The Weekend Visit: Friday

My husband Joe still maintains contact with several friends he made in college. Mick we only saw about once a year because he lives so far away. Even though we don’t see each other that often, when we get together its like we never were apart. We just pick up where we left off.

We have gotten reasonable close over the years. Kissing and hugging each other was a natural thing to do. It’s never been sexual but rather indicative of closeness.

Mick was married and that broke up about 3 years ago. He kept custody of his teenager. During this, 3-year period Mick hadn’t dated. He was content to keeping to himself until his child was gone. Even though we haven’t seen him since he broke up, there have been numerous phone calls to each other. My husband teased him merciless on countless times, during these calls. The teasing usually referred to their respective dates, me for my husband and Mick’s hand for Mick.

My husband and I were each other’s first. We have an active sex life with each other and on many occasions we would fantasize. Our fantasies began including other people. We decided it was O.K. to fantasize as long as we knew that our fantasies would not become reality. My husband would often bring up Mick as someone for me to think about. The thought of him abstaining all these years and how I could help him appealed to me. The fact that he was so far away also made it safe. Soon Mick was one of my favourite fantasies.

This year his child went away to university and Mick was becoming lonely. So one night, after a phone call to him, my husband decided that we should visit him the following weekend.

We decided to leave on a Thursday and return Sunday. It was a long drive up. We talked about him on the way up and what the last three years must have been like for him. We marveled over his sexual abstinence. It wasn’t too long before we talked about the fantasies that included him. I shared with my husband how much fun it would be to tease him but it wouldn’t be fair to him. We talked about the line between fantasies and reality. We are happily married and didn’t want to jeopardize our relationship. We concluded that it would be O.k. to tease him and that if things did develop it would be fine as long as there was no penetration.

It took forever to get there. He was waiting for us and had supper almost ready. It was a great meal with lots of wine. We were all tired and it was him that suggested we get comfortable, by getting into our pajamas. We can then have more wine over a game of scrabble and when we were too tired we were ready for sleep. The men returned first and both decided to wear sweats and a tee shirt. I threw on a pair of my husband’s pajama tops. I usually wear nothing under them but decided I should at least wear panties. I settled on a pair of thongs.

I received stunned expressions from both of them upon my return. We soon settled into the wine and game and everyone became really relaxed and drunk. I had many opportunities to flash both men and enjoyed doing it. Mick had a bulge the whole time we played. We finally went to bed where my husband unloaded into me almost instantly.

After a good night sleep we awoke early. We spent the morning around the house and went for an afternoon hike. We were very comfortable with each other. I kept continually stealing kisses and touches from both of them throughout the day. Every chance I got I would rub up against Mick.

That night, after supper we played scrabble in our pajamas again. The boy's wore boxer short's and t-shirt and I wore the same outfit from the night before. This time wore nothing underneath.

As the alcohol flowed, we added some more twists to the game. Since we were wearing such loose fitting clothes we decided that we should play sex scrabble. Once a particular word was played that person had the right to fondle the person of their choice until the timer went off. We still had to stay within the timer limits and the clothes had to stay on. It was a lot of fun for me, and a strain for Mick.

As the game was ending we got into a conversation about the senses and how powerful the senses could be. This led us to discuss sense deprivation and how it intensifies the other senses. For most of the night we were relying on touch and sight to arouse ourselves. We began talking about continuing arousing each other but not by touch or sight. We decided to experiment.

After drinking some shots, we moved to Mick’s bedroom. We placed a chair next to the bed and we tied, gagged and blindfolded Mick to the chair. His arms were tied behind him, and his legs to the chair.

My husband and I got on the bed and started making out. Mick had to use his other senses to imagine what was going on. It didn't take long for the breathing to get deeper. It was exciting, performing in front of some one. We made as much noise as we could. Mick was treated to sucking and slapping noises. My husband pointed out that Mick’s cock was now showing through his boxers and kept teasing him. I could smell sex in the air and it seemed that we were going to last forever. It was when my husband was doing me doggy style, I thought Mick was going to shoot without any help from hearing the continual slapping.

Then my husband began to groan as he emptied himself into me. This was followed by silence as we lay there. I looked over and Mick was being attentive and still sported his hard on. My husband was just lying there exhausted from our display and all the alcohol we consumed.

I helped Joe off the bed. We were both standing beside Mick when I whispered to him that I was taking Joe to our room, to tuck him in and would come back to untie him.

It was a long time before I returned. I whispered, "It took longer than I expected for Joe to fall asleep. "Mick still had a hard-on and it was sticking out of his boxers. He was still blindfolded and gagged. I decided to have some fun with him in this state. I got behind him and stated rubbing my fingers along his chest, kissing his neck. With time I lowered myself until Mick was able to touch my pussy with his tied hands. I whispered, "What's it like to touch a freshly fucked pussy. I bet you haven’t done that in a while.” I then went around front and rubbed my tits in his face. He began to whimper and his enjoyment encouraged me more. I pulled his boxers down to his ankles. I then asked if he wanted sloppy seconds as I sat in his lap. I thought he would pass out.

I took his cock and made sure it was between us and kept grinding it with my stomach. I kept telling him that I just may fuck him and kept teasing him. Finally when I thought he couldn’t take no more, I said maybe another time and got off. I watched him for a moment and then took him in my mouth. Within minutes he let go of a load like none I had seen before. I swallowed it all and continued to lick him clean. I then untied him and left, leaving him confused.

As I drifted to sleep, lying by my husband I smiled wondering what tomorrow would bring.