This story is the continuation of my submission to the 2018 Nude Day contest, Hot Nude Yoga. The first story was told from the perspective of Dan, a middle-aged man in a passionless marriage. The story continues now from the perspective of Dan's wife, Janice.
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I was standing in line at the café in the mall waiting to order a latte when this beautiful woman with long black hair asked unsure of herself, "Hi, Janice?"
"Yes," I replied.
"I'm Sandi. I work with your husband Dan. I recognized you from the pictures he has in his office," Sandi said extending her hand. I was immediately attracted to her smile and gracious demeanor.
We ordered our lattes and took a table. I couldn't help but think how lucky my husband is to work with such a lovely woman. He had always spoken of her in professional terms; I had no idea how beautiful Sandi is, how she exuded a sexiness in her mannerisms, especially with her rich brown eyes.
"Dan had told me how intelligent you are, he never told me you are so beautiful," I complimented her.
"Oh, thank you. You are very good looking yourself," Sandi returned the compliment. "Dan is lucky to have such a sexy wife."
I felt a sudden rush of warmth come over me as I took in her words. Did she actually think I am sexy? I know I don't feel that way and haven't for a long time. It's been a long time since the passion had left my marriage. Maybe it's because Dan and I have grown so accustomed to each other.
"I hardly feel sexy," I lamented. "It's been so long that I have felt the glow of passion," I confessed. Now this curvaceous, young attorney was looking at me with an enchanting smile and I could feel myself getting wet with a strange arousal.
"I have a confession to make," Sandi offered. "I am very attracted to Dan and now that I met you, I am getting that feeling for you as well.
I should have shocked but strangely, I wasn't. Dan is too much of a gentleman and too professional to have even think about an affair with this lovely woman. Now she is coming on to me and not only am I accepting it, I am becoming aroused. I didn't know what to say.
"I could sense there is something gone stale in your marriage." Sandi continued as she reached out and placed her hand on mine. "I have wanted to revive that passion in Dan for a long time but knew it isn't right. Please forgive me."
"You are right. We don't make love anymore. We need a spark," I replied. "Could that spark be you?" I asked. All sorts of strange feelings were running through me. There have been times when I have been attracted to another woman, even fantasized about sex with another woman. "For Dan and myself," I added sheepishly.
"You don't know how much I would like that," Sandi said as she lightly squeezed my hand. "I know how much Dan loves you and you love Dan. I want so much to be a part of that."
When we left the café, walking out to the parking lot I took Sandi's hand and impulsively pulled her in and kissed her on the lips. Her soft lips parted as her tongue worked to part mine. We held this passionate kiss, tongues dancing, for several minutes. I placed my hand on her breast, feeling her erect nipple through the soft cotton dress. We embraced again at my car when I told Sandi to get in the back seat.
Instinctively I pulled my dress up and slid my sopping wet panties down to my ankles, placing Sandi's hand on my mound. She slid a finger in, then another, as I groped her luscious breasts. It didn't take long for me to reach an orgasm, coating her fingers with my hot womanly cum.
"Oh my god. I haven't had an orgasm in years," I whispered in Sandi's ear as she sucked my juice off her fingers.
"You taste heavenly," she told me as she put my hand to her wet shaved pussy. Then I went on to return the favor. I curled my fingers in to rub her spongy g-spot while my thumb pressed down on her clit. Rapidly she began to moan loudly. I increased the pace and within several minutes her young supple body bucked and writhed with her orgasm. I put my fingers in my mouth to savor her sweet nectar.
We spoke several times over the next few days plotting how we were going to get Dan to make love to us both. I was certain she couldn't just seduce him and what circumstances would be necessary to lure him to have sex with both us seemed an impossible task.
"I think I may have the answer," Sandi texted me. "Can we meet tomorrow evening?"
"OK. I'll just tell Dan I am meeting some friends after dinner tomorrow. Girls night out. Where can we meet?"
"How about my place?" Sandi texted back along with her address.
Tuesday evening came around and I had told Dan that several of my friends were getting together at Jill's house to discuss a fundraiser for the Cancer Society. This was something already planned so I would easily be able to tell him about it and not blow my cover. I tried not to appear to anxious knowing that I was going to meet Sandi, expecting, hoping we would engage in Sapphic love.
Sandi answered her door wearing nothing but a sheer robe. "You are a bit overdressed," she laughed. "We need to get in the spirit of National Nude Day this Saturday."
"What is National Nude Day?" I inquired as Sandi unbuttoned my blouse and undid my bra revealing my still firm c-cup breasts. I really worked on keeping myself in shape spending several days a week at the gym.
"It's how we are going to get Dan in bed," she went on to explain. "Yesterday at our work yoga class Jennifer, the instructor, announced she is going to have a hot nude yoga class on Saturday to celebrate National Nude Day. I tried to convince Dan we should go and he reluctantly agreed. Now, it is up to you to make sure he doesn't change his mind."
"Really, that sounds erotic," I chimed in.
"Even more so," Sandi went on. "I talked to Jennifer and convinced her she should structure the class to get us worked up sexually and hopefully end the class with an opportunity to pair up and have sex if we wanted."
