her bra and blouse on the floor. Billie removed Brian's shirt and let it fall to the ground. She felt his hand slip under the waistband of her white thong and pull at her somewhat sparse regrowth of pubic hair. He rubbed her clitoris as she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Undoing the button on his pants, his hard penis sprang out to her touch.

Brian slipped two fingers into Billie's vagina. It was moist. He palmed her clitoris as he stroked his fingers in and out. He kissed from Billie's mouth to her nipples, resuming to lick, suck, and gently nibble on each. They stood hard and erect off her dark areola. She moaned softly and slowly stroked his hard-on.

Brian stood next to the bed in front of Billie. She rose up on her elbows and studied him. His hard cock pointed from his lower abdomen. Two heavy looking balls were slung in the bag at the base of his manhood. She put her arms around his waist. Looking up at his eyes she told him it had been a long time since she tasted a man. Slipping her lips over the head of is penis, she started to slowly suck his full length into her mouth. She rubbed his balls as she slid her lips back up to his glans. Licking the top and all sides back down to the root, she carefully took each of Brians balls into her mouth and sucked.

Looking up at Brian, she said "Tom always got a little harder when I did this."

"I think I am too." Brian held her head. She kissed her way to the top and sucked his entire length back into her mouth. Brian pulled his dick from her mouth. "I think you need some more attention." He pushed her back on the bed. He looked her up and down. Placing his thumbs under the waistband of her thong, "I want to taste you." He pulled her thong down and off her legs to the same pile of clothing on the floor.