Dinner with Friends

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She wasn't sure what, but Ashley knew her marriage needed something. She and her husband Derek had been married for six years. While not a long time, it's plenty to become disengaged and disinterested. Her sex drive was something of an enigma. At times she was insatiable, and then others she didn't even want to look at him. Derek seemed to just be happy taking the wins where he got them. They had tried a few things in recent years to add spark back to their bedroom, albeit unsuccessfully. Their bedside table was filled with vibrators, plugs, oils and the like. It would always add an element of excitement that burned brightly initially, but ultimately fizzled out after a few uses. Ashley knew what she liked, or so she thought. She had always enjoyed experimenting sexually . When she was younger, an afternoon off spent naked from the waist down, sex toy in hand used to be her idea of relaxing. But as of late, she just couldn't find the energy.

Derek was built adequately for a man in his 30's. Nice shoulders, relatively trim, and a better than average dick. All in all, Ashley knew she was luckier than some of her friends. Something she would deny until her death bed, was that she actually enjoyed giving him head. As all couples know, if this little tidbit of information ever got out, it would certainly shift the power dynamic in their relationship. There was just something about him that had always turned her on. He wasn't so big as to make it an unenjoyable task, but also large enough to feel a sense of fullness. Ashley was a blonde with a petite frame, and smaller than average tits. But it was her ass that got the most attention. She ran regularly but most of it was just good genetics. Derek had always loved her ass. Whether it was in leggings or staring down at it in doggy, when it came to his favorite feature it wasn't hard to tell. It was around a year ago that they had tried a butt plug for the first time after seeing their popularity surge in books and porn. At first she wasn't sure. But it didn't take long for her to grow to love the overstimulation and fullness it provided during sex. Derek loved it as well. Feeling her slit tighten when he popped it in never ceased to amaze him. This was probably the reason that reverse cowgirl tended to be his position of choice.

Steve had been Derek's best friend for as long as she had known him. He was athletic and tall with a goofy sense of humor. She liked him and had always felt comfortable around him. He treated her like one of the guys and never hesitated to give her shit. Their relationship wasn't really a flirty one, but it often contained playful shoves or arms around her shoulders that made her feel like a valued friend in her own right. A few times she had sensed some sexual tension on nights that alcohol was involved, but never anything overt. Steve was like a big brother most of the time. On a number of occasions when drinking and her mind wandered, Ashley had wondered what he was "packing". Probably decent she thought. Given his frame and overall comfort around women. But just as randomly as the thought had crept in, it slithered harmlessly away.
It was a Friday night, and she and Derek were having a glass of wine as they talked about the coming weekend's plan. "I figured Steve would probably come by and thought we could make some food and hang out. Do you care?" he asked. "No, that's fine. I've always dreamed of two guys all to myself," she quipped. Derek grinned at her from across the room. "I don't think you'd know what to do with two if you had it. One seems to be more than you like to deal with as it is." She laughed and rolled her eyes. But the joke had some sting to it. The wine was giving her some courage so she decided to give some grief right back to him. Ashley scooped up her wine glass and smacked her own ass, "I don't think you'd like sharing me anyway." Derek's eyebrows raised. "Careful now, don't bite off more than you can chew." Ashley giggled. She leaned against the door frame taking a sip from her glass and peered over it devilishly. "Do you think you'd ever actually have a threesome?" It was a question they had never discussed really because they weren't the type of couple that would ever do that sort of thing. But as with everyone, it was something that had probably crossed both of their minds in a private moment of fantasy. Derek crossed the room and sat opposite her on the couch. "Ok serious question," he said with anything but a serious look on his face. "Who would you pick if you had to choose someone to join us?" She thought about it briefly and said, "hmm, maybe Steve? I don't know!" Derek fell back into the couch cushions in playful annoyance as though he'd been shot. "Ok, another one. Who do you think is bigger, me or Steve?" Ashley laughed again as the wine took full effect. "Do you want my real answer or the one a wife is supposed to give her husband?" Derek smiled, "No seriously, what's your guess?" Ashley shifted in her seat to face him, the conversation peaking her interest a little. "Well to be honest, as a woman, I've always gotten kind of a big dick energy from him. But I don't know why." It was Derek's turn to laugh. "Oh really? Well I've been in a locker room with him a few times, and to be honest, I can't say you're wrong." Ashley felt a little flutter of butterflies in her stomach. This conversation was interesting and exciting all of a sudden and she didn't know why. But it was something that had lacked in most of their typical, mundane, evening banter. "Really? I knew it! Like how big are we talking?" She asked with a sly smile. "I don't know, I mean I've never seen him hard, but he was always pretty proud of it in the showers. Why don't you ask him tomorrow if you're so interested?" he teased. "Maybe I will!" She laughed and threw a pillow at him. He lept towards her nearly causing her to spill her wine. They made out on the couch for a bit with a renewed sense of energy. She felt him hard already beneath his sweats. Ashley fished a hand inside the waist band and squeezed his dick hard. He groaned and pushed her shirt up to suck on one of her already hard nipples. She strained to reach lower and dragged her other hand up the back of his balls and felt his shaft swell in appreciation. She bit his lip and whispered in his ear, "if it's bigger than this I really wouldn't know what to do with both of you." The combination of wine and being turned on at the new taboo topic had them both hotter than any of their past recent encounters. He crawled up to straddle her chest and pinned her arms back over the armrest of the couch. He teased her by dragging the head of his cock over her lips as she licked the underside of his shaft. Derek slowly begin fucking her mouth as she moaned in approval. Her hidden joy becoming more apparent. He pressed against the back of her throat as Ashley fought off her gag reflex. After a few more moments he climbed off the couch and slid her shorts down and roughly but playful turned her over. He kneeled down and licked her already wet slit from top to bottom. Ashley loved when he went down on her, especially when she was on all fours. She leaned over the arm of the couch and relished the sensation of Derek sucking on her lips. She even enjoyed when he would occasionally flick his tongue over her asshole with his hands gripping her cheeks and pulling her back against him. But this evening he was far too turned on to spend longer than a moment lavishing her with his tongue. He stood and entered her from behind. She grunted when he buried his cock inside her fully. Five minutes later as she worked her clit with a free hand she announced she was cumming and Derek arrived simultaneously. Pulling out and covering her ass with his warm seed. The rest of the night was full of love making that contained a passion that had been missing in recent months and they both went to bed satisfied and happy for the first time in awhile. As Derek lay next to her snoring softly, Ashley wondered about their conversation earlier. Derek certainly seemed turned on by the topic, and she was definitely intrigued. Could she really ever have a threesome? She wasn't that kind of girl. But there was no denying that the idea had turned her on. She wondered what Steve's cock actually was like as she drifted off to sleep. Maybe some day I'll find out, she thought.