It had been about a month since Lucas and I took a trip to the city with our friends Bonnie and Tyler. That weekend had given Lucas and I move than enough fantasy fuel to keep our sex life raging multiple times a week. The door had been opened, and not one of the four of us wanted to close it. We shared risque photos with the group from time to time, and talked about our experience a lot, but had not yet gotten an opportunity to come together (pun intended) in the same way since that weekend. What I didn't know was that Lucas had been plotting behind my back.
On this particular Saturday, a week before my birthday, I was feeling down in the dumps because Bonnie was out of town on business. We always do family only activities on actual birthdays, so the weekend before was reserved for friends. Given what had gone on a month prior, I had expectations that this birthday was going to be an extra special one. When Bonnie told me she was going to be out of town, I was bummed out to say the least and now that the day was here I was feeling downright blue.
I was sitting at our kitchen table drinking my morning coffee when I got a text from Bonnie:
Your birthday present should be arriving tonight, so make sure you're home!
I smiled, and chastised her for thinking she needed to spend money on me. All I got back was a winky face. I had no idea what to think. She could mean anything by that emoji. Lucas pampered me all day long. He sent me to get a massage at the local spa and salon. I got my hair done and he made a wonderful lunch for us out on the deck. While we ate lunch, we talked about--you guessed it--our trip to the city. By this point we were beyond all of the questions for each other like, "Are you sure you don't have any regrets?" and such lines of thought stemming from our own insecurities.
We were both fine, MORE than fine. Lucas reminisced about how hot it was to watch me with Bonnie, and I let him know that even watching him with Bonnie was an incredible turn on.
The events of that weekend had opened up completely new lines of communication for the two of us, and we discovered that there were untold fantasies that still existed even though we had been together for years. In the days after our first foursome, I had opened up to Lucas about my fantasy of being fucked by two guys at the same time and fooling around in public places where we might get caught. I had already known that he wanted to be with two girls at the same time and was hoping I could make that happen for him. The sexual freedom that we both felt brought us closer together because we didn't feel the need to hold anything back or feel ashamed about what turned us on.
That evening, I was getting ready to go out to dinner with Lucas. He hopped in the shower with me and we started to heat things up. He had me bent over with my hands planted against the wall and his face buried between my legs when Bonnie's text popped back into my head. Make sure you're home! She had said.
"Lucas," I said, still breathing heavily. "Bonnie has something coming for me, I'm afraid we'll miss it if we go to dinner."
Lucas, refusing to stop, mumbled what I think was "It's already here" into my pussy. The vibrations from his voice almost sent me over the edge, but I held out.
"It's already here?" I clarified. This time he did stop.
"Yeah, it's out in the bedroom. It got here right after you got in the shower. Want to go check it out?"
"Sure you don't want to finish up here first?" I said, winking at him.
"Oh I plan on making tonight last longer than that. I just wanted to get you warmed up a bit. Why don't you go take a look."
