This scheme is hatched while we make love. She reclines on her bed as I kneel beside her head. My cock is in her mouth while I look down her body. She likes to hear me tell her what I am thinking while reaching between her legs. She indicates pleasure with muffled noises and cums before the end is told. I tease her later about her reaction and she says that she has continued to think about it. We are both nervous but lay plans. The next afternoon we will try to make this fantasy come true.
Marsha lives in a very small apartment. I will tell my friend Bill of Marsha's desire to rearrange some furniture that is too heavy for just her and I to lift. Marsha has offered to feed us a nice dinner if he can come over with me to help with the rearranging.
Bill is 6 feet tall and dark skinned with dark brown hair. The two of them have only met once but Marsha had remarked to me how handsome she thought he was.
Bill and I arrive at the arranged time. Marsha gives me a hug and a kiss. She shakes Bill's hand placing her free hand on his bicep. She thanks him for helping and tells him that he seems plenty strong enough to "get the job done."
It takes Bill and I little time to move the heavy things and Marsha is busy in the kitchen getting the food ready. All of a sudden she tells me that she has forgotten a couple of needed items for the dessert and asks that I go to the store to pick them up. Unfortunately she says that there is something else but she can not remember what it is. I should call when I arrive at the store in case she remembers.
It is a difficult moment for now I must leave, knowing what her next actions with Bill will be. She walks me outside the door and it makes me feel good when she tells me that this is the time to back out. She is breathing heavily, as am I. We kiss passionately and I go to my car.
She is wearing a loose sleeveless dress that ends just above her knees. I asked her to wear the tiniest black thong she had. It was a gift from me on her birthday. She is not wearing a bra. She had avoided moving in ways in front of Bill that would draw attention to her breasts but now, turning to her lone guest she has undone 2 buttons and asked him to please sit on the couch he and I had just moved. She could feel his eyes on her as she purposefully puttered about the room making tiny adjustments to plants and a lamp making sure to bend over often. She turned and asked him if he liked it. Bill said that he did like it, he liked it very much. "Are we talking about the same thing?" she teased with a slight smile. Bill was silent. He shifted uneasily on the couch as Marsha sat down next to him.
"Peter will be gone a little while. Why do you look so nervous?" she asked.
Bill shifted again and his leg brushed against her knee that she had brought up with the rest of her leg folded underneath her.
