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Amber smiled at me, resting against the pillows of my
couch.

“Yeah. I’m calmer anyway.” She said, closing her eyes with
a smile on her face.

I’d heard my phone buzz about five minutes earlier so I
reached for it. It could be Joe or Ben but I didn’t want to get her hopes up.

Hey Amber, Emily, all is well. See you tomorrow.”
The
text from Ben said.

Odd that it didn’t say any more than that but it was
something at least.

“Amber, check your phone, Ben sent us a group message.” I
let her know in case he’d sent another message to her as well.

Not long after I got one from Joe as well. He’d got
wherever he was going and would be home tomorrow with a guest.

Hm. That might mean some rearrangement with Ben. Then I
got another text from Joe.

“Is Amber with you? If so tell her she’s invited
tomorrow to. So is Ben, but I’ve already talked to him about it.”
Joe sent
me probably his longest text ever.

“Huh, that’s odd. Joe says you’re invited to whatever he
has planned for tomorrow; apparently Ben’s already agreed to come. He spoke with
him earlier. This is all weird.”

Joe met Amber a couple of times when they stayed over for
dinner after Ben had done some work around the house. I didn’t think he’d
really noticed either of the younger people.

“Cool, I’ll be here. Can I stay with you tonight?” She
asked, sliding over to my side of the couch slowly.

A teasing grin on her face now that she wasn’t panicking let
me know she was feeling better.

Time for play!

I reached out pulling Amber to me with a gleeful laugh.

“Of course you can stay with me. Want to go up to the
bedroom or the bathtub, or do you want to swim? It’s dark now, nobody would see
us, especially if we leave the lights off.” I tempted her.

“Oh, the pool definitely!” She said with glee, sprinting
out of the room to the kitchen, dropping her clothes as she went. I heard the
door slide open and a happy splash as she jumped into the below ground pool.  

I stood at the front, waiting on her to surface. I put on
some music, soft and sensual and made undressing from a pair of denim shorts
and a camisole the sexiest thing Amber had ever seen!

I twisted, as I pushed my shorts down, letting her glimpse
the tanned globes of my ass before twisting again, kicking the shorts away.

Then I slowly pulled the top off, twirling it around
before I threw it with my shorts.

I pulled the tie out of my hair and let it fan out over my
back before I took the steps down to the deepest part of the pool, swimming up
to Amber.

Her eyes were glued on me as she tread water and they grew
wider as I came near her.

“I didn’t think I’d ever actually say the words to anyone,
Emily, but I want you. I want you desperately.” She said as the warm water
swirled around us.

I pulled her to the shallow steps and let her have her
fill of touching me.

This was the first time Amber and I have been alone. For
us it was like the first time all over again.

Her hands explored my slick wet skin under the moonlight,
her eyes picking out what they could as Amber licked chlorinated water from my
smooth skin.

Her tongue found my nipples and my back arched, pressing
into her mouth. I loved her tongue on me, but I loved when it went even lower.

Her hands explored my pussy first, delving between my
folds to probe at my opening, her finger dipping inside and crooking to find
that spot.

When she found the spot that made me gasp, Amber swooped
down to my clit, making me gasp loudly.

My hips lifted out of the water, seeking her hot little
tongue.

Amber may not have been into eating pussy before I came
along but she was a pro at it now.

Her teasing fingers, deep inside of me and her tongue on
my clit had me panting hard.

I used my own fingers to stimulate my nipples, teasing
them into peaks so stiff it almost hurt.

The pleasure was almost a pain and my hips thrust up into
Amber’s face, seeking the release that was waiting there on the very edge, if
only I could reach it.

I concentrated, licking the water from my lips, and pushed
my pussy into Amber’s face. I wasn’t fantasizing now, reality was plenty
fucking good.

I was wild with it and wanted it to last but we had all
night.

I needed to come on Amber’s face and I needed it now.

One of her fingers slipped as she was fucking my wet hole
and she grazed my ass.

That’s all it took, that moment of “fuck she touched my
ass”, and I was gone, flying in the clouds as pleasure ripped through my body.

Amber waited for me to land and then we went back into the
house, heading for my bathtub.

The bathtub could probably hold six people but tonight it
only held two.

For some reason Amber wanted to wash my hair and she
gently did the job, massaging my scalp until I was a bowl of jelly in front of
her.

Normally washing my hair is a chore but Amber took her
time, conditioning it and getting the tangles out from the washing before she
rinsed it.

Then, after toweling me dry and letting it dry a bit she
combed the long length out, taking care not to hurt me.

“Do you know how lovely you are, Emily? I don’t know how
Joe could overlook you the way he does.” She said as she looked at me. “You
don’t have on any makeup, your hair isn’t done, and you’re naked and you’ve
never been so beautiful to me. But he ignores you. I just don’t get it.”

Amber looked incredibly sad as she spoke. I felt incredibly
sad but had no words to help her make sense of it. I couldn’t make sense of it
myself.

“I just don’t know darling, who knows the minds of men? I
don’t get it, I try so hard but he doesn’t notice. I guess he takes me for
granted. I’ve tried until I can’t anymore.” I told her finally.

“I don’t blame you, now let’s watch a movie and forget
about our men abandoning us for the night. We need giggles and sex, not this.
So what do you have available?”

I have to admit, Amber was right. A night of giggling with
a few orgasms in between the scenes of the movies we watched, ended up being
one of the best nights I’d had in a long time.

Amber wasn’t just sexy, she was smart, funny, and
considerate, and I needed all of those. We fell asleep late, tangled up
together and I slept as I used to sleep, peacefully and without bad dreams
waking me up all night.

Amber and I woke up early, cleared up the house form our
shenanigans, and dressed for having visitors.

I had no idea what the plan was but I gasped as Joe came
into the front door with Ben in tow.

“Honey, you’re home. And with Ben?” I asked him, clearly
puzzled.

“Yep, we have some talking to do dear. I have a night full
of surprises planned. You look beautiful by the way, do you want to go out for
dinner?” He asked me.

“Um, we can go out, that sounds nice. Ben and Emily are
going with us?” I was still puzzled but Joe seemed to have some plan here.

I let him play it out and we went out to dinner. Amber
excused herself after we ate and Ben went to check on her.

Joe had been charming all night, and I smiled at him,
wondering what in the world he was up to. I was going to ask him what was going
on when Amber and Ben came back.

Joe had my hand under the table and squeezed it. I looked
over at him and he gave me a devilish wink.

He looked so handsome tonight! I felt a moment of
attraction but it left as Ben sat down.

“I’m sorry to do this but Amber isn’t feeling well. I’m
going to take her back to my house if you don’t mind.” Ben spoke, looking sad
to be leaving.

I was disappointed to lose their company but wanted Amber
to be comfortable.

“I’ll call you a taxi,” I said to him, squeezing Amber’s
other hand.

Joe noticed the intimacy and quirked an eyebrow but said
nothing. “Go home and feel better honey.”

I watched them leave and looked at Joe.

“Such a shame, they are good company.” I told him as he
paid the waiter. “What else do you have planned for tonight then?”

“We, my dear, are going dancing.” Joe said with a grin.

Joe was a wonderful dancer and some of the moves we had
could clear a dance floor.

He had on a black silk shirt and black trousers, and he
looked incredibly handsome.

My heart swelled again and twenty minutes later we were on
the dance floor, rum flowing happily through my veins as I showed my husband
why he’d married me.

I wasn’t using my stripper pole moves but I had received a
few admiring glances as I danced with my husband. I laughed in happiness and
Joe kissed me as he pulled me off of the floor to a dark corner, his hand going
up the bottom of the black dress that barely covered my ass.

Joe brushed aside the thong to tease at my pussy, his lips
covering mine.

“Oh baby.” I sighed as his hand worked to quickly get me
grinding against him. “Oh, I need you Joe; I need you to fuck me.”

I pleaded with him, needing to feel him filling me.

I hadn’t felt like this about my husband in years, he’d
not paid me so much attention, or made me feel so loved in a long time. I could
remember why I married him now and it wasn’t just for the security.

“Take me home. Now, please.” I demanded, needing to feel
him inside me.

It wasn’t just an urge, it was a need, something I hadn’t
felt in a long time.

“Mm. You sure you don’t want me to just fuck you against
this wall, Emily, my cock ramming into you as your back rides up and down the
wall?” He teased against my throat, making my pussy clench as if he was already
inside of me.

“Oh god, I’d love that, do it!” I begged. I was past the point
of caring if anyone saw us.

It was unlikely anyone would notice in the club we were
in, I could hear the frantic couplings of others around us and wanted nothing
more than to join them.

“I’d love to but I’d rather fuck you in our bed. Come on
sweetheart, hold on to it for a little while for me.” He asked, taking my hand
and pulling me out to the car.

He drove us home quickly, avoiding red lights and pulling into
the driveway within minutes.

He opened the door and pulled me into the house, pulling me
into his arms in the dark house, kissing me against the wall of our hallway
before pulling me up to the bedroom.

His hands were in my panties as I landed on the bed and I
spread my legs wantonly, letting him have access to me completely.

Joe laughed a deep throaty, sexy sound that thrilled me in
the dark room.

Something was different; we were both wild, hedonistic as
we hadn’t been for a long time, if ever.

Joe apparently felt far more hedonistic than I thought
because he was soon winding his tie around my head, securing it with a knot at
the back of my head.

“I want you to enjoy every moment of this. I want you to
feel every touch, every stroke as I touch you Emily.” He said as he moved away.

When he came back to me he was naked and he pulled my
dress from me, leaving me only in my panties and bra.

I felt his hands on me, touching me, soothing me, and
stirring the fire in me that burned throughout my body.

My husband’s hands finally drove me higher and higher into
a world of pleasure I thought was lost to us.

And as the first surge of ecstasy broke over me I thought
a strange thought.

That’s Ben’s mouth. Those are Amber’s fingers in my ass as
Joe has me bent over the edge of the bed. That’s Ben’s hand making my ass red
with a gentle slap.

But it couldn’t be. Maybe I’d drunk too much?

Was that it? Was that what made me smell Ben’s scent as my
neck was bitten? Is that what made me think of Amber as gentle, full lips were kissing
my own?

Then what made me think of Amber as smooth lips and a soft
face kissed my thighs?

I wanted to pull my blindfold away but Joe’s hands were
always there to pull my hands away, even when he was thrusting his hard cock
into me.

Joe was always there to stop me, to keep me from seeing
reality.

“Stay in the land of pleasure and fairy kisses, Emily. You
deserve to know you are adored, my dear. Enjoy it for a few moments longer.” He
whispered into my ear as my world exploded.

And it just kept exploding, time after time. My world kept
turning into pleasure and stars until I didn’t even know my own name and my
tongue went numb, unable to form words.

Joe literally stole my very words that night.

Joe fucked me for what felt like hours. Our bed was used
more than it had been used since we’d moved into the house!

And in ways we’d never used it before.

At some point Joe started talking, telling me about his
fishing trip and how he’d discovered a few things that weekend.

Such as how much of a dick he’d been.

“I can’t believe how terribly I’ve neglected you, Emily.
You deserve so much better!” he insisted as his lips drove me over the edge
again, my clit a tool of deep seated pleasure now.

He told me of how his friends had started an idea in his
head, an idea that started with a room full of anonymous men and crystalized
into the image of Ben when he came home from his weekend getaway.

He told me about that as he fucked me against the
headboard, my head firmly against the wood panel, banging into it in a way that
was oddly stimulating.

He told me how he’d masturbated in his office twice last
Friday, thinking about young Ben fucking me in the ass, against the table in
the kitchen, and then, then he told me how he’d imagined young Amber’s fingers
buried deep inside of my pussy as I cried out my pleasure.

He told me that as his hard cock, oddly different somehow,
fucked me while I rested on my side.

Then Joe decided to take the blindfold away.

It was Amber’s fingers on my clit as she rested on her
side in front of me.

It was Ben’s cock inside of me, behind me on the bed, his
face strained as he held back his orgasm.

And it was Joe’s voice, at my head, his head over mine, as
he watched our young neighbors fucking me, his hand around his cock.

I didn’t ask questions, Joe had answered them with this
subterfuge, and I just gave myself up to sensation and let the fucking
continue.

If this is what Joe wanted for us I would gladly comply
with his wishes.

I was being fucked by all three of my lovers, so who was I
to complain?

I took Joe’s cock down my throat now that I knew he wasn’t
alone with me, and my world was finally complete.

Fucked from every angle, Ben’s fingers in my ass as he
fucked me, Amber’s breasts pushed into mine, her mouth on my nipples as her
fingers plundered my clit, I exploded for the final time that night, an orgasm
beyond anything I’d ever felt before.

It wasn’t just pleasure, it was completion and I was full.
For the first time in my life I could not ask for more and I was complete.

The rest of the night was spent with the kind of sex I’d
only imagined.

Amber allowed Joe to fuck her, Amber’s young face
revealing to me what it was like to have an older man, a wiser man, fuck her,
and for a moment I knew what it must be like for Joe to watch me being fucked.

Then Ben, my lover and friend, whispered into my ear as he
began to fuck my greedy pussy. He told me how he felt as he watched his
girlfriend being fucked, what it had been like to watch me, unknowing that it
wasn’t my husband fucking me.

“You reacted differently Emily, with more joy, when you
thought it was Joe fucking you. I wanted that, I wanted you to reach for me the
way you reached out when you thought it was Joe. I need that from you Emily.”

And so I reached for Ben, I begged him to slide his cock inside
of me, to make me his as Joe, my husband, fucked Ben’s girlfriend.

It wasn’t just about coming that night, it was about
sharing, about intimacy, about reclaiming what we’d all lost or never had, and
that night we became a unit.

All four of us. Not just Joe and I or Ben and Amber, we
all became a part of each other.

It finally ended with Amber and me in the middle of the
bed, kissing and petting each other. Ben and Joe were on the outside, keeping
us safe, protecting us from the world and as I fell asleep I knew the world was
going to be a far different place tomorrow.