It was Don and Gabriella's anniversary night. Instead of going out and celebrating with their friends and family, they had decided to stay and home and just be by themselves. Cooking dinner together had always been a treat for them both, and they enjoyed creating a nice meal. He had helped prepare the vegetables and set the table for them, while she prepared the tender chops. Selecting a bottle of wine, he added that to the table settings and put some slow romantic music on the CD player.
Just as they had carried all the dishes into the dining room and where ready to sit down the doorbell chimed. With a frown on his face, Don went to the front door to open it. But when he opened it, he saw someone that he hadn't seen in a long time. Standing in front of him was George, a friend of old college days. Smiling they hugged each other, "Nice to see you again, where have you been?" asked Don as they walked into the dinning room. "Oh I'm just here on business and I thought I'd surprise you two. Am I interrupting anything?" George asked as he looked at the table settings. "It's our anniversary tonight and we where just sitting down for dinner, but there is plenty for one more, come join us " Don said, inviting his old friend to sit down.
Gabriella quickly brought another plate and wine glass and soon they sat down to enjoy their dinner. Even thou she had wanted to spend a quiet and romantic evening with her husband, she didn't mind the interruption from George. They had all known each other during their college years and had some really fun times together. As they sat and ate, those old times came up again during their conversation. "Remember the time when you thought I was Don and you grabbed me in that dark hallway in the dorm and kissed me?" George asked. Gabriella blushed furiously, but had to laugh with them as they talked about some of the things they had done during their wild younger years.
After dinner the two men helped her putting the dishes in the kitchen, and they all settled in the living room with some more wine. Gabriella had worn a short little black dress for tonight's occasion and now had to be careful as she sat down in the couch to relax. Don sat down beside her, casually resting his arm behind her on the back of the couch, while George sat down in a chair facing them. As they sat and talked, Don would sometimes gently trace her upper arms with his fingertips, showing her his love.
The evening moved along smoothly, the conversation flowed freely, from old times, back to present, back to the good times they all had together when they where younger. Now they where on their fourth bottle of wine, they had all gotten very relaxed with each other after the first stiffness you experience if you haven't seen someone for a long time. The music was still playing softly in the background. As one particular song came on Gabriella began to move slightly in her seat to the music. Knowing that George had always liked to dance, he suggested "Why don't you and George dance together? You both have always enjoyed that, while I go and get some more wine and some crackers to nibble on." Smiling at Gabriella, George took advantage of his friend's offer and went to her, "May I have this dance?" She got up and easily moved into George's arms, gently swaying her lithe body to the music. She had always enjoyed dancing with her husband's friend and had done so many times when they went out.
Tonight seemed different somehow. Gabriella had noticed his admiring glances at her, noting that he had glanced at her long, slender legs and had felt his looks on her back as they had moved around in the kitchen earlier that evening. But the alcohol and the relaxed mood soon let her forget those thoughts and she easily danced with him for several songs. The last one was a very slow one, and George pulled Gabriella even closer to his body, resting his hands on her back, and without even thinking, gently caressing her back. As she moved with the music, her pelvis brushed against his and she could feel his hardness pressing against her. Suddenly taken aback her first thought was to move away from him, but not wanting to offend him, she finished the dance, then sat beside her husband on the couch again. Instead of sitting back down, George excused himself to use the restroom.
Gabriella leaned over and whispered into Don's ear "While I was dancing with George he got a hard-on." Don chuckled and replied, "Well that seems to happen every time I touch you, so what's wrong with that?" "Well, he's an old friend, and I like him a lot, but that was just unexpected." Don smiled at his wife and replied, "Wasn't it your fantasy to be with two guys at the same time? Tonight might be the night to make that fantasy come true my dear." Just then George walked back into the living room and sat down, and the conversation picked up again between all three of them. But Gabriella had turned quiet, thinking what her husband had said.
Yes she had always found it a turn on to fantasize about being with two men at the same time, and she had shared that with her husband, but was she willing to act out that fantasy? Don had never openly encouraged her before, even though the chance had arisen a few times before, where she could have been with another friend of his. Casting those thoughts aside again, she joined in the conversation of the two men. Don had refilled their wineglasses and they all sat back enjoying each other's company. Gabriella leaned back into the soft cushions of the couch, unaware that the skirt of her dress had slid up to mid point on her thighs, but both men noticed it. Don caught George looking longingly at his wife, and with a small nod encouraged him.
That was all that George needed, and he got up and asked to dance with Gabriella again. They got up and moved to the middle of the living room and gently started to sway to the soft music. Being bolder this time, George pulled her very close against him, putting both of his arms around her and softly moving his hands up and down her back. Through the thin fabric of her dress he could feel the fastening of her bra. He could feel her resistance as he pulled her close, but soon she relaxed against him, putting her head on his shoulder. The wine, food and good conversation had relaxed her. As they danced and she could feel George's arousal grow against her abdomen, she thought about her husband's words from earlier, "Tonight might be the night to make your fantasy come true." Smiling to herself, she thought "Why not?" and pressed her body against George's.
