I’m just going to write everything down in this email because I want to record it, but at the same time I had to share with someone just how amazing last night was.
I think part of the reason why it was so amazing was due to the fact that it was so spontaneous. We were just sitting there talking and then it all just…happened.
Last night we invited Sean over for dinner. I don’t think you’ve met Sean before. He is that neighbor who is a floor down from us. He moved to New York a few years ago and he is trying to get into the financial industry. I think he moved here from Kansas or something like that. I don’t really remember.
Sean is a big guy. He is taller than Adam by an inch or two and has really wide shoulders. Once we asked him to help move some furniture upstairs and he grabbed it like it was a toy and carried it up. It is like he is a sophisticated farm boy. Strong, muscular, intelligent, and getting into banking. He has brown hair and eyes. He doesn’t have the looks of a model or anything, but he is attractive.
We’ve had Sean over before. Adam started a conversation with Sean in the lobby one morning. It turns out they both like football and since Sean is fairly new in town, Adam invited him over to watch the game that weekend. Sean is very, very sweet, kind, generous and intelligent and the three of us get along very well. I see why Sean and Adam get along so well as they are two peas from the same pod.
It is too bad that you are married to Mr. Boring or I would TOTALLY set you up with Sean. He is actually your type.
Speaking of sweet, Adam has been extra attentive this week. As you know, it was our anniversary on Monday and Adam declared the entire week was my "Anniversary week" and he has been spoiling me rotten.
So Sean comes over and he is dressed casual like we were. Everyone was wearing jeans and I had on that cute blue blouse. I think you bought the same one in white? Adam and Sean were wearing button down shirts. Adam’s was also blue because he said he wanted to match what I was wearing, but Sean’s shirt was kind of…ugly. Oh well, we will let it slide since he is single.
Anyway, Sean arrived and then we received the call that the food was ready so Adam went downstairs to pick up the food. We ordered from my favorite little restaurant that is around the corner. Do you remember the place that we went to last time you were in town? I suppose it doesn't matter. What does matter is that while we waited for Adam, I offered Sean a glass of red wine. He said he normally didn't drink wine and he usually has beer, but he would give it a try. I offered to have Adam pick up some beer but after a sip of the wine, Sean politely declined, saying he enjoyed the wine more than he expected.
We had a few glasses as talked about New York and all the things we were both trying to accomplish.
- OH! I got a promotion! I’ll tell you about that later. It is far more boring than what happened last night and I don’t want to forget any details so I'll tell you about that in another email -
Sean said he was slowly working his way up the ladder but he didn’t know if New York was for him, yada, yada, yada.
Adam came back with the food and I was grateful because I hadn’t eaten much all day and I was already started to feel a little buzz from the wine. I think Sean was also feeling a little more relaxed because he jokingly kissed Adam on the cheek when he returned with the food.
My sexy husband just smiled and laughed it off, just like he always does when one of his friends does something that makes him uncomfortable.
Well, my favorite restaurant let me down. They forgot one of our orders so we only had food for two instead of three. Sean was very sweet and he offered to go grab something so we could enjoy my favorite meal but we insisted he stay and we just split up the food between the three of us. It was enough food to satisfy our hunger but it wasn't a huge portion. I only point it out because we were still drinking and I think the lack of food sent us all over the edge a little faster than it normally would have.
So we are sitting there at the table after dinner, talking and enjoying wine and Adam gets up and lights the candles that were on the table and turns off the lights. He then lit a few more candles around the room and said it was his wife’s anniversary week and he wanted to make the room look romantic for me.
I had no idea that everything was going to change once the candles were lit.
We sat there enjoying our wine and everyone was getting tipsy. No one really cared since Sean only had to walk a few flights downstairs to get to his apartment.
Once the lights went out, the talk started to get more sexual. Adam picked up the banana that was on the table, and while he was being silly, he jokingly said he wanted to use it on me later that night. We were laughing and giggling about how silly it would be to have sex with fruit. I then said, "Everyone knows, vegetables make MUCH better lovers!" and we all laughed so, so hard.
Sean then suggested we play a game to get to know each other better. The game was that you could ask anyone at the table one question and they had to answer it. Once the question was answered, the person that answered would now became the questioner. They could then ask the other two any question that they desired.
It started off innocently enough. How old were you when you were first kissed? How many brothers and sisters do you have? Do you like your boss? What is the craziest prank you ever pulled? We were asking questions and answering and laughing hysterically at the silly stories we all had to tell.
And then, Sean looked across the table at me. His look told me the questions were about to change.
Sean asked if I had ever kissed a woman. I admitted that I had and that I enjoyed it. (I didn’t tell them it was you.)
I then asked Sean if he had ever kissed another man. He said, "No way!"
Sean then looked at Adam and said, "May I give your wife a kiss, to celebrate your anniversary? I mean, it's really not fair that she has sitting across from me looking gorgeous all night and I don't get one little kiss." I couldn’t believe it! While Sean is very attractive, I had never imagined me kissing him! At the same time I know Adam is not a jealous person but how often does a man ask your husband to kiss you?!?
Adam sat there for a moment, took a sip of his wine, looked at me, smiled slyly and said, "Yes."
I was shocked!
Sean walked over to me and gave me a kiss! On the lips! In front of my husband! He has soft lips and it was a very sensual kiss. Kissing another man in front of my husband made me blush! I looked at Adam after and he just sat there, smiling. I was afraid he was going to be mad, but it actually looked like he was enjoying it!
It was Adam's turn to ask a question. He put his arms on the table, leaned forwarding and asked me, "Have you ever licked a woman's pussy?"
He knows that I’ve been intimate with a woman, so I think he just wanted me to tell the story in front of Sean. I again admitted that I had (I didn’t say it was you!) and then I told them that I enjoyed it very much and I hoped one day that I would be able to do it again. (Which reminds me, when are you coming back to New York?)
Now it was my turn to ask a question. I was still hot and blushing from that kiss so I was trying to think of a question that would get Adam back. I decided to test the waters a little.
“Can Sean touch my breasts, over my shirt?” If he wanted to play the game, I figured, let’s play. I was fully expecting him to say, “NO!” Instead, he just stared me in the eyes, smiled, and said, “Yes.”
He called my bluff.
Sean had this look on his face like he had just won the lottery or something. He got up from the table, walked around behind me and softly and tenderly massaged my breasts.
My nipples were rock hard before he even touched me. His hands were warm and strong and they massaged my 36 C's wonderfully. It was so fucking sexy to have another man touch my breasts while my husband watched and looked me in the eyes.
I took a quick look down and I have to admit, my cleavage looked gorgeous as he massaged my breasts together. I'm sure Sean was looking down and enjoying the awesome view. Eventually, Sean stopped and went back to his chair and sat down. “I really, really love this game,” he said softly. Adam laughed and patted him roughly on the shoulder. I crossed my legs, trying to hide how wet I already was.
I said to Adam in a flirty tone, “It’s your turn to ask a question.”
The game was between us and Sean was quickly becoming our pawn.
He looked down for a moment and thought, and then he slowly nodded his head.