At 9 in the morning, the summer sun was already heating things up as Steve waited in the parking lot for Erica to arrive. For the past several days he had wondered if and what would happen today. The two of them, while not married to each other, but deeply in love none the less, had discussed on several occasions the fantasy about having sex in the presence of another couple. The conversations got even hotter after being caught a couple of times fucking behind the dunes on the beach they had discovered about a year before. The excitement of these two altercations eventually led to a personal ad placed on Craigslist and an extended email exchange with a local couple. All of this led up to today. Would the couple show up? Would they find each other attractive? Descriptions had been given, but it was agreed that no pictures would be sent due to the desire for each to remain somewhat anonymous. This paved the way to the situation today.
Jolted out of his thoughts by a car pulling in next to him, Steve looked over to see Erica's smiling face. As she got out of the car Steve was astonished at how amazing she looked. She had dressed exactly as instructed. Erica was wearing a very tight fitting white shoe string tank top with no bra. The top was so tight, it was almost transparent as it formed around her small-pert breasts. Her nipples gave away her excitement, or was it simply the air conditioning in the car. Below that, she was wearing the short denim skirt that he loved so much. Her tan thighs were exposed, leading up to what Steve knew to be a gorgeous ass and fantastic pussy. The only question that remained was what was underneath. She had been instructed to wear either her black mesh Wicked Weasel bottoms or what Steve referred to as her Clit Cover. It was a red thong bikini bottom he had purchase for her that barely had enough material in the front to cover her clit.
As each walked up to the other no words were spoken as they locked in a passionate embrace. Erica tilted her head slightly to the right as Steve did the same. They were paired perfectly as their open mouths met in a deep kiss, and their tongues danced through the other's mouth. Almost as a reflex, Steve's hands went down Erica's sides pausing to feel her erect nipples with his thumbs before grabbing and squeezing her plumb rear.
"Umm...good morning sexy." Steve said as they parted their kiss. "You look completely amazing."
"Thankkkk you." Erica responded with a nervous stutter in her voice. She always had a difficult time hiding her nervousness, and this was just one of the symptoms.
Steve briefly thought back to their reconnection almost 5 years ago after a 20 year separation. He remembered that first meeting at one of her friend's house while she was at work, sitting on the patio drinking a beer. He remembered that first kiss and the heat that was felt. The thought of removing her panties that first time and the resulting joke of the "unkempt area" made him smile. Truth be known, she was his fantasy and had always been. He was always amazed at her transformation from suburban housewife to sexual dynamo. Over the course of several years, Erica had become very comfortable with her body and wearing the cloths Steve enjoyed seeing her in. She had become comfortable in the reactions of pleasure, both giving and receiving.
He often wondered if any of her new found freedoms found their way into the bedroom of her other life, but those thoughts didn't last too long. There was no room for jealousy in this relationship. They were both in their respective situations due to decisions they had made. Nothing was going to change the past; it was their responsibility to make the future all the better.
Recovering from his thoughts, Steve laughed with a nervous tone as he spun Erica around taking in the whole picture. Her shoulder length dirty blonde hair had become curly in the summer humidity. He completely understood her nervousness. They were embarking on a sexual adventure that they had only explored by accident or in fantasy. All kinds of questions were going through his mind, but he wasn't going to allow himself to let on that he might be having second thoughts. Honestly, each was almost hoping the other would back out, but neither were willing to relent. Both had deep desires to live out the fantasy, not to necessarily share each other, but to watch and be watched.
Both quickly loaded Erica's items into Steve's car. Opening the door for Erica, Steve gave her another quick peck and tried to get a glimpse of what she was wearing underneath her skirt as she slid into the passenger seat.
"What, you aren't going to show me what's underneath?" he asked.
