I've been to your house dozens of times in the past, but tonight is going to be different. I can feel it.
As you invite me in, I can tell you're a little nervous and I'm sure you can tell I am too. You're wearing a dark purple summer dress with sandals and I can tell you took more time on your hair than usual.
"You're looking gorgeous" I say.
You smile and say "Aww, thanks love!"
We walk through your living room and go into the kitchen where your husband is just finishing up the salad.
"Hey, how's it going?" I ask.
Your husband turns and smiles "Oh hi, just wrapping up here. It looks like a nice night so we thought it would be good to eat out on the deck."
I pick up some plates.
"sounds good, you need some help?"
I set the plates on the small table on the deck and you bring the silverware. Your husband brings out the salad and the dressings. You go back in and come back out with glasses of wine. We all sit and start eating. I can tell your husband is nervous, but only because I've known him for quite a while. Anyone else would think he was cool as a cucumber. As we're finishing up our salads, we make small talk and discuss how work is going, projects we're working on, house updates/repairs. Even though I'm 38 and you're both 57, we've always seemed to have the same ideas and thought processes.
The oven timer goes off signaling that the chicken cordon bleu is ready. Your husband gets up and goes into the house to get ready to serve it. I put my hand over yours on the table and look into your eyes and say,
"If nothing happens, or if it goes wrong, we're still all going to be fine."
You smile; "I think so too."
Your husband makes THE BEST chicken cordon bleu.
"Wow, this is incredible!" I say.
Your husband smiles with pride,
"thanks! It's really one of the only things I know how to do well!"
We all laugh and it seems to lighten the mood. (Either that, or the wine is starting to kick in.) I know your husband has been trying to say something since I got here, he finally says;
"So, no pressure tonight right? If something doesn't feel right, we're all mature enough to speak up, yes?"
You and I both nod, and sincerely agree. I reinforce the statement;
"I've always looked up to both of you since I've gotten to know you, and I have nothing but the highest respect for you. Even if something goes wrong, or someone's feelings get hurt, it's not going to change how I feel."
You both smile and we finish the rest of our meal discussing the city and some of the new construction going on.
I get up and pick up all our plates and silverware and take them back into the kitchen. After we clean up and put any leftovers away, we all head into the living room where the stereo has been playing your Pandora summer mix in the background. We all sit on the couch and look at each other for a moment.
We all start to say something at the same time, then stop and laugh.
"I'm not sure what to do now" I say.
"Do either of you have anything you feel strongly about?"
You and your husband both look at each other. You nod at him and he looks at me, finally saying;
"Well, I'm completely out of my element here. I was hoping you wouldn't mind starting with her, and then we can see where it goes?"
I nod.
"That sounds fine."
You're sitting in the middle between your husband and I. I pick up your hand and gently kiss it.
"How are you feeling?"
You smile and seem less nervous.
"Besides being in uncharted territory here? I think I'm ok."
I put my hand on your cheek and give you a small kiss on the lips. I can feel your husband watching us, but only out of curiosity. He doesn't seem to be upset. You look down and fold your hand in mine. You give me a small kiss back, stop, then kiss me deeply. Without stopping, I kiss you back with the same pressure, and we flick our tongues together. Your husband starts kissing your neck just as we stop. You move your head back and close your eyes for a moment, still holding my hand. You smile; "Should we find a more comfortable room?"
We've been discussing this for a few months. At first it was half-hearted flirting, then, it was serious discussions and some porn watching for "research." The last discussion we had ended in watching porn and masturbating together. After that, we finally decided that our level of comfort with each other was at the highest it could be. Tonight we would move forward and see what feels right, or stop and maybe reassess if one or more of us didn't feel right.
You're holding one of your husband's hands and one of my hands, leading us to your bedroom. Your husband starts to unbutton your dress. You stop him saying,
"Should we all be naked so we're not forgetting anyone?"
Your husband hesitates for a second but then nods. You start unbuttoning his shirt while he continues taking off your dress. I start lightly kissing your neck and cup one of your breasts in my hand. You take a large breath and kiss your husband deeply. His shirt is off and I can see the small amount of chest hair he has is also graying like it is on his head.
You turn around and start taking off my shirt as we kiss again. I stop cupping your breast long enough to take your bra off. Once it's off, I start softly caressing your erect nipples with my thumbs and forefingers. Your husband is taking your panties and sandals off while lightly kissing your leg from top to bottom. You start to breathe heavily and moan each time I put a little pressure on your nipples. I move my head down and start to kiss your breasts.
I can feel your husband watching and see the bulge in his pants getting bigger.
You slip your hand down over the crotch of my pants and rub my dick which is also getting very hard at this point. You get down on your knees and pull my pants and shorts down at the same time almost frustrated. You stop and look at my uncircumcised cock as it starts to leak from arousal. You hold it and gently caress the foreskin back. I feel your tongue gently touch the underside of the tip to taste the pre-come leaking from there. I feel you stop to make your mouth wet, and then slide the head into your mouth and begin sucking. I close my eyes and start breathing heavy. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious and open my eyes to see what your husband is doing. I'm standing at the foot of the bed and I see him sitting on the side of the bed. His pants and shorts are off and he is slowly caressing his erect dick while he watches you suck me. He seems to be watching in enjoyment and doesn't seem to mind that you're giving me the attention right now.