by Marie Moore
I had always thought that we had a great marriage, and I had no doubt at all about that statement on my part. We had been married for 20 years, and we were still very happy, and our children were of an age to move out of the house. One was already in college and the other was in the process of leaving as well. Soon he would move out and my husband and I would have the house to ourselves. I was excited at the prospect. I couldn't wait to start our life alone, and have the kids only visit us on summer vacation and special dates like Christmas. It was time to work more on the spark and to make our marriage much more interesting.
For me it was the most important thing at that time. I was ready to explore, to make my husband's boldest fantasies come true, and I wanted to make my own fantasies come true. We would go out to dinner, go to the movies, and take long walks. We did things that we often did when we were just dating was wonderful, but it was also important to spice up our love life. We both talked about it all the time, we agreed on many things, but I had been planning something on my own and I was hoping to make it happen. There was no doubt that he was going to enjoy it very much. As much, if not more, than I did. It would be a real surprise to him. Father's Day was coming up and I thought that would be the perfect day to carry out my plans. I had several friends, but for what I had planned, I thought it would be better if it was someone we didn't know, and I began my search.
For us it could mean a day full of pleasure, happiness, and I could give that pleasure to my husband. Since I was thinking of involving a third person, it was normal that jealousy could arise, insecurities could surface, but I was sure none of that would happen. I had all those kinds of things in mind, I had analyzed them and I knew what I should do. Father's Day was fast approaching; I had to have everything ready for that day.
It would be a big surprise to my husband that he had never expected it. Until that moment, I thought it would be just him and me having a romantic night, but there was something else. I did the shopping for our romantic dinner at home, bought him a gift, a beautiful watch that I had already wrapped, to try to mislead him about the true nature of my gift, and told the kids not to go home, because I had been called away to surprise their father. I couldn't let my plans be ruined. My husband Michael, he was a great man. He deserved what I had planned for him. Father's Day had come, and we dressed accordingly, my surprise would be here in 45 minutes. We ate and shared a drink at the table talking about the most trivial matters.
After so many years, we could still talk for hours without getting bored. The long-awaited visit arrived at the appointed time, the bell was rung and Michael opened his eyes a lot, as he did not expect it. His face was one of complete disappointment, I suppose he could have imagined that they were the boys who wanted to be with him for Father's Day, but I smiled and rushed to open the door: it was a beautiful woman I had met recently, to have a threesome with my husband.
I had refused to ask one of my friends to avoid conflict. She was a stunning woman with brown hair, big, beautiful hazel eyes, a slender body, and was 5'8" (1.75 m) tall. I invited her in, and Michael immediately questioned me with his eyes, I could only smile back. There was no time to explain, she would find out on her own what it was all about. The woman came in and we greeted each other, I offered her something to drink and she gladly accepted. In the living room I had arranged many cushions, quilts and all sorts of things to make the stay comfortable for our purposes. Michael was still sitting at the table, our guest and I, whose name was Mandy, were walking into the living room. I waved one hand to Michael to join us. We sat down on the floor, as there were many things there to be comfortable enough, and Mandy kissed me, just as Michael was entering the room. He opened her mouth wide and sat down a little bit away from us.
Mandy and I were caressing each other sitting on the floor, she had her hands intertwined in my hair, and my husband was just watching us for the moment. They were very fiery and passionate kisses; it was as if we had been doing it for a long time. It was wonderful. We didn't waste much time and we both took off our clothes, and we laid down on the pile of cushions, Mandy on me, while we kept kissing and she caressed my tits, in that position I couldn't keep watching Michael, and he got up to sit closer. As he passed by us I could clearly see that he had a big erection pressing against his pants. The woman kissed my breasts, and stopped at my nipples passing her expert tongue over and over again, my hands were resting on her generous buttocks.
She moved over me and I was very excited to the point that I felt my panties were very wet, she moved away enough to take them off, and did the same with hers and continued to kiss me. Michael came over, pulled down his pants, and knelt down to penetrate Mandy; she was still on top of me on the floor.
My husband bent over and put his dick in her pussy entrance, and pushed. Mandy stopped kissing me to let out a scream that she managed to turn into a moan. He penetrated her with quick and accurate movements, Mandy's body swayed back and forth, rubbing her tits against me. Michael decided to pull his dick out of Mandy's body and penetrate me, because in that position he was perfectly capable of penetrating both of us.
I moaned as I felt that cock inside me moving deliciously and Mandy quieted my moaning with kisses, sticking out her tongue and rubbing it with mine, it was great as my husband, pulled his cock out of my pussy and inserted it into Mandy's pussy. We decided to change, and Mandy and I did 69, leaving me on top. Mandy sucked, licked my pussy passing her tongue an impressive number of times, went through everything with her practical tongue, and drank my fluids. I didn't know as much as she did, but I also licked her pussy trying to do a good job while my husband was penetrating me. She would lunge at my hips very hard, so I was forced to move forward and leave Mandy's pussy so I could scream a little.
Michael would pull his dick out of my pussy for Mandy to lick it, and would push it back in until he decided it was time and he kept penetrating me as he did every time he would come, the lunges and his abdomen hitting my buttocks producing a pretty loud sound, until my husband came in very violently and his semen ended up on my lower back falling slowly into Mandy's open mouth which was already waiting for him. It was an experience my husband would never forget, even if he tried. From that day on, we looked for all the possible ways to make our love life as intense and interesting as possible..
