HIS FANTASY

11- THE EXCITEMENT PART

Bryan is still knocking on the door outside. "So, are we really doing this?" He said. I heard excitement creep into his voice and grinned.

"Yeah, we are." Running my hand down the front of his shirt, I began unbuttoning it.

"Relax, Babe. You're going to enjoy this."

"Yeah," he said. I felt nervous, and I had a little bit of fear too. This was my first time to see it, and with my husband, Pete. When his shirt was unbuttoned to where it was tucked into his pants, I eased my arms under the fabric and around his waist to hug him tight.

"It'll be fun. I picked out a really awesome guy," I said.

"Where'd you find him? Pete asked. With a laugh, I propped my chin on his chest to look up at him.

"You'll see. Have some more wine. Dinner is almost done. We can now start the party." He sat again on the chair and ate the food that I had prepared for us. And he drank most of the wine himself; I only had one glass, and that was to calm my fluttering stomach.

What would Pete say when he found out Bryan would be joining us this evening? Would he be mad, embarrassed, shy, or what? Someone was eager to get started.

I kissed Pete's forehead and left him in the kitchen on my way to the door. When I opened it, Bryan had a nervous look while standing there, and I caught him as he was wiping his sweaty palms down the front of his jeans.

"Hi," he said in his low voice.

"Hi, sexy, come in." I said. When I turned, I saw Pete in the doorway leading to the kitchen, wine glass in hand. His eyes widened like they were looking at the 'headlights' stare. As Bryan entered, Pete shook his head.

"Sheila, no. This isn't..." I shut the door behind Bryan.

"Isn't that, Babe?"

"I can't do this," Pete whispered in a small voice.

"Don't you want to?" Bryan asked, disappointed.

Indecision warred on Pete's face. He wanted to, but yes, I could see it quite clearly in his eyes. But he didn't want to ruin their friendship. As much as he wanted to take Bryan to our bed, he didn't want sex to come between them, especially now that we are married. I would make sure it wouldn't. Snaking an arm through Bryan. I pulled him closer to my husband and then wrapped my free arm around Pete's.

"Boys, look?" I said gently,

"This is going to be a little awkward, I know. But if anyone can make it work, we can. Bryan, you've wanted Pete forever.

"Yeah," he sighed, giving Pete a seductive grin.

"And Pete, I know you like Bryan. Maybe you can lie to yourself and say you don't find him sexy." I explained.

"I never said that," Pete hurriedly corrected me. I laughed.

"Right, well, we need some ground rules. My rule is that I get to participate." Pete said he didn't want to share me with another guy, so He interrupted me again.

"I meant some random guy," he clarified.

"If Bryan wants to fool around with you, then I'm okay with that." Pete added.

"Well, Bryan said no girl parts," I pointed out.

"It might change my mind. So, are we going to do this, or we just talk about it the rest of the night?" Bryan said. I wink at my husband, Pete. He smiled at me, and I know that he has now agreed to do it. So, I turned myself in and let the two talk for a while in our bedroom.

Pete finished off his final glass of wine and set it on the nearest end table. His next words came out in a breathy rush. "Hell, yeah." I hear it.

Then I go to the bathroom to change into my favorite silky pink dress. Pete had seen me naked many times, but Bryan hadn't, and I suspected I was going to be his first woman in every way, so I wanted to leave a good impression. The dress cupped my breasts, a thin wire frame lifting them prettily, and a sheer panel of black lace covered my tummy to flirt just above the dip in the tiny bikini bottoms.