This is another take on the 'wrong house' premise. Todger65's editing makes the story readable, and I thank him for that.
One Letter
Josh and Sara have a surprise party
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1221 Woodland Lane
Josh and Sara sat quietly in front of the television. Sara was stretched out on the couch, while Josh was kicked back in the recliner. They were watching another episode of their favorite show. This was not an atypical evening. Most nights were exactly like this one. They had two types of evenings. One is as previously described. The second was the romantic night, a night that both knew would end in sex.
Sadly, the romantic evenings had become few, and far between. The couple had been married for five years and familiarity had taken the edge off their desire. They loved each other dearly and both wanted the romance back, but neither knew how to do it.
They were too reserved to share their innermost desires. The thought of sharing a fantasy was too much. What if their spouse didn't like it, thought it was gross, or worse yet, laughed? The result was two people that love each other sitting in quiet misery and need in front of the television. The really sad part about it was if Josh and Sara knew what each other was thinking they wouldn't have had a problem. They both needed the same thing, physical closeness with the one they love, but neither knew how to ask.
The couple are not ugly people. In fact, both are walking sex objects. Josh is an extremely well-fit man with striking blue eyes. He moves like a panther, slinky and smooth, his muscles flexing naturally. Women stop and stare when he moves like that. Women don't find him handsome; they find him almost irresistibly sexy. Their eyes tend to look downward, just to see if the package at his groin keeps the promise the rest of his body makes. They are never disappointed.
Sure, Josh was walking sex, but did he learn the skills needed to take advantage of what his body promised? You have to start somewhere. In Josh's case that would be a religiously conservative household. His entire education was in religious schools and university. Not a great start if you are going to be Casanova revisited.
If not for his natural curiosity he probably would have turned out to be a total dud. It was almost as if Josh's brain was pre-wired to make the best use of his natural endowments. His first kiss turned into an epic make-out session. As soon as he felt her lips on his, he began to improve on the process. His lips explored and it occurred to him that his tongue could be part of the process as well. The results provided their own reward.
His first touch of a real boob, his first touch of a vagina, his first taste of one, and the first time he pushed his cock into one, were all subject to his enthusiastic curiosity. All were improved at the time, and every time after, until Josh became an amazing lover. He just didn't get to practice all that much. His religious upbringing inhibited him, and he didn't take advantage of the large supply of willing women.
Josh and Sara met in their Junior year at university. They had been watching each other for more than a year. Both trying to get the courage up to talk to the other. Both were outgoing people and it normally wouldn't have been a problem. In this case, both thought the other was so amazing that they were unobtainable. Neither dared dream that the other would want to be with them.
When Josh looked at Sara, he felt drawn to her like an industrial magnet. He constantly fought his instinct to pull her into his arms. He was convinced that she would fit him perfectly. She was just a few inches shorter than him and had such wonderful legs. He would never forget the first time her big green eyes captured his. He had to force himself to look away before she read his mind.
His gaze moved downward to avoid her eyes. Down her sleek neck and further, taking in her amazing c-cup tits. Tits that seemed to be perfectly formed and stood up on their own. It was obvious to him that she wasn't wearing a bra under that sweater. Her erect nipples gave that away. He forced his eyes away from her wonderful chest and they wandered down her flat belly to her prominent mound, pressing against her skintight jeans.
A primal urge came over Josh and it took all his will to fight it off. If he had only known that Sara was fighting the same urges the couple could have saved themselves a year. As it was, they were on their way to suffering for another one if things didn't change. As luck would have it, they were forced together as lab partners. They began to balance their lust for each other with learning about the rest of the person. They barely finished their labs because they got distracted getting to know each other.
For the sake of their lab grade, they agreed to meet for coffee after class. That way they could talk without interruption or failing lab. The coffee meetings became more frequent and lasted longer until the couple became close friends. After their first real date of dinner and dancing, Josh kissed her for the first time. Five minutes later, they were frantically stripping each other. Their first time making love was beyond anything they could have imagined. They were inseparable after that and engaged six months later.
They married immediately after graduation and began their careers. They bought a large house with the idea that they would need the room when they had kids. They fucked like bunnies for the first three years, then things began to taper off. Stresses from work and the routine gradually bled their desire until the well ran dry.
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1221 Woodland Lake
Sid and Terry were very excited because it was their turn to host. The first thing on Terry's list was the invitations. She had her secretary Angela do the mailings. Angela was going to be attending as well for the first time, and Terry was ecstatic that she had convinced her to give it a try. Angela would be an amazing unicorn at the party and Terry promised herself that she would watch out for her. She didn't want Angela getting so much attention that it scared her off.
Angela was great at her job, but garbage in, garbage out. Terry wasn't known for her penmanship. Her notes were often nearly impossible to read, and Angela had done her best to read her boss's scribbling of her home address. It wasn't really Angela's fault that the address glitch occurred. It did occur though. Woodland Lake became Woodland Lane and thirty invitations to the next swinger party were sent out. A one letter mistake in the address made all the difference. Josh and Sara were in for a surprise.
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Josh and Sara had settled in at their usual spots in front of the television. Sara was comfy in her boy-short panties and silky camisole. Josh wore a t-shirt and a loose pair of running shorts. Their show had just started when the doorbell rang. The couple jumped a little in startlement. Neither could remember anyone ever ringing their doorbell in the evening. They were separated far enough from their neighbors that they didn't even get Trick or Treaters on Halloween.
Josh got out of his chair and went to the door. His wife's eyes followed him in curiosity until he went out of view in the foyer. She could still hear him though, as his bare feet padded toward the door. Josh noticed for the first time that not only was the door solid, but it didn't have a peephole. He made a mental note to take care of that.
He opened the door and a nicely dressed couple smiled at him, "Hey! This is Barb and I'm Steve. We had better get out of the way. There are folks waiting behind us."