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Dinner & More

By: ctcandyman



I was a little gun shy after my divorce, so I really didn't go out of my way to form long lasting relationships. Here I was 45, balding with a long ponytail left over from the 60's, and a lot more gray in my beard that I cared to look at. I've been told that I look a lot younger than I look, which has helped me in those short-term relationships.

Not withstanding, I perked up when a new employee joined our ranks late one fall. She was an "older" woman. A little bit shorter than I, with thick red hair showing some gray at the temples. We all wore shapeless uniforms, however, that didn't hide her luscious looking butt -- not large, but tight. She had a nice flat tummy and ample breasts that poked out the shirts we wore.

After a couple of weeks of small talk and quick cafeteria lunches together, where we filled in the gaps, she asked me one day if I wanted to come over for dinner to a nice "home cooked" meal. Of course I said yes, as I was tired of my own cooking. This would certainly give me the opportunity to see what she really looked like in normal clothes and who knows, maybe without.

Our work schedules were such that she got out of work a couple of hours earlier than I did, so she gave me directions to her townhouse, told me where to park and said ring the bell so she could buzz me in. After she left work, my mind played all sorts of tricks on me and most of them were highly erotic. Little did I know?

I left work and made my way to her place, not even bothering to change out of my work clothes. I guess I was hungry -- in more ways than one. I rang the bell and she let me in to the complex hallway. As I opened the door to the 2nd floor, my senses were overwhelmed with the smell of sandalwood incense wafting down the hall from an open door. I heard her voice say, "Down this end".

As I got to the door she greeted me with a full on the mouth kiss, her tongue teasing mine. I caught my breath and took her in. I was mildly shocked. She was wearing an outfit straight out of the Arabian Nights. She was wearing a typical Dance of the 7-veils costume, made out of a light blue silk -- see through. Her tummy was bare with her breasts held in place by a golden cord. I could see her breasts poking through the material and huge nipples just waiting for some attention. She even had a jewel in her navel! Her pantaloons were also most reveling and I could see what I thought was a small dark patch of hair around her pussy. She also had several toe rings on with tiny bells that sounded with every step.

I moved to take advantage of the situation, but she held me off. She turned to go to the kitchen and said, over her shoulder, 

"You just got out of work. Help yourself to the shower. There's a robe in there for you to wear. Come out when you're nice and clean. Dinner will be ready soon."

Believe me I needed no more encouragement.

I took a long hot shower, and true to her word, hanging on the back of the bathroom door was a dark green silk robe. Since I had no clean clothes with me, I decided to go without except for the robe.

I stepped into the living room and found that it had been transformed into a harem. The only lighting was from dozens of candles placed throughout the room. The floor was covered with pillows and a small round table was now the centerpiece. As my eyes adjusted to the low light of the candles, a voice from the kitchen said, 

"What do you think? I did it especially for you. I thought that you might be in the mood for something a little different".

Walking to the kitchen when I found my hostess bending over the open oven. To my great surprise, I discovered that the pantaloons she was wearing not only where see through, but also crotch less. Her ass was pointed up in the air and I could see her pussy poking out from behind. Never one not to take advantage, and the fact that my cock was bulging from beneath my robe, I reached down behind her and cupped her cunt. She was smoothly shaved, except for that little patch I had seen when I arrived.

She was dripping wet. A gasp and a stifled moan escaped he lips. She said,"Wait", then closed the oven door. Still bent over she grasped edge of the sink moving her ass up a bit. My fingers easily slipped into her. More moans, and a whimper came from deep down her throat.

As I finger fucked her from behind, opening her up with two fingers, sliding them in and out to her gasps and moans. I was now rock hard. I opened my robe and my cock knew right where to go. I removed my fingers and she said, "No... don't" But when I put the tip of my cock at the entrance of her now dripping pussy, she just moaned even louder. I thrust it and hit bottom right away. Oh, man was she tight. The fingering has loosed her up, but I could tell that it had been some time since she had a dick in her. As I pumped slowly in and out she kept throwing her head back and moaning, words like "Don't stop" and "That's it". Finally after a couple of minutes I picked up the pace and grabbed her ass for leverage. I could feel her getting close and I reached a round and found her clit and flicked it with my fingers. That's all that it took as she clamped her pussy around my cock and howled in orgasm. I followed almost immediately spurting 3 or 4 times deep in her pussy.

We caught our breaths. As I withdrew my now soft dick, she turned around and gave me a long kiss, her breasts on my bare chest, my arms holding her tightly. We stood holding each other for a few moments

"Whew... God that felt good. It's been at least six months since I had a good stiff cock in me. I'll try not to let that happen again. Let me clean up. Dinner will be ready soon. I hope it's as good as the appetizer."

As she left to go to the bathroom, she called over her shoulder, " Don't go anywhere. Wait till you see what I have for desert."

"I can hardly wait."

My head was still spinning a bit, so I made myself at home among the pillows. The candlelight, the smell of dinner cooking and all the incense must have gotten to me, because the next thing I remember was my lovely hostess caressing my shoulder and whispering in my ear. "Dinner is ready, come and get me."

As I opened my eyes, I could see that the pantaloons were long gone, replaced by silk shorts made of the same see through material, The were cut high to the waist and were tight around her crack, covering only the lips of her pussy. She must have taken a shower, because she smelled like lilacs. She was standing over me, and I reached up to feel her pussy through the shorts. Oh my, I thought. She shaved what little hair had been there. Now I'll never know if she's a real red head. 

But the way the evening was going, I figured that I'd have a long time to find out. As I ran my hand over her silky smooth pussy, she pulled away slowly, saying, "Keep that up, and we'll never get to desert". Off to the kitchen she went the bells on her toes ringing.

"I thought that was the idea."

From the kitchen, she replied, "You men are all the same. You gotta have it all now, and can't wait for the good stuff. I guess I'm going to have to train you to be patient."

"I can't wait to be trained."

"I'll remember that."

She returned from the kitchen with a huge platter of steaming rice covered with pieces of stewed meat. It was all mixed up Middle Eastern style with peas and some dates. There was a side dish of fresh cut fruit and melon. A pitcher of fresh ice tea with sprigs of mint poking out the top rounded the meal off. We ate with our fingers using small pieces of warm flat bread. Boy, I could get used to this.

Since we were on the floor already, seated around the small table, the only comfortable way to sit was with our legs spread facing each other, the table between us. I moved my foot so that it was on her pussy and started playing with it with my toes. Her eyes glazed over a bit and she moved to pull aside the material that covered it. Slowly I kneaded her newly shaved mound with my toes. 

Without too much difficulty I was able to insert a couple of toes into her dripping pussy. She kept pushing herself into my foot, moaning loudly. "Oh God, That feels so good. Yeessss. Please don't ever stop." Gimme that big foot". All of a sudden she almost screamed in joy and my foot was immediately covered in her love juices. She had squirted all over my foot!

During this time I had been stroking my cock with my hand, bringing myself closer and closer to spewing my own love juices all over the place. After she had come, my friend watched me play with myself. She leaned over and said, "Please don't come yet. I want some of that." 

She slid the table out of the way and slithered on her belly over to where I was seated. Her fingers reached out a grasped my cock. Slowly she traced her finger up an down the now ridged shaft. A slight motion towards me and she engulfed the head with her mouth swirling her head around the top. Suddenly she was gulping it all the way down her throat. I could fell her lips against hair at the end of my shaft. In and out, alternately playing with the head and deep throating me. I knew I wasn't going to last long, when she let it fall out of her mouth and ever so slowly started to suck on my balls. I thought I would go insane. She hadn't stopped pulling on my dick, but it was at a much slower pace, I had been just about ready to erupt and here I was about 4 steps down from that. 

I begged her for release. "Just let me come", I said.

"Not yet. I want to get it all. You need to relax and get the most out of it. Sex is so much better that way." 

Right then she pushed me back a bit so that I was almost flat on the floor surrounded by the pillows. Her very active tongue found it's way to my asshole and she began licking and chewing on my anal bud. She had picked up the pace on jerking me off and the ass licking action brought me over the edge. I screamed "I gonna cum" and quickly she clamped her mouth over the top of my cock, sucking me deep down in her throat and swallowed every drop. I must have shot a huge load, because she gagged a little and when she looked up at me she had cum dripping down the corners of her lips

"You see, that wasn't so bad, was it?" She took her fingers and traced the cum drops around her lip. "You shouldn't waste a drop. It's too good for that."

She was lying on her back now, with her head in my lap. I reached down to play with her tits. I slowly traced around her nipples, which were hardening by the minute. As I had seen through her uniform and the 7-veil costume they were ample in size, maybe a 36C, but they filled my mouth just fine. The lilac bath oil she had used made them taste sweet. I continued to suck on them, alternately sucking and biting her nipples. Her breath became ragged and she moved her hand down to her clit. I saw a finger slid into her pussy, then two, so I sucked even harder. 

All of a sudden she cried out, "I going to cum again...suck my tits, Baby. Fill you mouth up." Her hand was a blur in and out of her pussy and her thumb was working overtime on her clit. She gasped, then shuddered and came screaming loudly, "Oh suck me, bite me harder, oh fuck!"

* * * After a bit we cleaned up the leftover food and stated on the few dishes. The whole time we couldn't keep our hands off each other.

"You know, it's really hard to concentrate doing the dishes with your hands on my tits. I'm afraid that I'll drop something." "I'll try not to drop anything, I swear", I said, as I rolled her nipples between my fingers. The more I played with them, the longer it was taking to finish the dishes. 

Finally she said breathlessly, "I think I'll leave these until the morning. Your cock is driving me wild."

It's not that I hadn't noticed, but I was hard again and had been poking her in the ass the whole time I had my hands around her paying with her tits.

She proceeded to blow out all the candles in the living room-dinning room area as we moved towards the bedroom. The only remaining light was from a couple in the bedroom and a small night light in the bathroom. Just enough light to see what you're doing, but dark enough to keep a romantic atmosphere. And there was still a lot of the left.

I followed her to the bedroom. The bed was a large four poster covered with lots of pillows and a soft down comforter. I pulled back the comforter and sat on the edge of the bed. As she stepped out of the shorts, I could see that the crotch was soaking wet. She pulled off her top. Her nipples were still at attention and as I went to bring them to my mouth she practically fell in my arms.

"You have no idea how long I planned this. From the moment I saw you, I really wanted you fuck your brains out", she said. "I was in agony with all the small talk. I just wanted to say, Lets go back to my place and fuck. I even shaved just for you." I couldn't answer right away since I had one of her tits in my mouth, slowly sucking on her nipple. I rolled her over on the bed and traced my tongue down from her breasts along the flat of her belly to her shaved pussy. Man was she wet. The whole insides of her legs were drenched with her juices and my leftover cum. I found her clit, which wasn't fully hard, as it was peeking out of its hood, inflamed and ready for more attention. I flicked it a bit with my tongue and she moaned softly. As I continued to play with it, alternately teasing and drawing her clit into my mouth, the more she moaned, louder and louder. 

"You've got to stop," she cried out, "I'm going to cum again." Oooooh, please... yeah right there. Don't you dare stop."

I slipped around so that we were in a classic 69 position, me on top. She took my cock into her mouth and began sucking furiously, the closer she got to her orgasm. I thought that couldn't have much more in me, after the way things had been going, but she was very good. Her fingers began playing with my ass. She slipped in a finger and began ever so slowly fucking my ass in the same rhythm as she was sucking my cock.

I moved my mouth off her sopping pussy. I was clearly out of breath and ready to explode. It felt so good. I was definitely getting the fucking of a lifetime. I could feel it deep within me, the pressure unbelievable. I suddenly exploded in her mouth again. As I did, she furiously fucked my ass with her finger, At the same time; my mouth was filled with her juices and squirting all over my face. We both screamed in orgasm. 

"Oh fuck me baby", I cried. "Keep it up" I didn't want it to end.

We lay entwined on her bed, soaked in sweat and each other's love cum. We slept for a couple of hours, I guess, because the next thing I remember was twilight coming through the blinds. My lover was nowhere to be seen. Since the bedroom door was closed I couldn't hear much, but I thought that I could hear a shower running. So I drifted back to sleep.

I suddenly found myself fully awake and fully erect.

"Welcome back, lover. I thought that you were going to sleep all morning. But it looks like that you're ready to go again."

Awake and ready. But of course I was awake. She was running her hands up and down my shaft. Slowly. She reached behind her and proceeded to pour some sort of lotion into her hands, rubbed them quickly together and then onto my cock. The lotion was still cool, but was heating up.

"Turn around is fair play. Now it's your turn. Just lay still"

Since I was still groggy, I had no idea what she was talking about. 

She positioned herself over my cock and spread her ass cheeks a bit. Ever so slowly she eased my cock up her ass.

"Ah, that's it. Nice and slow... Oooooh yeah."

It felt like a little pop as the cock head slipped in and then the rest of it went in to the hilt "Oh, it's been too long, since I was fucked in the ass. God, that feels so gooood. Make it last. Make me come, baby. I want you in my ass."

She was on her toes, facing me, moving up and down on my cock. Slowly at first and then quickening the pace.

Her ass was tight, no doubt about it. It clenched around my cock, bringing me closer to what had turned out to be an endless number of orgasms in such a short time. It did feel good.

I pulled myself up a bit and put a pillow behind my head. I could just reach her pussy and in no time found her clit. It was hard and looked longer than it did the previous night. Maybe all my sucking made it grow!

In no time my hand was wet and I went to grab her tits. I wanted to suck on them too. Just then I came deep in he bowels.

"Cum in my ass. Oh, shit, that feels so good, don't you fucking stop, Fuck my ass, Make it hurt, baby"

I continued to pound up her ass. She must have come 2 or 3 times in seconds.

I swear I must have passed out. I awoke to a fully dressed lover, standing next to her bed.

"I have to head out to work. The key in on the kitchen table. Clean towels are in the bathroom so that you can clean up. Now that you know where the place is, don't be a stranger."

She turned and left then turned quickly and blew me a kiss. "Thank you for a wonderful night. See you at work."

In amazement I watched her leave. However she did have a certain bounce to her step that I hadn't noticed before. I wonder why?

Oh, a footnote, She was a natural red head, but that's another story.

Dinner and More



The flashlight shone brightly into her face and Melissa groaned inwardly. The irritating beam of light was joined by several others, forcing her to shield her eyes while trying to maintain some semblance of a smile.

"Ryan," she called, "how do you say 'quit shining that flashlight in my eyes' in Japanese?" The tall Australian was too far away to hear her. Melissa waded through the group of Japanese elementary school students who surrounded her and made her way toward her teaching partner.

"You know, this is fun, but I think I'll be glad when this little Halloween party is over."

Ryan chuckled. "Yeh, "he said, "I think the hide-and-seek in the dark is their favorite game".

The kids jostled around the two adults, forcing Melissa to lose her balance, and she grabbed the back of Ryan's shoulder for support. As soon as her hand touched him, she forgot about the lights and the jabbering Japanese voices around her. 

She leaned closer, more than she really needed to, and brushed her chest slightly against his back. Her body was acutely aware of every inch of her that came into contact with him. Inhaling, she stole a moment to drink in the scent of him; that unique male muskiness mixed with a hint of the cigarette he had smoked after lunch.

"Whoops, there you go." Ryan set Melissa back on her feet and she became aware that she had left her hand on him a bit too long. As he turned, his eyes met hers and she stared into his blue eyes. She was always struck by how blue they were and her body tingled with the contact. For just a second a spark flashed between them, and then it was gone.

"Guess it's time to get started, eh?" he said as Melissa broke the eye contact. Another flashlight beam in her face jerked her back to the present. Just one more game, and then they would be free. Melissa had been thinking about what might happen later that night since earlier in the week. She had invited Ryan back to the village to hang out with them and watch movies after the two teachers finished the party. Whenever Ryan came over, Melissa fantasized for days and would work herself into a ridiculously horny state.

Ryan began explaining the next game, but Melissa didn't pay a whit of attention. She was too busy watching him, mentally undressing him. As he talked, she was imagining pulling his rugby shirt off over his head, kissing his chest and exploring him with her hands. Melissa ached to press herself against him, to feel his hands grip her and crush her against himself. Their lips would meet, hard and frantic ...

"Hey, Melissa, it's time to hide now," Ryan called out to her as he trotted towards the door.

"Oh, right. No problem." Melissa was sure she blushed and thanked heaven that it was dim inside the building so he couldn't see her very well. "I suppose you're going to use your super duper secret spot, yeah?" She said as she followed him into the dark hallway.

"Yeh. They haven't found me yet."

"God, I'm so sick of them shining those lights in my eyes. I totally don't want to be found. Any chance there's room in there for both of us?" Melissa asked hopefully.

Ryan stopped for a second, cocked his head to one side, and looked at her. "I guess so, if that's what you want."

"If you don't mind," she hesitated.

Melissa couldn't see his expression very well in the dark, but she sensed a pause. "No, no, it's cool," he finally responded.

Ryan led his partner to a small storage room under the stairs. They crawled in and crammed themselves into the back corner, behind some boxes. It was a very cozy fit. Melissa started to wonder if this had been such a great idea.

She was crouched down in front of the Aussie, her back pressed into his chest. As he breathed, his breath tickled her ear and she gave some serious consideration of passing out right then and there.

"You okay?" His voice spoke into her ear.

She answered in a breathless whisper, "yeah. You?"

"I'm good." His lips brushed her earlobe. 

Melissa's breath quickened and blood rushed to her head. She closed her eyes and concentrated on how good he felt pressed against her. Without realizing it, Melissa leaned her head back slightly and turned her cheek towards Ryan. Their faces were almost touching and it was torture to not kiss him.

She didn't care about the game or anything else at that moment. All she wanted was to feel his lips on hers, to drink him in, to tear off her clothes and fuck him madly. It would be so easy. All she had to do was lean forward a bit and rub her ass into his crotch. He was sure to get hard -- in fact she was beginning to suspect he already was. They could wrestle their pants off and he could slide his cock into her right there. She could imagine them fucking doggy style, fast and frantic, humping madly before they were caught.

A quiet groan sounded in her ear. A real groan, not an imaginary one. Melissa suddenly realized that she had begun to rhythmically press herself back in to Ryan. His hands had begun to move and he gently cupped her breasts from behind. Melissa inhaled sharply, her lips parted. Ryan's mouth found her neck and he bit down gently as another low moan escaped him. She felt as though she could cum right then, she was so horny. The strong hands caressing her breasts became more firm and forceful. Melissa responded by pressing harder against him.

Suddenly, the door opened and the couple froze. They knew they couldn't be seen, but it was enough to bring them back to reality. The flashlight beam made a cursory search of the small space, loud Japanese voices and laughter filled the hallway outside, and then the door shut.

"Shit," Melissa said to herself. To date, she and Alex hadn't come to a final decision about Ryan. She couldn't give in and fuck his brains out just yet. She moved away and turned to look at him. Their eyes had become accustomed to the dark now, and she could see clearly the expression on his face. The desire she saw in his eyes nearly made her lose her resolve. For long minutes the two stared at each other, breathing heavily and the smell of arousal filling their nostrils.

"I think I'll let them find me this time," Melissa said, finally breaking the silence. Before he could say anything, she dashed out of the storage room and re-entered reality.

The rest of the party was a blur. Melissa finally regained some sense of normalcy and she and Ryan managed to behave as though nothing had happened. It was all such a lie, though. When it was time to leave, and they were alone in the car, Melissa could feel the sexual tension between them, just under the surface. They went through all the motions; getting his things from his apartment, running into the store for some steaks, and picking their way through the video store.

Melissa kept finding ways to touch him, though. As he handed her his cell phone in the video store, her hand brushed his for an inordinate amount of time. Every time he came up behind her to point out another video choice, he came close enough that she felt like she had been shot through with a jolt of electricity. All this teasing was driving her insane. Her nipples were tight and sore, and her pussy was absolutely dripping.

Fortunately, Ryan had opted to follow Melissa in his own car back to the small village where she lived 45-mintues away. Melissa spent the entire drive playing out a variety of scenarios that all involved herself, Ryan, and her husband Alex naked and sweaty. Images of the three of them filled her mind and made her drunk with desire. While Alex had a few reservations about playing with Ryan -- a single guy versus a married couple - Melissa was well aware of his weakness for watching her go down on another man. For her part, she could fantasize all day about being full of cock. Few things pleased her more than being fucked hard and fast while her mouth was crammed with a throbbing dick. Over and over again, Melissa imagined the pounding and fucking. She could hear the panting and groaning, and she could almost feel herself being carried away by the sensations of having two men at the same time.

As horny as she was, Melissa decided masturbation while driving was not a good idea. Driving on the left was still a bit tricky for her. Besides, she needed to calm down a bit before getting home. She inhaled deeply and tried to clear her mind. Looking round, she finally took note of her surroundings. Absorbed in her fantasy world, the landscape had flown by and she now realized that she was nearly home.

Alex heard the front door open. He slid open the door to the entry way as Melissa and Ryan entered and began removing their shoes.

"Hello, there," he said cheerfully. "How's the drive?" 

"Not bad. The roads are pretty good," Ryan replied as he hung up his coat on one of the wall hooks. "There's a new grocery store in Nantokagawa. It's enormous. Did you see it?" He turned around to ask Melissa as she, too, was hanging her coat. It was cramped in the small entryway.

"Uhmm...no, I guess I missed it." She fought down the flush she felt rising in her cheeks. She'd been so distracted by her imaginary sex-fest that she had driven through the small town without noticing.

Alex noticed the look on Melissa face. She squeezed past Ryan and up the step into the main hallway, briefly meeting her husband's gaze. Her hazel eyes were bright and Alex knew instantly that she was horny as hell. 

"Have a nice day?" he asked her in a low voice as she came to give him a hug.

"Mmm...fun, and frustrating. You now how it goes, "came her coy response. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him deeply. Her tongue immediately slid between his lips, probing his mouth with a deep hunger.

Alex pulled her closer, cupping her buttocks in his hands and eliciting a quiet growl of pleasure from her.

"Ahh, nice to see you too," she pulled back and gave him a look that clearly communicated her desire. Alex's cock began to harden and he was forced to adjust himself slightly. 

They heard Ryan's footsteps as he finally stepped into the main hallway. The Australian's eyes met theirs for a split second, and then he looked away. The look had been long enough, though. Long enough for both Melissa and Alex to see what Ryan must be trying desperately to hide - desire and confusion, an intoxicating combination.

As the three of them moved into the living room, the conversation was the usual run of the mill sort, but Alex's mind was elsewhere. He wasn't surprised that things were coming to a head. Melissa and he had been talking about playing with Ryan off and on for months. They had known that it would be a little frustrating to leave their swinging lifestyle behind while they took this temporary hiatus in Japan. It had now been more than a year, and Melissa was champing at the bit.

Watching Melissa and Ryan chatting companionably as they unloaded the groceries, Ryan thought about watching her go down on the other man. He imagined her kneeling in front of the Australian there in the kitchen, yanking his pants down, and telling him to thrust his cock into her mouth. He loved watching Melissa down on the floor sucking off another man. 

Alex shifted his cock again. He was rock hard now. Why not play with Ryan? Melissa certainly wanted him badly enough. She was so enthusiastic when she was this horny, too. Rubbing his cock through his jeans, Alex smiled to himself. Ryan was going to get a surprise tonight.

As if reading his mind, Melissa turned away from Ryan and looked at her husband. She shivered and felt her nipples harden when she saw the grin on Alex's face, followed by an almost imperceptible nod. By now, her panties were soaked. Her pussy ached as she returned Alex's smile. "Game on," she thought.

Melissa began to flirt in earnest now, as the three of them prepared dinner. She took every opportunity to get close to Ryan, bumping and rubbing up against him. After they had eaten, she snuck up behind him and found an excuse to reach around him to the sink. As she leaned forward and to the side, she saw the bulge in his pants. It took every ounce of self-control Melissa possessed to stop herself from just simply reaching her hands around him and into his pants. God, how she wanted to hold him in her hand, to slide her fist up and down the hard length of his shaft.

Alex watched from the table and adjusted himself again. His own cock throbbed and strained to be free. Alex well knew how good it felt to have Melissa's naked body pressed against his back, gyrating, masturbating him while they stood. He wondered how long she was going to wait.

After the kitchen had been tidied, Ryan grabbed his smokes off the bookshelf and made his way to the door. Melissa followed, joining him in his after dinner smoke as she often did. They slipped their shoes and coats on and went out into the cold night.

"Ciggie?" he asked, offering her a slim white cigarette.

Melissa chuckled at his Australian slang. "Thanks," she replied. She slid it between her lips and leaned forward as he flicked his lighter. Ryan's hand moved towards her to pass her the lighter, but she took his hand and guided it up to her cigarette instead. Her hand held his lightly and much longer than necessary. When her "ciggie" was in danger of catching on fire in earnest, she slid her hand down his and finally dropped it, her cold fingers retreating to the warmth of her coat pocket.

"Thanks," she said. She took a deep drag and looked into his eyes.

Ryan returned her look, but then turned his gaze to the light dusting of snow around them. "Noriyuki and I are supposed to play golf tomorrow in town."

"You're crazy, Ryan," she laughed at him. "I think golf season is over for the year."

"Maybe, but it's supposed to be sunny tomorrow. It might melt," Ryan responded optimistically.

"You need a girlfriend. Something else to spend your money on, instead of all this golf." Melissa laughed and exhaled smoke. The white cloud billowed between them. She shivered and took a small step closer towards him. "When was the last time you got laid, anyway?" Melissa gave him a teasing look. "I've heard that it isn't all that easy for foreigners to hook up with local girls, especially in small towns like ours. How many times have you been laid since you moved here?"

Ryan kicked the snow at his feet and shrugged. "Oh, I don't know. Five or six, I guess." He grinned, "Remember, there was that girl this summer who wanted to get even with her boy friend."

Melissa laughed, remembering the story. "I forgot about her."

The two became momentarily quiet as they smoked and admired the stars in the dark sky.

"Say," Ryan began hesitantly. "...um...about what happened earlier today, you know, in the closet..." He shifted his weight nervously and fingered what was left of his cigarette. "I just wanted to say I'm..."

Melissa interrupted him by putting her finger to her lips. "Shh," she said softly. In one smooth motion, she crushed her cigarette out and turned to go into the house. Glancing back over her shoulder, Melissa looked at him with half-lidded lustful eyes. Without a word, she smiled and retuned to the warmth inside.

He followed her after a moment, and they again went through the shoe-removing ritual familiar to anyone living in Japan. 

"Let me get the spare bed fixed up real quick. Why don't you go get the movie ready for me, okay?"

"No problem," Ryan responded, and headed into the living room.

"Alex, can you bring me that wool blanket off the futons, please?" Melissa called out to her husband from the extra bedroom.

A minute later, Alex came into the room carrying a blanket. "Here you are, sweetie," he said, dropping it on to the bed. His hands immediately went around her waist and he enveloped her in a violent embrace. Crushing his body against hers, he kissed her with a searing heat. Alex cupped her ass in his hands and made certain that she could feel his hard-on. She melted into him and groaned in response. Melissa hung helplessly onto his neck and submitted herself to his mouth and hands.

Alex forced Melissa backwards and pinned her against the wall. Her hips moved against him. Quickly, keeping his mouth on hers, he slid a hand past the elastic waist of her yoga pants and her panties. He smiled when she stifled the groan that tried to escape as his fingers found her dripping wet pussy and slipped inside. Immediately she began to fuck his fingers mindlessly.

"You want to fuck him like crazy, don't you," he whispered hoarsely into her ear.

"Yesss, " was her only reply.

"I want to watch you suck his cock deep into your throat..."

Melissa eyes were closed and she whimpered as he fingered the hard nub of her clit.

"I want to see you suck him off and swallow his cum," it came out as a gentle demand, not a request.

"Whatever you want, sweetheart," Melissa moaned quietly.

Then, just as suddenly as he had attacked her, Alex pulled away. He licked Melissa's juices off his fingers and smiled. He thought to himself that he was the luckiest man on earth. Most people would be shocked to know what the couple was like alone in the bedroom. They looked so normal on the outside, but inside, it was as if he was secretly married to his own private porn star.

"I love you," Alex said to Melissa.

His wife struggled to regain her composure. "I love you too," she replied, and gave him a gentle kiss before leaving the room.

The DVD began to play and Ryan fussed with the controller, finally managing to turn off the Japanese sub-titles. He sat on the floor in front of the couch where the couple sat. Melissa was lying sideways on the couch, her feet in her husband's lap. As she plotted her next move, she covertly massaged Alex's cock with her toes. Her eyes locked with his in the dim light of the TV and she licked her lips.

"I'm so fucking horny," she mouthed silently.

Alex's cock twitched tightly in response. He then watched as Melissa leaned forward so that her head was next to Ryan's. He saw the other man's chest begin to rise rapidly as his breathing quickened and Alex laughed inwardly when he thought about how confused Ryan must be right now.

Melissa could smell the beer and cigarettes on Ryan's breath as she leaned close. For some reason, it was always a scent that turned her on like crazy. Drinking it in, she slowly began to nibble on the blonde man's ear. Nipping gently with her teeth, she sucked on his ear lobe and slid her hands round to his chest. 

"Bloody hell," came Ryan's whispered response. He inhaled sharply and arched his back against the couch. 

"It's okay," Melissa whispered into his ear before she resumed her sucking and nibbling. Her mouth moved from his ear to his neck and Melissa could feel the muscles in his chest tighten. Ryan's skin tasted so new, and she reveled in it.

Still kissing and nipping at his neck, she slid off the couch and onto the floor. Her kisses trailed his collarbone and worked their way up his neck towards his mouth. Melissa lightly kissed the corners of his mouth. Ryan sat, either mesmerized or shocked; it was impossible to tell. His eyes closed and he leaned his head back a bit against the couch. 

Melissa then began to brush her lips against his, teasing him, savoring the moment. She took his lower lip between her teeth and sucked it gently into her mouth. Ryan let out a quiet grunt, prompting Melissa to rest her hands on his shoulders and slide her leg across his lap, straddling her stunned friend.

Finally, she moved her tingling lips onto his mouth and kissed him deeply. Melissa's hands traveled from his shoulders to the back of his head, pressing their faces together. Her lips and tongue explored his, nipping, sucking, and biting. He was breathing heavily now. Melissa could hear a low moan building in his chest and she realized that she had unconsciously been rocking her pelvis into his crotch.




Dinner and More



Alex watched as Ryan finally grabbed Melissa to return her embraces. He thrilled to see the two of them locked together, kissing wildly, with his wife grinding her pussy into the other man. Ryan's hands moved up and wound themselves into Melissa's long curly hair. He yanked her head back violently and began to ravage her throat and neck.

"Ahh," Melissa responded throatily. She rocked harder against Ryan. His mouth was all over her and she was desperate to have her nipples in his mouth. Groping about, she finally found Ryan's wandering hands and placed them on her breasts. He groaned into her mouth as she did so.

He began kneading them gently. "Oh, yes...yes," he murmured approvingly.

Suddenly, Melissa pulled away and moved off of Ryan's lap. As she did so, his lustful expression quickly changed to one of momentary confusion as he returned to reality. Melissa smiled and kissed him. 

"S'okay," she assured him, "see?" She nodded with her head in the direction of her husband, who was looking at them with obvious approval. "Just a sec," she whispered.

With that, Melissa crawled over to where Alex was reclining on his corner of the couch, rubbing his erection through a barrier of cloth. He looked down at her head as she moved between his legs and planted a firm kiss on his crotch. She slid her body up his until she was level with his face. Melissa then pressed her swollen lips to his and kissed him deeply as her hand moved to unfasten his pants.

Alex gasped as his wife pulled his hard cock out of his pants. Momentarily closing his eyes, he concentrated on the feel of her hot, wet mouth as she slowly slid his shaft into it. Her tongue curled around his cock as she worked her way up and down him. He then watched as she sat back and took his hand to place it on his cock. Obligingly, he began to stroke himself, using her saliva as lubrication. Alex then watched as Melissa returned to the awestruck Australian who sat dumbfounded and horny on the floor of their living room.

"Hmm, now where were we?" she asked teasingly.

Ryan grabbed her by her hips and pulled her onto him again. "Right here," he answered, now fully committed to what was happening. His mouth found her neck and he nibbled and sucked at it, causing Melissa to writhe with pleasure.

"Mmm...oh, that's right...ahh...now I remember," she said. "...Thanks."

"No, no, thank you." His sense of humor had returned, too. 

Melissa sat up and rocked her hips against Ryan. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her husband, slowly stroking himself as he watched her. She smiled, and slowly pulled her shirt off over the top of her head, revealing the silky push-up bra beneath. Pushing Ryan's eager hands aside, she continued to rock her hips and unsnapped her bra. As it dropped to the side, she cupped her breasts in her own hands and massaged them gently while the two men watched.

Ryan groaned in frustration and Melissa finally replaced her hands with his, gasping as his thumbs flicked her nipples. She let out a small yelp when Ryan's mouth latched on to one of the hard, pink peaks. His tongue played with her nipple ring and she arched her back with pleasure. Melissa felt as though she was on fire as Ryan explored and teased her with his tongue and teeth.

Reaching forward, Melissa grabbed a handful of Ryan's shirt from behind and began to tug impatiently. The Aussie finally complied and helped her remove his shirt. As soon as it was off, Melissa leaned forward to press her naked torso against his. Her nipples tingled as they rubbed his chest hair, and she kissed him fiercely. Melissa's hips moved of their own accord now. They gyrated and twisted in short, sharp half circles, grinding the damp crotch of her pants against the hard bulge straining against his jeans.

Melissa broke their kiss long enough to stand and quickly remove her pants. She pulled Ryan's hand up and between her legs so he could feel the wet spot there. Before she could stop him, he began to rub her swollen clit, easily felt through the thin fabric of her panties.

She stood paralyzed by the sensations and groaned low and deep. Her eyes found Alex's and she held his gaze for a long moment, letting him watch the arousal build in her face.

Suddenly the other man's fingers slipped past the edges of her panties and into the heart of her cunt. Melissa stood there in the middle of the living room, with Ryan's fingers moving wetly in and out of her pussy, trying not to fall down, while her husband watched.

Finally she could take it no longer. Pushing his hand away, Melissa dropped back to the floor and practically ripped open Ryan's jeans. She moved with ferocity that only lust could induce. Once she had his pants off, she slowed down and began to caress his cock with obvious pleasure. Melissa rubbed the hard shaft against her check and face. Parting her lips, she slid the head of his penis into her mouth and sucked gently. Her hand wrapped around the length of his cock and moved slowly up and down while she toyed with him.

Ryan growled and pushed his hips against her face. He wanted her to take him all the way into her mouth. Normally, she would stretch things out longer, but tonight she didn't have the patience. Millimeter by millimeter, she moved her mouth all the way down. Ryan gasped when the head of his cock rubbed against the back of her throat.

Then, just as slowly and carefully, Melissa moved her head away, circling her tongue around his shaft as she withdrew him. Licking and kissing, she lavished all her attention on the new cock in her face. She had no idea how long she sucked and slurped, and was surprised when she felt her panties being removed.

Looking behind her, Melissa saw Alex. After removing her panties, he guided her to the couch and directed her to sit. He too, was naked now, and he sat next to her once she was settled. Melissa took his cock in her hand and stroked him. Alex pulled on her knee and spread her legs wide.

Ryan immediately seized the moment and glided in between her legs. He began to kiss her other lips, slipping his tongue into her wet pussy. Melissa gasped and arched her back into his face. Alex, his cock still in her hand, bent to kiss her and massage her breasts while Ryan began to eat her pussy in earnest.

Melissa was overwhelmed with sensations. She moaned and thrashed, her eyes closed. Her breath came in spurts as the fire began to build in her. Nothing else existed other than Alex's mouth on her nipples and Ryan's on her pussy. He held on to her hips, trying to steady himself against her wild movements.

Both men could tell she was getting close as they listened to her guttural, "ah...ah...ah...," coming faster and in time with Ryan's fingers as they now pumped in and out of her. Melissa wrapped her legs around him and gripped his head tightly to her pussy. Suddenly, she arched her back violently and yelled out with an unmistakable cry. The smell of sex filled the room.

Nobody spoke or moved for a minute. Melissa finally opened her eyes as she tried to clear the orgasm-induced haze filling them.

"Wow," she breathed out simply. She then kissed both men in turn and slid off the couch. "Your turn," she said as she motioned for Ryan to take her place on the couch. Alex slid off and joined her on the floor. He sat back to watch as Melissa knelt down in front of the Aussie.

"Bloody fucking hell," he hissed as her mouth enveloped him again. Melissa eagerly lapped up the glistening drops of liquid that had leaked out of his cock. Using her hands and mouth, she began to work Ryan up into his own frenzy.

Alex watched as his wife worked on the other man. He lovingly caressed her ass as it stuck up in the air, bouncing in time with her head, moving up and down on Ryan's cock. He admired the view of her neatly trimmed pussy. It still glistened with her juices and Ryan's saliva.

Melissa moaned, sending vibrations through Ryan's cock, when Alex entered her from behind. Alex gripped her hips and slid in and out slowly, firmly. He needed her to be able to concentrate on the other man for a bit longer.

So, he set a steady but slow rhythmic pace, enjoying the view and the feel of his wife. Alex slid his hands up and down her back, admiring the curve of her as she bent over Ryan's lap. She reminded him of a kid with a new toy, so obvious was her enjoyment.

Grinning to himself, Alex took a firm grip on Melissa's soft hips and gave her a few hard and fast thrusts. With each movements, she grunted, her noises muffled by Ryan's cock as it filled her mouth. Alex looked down and watched as he slid himself in and out of her pussy, her ass pressing back in to him.

Melissa tried her best to concentrate on Ryan. She sucked and slurped noisily, her lips wrapped tightly around his engorged flesh. His fingers were tangled in her curls again and he began to fuck her mouth, raising his ass off the couch with each push. 

Not quite ready yet, Melissa moved her lips to Ryan's balls, eliciting a gasp from him as she gently enfolded one in her mouth. Sucking carefully, her tongue wound circles around it and her hand stroked his wet cock. Slowly, Melissa licked him, tasting every inch.

Her thirst slaked, Melissa returned her attention to Ryan's cock, ready to finish him. She took him deep into her throat, sucking firmly. Her hands and mouth worked furiously, bringing him to the edge as she devoured him. Her pussy tightened as she anticipated Ryan's climax, and as Alex continued to pump into her, his speed increasing now, too.

"Oh...fuck, yes...yes," Ryan exclaimed as he grabbed her head, fiercely pressing her into him and temporarily smothering her. Melissa could feel his balls tighten against her chin and his body went rigid. Loud sounds of pleasure filled the room and he shot his cum deep into her throat. Melissa fought to maintain her hold on him, swallowing the hot liquid as it pulsed out. Hands on his hips, she refused to let him pull out until she had milked every last drop out of his cock. She held him in place, gently kissing his now ultra-sensitive member.

Alex then took control over the moment and increased his pace as he began to ram himself into his wife. Melissa nearly shouted out and he watched as she grabbed Ryan's hips again to steady herself. Her face was now resting in the other man's lap. Alex thrust deeply into her and thrilled to see her body shaking with his pounding.

Melissa freed one hand and snaked it down to her pussy so she could rub her clit. He could see her arm moving rapidly, almost violently. Ryan's hands caressed her back and she pushed herself back against Alex with each of his thrusts. His fingers bit into her hips now, but he knew she didn't care.

The sounds of slapping skin, grunting, and panting filled the room. Alex's groin tightened more and more, his movements becoming faster as he drove into her. Suddenly, Melissa let out a deep, throaty groan and Alex could feel her orgasm clutching at his cock. The pressure inside him finally exploded and washed over his body. He thrust deeply into her, over and over again with each successive shock wave as he ejaculated forcefully into her pussy. 

Melissa moaned softly and pressed back into him once more, still lost in her own orgasm. The naked and sweaty trio collapsed into a spent heap, sprawled on the living room floor, pulses racing.



Dinner...And More



Lindsey stood naked in front of her full length mirror, trying to decide what to wear. Everything had happened so suddenly she hadn't had time to think straight. Two hours ago his parents had shown up and said they were taking the kids for the night, and that Patrick had an evening planned for them. She'd quickly packed some clothes for the overly excited kids, kissed them good-bye and taken an envelope from Patrick that her mother was told to give her. Inside was a note written in his scratchy handwriting:

Lindsey,

We haven't had an evening for us in far too long. We talk about it and talk about it, but we never make it happen. Tonight I am making it happen. Hopefully it's no later than 3:30 seeing as the limo will arrive at 5:30. I think 2 hours is enough time for you to take a hot bath and get yourself ready for dinner. Our reservation is for 7pm tonight. The limo ride is going to be about 45 minutes or so, that leaves us enough time to have a couple of drinks before dinner. As for what to wear...It has to be sexy, that much you know I'd ask for. The restaurant isn't super fancy, but it's nice. I'll be wearing a shirt and tie, no jacket. We're going to have a wonderful dinner and then retreat upstairs to our suite, and see where the night takes us. I'm certain between you and me, we can think of something to do. Don't worry about clothes for tomorrow, I already have them with me.

I love you Baby-Love.

Love,

Patrick

She had narrowed it to one of the three dresses that she knew drove him wild. Looking at them again, she grabbed the red one and held it in front of her nude form. Patrick loved this one because it had an open back that dipped to just above where her butt started. It was also the shortest of the three, stopping just under her butt at the very top of her thighs. Holding it up she felt a ripple of excitement pass through her as she recalled the last time she had worn the dress... 

...Patrick's roommate from college had called and invited them to his wedding in Colorado. They hadn't had a vacation since their honeymoon two years prior, and jumped at the chance. The wedding was great and the reception was a blast. They had danced just about every dance, and on three separate occasions Patrick had been asked if it was all right to cut in, and each time he smiled and said sure. Following the third time she'd danced with a stranger she walked to Patrick and had taken his hand muttering, "Follow me" to him. They had left the reception hall and went out on the balcony. Lindsey pushed him against the wall and had attacked him, kissing him all over as she unzipped his pants. When she had removed his penis from his pants she broke the kiss off and turned around. She lifted her short dress over her ass and told him, "Take me now." Not needing to be told twice Patrick stepped behind her; moving her lacy red thong off to the side he slid right in. Neither of them was able to last more than a minute, cumming loudly at the same time. As they straightened themselves they heard clapping and cheering. Looking down the balcony they saw a couple hooting and clapping for them. Lindsey and Patrick laughed as they took a bow and returned to the reception...

That had been eight years and three children ago. Lindsey looked at the dress one more time and couldn't repress a smile. "I wonder how many of the ladies in the PTO can still wear a dress they wore eight years ago," she thought as she tossed it aside. At thirty three years of age and the mother of three children, she looked damned good. She had long curly auburn hair that hung just below her shoulders. Her blue eyes were the same shade as the Caribbean Ocean and she had the same figure she had when she was 25; though Patrick liked to say she had a figure that would make a 21 year old jealous. Standing five foot nine she had a nice 36B bust. "They may not put Dolly Parton to shame but at least they are real," she thought. Looking at the clock she cursed, "Damn". It was 5:20; the limo would be there in 10 minutes. Picking up the last two dresses she alternated them in front of her. Her little black dress or the blue one? 

The black dress came to mid thigh, not as short as the red one but short enough that when she sat it would ride to the top of her thighs. It had a scoop neck and spaghetti straps with a neck line that dipped just below her shoulders. 

The blue dress was strapless and tight from her bust to her butt, where it hung like an evening gown to her ankles; he loved the way it made her eyes glow, the way it hugged her supple frame, and the way her hair looked as it lay on her shoulders. Tossing the blue one on top of the red one she unzipped her black dress and laid it on the bed. Grabbing her favorite black thong she slid it up her silky legs and stood sideways in front of the mirror admiring her form. Though she'd never admit it to anyone, she liked how she looked. Opting to go braless she zipped herself up and found her black low heeled shoes in her closet. Looking out the bedroom window she smiled as she watched the limo pull in front of the house. Checking herself once more in the mirror she grabbed her little purse and headed for the door. As she opened it a handsome chauffer stood on the porch. 

"Mrs. Lindsey I presume?" he asked as she stepped from the house. 

"Yes sir," she replied with a slight blush in her cheeks. I thought chauffeurs were supposed to be old men, not hunky younger guys, she thought. 

"Right this way Madame," the chauffer said as he took her hand and led her to the limo. As she slid into the limo the driver passed her an envelope before closing the door. Giddy with excitement Lindsey tore open the envelope to find another note from Patrick:

Baby-Love,

I hope I didn't rush you too much, but I know when you get thinking about things sometimes you change your mind. There's no changing of minds tonight. Just sit back and enjoy. Since you have a little wait before dinner I took the liberty of putting some champagne and O.J. on ice for you. Have a mimosa or two on the way. There's more waiting in our room so drink up. When you get to the hotel head to the restaurant and take a seat at the bar, I'll join you there. 

Love,

Patrick

Smiling she popped the cork on the champagne and mixed it with some O.J. Sipping her drink she enjoyed the relaxing ride and feel of the soft leather seats.

At 6:15 she arrived at the hotel a little tipsier than she had intended Not being a regular drinker the two and a half mimosas had had quite the affect on her. Straightening her dress as she stood she headed into the lobby, not failing to notice the glances and smiles she received from some of the male patrons. 

"I still got it," she thought as she went into the lounge at the restaurant. 

Seeing the mostly empty bar she gave a sigh of relief. Looking around she didn't see Patrick anywhere. Settling on a stool at the far side of the bar she ordered a Sex on the Beach from the bartender, trying in vain to keep her dress from riding up on her thighs. Glancing around the lounge she saw about twenty or so patrons, most of them couples. 

The bartender returned with her drink and set it in front of her saying, "Compliments of the gentleman across the bar." 

Lindsey looked across the bar with a seductive smile to get Patrick's blood boiling, only to realize it wasn't Patrick who had sent her drink. Knowing she had sent him the response that he was hoping for her pulse quickened as the stranger stood up with his drink and headed around the bar towards her. 

"He's handsome", she thought as he rounded the bar, "no he's sexy as hell." 

The mystery man was about six one with short dirty blonde hair, to the point of being almost brown. His smile was ivory white and his bare arms were golden. The green polo shirt he wore was a little tight, but it showed his muscled body well. He stopped in front of her and gestured to the stool. 

"May I?" he asked with a deep baritone voice. 

She felt her cheeks flush as she replied, "Sure." 

Settling in next to her he turned to look at her as he sipped his beer. "I hope you don't mind," he said motioning to her drink, "but I can't stand to see a beautiful woman drink alone, it's simply wrong." Lindsey sipped her own drink as the stranger spun on his stool so he was facing her. Offering her his right hand he said, "Finn. It's nice to meet you..." 

She set her drink down and took his hand. "Lindsey." 

"It's my pleasure to meet you Lindsey," he said as he raised the back of her hand to his lips. He let her hand go and his right hand came to rest on her bare thigh a few inches below her dress. "How about we grab a bite to eat after these drinks?" he suggested as he lifted his mug, "dinner and maybe some dancing?" Lindsey could barely concentrate. This strange mans warm hand was resting on her bare thigh, close enough to her sex that she was certain he could feel the heat radiating from it. 

"I'd love to, really I would, but I'm not here alone. My husband will be joining me at any minute, but thank you for the drink," she replied. 

Finn's right hand moved to her left and lifted it before his eyes. "Lindsey I don't see a ring on this finger," he said pouting at her in a flirtatious way, "are you just trying to blow me off? I can understand a woman like you having higher standards than me, but I promise you I am a gentleman and can dance my ass off." Finn's hazel eyes sparkled like gemstones as he looked at her, rising as if to leave. Lindsey pulled her hand back and looked, and he was right...there was no ring. Thinking back she remembered that earlier in the day she had taken off all her jewelry to clean it. Then Patrick had sprung his surprise and she had forgotten to put them back on. 

"It's at home in the cleaning solution," she offered lamely, knowing it would sound like an even bigger blow off. "I know it sounds lame, but it's the truth. I'll tell you what. Since my husband isn't here and I'd prefer not to sit alone, I'd love to have some company until he gets here," she said pulling him back down to his stool. 

Finn sat again and turned to face her, "All right, I can play this game." As they talked his hand again came to rest on her thigh, this time slowly moving towards the bottom of her dress. Dammit where is Patrick? She thought as Finn's fingers touched the bottom of her dress and began to ease their way under the fabric and slowly up her thigh. Lindsey wondered how far she'd let him go; she wasn't quite drunk but she had a hard buzz on and she was horny as hell, two things that always combined to lower her inhibitions; coupled with having a strange man buy her drinks and compliment her, the aphrodisiacal affect on her was almost overwhelming. Deciding to tell him he had to move his hand she turned from the bar to face him and was shocked as she was met with his lips. It wasn't an opened mouth kiss, but it was kiss on her lips none the less. It was fast, and then it was done. Finn stood and she could see an erection in his pants. "I hope you're not upset," he said as he stepped out from the stools, "but I thought if I waited any longer I'd lose my nerve. I need to use the men's room, I'll be right back." 

Lindsey looked at the clock on the wall; it was 6:50...where the hell was Patrick? She finished her second Sex on the Beach and had to smile. For the last half hour or so she'd had a sexy younger man buy her drinks, feel her up, and sneak a kiss on her. Patrick always told her she was 33 going on 20, and she always told him he was just being nice to be nice; maybe he was right after all. She felt a hand on her shoulder and said, "One more before dinner," as she turned around. Patrick was standing there smiling, his deep blue eyes gazing at her with love and lust. 

"Why don't you save that one for after dinner, our table is all set." Lindsey stood and slid her hands through his brown hair and kissed him, sliding her tongue between his lips. She pulled him close as their tongues danced between their parted lips. When they separated he said, "Wow. I'd love to get a greeting like that every day. You look amazing by the way. I was hoping you'd choose the black dress." 

"You look pretty fine yourself," she replied. Patrick was wearing his tan khakis with a dark blue shirt. Despite wearing a tie his sleeves were rolled up revealing his tanned muscular forearms. Holding out his arm she looped her arm through his. 

As he led her to the dining room Lindsey cast a furtive glance back at the bar looking for Finn. She saw him take his original seat as he raised his mug and eyebrows at the same time as if to say, "You were right, I should have known better". 

Dinner was wonderful. They ate, and laughed and talked like they were dating again. The food had helped Lindsey knock her buzz down; leaving her no longer worried about falling full on into drunkenness. As they left the table Patrick guided her to the bar area for their last drink before the suite. Sitting down she watched as Finn stood on the other side of the bar and slowly walked towards them. Lindsey's heart was racing as he drew closer. Finn approached her from her left side and asked, "Is this seat taken?" Lindsey shot him a What the hell are you doing look, but he only smiled in return. 

"Not at all," she replied. 

When the bartender returned with the drinks Patrick had ordered Finn threw down a twenty dollar bill and said, "Please allow me." Patrick leaned forward to look around Lindsey. 

"I appreciate it, but to what do we owe the honor," he inquired as he tipped his glass in Finn's direction. 

Finn took a long draught from his beer and said, "I've a confession to make." Lindsey's stomach was in knots. It had been an almost nonexistent kiss, and now it was going to come out. "I've been sitting at the bar staring at your beautiful date all through your meal. I can't remember the last time I saw a woman as gorgeous as her. When I saw you coming to the bar, I just had to say thank you for gracing this place with her beauty tonight by buying you a round." Lindsey was dumbfounded and speechless. 

Patrick looked from Finn to Lindsey and said, "Didn't I tell you that you were beyond amazing." 

Lindsey smiled at him and turned to Finn, "Thank you for your compliments, and for the drink." A slow song came on quietly through the speakers in the corners of the room. 

Finn placed his beer on the bar and stood up. "Care to dance?" he asked Lindsey as she looked up at him with wide eyes. 

She felt Patrick's hand on her bare back as he said, "Go ahead hun, I was gonna ask you but I guess I was too slow, and I need to use the restroom." Finn offered her his hand and Lindsey took it. Patrick watched as his wife slid her arms behind this stranger's back and they began to slide along the floor as he went to the restroom. Finn waited until Patrick was out of sight, then he slid his hands down Lindsey's back to her ass. He pulled her close letting her feel his hard penis between them. Still buzzing from the unusual amount of alcohol she had drank, Lindsey let a moan escape her lips as she felt it throb between them. 

"Finn you have to move your hands before he comes back, what are you thinking?" she growled at him as she returned to her senses. Sliding his hands back up, he spun her away and back to him as the song came to an end, holding her tightly one last time. They returned to their seats as Patrick returned from the rest room. Finn finished his beer and leaned forward onto the bar. 

Looking at Patrick he said, "You're one lucky son of a bitch to have a woman as fine as her. From the way she moves on the dance floor, I don't know how anyone guy could be enough for her." The men chuckled as Lindsey blushed. 

"To tell ya the truth, she's been my wife for ten years, and I've never had a problem satisfying her yet, isn't that right Baby-Love." Lindsey turned to look Patrick in the face. 

"Maybe tonight's the night you could use a little help," she said in a sultry voice, unable to believe the words she had just spoken. Patrick's eyes darted from Finn to Lindsey. She was grinning like a vixen. They'd both had their share of partners before they were together; and there was the time they had their friends Ray and Debra over in the hot tub. Everyone had a little too much to drink and the grab-ass was making everyone horny. In the end they'd all had sex in the hot tub, but no one traded partners; they just enjoyed watching each other fuck. They'd even fantasized about having another man join them in bed, talking over all the what-if's time and again; but they'd never gone farther than using one her dildos as "the other man". Patrick looked from her yearn full eyes to Finn and back. The look of surprise on Finn's face was validation enough of what they'd heard. Lindsey turned to look at Finn raising her eyebrows in question. Looking back to Patrick she said in the sultriest voice she could manage, "I might just be more woman than any one man can satisfy tonight." 

Finn stood and excused himself to the restroom, "I'll give you two a moment." Lindsey smiled at him as he walked away enjoying the look of his tight ass in his jeans. 

"Are you sure this is something you want?" Patrick asked as his heart hammered a drum solo in his chest, "another man is a lot different than a sex toy." Patrick slid his hand just under her dress, and could feel the heat from her wetness. 

She leaned into him and kissed him, "If you're okay with it, then I'm ok too. We've talked and talked about it, and now a chance is in front of us. If you've changed your mind then when he comes back I'll tell him I got cold feet and you and I will go upstairs alone." 

Patrick nodded no and whispered, "Let's do it." They sat in nervous anticipation until Finn had returned from the rest room and taken his seat. 

Lindsey turned to face him and said, "Do you have any protection?" 

Finn shook his head yes, "I just got some from the restroom; on the off chance I had heard you correctly." Lindsey lifted her drink and finished it in three swallows. 

Rising from her bar stool she grabbed Patrick's hands and said, "Where to?"

They stood outside room 503 as Patrick took the key card from his pocket. Finn stepped back from them as Patrick leaned close to Lindsey. "Last chance to change your mind," he said softly into her ear, "this is your call." As an answer Lindsey took the key card from his hand and slid it into the lock, releasing the bolt from the wall. Opening the door Lindsey stepped in first. 

Twirling like a ballerina she said, "Sweetheart this is gorgeous," as she took in the living room portion of their suite. Off to the right she could see the doorway leading to the white tiled bathroom, and to the left she could see a four poster canopy bed through the doorway. Lindsey turned to face the men. Reaching out she took each of them by the hand and walked slowly backwards to the bedroom. As they crossed into the room Lindsey let go of their hands and turned her back to them. 

Looking at Finn over her left shoulder, her auburn hair framing the delicate features of her face, she asked him, "Can you unzip me?" Lindsey slowly rolled her hips from side to side as Finn slid his left hand around to her stomach and his right hand found her zipper. She gasped at the intimate touch of another man with her husband looking on. Looking to her right she wiggled her foot at Patrick. Kneeling down he ran his hands up his wife's silky smooth legs. He removed one shoe and then the other, planting kisses on her delicate little feet. Finn had reached the end of the zipper and his hand lingered at the bottom of her bare back. Turning to face them again she dropped her arms to her sides. Her dress fell from her body and pooled at her feet. Hooking her thumbs into her thong she bent at the knees and stepped out of it; rising up and raising her arms Lindsey slowly turned around as if presenting herself to them for their approval. Finn groaned as Lindsey revealed herself to them. His eyes slid up her legs and over her neatly trimmed rectangle of pubic hair to her taut abdomen. He stared at the small firm globes of her ass, and the smooth curve of her back. As she completed her turn his eyes came to rest on her firm breasts. He looked at her and saw her staring intently at Patrick. The sound of a zipper broke his trance. Gazing to his right he could see Patrick stripping down. Not to be late to the party Finn removed his clothes in a flurry. The moment was tense as they stood there naked with each other, about to embark on a sexual journey new to them all. Lindsey looked from one man to the other, their bodies both tanned, toned and firm. Patrick's penis was standing erect, a thick 8 inches she knew so well. Finn's penis looked a bit smaller than Patrick's, maybe an inch or so, but the anticipation of the first new cock she would feel since she'd been married had her excited beyond her wildest dreams. 




Dinner...And More



Climbing backwards onto the bed Lindsey lay down, her hair spilled around her head on the pillows. Looking up at the naked men standing at the end of the bed she smiled and patted the mattress on either side of her. Patrick slid up next to Lindsey on her left side. Leaning into her he kissed her and felt his cock throb as she thrust her tongue into his mouth. Finn climbed onto the bed and lay on her right, running his hand up her thigh and dropping his mouth to her right breast as she and Patrick kissed. Lindsey moaned into Patrick's mouth. The first sensation of two men pleasuring her at once was more intoxicating than all the alcohol she had drank earlier, her head swam with pleasure. Leaving her lips Patrick kissed down her supple neck to her left breast, and began running his tongue around her hard nipple. Lindsey ran her hands through their hair as they continued to savor her breasts. She cooed and moaned as their hands roamed all over her body, rubbing and caressing her as they licked and sucked at her breasts. Patrick could hear her breath growing quick and knew her orgasm was close. Wanting to put her over the edge he slid his hand down her stomach to her pussy, but found it already filled with two of Finn's fingers. Sitting up he held her left leg open and watched as Finn pumped his fingers into her faster and faster until Lindsey came with a yell, clamping her legs together on his hand. Finn brought his fingers to his mouth and looked into her eyes as he sucked her juice from them. Melting at the lustful look in Finn's eyes as he sucked his fingers, Lindsey pulled his head down to her wet pussy. Patrick moved up the bed and offered his rock hard cock to his wife. Parting her lips she slid her mouth down his hard shaft as she slowly jerked his cock with her left hand, holding the back of Finns head with her right. Patrick watched Lindsey's body quiver as Finn pleased her with his mouth, while she slowly moved her head along his hard shaft. He groaned when her hand slid from Finn's head and trailed over her body, squeezing her breasts as she moaned around his penis, returning her hand to Finn's head. Finn slowly slid his middle finger in and out of her pussy as he licked and nibbled at her pink lips, savoring every drop of her juice. Running his tongue slowly from the bottom to the top of her pussy he could feel her shudder. Gently he worked a second finger into her as he began to nibble on her clitoris. Lindsey groaned around Patrick's cock as Finn sucked her clit into his mouth; again and again drawing it between his lips and flicking it with is tongue, sending bolts of pleasure through her body. Patrick watched as Lindsey continued to move Finn's head around her sex, savoring the feeling of her warm mouth around his cock. Lindsey could feel Patrick's dick tense as his orgasm neared. Taking him from her mouth she continued to jerk him off. 

"Cum on me baby...cum all over my tits," she sighed as Finn brought her closer to climax with his tongue and fingers. With a grunt Patrick came, spraying white ribbons of warm semen all over Lindsey's chest. The feel of a man tongue fucking her and another cumming on her chest was too much for Lindsey. She came in Finn's mouth as he continued to lap at her pussy. Lindsey drew Patrick down, took his face in her hands and kissed him saying, "I love you." Looking down at Finn as he kissed his way up her body she said, "Come here." 

Finn knelt beside her on the bed and groaned as Lindsey's warm mouth took him in. She bobbed her head faster on his cock, pumping his shaft with her hand. The musky smell of a different man drove her wild with lust as she gave him a blow job he would never forget. Patrick lay next to his wife watching her give another man oral sex, feeling more turned on than he ever imagined he could be. Knowing how well Lindsey used her mouth and lips he was not surprised to hear Finn warning her of his impending orgasm. Jerking his cock hard she moaned as he came all over her stomach and breasts. 

Finn collapsed next to her and kissed her forehead as he lay back telling her, "That was the greatest blow job I've ever had. You are amazing." Lying between them Lindsey placed her hands on their groins and gently played with their semi hard cocks. 

Looking from one to the other she said, "It looks like I have time to clean up before these are ready to go again." She climbed over Patrick and padded out of the room towards the bathroom. Both men watched her firm ass move slightly from side to side as she walked away from them.

Finn looked at Patrick asking, "Have you two ever..." 

Patrick shook his head no. "We've thought about it, and used toys in bed to fantasize...but this is a first for us...what about you?" 

Finn shook his head no. "I've had a couple of threesomes, but it's always been with two women, I've never been in bed with another man before." Realizing the awkwardness of the moment with Lindsey absent, Patrick stood and went to the mini-bar. 

"Drink?" he offered. "Vodka if it's available," Finn replied. Patrick tossed him a nip of vodka and downed a Cuervo himself. Lindsey sauntered into the bedroom as the men finished their second drinks. Standing behind Patrick she hugged him close, running her hands over his bare chest and stomach, pressing her breasts into his back. She kissed his back and shoulders then led him by the hand to the bed. Settling herself between them again she started to slowly work their cocks to a fully hard state again with her gentle touch. 

Kissing Patrick's chest first then Finn's she asked, "Finn where are your condoms?" Finn slid from the bed to retrieve them from his pants. Lindsey rolled onto Patrick and slid down so her knees were near the edge of the bed, aligning her face with his cock, and raising her ass in the air. Looking into his eyes she asked, "You wanna watch another man fuck me? Do you wanna see him slide his cock up into me, and make me cum? Hmmmm?" 

She nibbled the side of his cock as he replied, "Oh yeah. I wanna see you cum with another man while you suck on my dick. I wanna hear you as you get fucked. You know how much I love the sounds you make." 

Lindsey looked behind her as Finn stepped forward, his penis sheathed in a condom. "You heard him Finn, make me cum on your cock," she teased as she reached between her legs and slid two fingers along side her pussy spreading it open for him. Patrick ran his hand along her back as he moved to the end of the bed to watch Finn enter his wife. Finn lubed his penis with saliva and stood behind her, rubbing his cock around her pussy to tease her; guiding his penis with his right hand he placed it at the entrance to her wetness. Pushing softly he felt his cock enveloped by her warm wetness as he penetrated her. Lindsey arched her back and moaned as Finn's cock pushed into her from behind. It was the first new cock she had felt inside her in over fifteen years, and it felt amazing. He slowly pushed himself into her fully, letting her get used to him. Lindsey looked back at Patrick and asked, "Is it good baby...you like seeing another man in me?" Patrick moved back up the bed and offered his rock hard cock to her in reply. Lindsey bobbed her head a few times then said, "I've never felt you so hard." Looking back to Finn she said, "Just stand there, and let me fuck you first." Leaning forward she felt Patrick's cock push deep into her mouth as Finn's cock withdrew from her vagina. Leaning back she was penetrated again by this unfamiliar cock as her husband's penis left her mouth. Moving a little faster she found her rhythm, and was lost in the ecstasy of it; being penetrated from both ends at the same time. Unable to contain it anymore she collapsed onto her chest along side Patrick's legs as she came, her pussy convulsing on Finn's penis again and again. 

"My God," Finn exclaimed as he held onto her hips, "your pussy is like a vice when you come." 

Patrick rubbed her back as she played with is cock. "I can't move anymore right now," she told Finn looking back at him, "your turn to fuck me now." Patrick watched Lindsey's mouth form a perfect O as Finn began sliding into her again an again, drawing whimpers and moans of pleasure from her parted lips. His cock grew harder as he watched his wife lay along side him getting fucked, muttering for her lover to never stop. The pleasure of a strange cock grew too much for her; she stopped playing with Patrick and gripped the sheets as Finn began fucking her faster and faster, driving her closer to orgasm. With a yell she came pulling at the sheets and chanting, "Oh fuck," again and again as Finn continued to fuck her. 

"Oh God Lindsey...that's too much," he whimpered as she climaxed, her pussy squeezing his dick like a hand, "where do you want it?" 

"In me...in me...I want to feel it throb when you cum," she begged him as he pistoned into her again and again, driving her towards another orgasm. Holding her hips Finn gave a grunt and buried himself fully into her, causing her to scream in pleasure. "I'm cumming," he cried as his cock spurted into his condom. 

"Oooohhhh...I can feel it pulsing," she cooed as she recovered from her multiple orgasm. Moving forward she slid off Finn's cock and lay next to Patrick, draping her arm across his body in a hug. Finn retreated to the bathroom to clean up. 

Patrick ran his hands along her face, "Baby-love that was unreal." 

She kissed his hand, "It was amazing...I felt so...sexy...and powerful, having two men please me at the same time." Catching her breath she climbed on top of Patrick into the backwards cowgirl position. He held his cock upright so she could slide herself down onto it. She gasped as Patrick's larger cock stretched her wider. Slowly she rode up and down on him, using her legs to raise and lower herself onto his hard cock. Seeing Finn return to the room she slid forward, not letting Patrick's cock leave her, until they were in a spoon. Lindsey beckoned Finn to her as Patrick slowly fucked her, rubbing her clit with his left hand every time he penetrated her. Lindsey let out a low moan from until it was muffled by Finn's cock entering her waiting mouth. Cupping his balls in her right hand she used her left to jerk him as she slid her mouth over his cock again and again. Their three bodies moved as one, sweaty and electrified with pleasure. 

Lindsey looked at Finn and said, "Fuck my mouth." Patrick thrust into her faster as Finn began slowly fucking her open mouth. Lindsey moaned as they continued to please her, groaning as her body worked them to orgasm. She could feel Finn tensing again. "After you cum, get a condom on," she moaned to him. Finn grunted his agreement. Lindsey gripped his cock and jerked him fast as she swirled her tongue around his cock. Not knowing why, she sucked him harder and kept him in her mouth as he came, shooting his semen down her throat. She milked him for every drop, never before having swallowed anyone. Finn gasped and jerked as she continued to work his cock back to life. Finally releasing him from her mouth she ordered, "Condom, now." Reaching behind her she ran her hands along Patrick's side, "Fuck me baby...cum in me...oh yesss..." Patrick slammed into her over and over again, as hard as she could take it. Gripping her thigh he came in her, filling her pussy with his hot cum. Finn walked to the bed with his covered penis. Lindsey slid off Patrick's softening penis and climbed off the bed. Standing before Finn she wrapped one leg around his waist, guiding his hard dick into her wetness again as she wrapped her other leg around him. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders she rode him up and down, gasping every time his dick entered her again. Looking back she called Patrick to her. 

Standing behind her Patrick held her as she kept her legs wrapped around Finn's waist and leaned back into him. She wrapped her arms around Patrick's neck as Finn placed his arms under her knees and lifted her legs, allowing her to sway back and forth between them. Lindsey came with Patrick supporting her and rubbing her breasts as she slide onto Finn's cock over and over. With a yell Finn came, filling his condom again, cumming as Lindsey's orgasm ended. Sliding his flaccid cock from her, Finn sat on the floor trying to catch his breath. Lindsey pulled Patrick down on the bed with her, gasping for breath in the after glow of her orgasm. Patrick kissed her all over, starting at her head and ending with her toes. Kissing his way back up her body he heard her whisper with her ragged breath, "I love you."

Lying next to her he kissed her lips, tasting her sweat. "I love you too," he said. Lost in the moment they had forgotten Finn. 

"Ahem," he murmured from the end of the bed. Looking down they saw him dressed, pulling his shirt on. "I'm sorry I can't stay any longer, but I have to meet my girlfriend in a half hour," he said as he put on his shoes, "maybe I can leave you my number and we can hook up again. I think my girlfriend would be up for it if you guys are game." Patrick and Lindsey looked at each other and smiled. 

"I think we'd be up for that Finn," Lindsey said as he wrote his number on the pad by the phone. 

"Thanks again," he said as he walked towards the bedroom door, "this is a night I'll never forget." 

Lindsey curled up to Patrick as they heard the door close. Biting playfully at his chest she asked him, "Was it what you expected?" Patrick drew in a deep breath. 

"It was wild and amazing, and beyond anything I could have dreamt" he said, "what about you? Was it everything you thought it would be?" 

Lindsey raised herself onto one elbow so she could look at him. "I was nervous at first. To feel another man after all these years was a very exciting sensation. And seeing your face as you watched me drove me wild with desire. As great as it felt for me I think you enjoyed it as much as I did," she said trailing her hand up and down his body, "and I think I'd enjoy seeing you with another woman...I think I understand why you enjoy watching me have sex." She leaned down and kissed him a passionate kiss filled with love. Swinging her leg over his body she straddled him, feeling his cock grow hard again between them as they kissed. Reaching between them she guided him into her. Patrick rolled her over and lay on top of her as he made love to her again, moving together as one in a slow and sensuous rhythm until they collapsed in exhaustion and fell asleep in one another's arms.



Dinner and More



I was tired from work but didn't want to sit home, so I headed out to my favorite restaurant for a drink. While waiting for the bartender, I watched a bottle of wine pass by me and placed in front of a man at the end of the bar. There was only the two of us at the bar. The man smiled and I told him I liked his taste in wine. We started talking about different wines we liked and without me even noticing, the bartender had poured a glass of his wine and set it in front of me. I said thank you and the man said "enjoy" while tipped the glasses together. He introduced himself as Michael. The hostess came by and told him his table was ready and he asked me if I would like to join him. I was enjoying his company so I said yes.

Dinner was wonderful as we ordered a mix of things to try. We ate and drank and talked about everything and nothing. I felt myself relaxing more as the evening went on and it felt so good. Michael was enjoying working here but was alone most nights and was enjoying company for dinner. We finished the first bottle of wine and he ordered a second. 

Michael was older with dark hair woven with white throughout his head. He was tall and lean and obviously kept in shape, but not addicted to lifting weights. He was comfortable with whom he was and made people around him feel relaxed and safe. So, he was definitely my type!! I was feeling relaxed with all that wine and began to flirt a little. I noticed his strong hands and imagined them touching my body. He was soon flirting back in a very sexy way. 

Dinner was over far too soon and as we were walking out the restaurant he asked if I wanted to take a walk? The wine had definitely affected me so a walk sounded great. Besides, I did not want to leave this man just yet. The night was warm and walking downtown was fun with all the lights and activity. We were soon in front of an old brick building that had been converted on loft apartments. He said this is where he was staying and asked if I wanted to come up. I hesitated only for a moment. Thoughts of him were flowing through my head and I really wanted to see where this would lead to. I had never done this before, but I decided to be adventurous tonight.

The loft was beautiful and simple in its surroundings. The view was the vibrant city with all its beauty. Michael brought us drinks and sat on the couch beside me. I slipped off my shoes and relaxed. I could feel his energy beside me and the more I thought about him the more excited I got. I could almost feel the ache in our bodies wanting each other, but didn't know how to make the move. As I moved a little, he moved in towards me and kissed me strong on the lips. I love to kiss so the passion was there immediately. He grabbed my hand and led to his bed. We stood there and undressed not taking our eyes off each other. His body was strong and lean as I had thought and he was already hard. I reached for him, first his chest, then moving my hands down to his hard cock. This was going to be nice.

I sat on the edge of the bed and kissed his cock and slowly licked and sucked him. It was such a nice size and I knew it would feel great inside me, but I had to touch and play with it first. He layed me back on the bed and start caressing my body, first my nipples, them my stomach, and he kept moving not staying in one place too long. He was soon kissing and licking my shaved lips and told me how much he loved them shaved. I was aching for him to keep going and he didn't disappoint me as he them moved to my clit. I felt my body jump as he first touched my clit and as he continued I could feel myself beginning to let go. I felt his fingers reach inside me and he immediately knew he had made the right move as I arched my back. I began to feel myself starting and moved my hips around to feel everything more. I was trying to hold back but it felt so good he soon made me come. He stopped when I was finished and I saw that he was still hard. He caressed my body again and pulled my hips to him as he came down and entered me. It felt so good to have him inside of me. I could feel my lips around his cock. He moved slowly and it felt so good. I moaned with pleasure as he smiled at me. I could feel his pleasure and mine begin to rise again. He moved so well and I could feel the tip of his cock starting to touch that spot inside of me. I could feel his breathing changing and getting heavier and he soon let out a slow moan. He grabbed me harder and both of us reacted the same way as he began to come. It felt so good and suddenly I was coming too. He moved until every last drop of cum was deep inside me. We collapsed on the bed. 

What a night. He is still in town for a little longer, so maybe we will have to meet for dinner again.