My friend Jason told me that it had been a while since he and his wife Liza had been intimate, and I started having fantasies about giving him a hand or sharing my own wife Kendra with him.
I had been hiding a crush on Liza for almost 10 years. I had known her since just before they were married and fell for her almost immediately. Every time she was pregnant I got so turned by the idea of being with her without the risk of an unexpected child. When she was nursing my fantasies turned to her breasts. In all of the fantasies I had about her and as curious about men as I had been since I was young, I had never thought about being involved with Jason unless it would somehow give me access to her in a threesome. My experiences with another guy was limited to mutual masturbation with one close friend a few times right before my first year of college.
Now all I could think about was how or when something might happen. Would I have the courage to go through with it? Would the idea still turn me on if I was presented with the opportunity? Would my wife be interested in him?
I invited him over to watch football on a Monday night which we do somewhat regularly. About an hour into the game everyone else in my house had gone upstairs to bed, and it was just the two of us sitting next to each other on the couch.
He had been commenting on the cheerleaders and talking about female wrestlers and actresses. The more we talked about it and the more commercials we saw with hot women, I was starting to get turned on a little.
I made a remark about how he sounded like he needed to get some. He told me I had no idea. I mentioned that it was too bad he couldn't get help with things like that from someone else's wife. He perked up a little and asked if I meant Kendra. I looked over and thought I could see the start of an erection in his sweat pants.
