It had been so long since I had orgasmed from just penetration, but it was all I needed tonight. Pure bliss filled me and I lost control of my body and my brain. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the overwhelming pleasure.
When I opened my eyes I realized I wasn’t the only one to climax. My husband had collapsed on top of me, his cock still throbbing inside of me. His hot cum mixed with my own wetness.
He looked down at me and we both smiled before our lips locked together. He kissed me until his hardness returned and we repeated our earlier encounter with equally satisfying results.
For the first time in a long time I had no problems falling asleep. I fell asleep with his arms wrapped around me, our naked bodies pressed together and a smile on my face.
We didn’t say a word about last night, but the next morning both of us were all smiles as we got ready to go out. He decided we should visit favorite breakfast place, a little cottage where we used to go when we first dated. His idea, however before we even got out the door his phone rang. Work. I made us both eggs, but it wasn’t the same.
We never talked about that night, yet I think we both thought about it a lot. I know that I did and I have a feeling he did too. I thought about it every time he stayed up late working. At first I hoped that he would return to bed with the vigor of that one night. However after many disappointing nights, I gave up on that actually happening and turned towards my favorite battery operated cock. When I went out with my girlfriends, I drove home hoping he would greet me that heart pounding way. However after every girl’s night out I found him still working in his office or already asleep in our bed. Soon the encounter faded away and so did the fantasy.
Or at least so I thought.

“Do you remember my friend Brian from college?” My husband asked me from across the dinner table. In between us sat a healthy, but boring grilled chicken with asparagus dinner.
“I think so.” How could I not? If I hadn’t met Luc first, I would’ve definitely tried my chances with Brian. Both my husband and Brian had toned bodies of the college athletes that they were, both were good looking, but Brian could’ve passed as a fashion model. Luc is good looking, but not on the same level that makes women stare in public places.
“He’s going to be in town next week for business. He’s interested in investing in the company, but is coming here to learn more.”
“Oh really? That’s great.” I tried to sound uninterested, but X-rated thoughts ran through my head, first of the time I saw Brian without a shirt when a group of us went out to the beach late one night and then of the shared fantasy between my husband and I. My temperature started to increase. My heart started to pound. I looked across the table, hoping that my husband wouldn’t notice.
“Yeah, I’m going to need your help.”
“Anything.”
“I knew I could count on you. I think it’s your girls night out, but would you mind picking him up from the airport. I’ll email you his schedule, but he’ll be in shortly after you get off work on Friday. I’m stuck in a dinner meeting that night that I can’t afford to skip.”
“I’d be glad to help.”
“Thanks,” he didn’t give me any grin or any indication whether this was just an innocent picking up an old friend at the airport for him or something more. “It would be great if you could pick him up, bring him to the hotel and take him out for dinner.”
“I’m sure we’ll have lots to talk about.” My heart started to pound harder and I couldn’t stop thinking about that one special night. Was this part of a fantasy? Was I making it up in my head? Or did my husband want me to sleep with another man?
That night after dinner we didn’t talk about it, but we did end up together in the bedroom. He skipped working late and instead we fucked until both of us collapsed exhausted. He didn’t need to say anything more.

Brian looked even better than I remembered. He still had the toned body, although he had filled out more. He had a more mature look to him. He no longer looked like a frat boy. He looked like a successful businessman in his black tailored suit and blue dress shirt, unbuttoned at the collar. Yet it wasn’t just his looks. He had an air of confidence about him that I felt even from the moment we set eyes on each other again.
He smiled at me and we wrapped our arms around each other. I felt his heat, I smelled his cologne. A distinctly different cologne than the one my husband wore. We hugged not like old friends, but more like old lovers. His body pressed against mine and I thought I would melt away.
“You look great.” He looked me up and down. I had skipped the boring conservative suit that I usually wore to work and choose a dress that showed off more of my figure. Nothing like the dresses I used to wear out to the bars, but his look filled with lust told me that I still had it.
“Thank you. You do too.”
We walked to baggage claim together and made small talk. While he updated me on his life, I couldn’t help but wondered what my husband and him had talked about. Did they come to some sort of agreement giving me to Brian for the night? Or would this be a surprise for Brian? Was I supposed to seduce him? My face felt hot, I couldn’t deny the excitement between my legs.