I sit in the kitchen dressed in a gown robe tied under my weighty bosom, my nose in a newspaper reading the lonely hearts, lots of 40 something’s looking for romance but this isn’t quite who I’m looking for. I have a particular person in mind. I’m sat poised just waiting for the advert to jump out at me a pen in my long painted “innocently pink” enhanced nailed fingers.
The next one reads “Sugar daddy seeks a baby girl”, I move on “Divorced blond seeks an escort”, I nearly give up hope when I see it bottom left-hand corner, “Open minded single female looking for a fantasy couple, no strings” Perfect! I jot down the number and contemplate calling? Then I realise it’s a mobile number so I decide to text first, a little afraid of rejection.
I type the words “Valentine Wife seeks 3 way fun, interested? If so RSVP”. I read it back to myself aloud; my throat is dry am I making a mistake? My thumb hovers over the send button, I hesitate then press it. Too late to withdraw the offer now besides this is for both of us, me and my partner.
I sit for what feels like an eternity waiting for a beep to say I have a reply, my heart beats faster under my heaving breast as the minutes tick away. My mobile vibrates and the answer has arrived. “Describe yourself to me”, is all it reads. I wonder how much detail is required so I describe the important parts of both me and my partner to her. She is happy and we set up the event between us.
As the days go by I get more nervous I buy an outfit from an online store now in this country pub bedroom I try it on for size. It fits like a glove, the white apron ties at the back and the hold-ups are short exposing my bare thighs and frilly French panties. I pile up my blond tousled hair and pin my maids’ hat neatly into position. There is a knock at the door but it’s too early to be him, I didn’t order the taxi until 7pm and it’s only 6.30pm, it must be her?
I open the door to this radiant beauty, long glossy brown hair, so silky the light reflects from it. Her mouth is painted in a bronze colour and her cheeks are highlighted in gold and her long black lashes look me over. My heart stops she is perfect just what the doctor ordered. I invite her in and she kisses me on both cheeks before she crosses the threshold. I smell her and she is radiant, my pussy twinges with desire, but I know I must wait.
She takes of her coat and I hang it up for her in the wardrobe space. She looks divine in her short nurses’ outfit her tanned legs long and lean in the white stockings. I watch the swell of her breast rise under the uniform as she too pins her hat into place the hem of her skirt rides up and I see she has worn a white thong, her pert bottom is so perfectly formed.
It won’t be long now! We pop the champagne and pour 3 glasses waiting to toast the evening together. He knocks and I as the dutiful maid go answer the door, he eyes widen in surprise as he sees me in the outfit and I see he has opted to wear the Macintosh I left out for him. I offer to take his coat and he has daringly played along with my game. The white coat and stethoscope adding to the authenticity of the role play.
I introduce Nurse Nightingale to my Dr Love he looks at me in surprise? He has a playful grin on his face as I show him to his seat handing him a champagne flute. I notice a stirring in his loins as his cock stiffens. Without hesitation Nurse Nightingale pulls me onto the crisply made bed we fall together on the middle her hand gently touches my face and we both watch to see his reaction as she kisses me fully opened mouthed, I groan at the softness of her lips and tongue as she pulls away to show him the display. I hear him say “Oh wow”.
Our displays of affection are an act; we over-indulge in one another’s kiss exaggerating every touch as we unbutton each others clothes showing flashes of opposing underwear; revealing both black silk on milky white tones and white lace on sallow shiny skin. How can he resist? We carelessly caress each other as we both extend a welcoming hand out to Dr Love who is sat trousers unzipped cock in hand, I smile to myself, good he’s enjoying himself I think.
He stands and kicks off his shoes and trousers kicked them aimlessly away, wearing no boxers he is released cock standing vertical, looking lean long and hard, the tip is swollen as he lightly stroke the end as it almost touches his navel, it stands so erect. We girls wink and move forwards helping him to shed the rest of his clothes, laying him down and kissing the soles of his feet together mirroring each touch along the whole of his body.
We kiss up his inner thighs and each sulk a bullock each kissing each other briefly before licking up the side of his cock as it springs into life. We continue to suck a nipple each, tonguing around it and biting them making him wriggle beneath us. His cock is wet tipped and dribbling. He responds by pulling aside the knickers of both of us girls dipping a finger in both of us as we take it in turns to kiss him and lick his ears, pinching his nipples and writhing on his hands. He removes them and tells us to suck and taste each other from them crossing his arms over his chest. We oblige willingly. She looks at me and I nod.
She rips open a flavoured condom and puts it over the wet tip rolling it down his length effortlessly in one stroke. Then she bends her pretty face to suck him, her pert tits hanging before his face, the nipple large and protruding, dark brown in colour. I watch her sucking my husband and he has his eyes closed in delight, I am not jealous I planned this. I reach inside the drawer and take out the digital camera; we agreed we could take some snaps for a keepsake.
The flash startles them instead of being annoyed they play up to the camera, taking every movement slow, as he licks her pussy then takes her slow from behind. I set the timer and slip under her body my legs wide the 3 of us tangled together me licking his sack, him inside her pussy and her kissing mine, “flash” perfect timing. This was too much fun to be happening; her tongue on me driving me insane, making me lash my tongue around his balls and him pounding into her the perfect triangle, while I watch.
He won’t hold on much longer her moan makes me realise he is thickening and bucking as his sack swings across my face, she sucks and flicks my bud and I rub hers in return. His arse tenses and he thrusts hard I know he is cuming, she gasps and spasms on my on the pad of my finger and her cream runs into my hand; and I spray her pretty face as she gasps at not having seen female ejaculation before! Respectfully she cleans up herself and leaves us alone, kissing us both one last time.
“Happy Valentines day darling.”