"Yes, Janice, I am dating again."

"Really, Rachel, now that is exciting news. Who is it, or is there more than one?"

"There are several, as a matter of fact."

"Are you going to tell me, or are you going to let me die of curiosity?"

"It would serve you right for me to let you die. However, since you are my BFF and as long as you keep it to yourself, my present lovers are all delivered to my door in discreet brown packages from Pink Cherry."

I could hardly keep a straight face at the bewildered look on her features. The wheels were obviously grinding in her brain. When the light finally broke through, she blurted, "Sex toys! So you are dating sex toys? Why?"

"Janice, unlike you, I will not spread my legs to scratch my itch with men who do not meet my standards."

"That's not fair, honey. Of course, I don't do that, but perhaps my needs are more easily met."

"I'm sorry. Please accept my apology. That was not a nice thing to say. Lately, I am so sexually frustrated that I get easily bitchy. Please forgive me."  

"Honey, I understand."

Janice lapsed into a thoughtful silence that seemed to last forever. I hoped I had not hurt her and contemplated what I could do or say to pour oil on the waters I had troubled.

Finally, she spoke up. "Rachel, I have an idea. First, you must swear to me that what I tell you remains between you and me. Can I trust you?"

"We have known each other since high school. Have I ever betrayed any of your confidences?"

"No, you haven't. Not even about that disastrous double date episode with the two football players. Recently I met a man online, and we agreed on a date. He was smart, handsome, and well-to-do. Within minutes of meeting him, I was ready to drop my panties, bend over the table and let him do me. But, unfortunately, he told me he did not think we were a match after wining and dining me. I was more than willing, but he was not."

"You mean he turned down the opportunity of fucking a woman with a fabulous body like yours? Why?"

"Listen to me, girl, I think you possibly could be a fit with him. I would like your permission to talk to him about you."

"But why did he turn you down?"

"I do not want to betray his confidence. Meeting with him for coffee does not commit you to anything. However, I can also assure you that he is a mouth-watering hunk of a man. So what do you say?"

"Well, a coffee date sounds safe enough. However, if this is your idea of a joke, you will no longer be my BFF but will be my worst friend from now on."

***

Two weeks later, I had not heard a peep from Janice. I figured our conversation was just the effect of the bottle of Sauvignon we had shared that evening. I'd had a particularly stressful day at work. So I resolved to un-stress in a bubble bath with one of my mechanical boyfriends.

No sooner had I made myself comfortable than my cell phone rang. I glanced at the call display, which showed that a C Miller was calling. The name meant nothing to me, so I let it go to voice mail and listened. Benedict Cumberbatch! I could swear that the voice on the line was that of Benedict Cumberbatch.

"Rachel, my name is Chad Taylor. A mutual friend, Janice, suggested I call you. Sorry I missed you. Call me back at 488-264-3277 at your convenience."

The sound of that voice made my insides melt. I admit to having a fetish for Australian accents. Not to appear too eager, I waited five minutes before calling back. The phone picked up on the first ring, and again my libido rose as I heard his voice.

"This is Chad."

"Chad, this is Rachel, Janice's friend. I'm sorry I was tied up when you rang a few minutes ago."

"Tied up? That sounds kinky. Oops! Sorry about that. I have a weird sense of juvenile humor. It's the Australian in me. I apologize."

I giggled and said, "No, don't apologize. That's the first laugh I've had all week. So to what do I owe the pleasure of your call?"

"I was traveling last week, and when I returned, there were about ten messages in my voice mail from Janice. When I reached her earlier today, she suggested that we might find it to our advantage to meet for coffee. So if you are interested, I'd like that. But if I may suggest supper and not coffee, should you be agreeable. That would let us get acquainted and determine our level of interest in each other and whether we would like to see each other again."

My mind was racing as I weighed the risks of accepting such an invitation. The voice was undoubtedly seductive, and I appreciated the absence of vulgarity in his invitation. We both knew what we were interested in as a possible outcome. He sounded very gentlemanly, and oh, that voice.

"Chad, that sounds delightful. When and where would you suggest?"

"Do you like Italian cuisine?"

"Yes, as long as it offers more than pizza slices."

"Well, if you are available tomorrow night, how about Luigi's at sevenish?"

"Sounds fine, and I adore a man who realizes the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach."

His laugh set butterflies flitting through my body with a high concentration in my nether parts.

"I take it you know Luigi's?"

"Yes, it's one of my favorites. How will I recognize you or vice versa?"

"That won't be a problem. I know what you look like, and a table will be reserved in my name. Just ask the maître d’.”

"Sir, you have an unfair advantage. I suppose Janice shared a picture of me with you?"

"Indeed she did. I must say that you are gorgeous. If you wish I can send you a picture of myself. If you find me repulsive, you can text me that you cannot make it."

"I have already decided that the sound of your voice alone will ensure that I am there. However, a picture is always worth a thousand words. I look forward to meeting you tomorrow, Chad. You have a good night."

"Same to you, Rachel. See you tomorrow."

By this time, the bathwater was tepid, and I got out of there and headed to my bedroom. Snuggling under the duvet, I reflected on our conversation and the possibilities.

My phone pinged, and I saw that I had a message from Chad Taylor. I just hoped that it was not a cock picture such as I had had the displeasure to receive in the past from some men. However, when I opened the message, I instantly understood Janice's comment about being ready to drop her panties and letting him do her over the table in a restaurant.

Staring at the picture of a man with baby blue eyes set on a ruggedly handsome face. His salt and pepper hair and beguiling smile made my pussy tingle with anticipation. Why had he rejected Janice? I resolved that it would not happen to me. I was in lust.

I fell asleep with his picture locked on my home screen, and my dreams were of Chad.

***

Daylight brought wakefulness but not peace. I was all tense about my date. I realized I was irrational, but I had fallen deeply in lust with that Aussie hunk. Doubtless, my long-lasting celibacy was a factor. However, a sixth sense told me that it was more than that.

I picked up the phone and called Janice. "Good morning, bestie…" I started. She cut me off.

"Well, I'll bet I know the reason for this call,"

"I know about your date with Chad tonight. I'll wager you want to know why we parted as friends and not as lovers. Right?"

"Right."

"Well, I'm not telling you. I will, however, give you some advice. Just be yourself and be completely honest, both with him and with yourself. He called me after talking to you last night and sounded delighted. I can also tell you fell for those baby blue eyes and that Aussie accent. So good luck tonight. I have to run. I'm late for an appointment, so goodbye, bestie."

I stared at the dead phone and realized that I was totally pissed off at Janice's refusal to tell me what had happened to her and Chad.

I knew I had to overcome that and not let it color my thoughts as I had to prepare for tonight's date.

I managed to get an emergency appointment at my beauty salon. I rushed there to get my hair and nails done and to have my Brazilian waxing freshened up. Luckily I did not have many hairs on my nether parts, so that was not a problem.

When I got back home, I went through a woman's eternal dilemma. What would I wear tonight? I wished to appear sexy but not slutty. After surveying my wardrobe, I decided on an ankle-length silk side split skirt in shades of blue that matched an embroidered blue silk blouse. My feet would be shod in silver spike heel open-toed sandals.

I showered and did my make-up and then got dressed. I decided on a tiny thong but no bra. That outfit I figured would be tempting and not overly revealing, on top of which I could decide on how much cleavage to show depending on circumstances. Looking in the mirror, I liked what I saw for an old broad.

***

I arrived at the restaurant a few minutes past seven-thirty. The maître d' escorted me to a nook towards the rear of the dining room set with two tables. Chad, who had already arrived, stood at my approach and greeted me with a light kiss on the cheek as he said, "Rachel, I am so glad you could make it," before drawing my seat back for me.

I could feel my pussy get damp as I sat and looked at him. Chad was absolutely gorgeous. The picture he had sent did not do him justice.

"Rachel, would you like a drink, or shall we look at the menu so we can speak for a while before the food arrives?"

"No, Chad, I wouldn't want to anesthetize my taste buds. However, I would appreciate a nice wine to go with the meal."

"Why don't we look at the menu and decide what we want first, and then we can get to know each other."

"Chad, I already know what I want," I blurted out, "to eat, that is."

"And here I was hoping you would suggest I eat you," he chuckled.

"Well, we're not at the desert stage yet. Are we?"

"Darn! Here I was hoping that we were."

I smiled at him and felt myself blush as the image of those strong hands and sensuous mouth over my body came to my mind.

"Well, beautiful lady, what is your gustatory pleasure this evening?"

"I was thinking of Osso Buco with gnocchi and roasted asparagus."

"A lady of taste, I see. I think I'll have the same. With a bottle of Brunello. Do you know it?"

"No, I don't."

"I believe you will enjoy it as it pairs well with the Osso Bucco."

The orders were placed with the waiter, and Chad turned to me and said, "Rachel, we both know why we are here. However, it has been my experience that if anything develops between you and me, some parameters must be set. The first of these is complete honesty between us. The second is that our needs would be compatible with each other. Do I make sense?"

"Yes, as long as the honesty goes both ways."

"I may be many things. However, the one thing I can guarantee is that I will never lie to you."

"Okay, Chad, tell me about that wedding band on your finger. Are you married, and if yes, does your wife know we have a date?"

"Yes to both questions. However, before we get to that, why don't you tell me about yourself, and then I will tell you all about me. Sound Fair?"

"What do you want to know about me?"

"Everything. Your past, your needs, essentially what brings you here tonight. You are an enchanting woman, so why a blind date?"

"I married my childhood sweetheart, Chad, and we were blessed with a fabulous marriage. I loved him deeply; he was an amazing man and lover. Unfortunately, he passed away five years ago from cancer. After his passing, I withdrew from the world and grieved for about a year. Then, one day I woke up and realized that I was not meant to wear widows' weeds for the rest of my life and that my husband would not want that to be my fate. Here I was thirty-nine years old, and I considered myself attractive.

"I started going out, first with old acquaintances, then I did the bar scene, the club med scene, even the cougar scene. None of these met my standards. I became disillusioned with men who thought my legs would spring open for the price of a drink or a supper. The cougar scene was depressing as I had no need to mother a young punk. Finally, I decided that solo pleasure was the thing. The problem is while sex toys are more sanitary, they are terrible conversationalists.

"This brings us to today. When Janice mentioned you, I was intrigued. First, why did you not take advantage of her willingness, then why was she pushing me on to you? In all honesty, your picture seduced me as well as how easy it was to speak to you. Does that answer your questions?"

"Partly. With your permission, I do have one or two more."

"Go for it."

"What are your sexual limits?"

"Good question but maybe a bit bold at this stage. Well, in for a penny in for a pound. My imagination is rich with situations and experiences I would enjoy. Maybe the only limits I have are pain and scat."

Chad smiled at me and asked, "Do you think you might be bisexual?"

"Well, I'm not sure. I had a lesbian experience before I got married. It was very loving and sweet. Then marriage came along, and I chose not to continue. Strange that I did not try that approach after my husband passed away. I wonder why?"

"Rachel, thank you for your candor. I guess it's time I tell you about myself. I am forty-seven years old and, as you deduced, married to a wonderful woman. I am in the diamond business and travel extensively on business. I am also what you would call a hot husband."

"What in blue blazes is a hot husband?"

"A hot husband is one whose wife permits him to play around out of the bounds of matrimony."

"And she doesn't get jealous?" I asked.

"Not as long as she can participate in the lovemaking."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. That partly was my reason for my question about whether you were bisexual."

"Do you mean that she would want to also make love to your partner?"

"Yes."

"And you don't mind that?"

"No, we both want the maximum pleasure for each other."

"And do you permit her to have relations with other men?"

"Naturally, as long as I am a participant, I delight in seeing her needs fulfilled. Rachel, we are looking for a person who will be a co-wife in our marriage. Someone who we can both love and cherish, who will become a partner in our relationship."

"What if your co-wife finds a man who she desires?"

"The same rules would apply. Simply put, he would be interviewed thoroughly by us and, if deemed suitable, invited into the relationship."

"Well, you two sound like a remarkable couple. I'd like to meet this paragon of womanly virtue," I said with a smile.

"Does that mean you would consider a relationship with us?"

"Chad, I'm not sure. I can assure you that your looks have seduced me. I'd jump into bed with you in an instant. However, how can I make that decision without at least talking with your wife?"

"That can be arranged."

"Good. Too bad that it will take one more meeting. My pussy has been twitching for the past hour as we ate and talked. I don't think my condition is due to the Osso Buco or the wine. I have wanted to kiss you from the moment we met."

He moved his chair closer to mine and leaned over. Our lips met, and within seconds our tongues were dancing an erotic dance. His hand undid a button on my blouse, and his fingers caressed my unfettered tits. I felt myself melting and ready to discard my thong and have him fuck me right then and there when I suddenly realized we were in a restaurant.

I blushed and cast a furtive glance around me. The only other table in the nook had a solitary red-headed woman sitting who looked at me, smiled, and gave me a thumbs up. Further blushes ensued. She stood up and took the seat to my left.

"Rachel, I'd like you to meet my wife, Lilly."

Lilly wrapped her arms around me and kissed me without saying a word. Whereas Chad's kiss had been hungry and possessive, Lilly's was sweet, tender, and welcoming. Further twinges shot through my nether parts as the kiss extended for what seemed to be hours.

When we broke for air, I uttered a single word, "Yes."

"I take that to mean you would be open to what Chad suggested?" Lilly asked.

"I would be a fool not to try to see if we can become a threesome or even more. I just have one last question. Where did Janice fail to meet your criteria?"

"Janice is too self-absorbed and selfish. She has no concept of the joy of sharing," answered Chad.

"Now, what would you think if we adjourned to our place for desert?"

"Sounds yummy," I answered.

"Might I suggest you ride with Lilly, and if it's okay with you, I will drive your car? That will give you two a chance to get acquainted."

"Great idea. Here are my keys."

Lilly and I walked out arm in arm. She stopped in the parking lot, and we embraced before getting into her car. No sooner than we were in, she looked at me and said, "Off with the panties I want the pleasure of looking at you before we get home."

"Not a problem, and will you take off yours too?"

She raised her skirt to reveal a perfectly bare pussy with a tuft of red just above. "I never wear panties. It makes impromptu occasions so much easier to indulge in."

I stared at her long slim legs and her delectable pussy with lust as I contemplated how good she must taste. Finally, I parted the slit on my skirt and handed her my thong, which was absolutely soaked. I spread my legs to permit her to see. She brought my panties to her nose and smiled as she smelled my aroma.

Lilly reached over, palmed my wet pussy, and gave it a loving rub before she curved two fingers to penetrate and finger me. The sexual tension had been so intense all evening that I orgasmed instantly. As she withdrew her finger and I regained my breath, I reached over to return the favor.

However, she stopped me. "Rachel, if we ever are to get home, you will have to wait. I am ready to leap on and ravish you before we leave this parking lot. By the way, you taste absolutely delicious," she said after licking her fingers, which had been deep in my cunt an instant before.

The drive was mercifully short as my entire body tingled with the expectation of what would come soon. We chatted about this and that, but I don't recall the conversation. My emotions were all over the place. For some strange reason, it was not about sex. It was more that these two gave me a sentiment of belonging that I had not had for a long time.

***

My car was parked in the driveway when we got to their place. We found Chad opening a bottle of wine in the kitchen and setting up some munchies. "Who is that for?" I inquired. "I am so full after that delightful meal that I won't be needing food for the next week."

"Don't worry your little head about that. I can assure you that before the night is over, you will lose every single calorie you gained at supper," he said with a smirk. "How would you like to soak for a while in the Jacuzzi before we start the festivities?"

"It sounds delightful, but I don't have a bathing suit here."

"Even if you had one, we would not allow you to wear it. House rules dictate that Jacuzzis are enjoyed in the buff." Chad took my hand and led me to a patio where a Jacuzzi was bubbling away merrily. He removed his shirt; as I had suspected, his body was gorgeous. Sculptured abs and bulging biceps testified that he was a man who kept very fit.

I stood there admiring him, and he smiled at me and said, "Your turn."

Feeling the heat rise to my face, I unbuttoned my blouse and let it slip from my shoulders to puddle to the ground at my feet. Two hands wrapped around from behind, and Lilly, who had come out silently, took my breasts and offered them to Chad. He stepped forward, and his mouth descended to nuzzle each breast.

My already stiff nipples were licked and then sucked into his mouth. Finally, he rasped his teeth over those sensitive nubs sending a surge of pleasure to my pussy.

As Chad attended to my breasts, Lilly loosened the ties on my skirt, and it joined my blouse on the floor.

"Chad, step back and look how tasty our dessert looks," she ordered.

As he stepped back, I was acutely conscious of being naked in front of two people I had just met. Lilly stepped in front of me to admire the view, and I was rewarded with seeing her nude body. The expression that came to me was cute as a button. Long slender legs and a slim build apart from a pair of succulent tits greeted me. I smiled at how pale her skin was in contrast to mine.

Chad gave her a kiss and proceeded to remove his trousers. When he lowered his boxers, I almost started drooling at the eight-inch cock that sprang out at full erection. I could discern the glint of precum at the tip and wanted to rush forward to gobble him down my throat.

As I started forward, he hopped into the Jacuzzi and invited Lilly and me to join him. I ended up seated between Chad and Lilly. Chad poured out three flutes of bubbly and handed them to us. "A toast! To Rachel. Rachel, welcome to what we hope you will consider your new home."

"But, Chad, this is not my home," I protested.

"Not yet. However, we hope it will become so," said Lilly. "We think you are the one we have been seeking for a long time. You are a person we could love and not only make love to. Those we can make love to are a dime a dozen. Chad and I think apart from your undeniable charms, you can be more of a co-wife than just another fuck."

Tears started to come to my eyes. Here again, was that feeling of belonging that had been absent in my life. She brushed away the tears and gave me a sweet kiss. Chad turned my face toward his and kissed me in turn.

"Rachel," he said, "Please don't feel pressured. Let's just enjoy this night, and we can talk about all this tomorrow. What do you say?"

"Okay," I blubbered.

"Now, wenches, I am ready for dessert." He scooped me up in his arms and sat me on the edge of the Jacuzzi. Then he spread my thighs and gazed at my exposed pussy while licking his lips. I could not help but smile at his expression. A little boy ready to devour a succulent pastry. Leaning forward, he blew his warm breath at my exposed cunt before sniffing at it.

"Doesn't she smell fantastic?" I heard Lily say as his warm tongue licked on either side of my pouty pussy lips. My legs were pulled back by Lilly, who was now kneeling behind me on the deck. I was totally exposed and fully vulnerable in that position. Chad's tongue trailed up from the crack of my ass and spread my lips, where he slid his tongue into my needy cunt and lapped at the juices flowing from me.

Lilly came to my side, held my legs back, and toyed with my aching nipples pulling and tugging at them as she kissed me.

When Chad's lips licked and then sucked on my clit, which had come out to play, I felt as if I had died and gone to heaven. I could feel my stomach muscles tense, and when he inserted two fingers in my wet hole to massage my g-spot and his thumb up my ass, I exploded. My body shook with passion as I drenched his face with the explosion of my juices.

My legs were lowered, and I lay there with a beatific smile while trying to regain my breath. Chad and Lilly stroked my body tenderly as I came down from my orgasmic high. Then, finally, they lowered me back into the warm water to recover.

I sat there while they kissed, and Lilly greedily licked every trace of my emissions from Chad's face.

She turned to me and asked, "Rachel, do you think it is our turn to have our dessert?"

I nodded enthusiastically in response.

"Okay, Big Boy, your turn, sit right up here."

Chad sat up on the deck, and his cock waved before my eyes. I drooled and gave him a long lick from his balls to the tip before swirling my tongue around the circumcised bulb. My actions elicited a moan of pleasure from him. Lilly crouched next to me and swathed his balls with her tongue. I started sucking the tip in and out of my mouth.

We worked as a tandem team switching from his balls to his cock. It was as if we had rehearsed this technique for years. Finally, I started to take him deeper and deeper into my wet mouth, much to his apparent pleasure from the moans he was emitting. I had not quite realized how thick his member was, and I had to pull back for air every once in a while. When I did, Lilly took over, and to my astonishment, she could get all eight inches down.

This spurred me to greater effort, and I gradually swallowed him entirely. His cock throbbed in my mouth, and his sweet precum eased the process. Lilly pushed back his legs, and when I came up for air, I noticed she was rimming his butt. It came to me that I had said I had no taboos at supper, and when Lilly went down on him, I took her place rimming him and tonguing his ass.

It was a new experience and made me feel more intimate with them. I resolved to surrender my body to them the same way they were abandoning their bodies to me.

As Lilly came up for air, I went down on Chad again. His cock was throbbing in my mouth, and I massaged his balls when he warned me that he was about to cum. I just redoubled my efforts vacuuming his cock right down my throat. Finally, he erupted, sending a massive load of cum down my throat. I swallowed every drop and kept sucking. After the second spurt, I pulled back, and Lilly took over, draining him completely.

Lilly and I sat back, watching as Chad recovered. We kissed each other, exchanging the residue that remained in our mouths.

After downing some more bubbly, Chad stood up, scooped me in his arms, and carried me into the house and to a bedroom. I got a glimpse at the size of the bed and gawked before he deposited me on my back.

"Now, little one, time for the main course. Are you ready?"

"Wow, macho man, you're telling me you've recovered and are ready?"

"This Energizer Bunny never quits," he chuckled.

"This I have to see," I told him. "You are a maiden's dream come true. I'm all yours if you want me now."

He got on his back and told me to ride him in reverse cowgirl. I straddled his hips, anxious to get that thick hunk of meat inserted into my pussy. He slid inexorably into my hot sopping hole as I lowered myself and parted my pussy lips.

When I started to ride him, he pulled me back and grasped my breasts with both hands. Then, without me moving, he thrust his hips up, impaling me thoroughly. At that moment, I knew that a dildo would never do again. His hot cock massaged every inch of my cunt and reached my cervix with every stroke.

I lay back, luxuriating in his arms as he pinched and toyed with my nipples. I felt a tongue and mouth at my clit, and Lilly was licking and sucking on me as I looked down. The feeling was intense. I started thrusting my hips forward to get my pussy into her mouth. This caused me to slide back and forth on Chad's cock while he simultaneously thrust into me. I closed my eyes and reveled in the sensations I was feeling. Soon I was moaning, and I could feel my juices bathing Chad's cock as it throbbed deep in me. I was filled entirely by that glorious hunk of meat.

Steadily the Energizer Man was pounding me without remorse. I felt my body tighten, and I let myself climax with a wail. Chad did not stop. He kept thrusting and riding me through climax after climax. Finally, I felt him swell even more in me, and he bathed my womb with a copious stream of hot cum that kept streaming for what seemed to be forever.

Finally, he rolled to his side with me still in his arms, turned me to face him, and kissed me passionately. Meanwhile, Lilly was still at my pussy, licking me clean. I moaned, flopped on my back, and spread my legs to give her full access to my nether parts.

When she was through, and I'd had about four more mini orgasms, she climbed up and gave me a creamy kiss. I could taste myself and Chad on her lips and mouth.

When I had recovered, Lilly said, "My turn."

She straddled my face and again began licking my pussy. Then she lowered her pussy over my face. I eagerly reached with my tongue, parted her glistening juicy pussy, and ate her out. At some point, all these orgasms got to me, and I must have passed out.

I woke up in the middle of the night between Lilly and Chad. Lilly's arms were around me while Chad was behind with his cock snuggled between my ass cheeks.

I knew this was where I wanted to be and wondered what tomorrow would bring.

To be continued…