Sharing wife with another....

[Juliet]

We sat for hours discussing the same fantasy over and over trying to determine if we would be able to go through with it . Were we ready to put all jealousy aside and allow someone to join us in a night of passion? Only time could tell. The thought of having another man fucking me while Mark looked on made me incredibly horny but at the same time worried me. Would Mark really be able to share his wife with another man?

The time was getting near. We had arranged for a guy to meet us at a local hotel. He was a stranger to both of us. Someone we had met through postings on a web site we frequented. Who knows what the night would bring. If we both could actually go through with it. But as my thoughts turned to the hours to follow, I could feel a yearning like never before.

 

[Whit00EK]

I sat there in the lobby of the Concorde Hotel, wondering if I was getting myself into something I could not control. I had been speaking to Mark and his wife for some time now on the web. They had both (supposedly) agreed to this meeting to fulfill a fantasy they have. He and she would like for another man to fuck her while Mark looks on. This is not as strange a fantasy as one might think. Many husbands and wives have it and once fulfilled usually makes their own bond stronger. It must be approached carefully, however, and there are dangers inherent in it.

I glance across the lobby at the mirrored pillars there and assess what I see. I am an older gentleman, 60, tall, over 6', thick black hair turning to grey at the temples with no reason to cover it, in exceptionally good shape for my age as I swim daily and have been addicted to marathon bicycle rides for more than two decades. I think they will be pleased with what they see. At least, they will not be threatened by my countenance.

I wonder, internally, about them....are they young, middle-aged, older? Is she blonde, redhead, brunette? There are other questions that crowd my mind, but I put them off for now....I cannot allow myself to question about whether she shaves her pudenta or allows it to grow into a glorious bush; I cannot permit speculation about her breasts and their aureolae and nipples...what color and how large are those nipples? No, I shall sit here calmly and await their arrival.

 

[Juliet]

After hours of anticipating what was to come it was finally time to get in the car and drive toward our destination...The Concord Hotel. Our drive, even though an hour long was spent in almost complete silence, with small talk in between. My thoughts were overwhelmed with the gentleman friend we were to meet. What would he look like? Would he approve of me? I had gotten the impression through our communication on the web, that he was a mature man and this was one of the first things that attracted me to him. But what would he think of me...a 33 year old mother of two? Would he be attracted to me with my blonde hair and intense brown eyes or would he have preferred me to be a brunette or red head? Would he prefer a tanned body over my fair complexion? These were all thoughts that danced in my mind along the silent streets as we neared the Hotel.

I could tell by Mark's blank stare through the car window that his mind was playing games with him also. My thoughts turned to him wondering what in the world could be going through his mind...

As we made one last turn I could now see the Concord Hotel and my heart felt like it had sunk to my stomach. As Mark pulled into the parking lot and turned the car off I could tell by his breathing that he was just as nervous as I was. In one quick move I turned to face Mark before we exited the car and reassured him of how much I loved him and how much this night was going to mean to both of us. How we would finally be living out a long time fantasy and how much it pleased me that he trusted my love and committment to him to be willing to share me with someone else. With one final move before we got out of the car I leaned toward Mark and kissed him. When my lips touched his, I could feel the tension in his lips but soon felt his lips melting into mine. Our hearts were beating so hard that I could almost hear them beating together. As our tongues explored each others mouths, it felt like we had never kissed before. I had not felt so much love for him in many years. After what seemed like eternity, Mark pulled away and said honey lets go meet our new friend.

We exited the car and made our way to the lobby of the Concord Hotel. Mark entered first with me right behind him, my hand in his. We stood just inside looking around the lobby, waiting to see who might be waiting inside for us. In an instant, I knew I was looking into the eyes of the man, that had consumed my thoughts. My heart that had been beating so rapidly felt like it had stopped suddenly. There he was. I let out a sigh of relief after seeing that my speculation of him being an older gentleman was confirmed. After all I had always been more attracted to men much older than me. That was apparent by Mark being 46, 13 years older than I.

With my hand still in Marks we walked toward our new friend. My eyes focused completely on his as I walked toward him. As we neared him, I again felt my heart beating rapidly but none the less had an incredible peace inside me. I could feel the heat in my body rising and wondered if he could tell how incredibly horny I was just thinking about what was to come. It was at that exact moment that all my fears and doubts of whether I could go through with it were completely erased from my mind. It was at that moment also that I knew my desires were not just for Mark to watch but to join in with me and our new friend of a night full of passion.

Then the moment arrived...Mark's hand that had been holding mine extended to introduce himself and me to our new friend.

 

[Whit00EK]

There they were. There was no doubt about who they were, their faces betrayed them immediately. They were both worried to the point of near terror. His consternation and confusion were apparent in the lines on his brow. Her nervousness and indecision were rampant in the constant grasping of her husband's hand. They looked right at me and knew who I was immediately. To their credit, there was no hestiation once they saw me. The approached immediately. I could not help but assess the beauty of the woman. She was probably in her early 30's, but appeared much younger.Her fair skin contrasted beautifully with the dark blue of her summer frock. I was delighted to see that her legs were the same shade of pale ivory that her shoulders and face boasted. She is not a sun-worshipper, but a woman whose body would be soft, yeilding and delicious to the tongue. But it was her eyes, not so much her body that held my attention. They were large, brown and so very intense as to bore a hole directly through my face as she looked at me. I wondered as to whether they had children, but the thought leaped from my mind as fast as it had
arrived as I looked at her blonde loveliness. A long, slow, escape of breath from my lungs reminded me that I had been holding it in for a long time. They strode toward me, her long legs, almost coltish, moving in purposeful steps, skirt swishing about her knees. Now, I took a quick look at him. Handsome, but not a pretty-boy; tall; probably some 10 to 12 years older than she. And that in itself relaxed some of my own fears.

As they approached, the man held out his hand to me. I rose from my lounge chair and took a step toward him and offered my hand as well. I don't know why I approached him and not her. It is her that I have honestly come tahis distance to see and to love. But I also sensed that his was the greater concern and I wanted to alleviate it immediately by letting him know I wanted to be his friend as well as his wife's mystery lover. I took his hand, looked into his eyes and purposely said, certainly loud enough for her to overhear:

"Good afternoon; my name is Edward and I am here to provide the both of you with an evening you shall not soon forget. if you have any reservations as to your committment to this venture, please turn and leave now, as I have already become extremely attracted to this absolutely beautiful woman you have with you that I shall find it quite difficult to abandon the evening once it begins. There is an aura about her which absolutely permeates the air and screams of sexual power and beauty. I find it almost impossible to resist already. You, my young friend, are to be counted as one of the luckiest men in this God's earth. And for you to accede to this woman's wish to couple with another man for your pleasure is most certainly commendable. There are not many men who love their wives that much that they can share her and enjoy the very idea that she is receiving a set of thrills from another as you observe. This, in itself, provides another set of thrills for her...and, if you think about it, for you, too. Now, look at me and tell me, both of you, do you wish to continue with the purpose of the evening? I am all too anxious to place myself at your disposal for the remainder of the evening. Your wishes, your desires, your fantasies shall be my commanding thoughts.""

 

[Markanthony]

As we drive toward our destination I am filled with anticipation and fear. My mind is spinning trying to think clearly and keep my thoughts together. I want this to be a sexually charged adventure for my wife as well as myself but know we've never experienced anything of this magnitude.

I try and make conversation with Juliet but whatever is said by either of us is lost in my twirling thoughts. I want this to be good but I am so filled with fears of what I can loose after 14 great years of marriage.

As we arrive at the hotel my heart is beating so wildly that I feel it will jump out of my chest. Juliet pulls me to her and we kiss. I feel alot of emotion with this one kiss. I then tell her that I love her. From there our real journey begins as we exit the car.

As we enter the hotel I scan the room and see him. I'm not sure how, but I know its him. As we walk toward him he stands and introduces himself as Edward. I extend my hand and as he speaks I do feel a little bit of relief. This man seems to be someone that is polished and articulate. Much more so than myself. But I sense his urgency to have my approval before he continues further.

I look over at Juliet and she is smiling. I can see a look of approval on her face, in that she is happy that this is taking place. I do still feel butteflies but feel that I must take charge if I want this to move forward.

Edward then asks us both if we want to continue this evening. At that instant Juliet and I give the same answer. "Yes Edward we do". I can feel Juliet's hand squeezing my hand as we answer. My heart jumps and I can feel my cock grow with anticipation knowing that another man is about to pleasure my wife and to use her body for his own satisfaction.

 

[Juliet]

As Mark and I stand before our new friend, Edward, my mind is absolutely going wild. I am immediately impressed by his insistance on knowing if we were serious about this encounter. I am equally impressed by Mark's handling of himself given the immence pressure that he must be feeling at this moment.

I wonder what Mark must be thinking about the intense smile on my face. But my fears are put aside when Edward asks if we want to continue and I hear Mark's words in unison with my own saying "yes we do ". The lack of hesitation from both of us must put any fears Edward has at ease.

As I stand there my thoughts are consumed with all the possibilities of sexual pleasures that are to come. I feel an overwhelming sense of desire arising in my loins and know if we don't preceed to our room soon, my desires will be apparent to both of these men standing before me, because the juices that are collecting will most definitely begin to flow right through the thong I am wearing under my skirt.

I feel incredibly sexy standing here knowing that I am being admired by two men. I had not always felt comfortable wearing such revealing undergarments but after spending endless hours of discussing our fantasies and experimenting with Mark my sexual being felt like it had been awakened.

Knowing tonight was going to be a night to remember for all three of us, I had chosen a nice black silk thong and a black lace bra. I knew Mark always enjoyed seeing me in black undergarments and wondered if Edward would enjoy the same when he views my body for the first time.

 

[Whit00EK]

Mark, Juliet,

Please bear with me for a moment. I am enjoying this little scenario immensely and I do think it shows real promise. You both write exceptionally well, and I am delighted you have voted to include me in the game.

I must, however, ask a question or two at this point.

Are there areas into which you do NOT wish to delve? Are there particular behaviors which you do NOT condone and wish not to explore in our tale? I would make it my mission to work around those and avoid any unpleasantness for either of you.

Next, do you two actually know each other?

Edward (honestly)

 

[Juliet]

Hello Edward,

First let me say thank you for responding to my first posting. Mark and I are infact husband and wife and so far both of our postings hold a lot of truths in them.

I first began this role play with Mark in mind, as this was a fantasy that we have discussed many times. But after you entered the picture I was overwhelmed with thoughts that it could be the closest thing to playing this out in real life that we could actually get or atleast the first step in that direction. It was at that time I decided to encourage Mark to join in on the posts.

Mark and I are both very open minded and are looking forward to this being an incredible experience for all three of us. We are very experimental and feel that behind closed doors anything goes as long as all parties involved enjoy the experience. Like I said, this is a fantasy that has been discussed during pillow talk many, many times. Our true fantasy is for Mark to watch me with another guy then joining in when he feels like he cannot hold back any longer. I am sure that this will be a very short time becuase he and I are both already turned on immensely by our story. I look forward to the challenge of satisfying both you and Mark.

The only real request that I would have at this time is that this be enjoyable for all three of us. It may seem odd but I enjoy chatting on-line also and have met more than a few guys that once I tell them I am married, they find it irrisitable to pleasure themselves while critisizing my husband. I find this (as does Mark) a complete turn off because I don't want any experience I have to be at the expense of my husband.

We have both enjoyed this scenario so far and look forward to continuing this story for the enjoyment of all of us. In the event that someone else joins in, I would like for this to remain our story and continue it in the direction of it's current path.

I will anticipate the next chapter in this story.

 

[Whit00EK]

Juliet:

How delighted I was to receive responses from both you and your loving husband this morning. Your explanation, particularly, allows me to better understand where this event may go.

You ought to know that (1) I truly am named Edward; (2) I truly am much older (62); (3) I have lived out this fantasy at one time with a married couple who were family friends; (4) I am married, but it is most certainly not a satisfying relationship; (5) I have very few taboos when it comes to experiencing sexual pleasures; (6) it would never enter my mind to denigrate the man who is loving enough to share what he alone can call his; (7) I fully intend to play this fantasy out to its absolute limits and hope that neither you nor your husband will be in a hurry (at my age, nothing goes fast, lol).

With that in mind, I continue.


I turned from the young man and looked steadily into the brown eyes of the blonde next to him. I speak: "Juliet, my dear; how lovely you are. I could not have dreamed up such a vision in my wildest imagination. I shall be more than pleased to provide you with an afternoon of fantasy-fulfillment. May I say to you that you are truly one of the most excitingly beautiful women I have ever had the opportunity to stand near. I then reach for your hands, both clasped and wringing in front of you; I take them both in mine, palms up, raise them a bit, and bend to kiss those palms. I note that your palms are a bit moist in, what, anticipation? Fear? I look you deep in the eyes as I say this: Juliet, have no fears; what we are about to share is lovely and beautiful and perfectly correct as it has lived in the minds of you and your loving husband for so long. Isn't it time that you gave it a life of its own? I move a half-step closer and kiss you lightly on the brow.

I step back and release your hands, placing them both in Mark's and tell you: Go, find the elevators to the left of the desk; proceed to the eleventh floor and look for room 1111. The door will be open. I shall join you presently.

I hold both of your hands with Mark's in mine and whisper to you both: your bodies will rejoice in the sharing of love this afternoon, trust me.

[Edited by Whit00EK on 08-30-2000 at 11:21 AM]

 

[Juliet]

Hello Edward,

I am delighted as well with the path this seems to be taking. Let me reassure you that not wanting to rush things has little to do with age. Some things are just not meant to be rushed and this definitely falls into that category. Mark and I are both very pleased with the speed this one seems to be going as we are both becoming increasingly stimulated by the events as they unfold. So with that let me continue:

Feeling completely comfortable at this point standing before these two men; one I've loved for almost half my life and one that holds so much mystery for how he will touch our lives, I was taken back when Edward turned to me.

As I stood there listening to his compliments I could feel a feeling of warmth that most certainly added a blush to my skin. When he reached for my hands and touched my palms, my heart felt like it had stopped instantly. I found myself wondering if the dampness of my palms was as apparent to him as it was to me and wondered if he would misunderstand this dampness as fear or could he tell that it was a healthy nervousness that I had not felt since I was a young inexperienced teenager. His kiss on my palms sent a tingle through my body that I knew would be increasingly difficult to hide.

Edward held a certain mystery to him but also exposed something within that was so familiar which made me feel more comfortable than ever before knowing that I was about to be ravished by these two men.

When he instructed Mark and I which room he had acquired, we headed for the elevator. I wasn't sure how much time would pass before Edward would join us but when we entered room 1111, I decided to spend what little time we had reassuring Mark how much I love him and how I would not do anything he didn't approve of.

We entered the room and I pulled Mark close to me, holding him tighter than ever before. My lips quivered as we kissed. Our mouths covering each others, our tongues dancing feverously. I then felt Mark's hand sliding up my leg. I wondered how he would feel knowing I had already soaked my thong underneath. When his hand reached my pussy I could have exploded right there to the touch of his fingers. I reached for Mark's pants and realized at that moment that he was about to burst out of his pants. I stepped back and said to him "Honey I see Im not the only one that is full of anticipation tonight" With one final kiss, I decided to go freshen up in the restroom before our new friend joined us.

 

[Whit00EK]

Mark, Juliet:

I spent twenty minutes replying and taking us into the room, etc. and was booted for "lack of activity"...lost the entire thing. Have you any idea how I might find what I typed and lost before posting it?

Damn, I hate being computer illiterate.

At the end of the session I had included, I made mention that I will be out of town until Monday evening and asked that you not consider anyone else for the role...is that possible? If not, if you are anxious to culminate the event, feel free to begin again with another. I shall be heavily disappointed, however. LOL I truly wanted to learn something about your lovely wife, Mark, and how long you might be able to sit there and watch.

I hope to see you Monday.


Edward

 

[Juliet]

Edward,

Consider someone else? How could we do that at this point when we have gotten so far along and have enjoyed it so immensely. We will be waiting anxiously for your return. Maybe by the time you return Mark will have added another post.

As far as retrieving what you lost. We don't know of anyway to do that. I know how frustrating that can be because it has happend to us as well.

We look forward to continuing this upon your return.

 

[Markanthony]

As Juliet and I enter the room my heart feels as if it skips yet another beat. Is this really happening to us? This has been my one, main fantasy for a very long time and now it is finally coming to pass. I just recently learned it also has been Juliet's fantasy, to be taken and used by someone else.

Juliet pulls me close and our lips meet in a very passionate kiss. I notice that my cock is rock hard and wonder if Juliet is aware of it. My thoughts are starting to excite me more than I can comprehend. I slide my hand up her soft leg and move to the top of her thong. The soft material feels so good. As my fingers inch their way down I start to feel a dampness and as I reach her pussy I realize that she is soaking, more than I have ever felt. I am so turned on by her wetness that I feel as if my cock is about to burst out of my pants. Juliet squeezes my cock through my pants and mentions, with her girlish grin, how hard I am. It is at this point that she leaves me to go to the bathroom to freshen up before our adventures begin.

I survey the room and see a massive kingsize bed. The room is lavishly furnished and I see a large picture window which I move toward to admire the view. What a beautiful view of the city. My breathing is growing heavy again as I look over at the bed and picture my wife on it with Edward. I imagine him touching her in places that no other man has ventured in a very long time. She has been my pleasure alone for 14 years and now I am about to openly give her flesh to another man. At that instant I turn around and see Edward enter the room.

 

[DrGspot]

Mark, Juliet.

Should Edward not return for whatever reason, I would be happy to take his place should that suit you.

We'll wait and see what happens on Monday evening, please post a reply should you want me to continue.

 

[Juliet]

Thank you Dr. Gspot for your interest in our role play. Mark and I are both happy with the way things are unfolding with Edward and baring some unforseen disaster look forward to his return on Monday. Should he decide not to return for whatever reason, we would be more than happy to take you up on your offer. We hope you continue to follow our story as the chain of events continue to unfold.

 

[DrGspot]

No problem, I can't wait to see what's going to happen.
Good Luck

 

[Juliet]

Waiting anxiously

No problem, I can't wait to see what's going to happen.
Good Luck

Neither can I. Mark and I are both axiously awaiting Edward's return.

 

[Whit00EK]

Mark, Juliet....and Dr.G....

The old man has returned.....I just climbed in and have checked the latest postings. Thank you for your interest, Dr.G, and also, thank YOU Juliet and Mark for deciding to wait for me.

The out-of-town event was a total success....I am a Senior Masters' Class bike racer and there was a big $$$ race near Pittsburgh this week-end. I have come home $1500.00 richer, so I might be able to pay for the room we have booked in our current fantasy.

I do not have sufficient time to go into the next step right now, but I will have later this evening. Please do keep yourselves warm and moist for my next posting.

Edward

 

[Juliet]

Hi Edward,

I am so glad to see that you made it back home and all went well. Wow you must be some racer...Congratulations and thanks for the offer to pay for the room because for a night like the one to follow only the best will do. Mark and I are both anxiously awaiting the next chapter. But rest up from your trip first, you will need your strength and energy...<grin>

See you soon...
juliet

 

[Whit00EK]

I watched as they walked to the elevator, hand in hand, a couple obviously in love. I was so very pleased to realize that these two had decided to expand that love to include me in their adventure.

I paid the bartended to clear my tab and gave him a $50 tip letting him know I appreciated his silence during the previous conversation not ten feet from him. He whisked the bill out of sight and nodded to me.

I approached the young desk clerk and leaned to speak to her, as if in quiet secrecy. "My dear, I have here two $100 bills which I am certain will purchase your cooperation in ensuring that rooms 1109 and 1113 remain empty throughout the evening." I leaned in more and slipped the bills into the breast pocket of her white dress shirt, under her red vest, feeling the swell of an 18 or 19-year old breast under the backs of my fingers. I allowed my hand to rest there just a fraction longer than necessary and pressed down just a bit as I moved it away.

I watched her blush a bit and stammer, "Are you going to murder someone up there, sir?" And then she tried to laugh.

"No, my dear, I am going to make love with that gorgeous woman you just saw me speaking to. I am going to love her to distraction and I would not wish to have any patrons in adjoining rooms bothered by any noises she or I might make in the commission of several incredible acts of love."

She caught her breath and backed up a step, but I could see the nipple under her shirt hardening at the thought and at my bold talk.

"I do hope the rooms will be unoccupied all evening, my dear."

"Oh, yes, sir," she replied, "there is a plumbing problem that cannot be addressed until tomorrow." And she fingered herself on the left breast...I don't know if it was the bills or herself she was touching.

I turned and walked to the elevator and ascended to the 11th floor.

<<more to come>>

 

[Whit00EK]

As I exited the elevator and proceeded to room 1111, I removed a small apparatus from my pocket. There is no reason to totally trust this couple just yet. I did need to ensure that this was not a set-up.

I placed the small piece of equipment against the peephole of the door. The apparatus was an image-reverser which allowed security teams to look into a peephole which was otherwise designed only for looking out. I had obtained it from a very old friend in law enforcement years ago.

As I peeked into the room, I noticed Juliet and Mark in a torrid embrace, with lips locked and bodies crushed together. Mark's hand was sliding up Juliet's thigh and her hand had found a rather large bulge in his trousers and was stroking it as they kissed.

I watched as Mark's hand found the waistband of her panties and slid inside. Juliet started at his touch of what must have been a sensitive spot and her eyes grew wide. He almost salivated right there in the middle of the room when he touched her. I had to assume that she was already moist to the touch.

Julet broke the embrace and moved to the bathroom to freshen up, I would assume. I entered the room just as Mark had moved to look out of the huge window which occupied half of one wall and gave an incredible view of the city.

"Mark, I am delighted you have come this far. Please move over to that large leather armchair and place yourself in it comfortably. There is a chilled bottle of a very good Italian Pinot Grigio in the bucket. Enjoy a glass or two as Juliet and I become acquainted. And, Mark, I would ask that you remain quiet while Juliet and I interact, unless one of us has spoken to you, or unless you wish to discontinue the entire episode."

Mark arranged himself in the chair and poured a glass of the wine and sat back to watch.

Juliet exited the bathroom and found me there, a whiff of her cologne following her. But the cologne could not completely disguise the other scent I detected. This scent is as old as time itself and emanates only from the nest of an aroused female human being. I smiled at her and moved to stand between her and Mark, my back to him.

"Juliet, my dear, please follow my instructions from this point on. I do think you and Mark have some small misgivings about the completion of this act, but I do wish to let you know that I have already given Mark leave to cut it short if he should wish to do so, simply by telling me to stop. I shall now also give you that opportunity. Just tell me if you would like me to stop, and I shall, at any time in the process."

I stepped back a pace and looked at her, gorgeous, glowing, and ready for my love, I hoped.

I moved behind her and directed her to stand just in front of Mark, but at least three feet away. She moved and I stood behind her and moved the hair from the right side of her neck and kissed her shoulder in that soft spot where shoulder and neck join. I nuzzled the scent of her hair and whispered in her ear, "My dear, I am about to begin to love your body....relax and assist me in my venture.""

<<more to come>>

 

[Whit00EK]

As I continued to warmly kiss her shoulder, I moved both hands to the back of her neck and lifted her hair away, to reveal a small bow know holding up the tiny spaghetti straps of her semi-halter-top sundress. I undid the bow and slowly allowed the two ends of the string to slide down across her chest and breasts.

Her breasts were large enough and taut enough so that the strings did not completely fall down, but lay there on the edge of her bodice. I moved my lips to the other shoulder and kissed her there as my hands traced lines with fingertips down the outside of both arms and found her hands to place them straight down at her sides. I murmured into her hair, "My dear, please don't move your hands from this position unless Mark or I ask you to."

I move my lips around to the back of her neck and kiss down the line of her spine to where the top of the zipper in the sundress begins. I slide both hands, again, this time up her arms, only touching her with the tips of my fingers and move them to the zipper. "And now, we begin the unveiling of the statue of love given to a man by a woman."

I lowered the zipper very slowly, the full length of the dress, stopping just below the waist, my lips following the movement of the zipper along the bumps of her spine with small, licking kises, lightly, teasingly.

As the zipper reached the low point in its travels, I retraced my tracks by kissing back up to her neck and nuzzled her again, saying, "I notice you are large enough, my love, so that the dress has not fallen to the floor. I shall remedy that situation now."

And I lightly lift her bodice from her breasts and allow the dress to whisper itself down across her hips and into a silken puddle on the floor around her feet.

<<more to come>>

 

[Whit00EK]

I watched over her shoulder as Mark's eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat. Ah, they were in love, for sure. For a man to react that way to a woman he has seen a thousand times, is a true love-reaction.

I step away from her and look at her back. She is exceptionally shapely. <<you may wish to fill in descriptive items here, Juliet or Mark, if you find it helpful (LOL)>>

I now notice that she is wearing a thong, black; and the bra, which I also now notice clasps in the front, is also black. I lightly run the backs of my fingernails over the swell of her buttocks and watch them tense a bit then relax. I move my hands around her waist and step closer to slide them up over her ribcage and cup a breast in each hand. I look at Mark and the bulge of his cock is impressive. I wonder to myself how long he can sit still with me loving his wife.

As I cup Juliet's breasts from beneath, I look over her shoulder to note that the bra is fully-laced, with the cups revealing nipples of a ________ (pink, rose, auburn, brown?)color and aureolae as large as _____________ (quarters, half-dollars, silver dollars, larger?) I move to touch the nipples with a fingertip of each hand. They already stand stiff and taut in their lace cages. But I decide not to touch them now.....I tease within a half-inch of touching them, but kiss her shoulders again and place my hands there instead.

 

[Juliet]

A sense of relief overwhelmed me the moment the bathroom door closed behind me. Tucked away for the moment from both men, I was alone with my thoughts. Up until this moment I had allowed the thoughts of being pleasured by another man consume me but had also given way to my fears of how Mark would really react seeing another man touch me in places only he had. He had reassured me a thousand times that he was ready for this evening and would not react in a negative way seeing me arroused by another man. But the fears refused to subside for I knew neither of us would really know until that moment was upon us.

Alone in the bathroom I felt new fears coming on. ~Would I be able to please both of these men?~ This was a challenge I had never faced and hoped that I would measure up to their expectations.

I had not felt the ackwardness of first realtions for many years. Mark knew my kiss, my touch, my scent, my moans....He knew me like only a husband could. But everything would be fresh to Edward. I imagined for a moment my lips touching his for the first time and caught a grin appear on my face thinking back to my first kiss as a teenager. I wondered if it would be awkward like that or if he would feel the same passion, and sensuality that Mark had felt for years. Forcing all these fears from my mind and knowing the time was nearing closer and closer I continued to concentrate on preparing my body for the evening ahead.

Knowing that my thong was already soaked through and not wanting my eagerness to be apparent the moment I walked back into the room, I removed it momentarily giving it time to dry just a little bit. I removed a washcloth from the shelf nearby and dampened it to wash the juices from my already soaked pussy trying to hide any traces of my apparent desires up to this point.

I opened the small handbag that I had prepared for the evening and began freshening up. Seeing a small trace of persperation, I applied a small amount of powder across my brow and along the line of my chin. My eyes held that usual sparkle and needed little attention to them. I removed the lipstick that had covered my lips and applied a fresh coat of the same wine color that had accented my ivory skin so many times before. Then added a light trace of vanilla flavored sheen so that my kiss would remain in Edward's mind for long after the night was over. I brought my arm up to my face and took in the scent of my skin. The same vanilla fragrance engulfed my skin as well from the bath I had soaked in before leaving our house. I added a light mist of musk to the staps of my dress, to the cups of my bra, and to the thong still lying on the vanity imagining all the places Edward would venture on his exploration of my body.

My shoulder length blonde hair, being practically untouched up to this point, needed little done to it. I had always maintained it in a simple but pleasing cut, giving Mark free access to run his fingers through it at any time and wondered if Edward would enjoy the same freedom. I added a fine mist of unscented hairspray, not wanting to mask the freshness of my hair with a less pleasant scent.

Feeling completely satisfied with the way I looked and felt, I reached for my thong and slid it back up my legs to find its way to the familiar places it had held snuggly so many times before. Then I turned to open the door and wondered if Edward had found his way to the room......

<more to come>

 

[Juliet]

As I leave the bathroom I find Edward standing in the room. I realize that Mark is sitting in a large chair in the corner and wonder why he has chosen to sit and leave Edward standing before him.

Edward turns and walks toward me gallantly as if he has come to claim his treasures and I realize at that point that Edward has taken charge of the evening. I worry that he has over stepped his boundaries with Mark. Mark's loving gaze directed at me proves to me otherwise.

Edward moves to stand before me removing Mark from my view momentarily. As my eyes focus on Edward I begin to hear his words instructing me to do as I am told and reassuring me that if at any point I want him to stop that he will, simply by my asking. I am comforted to know that Mark has been given this same liberty. With that, Edward instructs me to stand before Mark which I do without hesitation.

I am comforted again by the loving gaze from Mark's eyes, appreciating that I am being afforded a luxury that is not given to many wives. His peacefulness with Edward's actions makes me breathe a sigh of relief. My eyes leave his instantly and move to the apparent bulge still pressing against his pants then return to meet his eyes accompanied by a smile.

My eyes remain focused on Mark's until the moment when I feel Edward moving my hair aside and kissing my shoulder. At that moment I close my eyes briefly feeling chills overwhelm my body caused by Edward's first touch. I force my eyes open once again wanting desperately to keep Mark in my sight. Wondering still if he continues to watch...wanting to be reassured that his peace has not subsided. Seeing Mark looking on lovingly lets me know that he is enjoying what he sees. His stares consume me knowing that the obstacle which I feared the most has just been crossed.

I feel Edward's face move toward my ear and listen to his words carefully. When I hear of his promise to love my body and his instruction to relax and assist in his venture I feel a familiar yearning that had not been too far away. It spreads through my body like lightening awaking my senses. Feeling my body in Edward's control while Mark looks on makes me weak with desire...but not a familiar one. It is a desire like no other I have ever felt before but one that takes control of my entire body, and consumes every thought.

<more to come>


[Edited by Juliet on 07-11-2000 at 02:12 PM]