I have been knowing Kavelle since elementary school and he never looked at me as being attractive, since we were genuinely just good friends. We often flirted back and forth with one another but never made any physical gestures towards each other. But in my mind, it was all just fun and games with no real intentions of making anything happen. He has always been very attractive to me and every other girl that lived in the neighborhood and that went to our high school. He was not your average ladies man. He had a wonderful smile, a reserved laid back personality, and a big dick that I've fumbled across once or twice when flirting with him. His height was 6'3, he had seductive lips that were made for eating some clear cream pie, and was fine enough to get any women that his dick's heart desired.....
Kavelle and me have always thought of taking it further, we just connected on an intellectual level so that kind of made it very hard to take it to a sexual point of no return. He was very smooth with his wording and a nerd at heart, which made it hard to decipher what our friendship should be. But over the years it was clear we were both to afraid to cross that line and ruin our friendship.Twelve years later and Kavelle is now thirty years old. I am twenty-nine and married. My marriage sex life even at the age I am, is dull. Out here in hot Arizona it's not much fun to get into as a married woman nowadays. Kavelle hit me up with a text asking, "what are you doing tonight?". I replied, "Nothing making me and my husband dinner, your welcome to come eat with us". He replied he would not be able to make it. I shrugged and text back I would put him a plate up for him to pick up tomorrow. I danced and sang as I began preparing the meal for the night, since it was already 6:00 pm. I made New York strip steaks, asparagus, and smothered potatoes.
When I was done cooking I covered all three plates with lids. There was a note next to the roses in the bedroom that said, "READ IT" in bold capital letters with my name in cursive, Shannon underneath the bold letters.
I opened the little card note, and began reading it.
"Happy Anniversary, I have a surprise for you tonight. Get in the shower and wear something sexy for me".
Shit! I had forgotten it was our anniversary when I invited Kavelle over for dinner. Good thing he turned it down. After all these years I still often wrote in my diary of dreams I have of me and Kavelle having sex. My husband has come across my diary a few times and always asked why didn't we have sex at least once as friends, instead of being upset. He was not the jealous type my husband was very open minded, yet boring in the bedroom. We always did the same routine positions he likes, never anything different. Tonight he had something up his sleeves because I had never seen the bedroom set up inn rose pedals, flowers on the bed, and a card note with instructions for the night.
Before we could eat dinner I showered, slipped in to a navy blue satin bodycon dress with a slit on the left side of my thigh for extra sex appeal. He was already seated when I sat down. I wondered why he had brought the plate I put up for Kavelle out of the refrigerator. Before I could have that question pondering in my mind, the doorbell rung.
"Hey what are you doing here, I thought you couldn't make it", I said to Kavelle standing in my doorway. " Your husband Gaven asked me to come over", Kavelle said. I walked over to the table, letting Kavelle inside. Before I could even put two and two together to make it equal four. My husband spoke, "What's up Kavelle, come have dinner with us.
The entire dinner was silent with me sitting there picking over my food in confusion.... Then my husband spoke again.
"Kavelle my wife has a thing for you, always have. Not in a way where she is unhappy with me, just in a way where she is still curious about what you are like in bed. So tonight I'm not going to give her the same boring dick I always do. I want this anniversary to be special, so I called you over to make sure it was for her. I just want to watch, Shannon is faithful and would never cross that line. So I am crossing it for her", my husband Gavin said.
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Sexual Persuasion
רומנטיקהThis is a novelette that includes short exotic stories, sex tales, and/or fantasies. Ever wanted to read outside the box, with our minds in the gutter....? That is what this book is based upon. Sex scenarios that you could never imagine, or could yo...