Unfinished Business Is Now Finished

My husband and I have been together for a while and have known each other since we were kids. We have had a lot of good sex, but at sixty years old, I have lost interest. My husband has a very high drive and would initiate sex with me two or three times a day if I would let him. Two or three times a year is more than I want. I think he may have found someone else to satiate his desires.

I didn't think much about it until he made me an offer. My husband knows about my previous partners. He knows about the two men I wished I had fucked but didn't. The first was in Italy when I was twenty. Salvatore was a Papal Guard that flirted with me and invited me to go to dinner. I had a boyfriend at home but said yes anyway. The chemistry was undeniable as he was the hottest man I have ever seen. We ended up deep in the forest one evening passionately making out and groping. I started feeling guilty and put a stop to it even though I wanted to suck his cock and fuck him before I left Italy. I never did and I always wished I had.

The next man was later when I was in my forties. I worked for an oil company in Ft. Worth and Jim was a frequent visitor. I was single, but Jim had a long-time partner in which he was in a relationship. There was a mutual attraction between us. We started going to lunch occasionally. During lunch at a nice restaurant downtown, he kissed me, and I kissed him back. I don't know what the other patrons thought, but I was lost in the feeling of our tongues melting together. Finally, we pulled apart and returned to our lunch.

Unknown to us, his girlfriend became suspicious and began following Jim. While we were walking to lunch one day, Jim took me in his arms and kissed me. I responded and we were oblivious to our surroundings as our tongues began their familiar dance. That was when his girlfriend began screaming at us. We broke our kiss, and I walked off and left him to deal with her.

I knew what we were starting was wrong and so did he. However, he started to come over to my condo after work and spend time with me and my dogs in the evenings. We would walk them and talk until it was time to head back. Every evening, we would sit on the couch and end up kissing passionately. His kisses made me wet, and I wanted more. However, we never progressed past kissing. I don't think he ever touched my breast, and I don't remember letting my hands roam, either.

This brings me to the present. My husband is still very attracted to me. I wish I could say the same. I am 5'3 and around 130lbs. I have blond hair and smoky gray blue eyes. My husband goes on and on about how sexy my ass is and how beautiful my D cup breasts are. He still craves my scent and my juices. He tells me I am the perfect woman for him. I have no doubt that I am. He misses our sex life after having such a good one. He goes wild seeing me enjoying myself sexually and would forego his stimulation to see me fully engage with him, our toys, or anyone else I wanted to bring into our sex life.

Jim has been the subject of some of our talk when I give my husband a blowjob. He has wanted to have a threesome with another man involved for some time to maximize my pleasure. He likes to hear about Jim and me and always shoots a big load in my mouth not very long after I start telling him a story. He wants me to enjoy sex again. To this end, he offered to track Jim down and contact him. He would tell him about our desire to have another man involved in our bed and how I have always regretted not fucking him when we had our chance. If he were to be interested, my husband would set it all up. His offer still hung in the air when my mind went back on how much I liked kissing Jim and how much I wanted him. I also thought if we did this, maybe I would find an interest in sex again. I also appreciated how much my husband was willing to do to make me happy. After much thought, I told my husband to try and find him. I gave him all the ideas I had to track him down. My husband told me he would keep me updated.

My husband informed me that within a few days he had connected with Jim. They had several lengthy discussions about our proposal. Jim had married his long-term companion but had never got me out of his head as it turned out. He was interested in getting together with us and my husband informed me they were working out the logistics. My husband told me he would let me know the day before so I could prepare and get ready. He also told me to think about what I wanted to do with Jim. My husband was open to anything I wanted. Jim and I could have time to get reacquainted ourselves, my husband could be close by, or we could start with a threesome immediately. I began to think about what I wanted and what I would wear. I have several sexy dresses and lingerie that I could wear. I also have a very short bathrobe I could wear and let fall open and drop to the floor as Jim is walking toward me to let him know exactly what I have in mind.

The day came when my husband let me know he was picking up Jim the next morning at the airport and we would have about seven hours together the next day. The next morning, we checked into our favorite hotel and Jeff left for the airport. I needed to take a shower and prepare myself for Jim and my husband. I had to make my choice on my outfit. Did I want to dress up or let Jim know I wanted him as badly now as I did then. I made up my mind after much deliberation and chose to wear my scanty robe. I wanted Jim to know what I wanted, and I knew dressing only in a robe would convey the message. I told my husband I wanted him in the room, but I wanted him to watch Jim and I got reacquainted for a while.

When my husband left to pick up Jim at the airport, I busied myself with the final preparations. I shaved my legs, and I trimmed and shaved my pussy. I wanted my pussy to be perfect for Jim and my husband, but mainly for Jim. I wanted his first taste of me to be forever imprinted in his mind. When he finally slides his cock into my hot, wet, waiting pussy, I want it to feel perfect. I put the finishing touches on my lips with balm. I want them soft and moist when Jim and I kiss. I wonder if he still has his mustache. I've never liked them, but I didn't mind his. Staring into his bright, blue eyes might have distracted me to not notice it so much. I want my lips moist and smooth when I put them on his cock. I want everything perfect for him and for my first threesome. I wonder if he still has a runner's body. I can't wait to finally see it. As I am applying lotion to my body, my mind is wondering how this will unfold. As I am thinking about this, my husband texts me to tell me they are pulling in. I put my robe on and tied it. I look in the mirror for a final assessment. I hope he still finds me attractive.

I go sit on the couch and rearrange myself trying to make the perfect scene for when they come through the door. I heard the door open and know it won't be long now. Will I be able to go through with this. I hear the door closing and the key in the door. It won't be long now. I see my husband followed by Jim. He is older and still as handsome as I remember. I stand up and begin to move toward him, not sure what will happen. Will my robe stay closed. I tied it well, I think. We are standing close, and I lift my arms up and wrap them around his neck as we pull in close for a hug. His body still feels hard, and I love being in his arms again. He is over six feet, so I feel enveloped in him.

We pull back a little as I look up into his eyes. They still sparkle and are still bright. Something is different, though. Then I noticed he doesn't have his mustaches anymore. Do I want to initiate what is sure to be the first passionate kiss of many this day or put it off and let the desire continue to build. I see my husband watching in anticipation and I know he cannot wait to see me kiss Jim, so I opt for a little later to tease him as well. I took Jim's hand and led him to our couch. My husband sits on the loveseat so he can watch things unfold between us. Things feel very comfortable and relaxed. I know we have all day, so we are not rushed here. Mental foreplay makes me as amorous as physical, so I can take my time. If Jim rushes things, we might get rolling sooner.

As I sit next to Jim, I look at him and am struck by how handsome he still is. I let my mind wonder back to my condo in Ft. Worth and I wonder how we never fucked each other. I am thinking about how the attraction is still there. As I wonder if he still feels the same, he finally speaks and tells me that I am as beautiful as I was then. That's what I wanted to know. He is on my left so my husband can see me and my robe. It is riding up a little high but still tied and I am not sure what Jim can see. I tell Jim I like him much better without his mustache. He smiled and said thank you. He then asked me if I was sure this was what I wanted. He said that he and my husband had talked at length, and he was excited to see me again. I replied by asking him if my husband would contact him, arranged this, pick him up at the airport and bring him here to see me after all these years and I am dressed wearing only a very short bathrobe with nothing underneath. He smiled again and said he guessed not.

Jim then volunteered, he had never done anything like this before and how were we to proceed? I explained that I let my husband know I wanted to have some time to get reacquainted with him while he sits and watches. When I want him to join us, I will let him know. I told him to proceed like we were on my couch, in my condo in Ft. Worth and all alone. I told him as he took my hand that I had prepared myself especially for him and that I hoped it was worth the wait.

Since he was nearly a foot taller than me, he pulled me toward him, and I raised up on my knees and wrapped my arms around his neck. It was so sexy to look into those eyes again. We are both taking our time as our lips move closer to each other, both enjoying the moment and the anticipation of what is to come. Our lips grew closer and finally touched. I moved my hand up off his neck and onto the back off his head to pull him closer. I feel the robe loosening as I do this. We lightly kiss as our lips are slowly massaging the others'. I quietly ask him if my lips are soft, and do they feel as good as he remembered. He brings his lips back to mine and as he is kissing me again, moans "Yes".

Our lips become more active and kissing more heated as if we are searching for a higher level of passion. Finally, our tongues touch. It seems like forever, and it seems like yesterday. I lean into Jim and caress his tongue with mine. His arms are around me and with one hand on the back of my neck and his other hand rubbing small circles on my back. It feels so good. His hand rubs and massages a little lower the longer we kiss. I broke the kiss and whispered in his ear that he had too many clothes on. I ran my tongue along his ear and both hands down to his waste to pull his shirt out of the slacks they were tucked into and over his head and off. He still had a runner's body. I pulled away and took it in. I can't believe I didn't fuck him in Ft. Worth.

He was looking at me and my robe. The knot was loosening around my waste. He reached down with both hands and untied it, and it fell open. For the first time, he was looking at my breast. He slowly reached up with both hands and moved it off my shoulders and it fell off me onto the couch. I was totally naked in front of him and my husband. He pulled me into him and our lips found each other and our tongues caressed as he hugged me to his chest so he could feel my breast against him. The feel of my nipples rubbing against his chest was electric. I wasn't sure when I was going to invite my husband to join us, but it would be a while.

My husband appeared beside the couch and had brought a pillow from our bed so I could lay back. I guess Jim noticed this and we pulled apart and took each other in. He told me that my breasts were even more beautiful than he had imagined. I told him he could have had them any time he wanted after our first kiss at lunch and that they were his now. Jim gently laid me back on the couch and my head on the pillow. He was on his knees taking my body in as he moved between my legs as I opened them for him. I loved the way he looked at me. He leaned down and we kissed again, playfully. Our tongues would touch and then pull back until he brought his mouth down on mine and we were once again kissing, and his tongue was moving deeply in my mouth the way I soon hoped his cock would be moving in and out of my very wet pussy. My arms were wrapped around his neck, and I wondered if my husband was enjoying the show.

Jim broke our kiss and started kissing my ear lobe and running his tongue along it. I felt wonderful and a moan escaped my lips. He continued trailing down to my neck where he kissed and lightly nibbled and sucked on it. I continued to moan as he kissed down to my chest. He stopped and looked at my breasts and placed his hands on them for the first time. He lightly squeezed them and played with my nipples. I was in heaven and told him to suck on them. He leaned down and took my right breast into his mouth. My nipple was between his lips, and he was gently sucking on it. I wrapped my arms around his head and enjoyed the sensation. I have waited for this for so long. He lightly bit down on my nipple and then licked it and then sucked hard on it. I told him my other breast wanted his attention, too.

He kissed his way back up my body until his lips found mine, again. Our tongues played with the other, lightly flicking across each other until he brought his mouth to mine and our tongues searched each other's out more passionately than before. He broke it off and began kissing my other ear and licking on it and nibbling like he did my other one. He worked his way down my neck and chest until he found my other breast. He gently squeezed my left breast and rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I started moaning again and he pinched my nipple a little harder. I can orgasm from having my breast played with. I didn't know how long he would play with them or if I would. I am sure I will have plenty of orgasms today. He gently starts kissing my breast and sucking on my nipple. I stroked his hair and rubbed his shoulder. He is very tender, and I am willing to let this go on for as long as he wants to play with them.

As I am thinking this, he pulls away and starts kissing down my stomach. I know where he is headed, and I can't wait. My pussy is smooth and wet, and I prepared it just for him. He kisses to the top of my mound where I left a little hair. He rubs his finger across it as if to tickle me. It doesn't tickle, but it feels good. He kisses down my hips to my thigh and starts to lightly suck on my inside thigh next to my pussy. He then brushes his lips over my pussy lips and moves to the other thigh and starts lightly sucking on that one. The anticipation is at a crescendo as he then places his mouth over my entire pussy and blows his warm breath softly on it. I shudder and moan. I think how many amazing nights we could have had in my condo.

He lightly runs his lips across mine. He runs his tongue over my lips and pushes it ever so slightly between them. As he speaks the second time, he tells me how wonderful I taste. I tell him how wet I am for him and push his face into my pussy and tell him to make me cum. I hear him mumble something and feel his tongue push all the way into my pussy. I see my husband and he is naked and hard. He is watching me and has a smile on his face as he knows I am really enjoying myself. I return my focus to Jim. I tell him I am so wet for him, and he continues to push his tongue all the way in.

Then he begins to press his tongue into my clit. I start to thrust my hips slowly up and down. I was so aroused by this that it didn't take me very long. I told him I was close and please don't stop. He pressed his tongue harder against my clit and licked in slow, hard circles. I pushed my pussy up into his tongue and bucked my hips up and down as fast as I could while he had his hands on my ass pulling me toward him. I could feel my orgasm coming and building in intensity. I bucked my hips harder and held the back of Jim's head and pulled him tighter against me. He kept up the pressure as I felt my orgasm start. I screamed "I'm coming! Don't stop." He kept up the pressure until it subsided, and I stopped moving my hips. He then slowly licked my pussy and gently kissed and sucked on my lips.

While I was recovering from my first orgasm of the day, Jim stood up and started taking his slacks off. I watched and told him that I wanted to take his briefs off. I had waited over seventeen years to see his cock, and I wanted to enjoy seeing it slowly revealed. He stood before me in only his briefs. I could see the outline of his cock and it looked yummy. As I set up on the couch, he took a step towards me. He leaned down and brought his mouth to mine. As our lips touched again, he plunged his tongue into my mouth, and we passionately kissed while I tasted myself on his lips. I thought about how my husband tells me my tongues feels even better against his after I have been sucking his cock. I couldn't wait to put my lips and tongue on Jim's cock and lick his balls. I wanted to be the best he has ever had.

Jim broke our kiss and stood up. He looked down at me to watch everything I did. I reached behind him and cupped his ass in my hands and pulled him closer. I was staring at his cock hard in his briefs. I knew I was going to enjoy this. I put my mouth against it and lightly nibble on it through his briefs. I softly gripped his balls and gently squeezed them while I nibbled and ran my tongue up the length of it. Jim moaned and told me that he had thought about me doing this to him for years. I stopped and told him that I had too. I reached my left hand up through the bottom of his briefs and contacted the flesh of his balls. He moaned as I rubbed them. With my right hand, I had the top of his briefs in my hand and slowly started to pull them down. I slowly saw the head of his cock appear and thought about where I was going to let him cum. Would I swallow every drop, let him cum on my breasts or stop short and let him fuck me?

While I was thinking about this sticky decision, my lips reached his head and slowly opened around it. I squeezed my mouth around it and lightly chewed on it. If Jim's reaction was any indication, he liked what I was doing. I took more of his head in my mouth as I slid down to the top of his shaft as I continued to lower his briefs. I took as much of his cock in my mouth until it triggered my gag reflex. I pulled off and started lowering his briefs until his cock popped free. It was beautiful and about seven inches and had a nice girth to it. I knew I would enjoy sucking and licking it and I knew I would love how it felt inside of me. My pussy was wet in anticipation. I leaned over and held his cock against him and ran my tongue over the length of his shaft. Jim lowered his briefs all the way down and stepped out of them. As I licked his shaft again, I told him to lie down on the couch where I had lain and enjoy what I was about to do to him.

Jim stretched out his lanky frame and had his head on the pillow. I am on my knees between his legs looking down at him. He smiled as I leaned down and covered his mouth with mine. As our tongues caressed, he reached up with both hands and began pinching my nipples. I broke the kiss and licked and kissed my way back down his flat chest to his cock. I run my tongue back down his length and get comfortable between his legs. When I get to the bottom, I continue down and run my tongue over his balls. I love sucking on a cock and I have grown to really enjoy licking my husband's balls. I am enjoying licking Jims', too. There is something about having that much power over a man. After spending several minutes caressing his balls with my tongue, I work my way back up. I lay my lips on the back of his cock and press the tip of my tongue against him and slowly slide up to the top and back down. I do this several times and then take his head back into my mouth and slowly slide down. I hope he notices how soft my lips are.