I was carefully making progress with Natalia, the odd touch of a hand at work, cheeky glances and smiles and conversations which were beyond R18….. sharing what we liked and what we didn’t…… ‘planting the seed’ so to speak, dancing around the scenario that had unfolded a couple of weeks ago, an unspoken awkwardness, - effectively she had rejected me, my ego should have been bruised, at least a little. But I genuinely felt it was from inexperience and nervousness not because she didn't want to.

He’d messaged me; told me a little about how maybe best to approach it. He mentioned they had spoken about it, sexy whispers while they fucked , his suggestions along the lines of “ wouldnt you like to feel her soft mouth on yours…..licking and sucking her nipples while you hear her moan…”, Natalia suggestively moaning back how much she wanted him to be pleasured by two women, that she wanted him to watch her cum as she had her pussy dealt to by her slutty work manager. 

The sexual energy all around was intoxicating.

As payday rolled around, we caught up for drinks.

Was just her and I at her home, Hubby was out but would be back later she casually mentioned. We chatted about our normal daily grind crap, about anything and everything except what was on all our minds. Finally dutch courage kicked in…..

“ my threesome suggestion the other weekend, did you really not want to?...” I suggestively ask….

“ I don't think we should plan, let it naturally flows, then we roll with it, your suggestion was too out there & forward, just let it happen”

I was taken a little aback, unsure of my next move. Perhaps I had been overthinking it all too much. I’d had plenty of threesomes before (given, that was several year ago) but we always had cleared the rules and had boundaries laid out; go with the flow was a little hippy for me, but I wanted it, I wanted it badly so I decided to follow her lead.

As the night rolled on, the music was pumping, the drinks were flowing; I redirected my interest, and funnily enough the moment I dropped my interest, she started to be more forward….

We kissed.

Softly, gently, like savouring the first taste of a sweet dessert - not wanting to miss anything, not wanting to ruin its beauty. She smelled amazing, like coconut oil and spring flowers. My hands were in her hair, soft sexy moans coming from both of us, lost in the moment  I was surprised when she pulled back - headlights pulling up the drive; he was home.

I didn’t want to ruin the moment, but I had to know the boundaries. Could I kiss him? Could I fuck him? Or was it just us girls enjoying each other. 

Him and I knew what we liked, we hadn't planned to keep seeing each other, but the desire was too strong, I was worried I’d be too familiar with him - we would be too natural together.

I asked her hurriedly “ can he fuck me?” she frowned; I’d known her for years, I knew her answer before I even asked. However her replied was ‘if he wants to’ 

He walked in, so casually, like he had no clue what was going on; I excused myself so they could have a moment alone. As I reappeared, she took me to her bedroom and continued to kiss me like earlier.

Assisting each other slowly to remove our clothes, not a hurried passionate primal need, but sexy and thoughtful - fingers teasing skin, tongues flickering hard erect nipples, she was smooth; so sexy and silky smooth, she had prepared for this ‘unexpected’ rendezvous - as had I.  as she fell on her back on the bed, my hands parting her legs to taste her, I heard him moan in pleasure. He was sitting in an armchair to the side, his cock in his hand, stroking as slowly and thoughtfully as if, in time, with my licking and sucking of his wife.

He approached the bed, he didn't touch me - but went straight to her, guiding his cock into her mouth. I watched, well, glanced for a few seconds before he pushed my head back down to finish pleasuring his wife.

This threesome was about her; I’d like to say she had our undivided attention - and to a degree she did - we were all over her, except he kept stealing glances at me, when we could - his eyes sparkling in delight , delight and deception, we knew, we knew what we had been doing, and it turned us both on.

I wanted more, I wanted her alone (to myself) so she could explore her bi side without an audience, I wanted her alone to see if she was doing it for him or if she genuinely wanted girl on girl time - little did I know, I would have her, less than a week later all to myself for a weekend.

Chapter four cumming soon….