Prologue:
The following is a continuation of the Lost Creek Wives' Club (LCWC) series, and as always I recommend reading the prior one first. Especially since it's been so long between this and the last installment. Sorry about that, but it couldn't be helped.
As always, comments are welcomed as long as they are constructive. Thank you.
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While lying on our backs next to each other as we recuperated from our respective orgasms, I realized Nancy dozed off. Most likely from exhaustion after the three incredible orgasms Maureen so nicely induced in her.
She was all but dead to the world, and with a very contented expression on her face. Seeing she was, Maureen and I decided it was best to let her rest for a while.
After I covered her with an afghan, and got two short robes for Maureen and I, we made our way quietly to the kitchen.
Once there... "Would you like a glass of wine Maureen, or a cappuccino with me instead?"
"Cappuccino would be nice."
Soon as we both were sitting at the kitchen table with our cappuccinos... "You couldn't seem to get enough of Nancy. And her of you."
"After you Lacey, I never enjoyed going down on someone as much. Here I was thinking you were one of a kind."
"She is pretty incredible."
"Incredible isn't the word. I'm surprised that as long as you've known each other, it took you so long after you discovered your bisexuality to lure her out of the closet."
"Listen to you. If I remember right, you didn't lure me out of the closet as you put it until after we knew each other for five years. Besides, she was more responsible for it than me. Not that I tried to discourage her, or offer any resistance."
After Maureen laughed... "I'm sure you didn't. Regardless of how it came about, she couldn't seem happier about it. Kind of like you were."
"I'm sure you were too at the time. Now enough about Nancy, as I have something I need to ask you." After I took a sip of my cappuccino... "Do you think John would mind if Jim sucked his cock?"
"WHAT!"
"You don't need to yell, and you heard what I said. Do you think John would be okay with Jim sucking his cock?"
"That's what I thought you said. And why would Jim do that?"
"Because I asked him if he would. It's a fantasy of mine."
"To see him suck John's cock?"
"Not necessarily John's. Any cock, but there aren't many options. Just John, or maybe Nancy's husband at this point. After you told me about John's experience when he was a teenager, I thought he might be agreeable to it. Or at least let Jim do it for my benefit. Just a one time thing to satisfy my fantasy. I'm sure you must have fantasized about seeing John suck someone's cock?"
"I have, but what married woman hasn't. But how does Jim feel about fulfilling your fantasy?"
"While he acts like he's not keen on it, he gives me the impression he would because of how curious he is about what it'd be like."
"I guess it's no different than women being curious about what it'd be like to go down on someone's pussy. So do you want me to ask John if he'd be willing to let Jim give him a blow job?"
"Not out right initially. In your own way when the timing is right to feel him out about it in general."
"I probably never mentioned it, but I already have. Not about sucking Jim's cock, or Jim his, but if he would for me if the opportunity ever presented itself."
"Seriously?"