"No," Brigit interjected, "last night we saw what usually happens. They'll fall asleep, and you and I can meet back downstairs and compare notes. Afterwards, we'll go back to our respective rooms and wake up with our own husbands. And we'll promise to each other, and make the guys agree, that what happens at the lake house, stays at the lake house."
That prospect appealed to Kate and for the first time, she began to seriously consider the swap.
Kate asked "do we talk about this between all of us, or do you and I just make it happen? Because I'm about 99.44% sure that Ross will go along with it. He's always really liked you, in a 'friend' kind of way, and you can tell by the way he has looked at you this weekend that he'd love to get you in the sack too. I'm just worried that he'll look at me differently knowing that I had sex with Will."
"C'mon Kate, Ross is an open-minded kind of guy. He'll look at it exactly like you would - you'd appreciate him giving you the opportunity to live out a fantasy. How much would you like to actually do something like this, with his full support? He'll think the same way. I know that's how Will and I would look at it. I mean, how much does this opportunity mean to you? How much would you enjoy it?"
Kate was quick to respond "oh, a lot, an awful lot. Truthfully, I've had a hard time getting the shape of Will's cock out of my mind. You know me, my experience is rather limited. I only had a vague idea that penises could be shaped that differently. And the thought of trying it on for size really appeals to me. In fact, I can feel myself getting hot right now, just talking about it. I'd love to get away with this, and I guess that's what the situation is to me, trying to 'get away with' having sex with another man. I know I'd enjoy it immensely. And what about the future? Is this what we're going to do every time you and Will come up north? Can we promise this is a once-in-a-lifetime event? Or at least if everybody promises to give each other veto power over any future occurrences, I'd probably go along with it. Just this once. Unless I really want to do it again."
Brigit now knew that the idea had been firmly planted in Kate's mind and gave her a minute to come to grips with her decision. Finally, Brigit broke the silence, "I think we should try it. And I agree with you - right now, this is a once-in-a-lifetime event. Just keep thinking of how desirable Will finds you, and I can assure you, when he made his comment today about his top two MILFs, he has you at the top of the list, not me. He adores you. And I promise you, he'll satisfy you in every way. Just relax and let him do all the work. He's a control freak, and he likes it better that way anyway." She paused before adding "any tips for making Ross happy?"
Kate laughed out loud. "He'll be so excited with you that I'm betting that he'll come almost immediately, you just watch. But to his credit, he's really, and I mean REALLY, good with his tongue. It's like his tongue is prehensile, and it's long and strong, and fast too. It's like he's got a vibrator in his mouth, and he loves to use it. Just be prepared to come a jillion times."
When Brigit and Kate got back to the house, the boys were watching the end of the Michigan basketball game. Ross and Will were ecstatic that the Wolverines were about to beat archrival Ohio State, so the women were sure their men be in a good mood tonight.
Dinner reservations were scheduled for 8pm, and they left the house almost two hours early to give them time to walk through Charlevoix, a trendy little town not too far out of the way to dinner. It was still cold, but with no wind, and window shopping for an hour sounded appealing to them all. Kate admired a sweater in the front display of one store, but refused to let Ross go inside and buy it for her. Brigit bought some candles, and Ross bought some ski wax.
Dinner was at a world class, destination restaurant with a fantastic wine cellar surprising for being located in a podunk little town in northern Michigan. Seating was limited, but their reservations had been made over a month in advance. Ross' brother was a regular at the restaurant, and he had given them suggestions as to what to order for both food and beverage. Kate was surprised at the cost of the recommended bottle of wine, but after tasting it, agreed that it was better than anything they had back at the lake house.
Being a gourmet cook herself, Brigit quizzed the waiter, asking about the ingredients in the various dishes on the menu, where everything was grown and purchased and how fresh the fish was. The waiter was in no hurry, and did an admirable job answering all her questions. This was not the first dinner together during which the chef came out of the kitchen and stopped by their table to talk with Brigit. The chef quickly gathered that the waiter was right - this lady knew her stuff, and he invited her into the kitchen for a quick tour. Ross, Will and Kate declined to accompany her and simply stayed put and ordered a second bottle of wine.
When she returned, Brigit concurred with the suggestions from Ross' brother, and she supervised the ordering process. When the food was delivered to the table, she had to have a bite of everything, pronouncing this incredible, that needs a bit more cilantro, or those were perfectly cooked. Nobody had room for dessert, although Ross insisted on having an Irish coffee.
They got back to the house just before 11pm, it had been a long, strenuous day, but nobody was yawning. Ross rekindled the fire while the ladies disappeared for a minute. Before they returned, he had it blazing, and the room was getting toasty again.
Kate and Brigit walked in together and stood by the fire, looking at Ross and Will. Brigit broke the silence by saying "We women have an announcement. We think we should do something different tonight. Really different. A once-in-a-lifetime thing that Kate and I have talked over, and I think you both have an inkling of what's coming. I suggest that we indulge ourselves in a little fantasy, and I think you guys will be willing to go along. There are only a few rules. One - it can't be expected to happen ever again, and there will never be any pressure on any of us to do this again. Two - nobody can ever mention it to any of our friends or relatives, especially our relatives. Three - it can't be allowed to negatively affect any of the relationships between us four, especially between spouses. Will and Ross, if you agree, we'll tell you what we want to do."
Will knew what was going to happen, and quickly assented. Ross still didn't believe it, but he agreed, hoping it was what he thought it was.
Kate got up, took Will's hand, and led him upstairs to his bedroom. Brigit sat down on the sofa next to Ross, put his hand on his leg, stroked his thigh and asked him "is this what you were hoping it was?"
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately, trying to maintain composure, but his pent up desire was already showing through. As his hands slid under her blouse, his tongue began probing her lips, and she thrilled at his touch. Her clothes were off in an instant, and his hands were everywhere. She pulled his shirt over his head, unbuckled his belt and his pants slid down. She quickly admired how his tight blue briefs were bulging with anticipation. He was hard already, and she was so excited that she found herself literally dripping between her thighs. He quickly pulled off his underwear, and she grabbed his hard cock. He pressed her naked body against his, kissing her deeply, just like the night before. But tonight, they knew they didn't have to stop.
He picked her up and carried her into the master bedroom, kissing her passionately all the way. He set her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, kissing his way down her neck, all over her breasts, sucking on her nipples, licking his way down to her navel, and finally probing with his tongue into her pubic hair. She was so excited that she threw her legs wide open, feeling his tongue slide in and out of her sweet, wet cunt. His tongue flicked expertly across her clitoris, quickly driving her to ecstasy and her first of many orgasms. She shuddered as the waves of pleasure rolled over her body and she squealed with excitement. Ross slowed his pace, allowing her to catch her breath, but soon, he was fucking her again with his tongue, sliding it in and out of her cunt, rubbing her clit with every move. She came again. And again. And again. It was like one long orgasm, every time she would think she was settling down, he would change the angle, depth of penetration or motion of his tongue so that it stimulated her in a new and different way.
Finally, he rolled over on his back and invited her to get on top of him. As she mounted him, he took his hard cock and slid it into her, causing them both to shudder with delight as they thrust their hips together, pumping themselves into ecstasy. Between gasps, Ross said "Oh my God, I've wanted to do this for years." Brigit was coming again and could only groan in response.
She was starting to get exhausted, so she sat up and started to play with Ross' nipples, rolling her fingertips around them lightly, stimulating them the same way she liked to have her nipples touched. That was all it took, and he came inside her, thrusting so hard he almost came out of her. But she kept rocking in unison with him and pumped him until he could take no more stimulation and begged her to stop.
