Fantasy Weekend

"Of course not. I know that."

"Pinkies swear?" she reiterated, bringing up their childhood affirmation of a deepest, darkest, secret.

Tina laughed, "Jesus, Tina - what did you do, have an affair or something?" She glanced sideways again at her sister, the look saying it all; swear - or I am not saying anything. "Ok, yes, pinky swear," she said holding up her closer hand with her pinky finger extended.

Regina looked at her sister, hooked her own pinky into her sisters and then with a nod just said "Yes."

Glancing back and forth from the road to her sister's face, Tina didn't at first pick up on what she'd said. "Yes?... Yes what?" she asked, puzzled.

"Yes..." she paused, realizing that once she spoke again her secret was no longer secret, and with an exhale said, "I had an affair."

Tina looked hard at her sister, swerving to the right as she did but, rapidly recovering, righted the direction of the car. "You're kidding!" She knew she was not kidding, even as she said it.

Regina began spilling the details of her affair with Steve as they drove, but soon enough they arrived at Tina's home. Going in, Tina made coffee; she intended to get all the details.

"So, Joe wanted you to have an affair?" Regina nodded in affirmation, Tina shaking her head in disbelief. "That's the damnedest thing I've ever heard. My prude of a sister's husband wanting her to have an affair?" Neither woman said anything for a few moments, Regina ignoring the jab of being called a prude. Tina picked it up again with another question, "And you wanted it too?"

Regina slowly shook her head, no. "Yes, but no. I didn't want to fuck him, I just wanted to be fucked. And Joe can't do that, so it had to be someone else."

"I don't understand, you and Joe... he's not... he can't..."

"No," Regina interrupted, realizing she wasn't making herself clear; "he can, we have sex all the time. His appetite for that hasn't changed, but he hasn't fucked me in over 5 years - ever since his accident. He can't exert himself, so I end up doing all the work. I've done cowgirl so many times, I've fucked him so many times, I could scream. It began to get to me; every time we'd make love, I'd get to thinking about all the times back when we were just married, and it was getting to where I was actually resenting him. I think you know what I mean, sometimes you just need to be ravished, for your lover to take control, to make you into a woman?"

"Yeah," Tina agreed, nodding her head, wistfully, "Sometimes Mikey," she started, referring to her ex, "used to tie my hands together so I couldn't even touch him..." she paused, glancing up at her sister with a smile, "Some of our best times..."

"Exactly. It was the same for me. Ever since his event, our love life has been virtually the same, always the same... vanilla." She paused and took a sip of her coffee. "I mean, it's not that he doesn't try. He'll always go down on me, and he gets hard, that's not a problem, but it seems that our lovemaking is just always the same. If he is interested, he'll caress me, feel my boobs or go down on me to get me going, but that's where it stops. He still turns me on, he knows just how to touch me, but he just can't do anything strenuous, so I always end up going down on him until he's ready, and then climb on top. He will cum and I'll cum, and then we roll over and go to sleep. And that's not bad, I really do love him with all my heart, but it is just so bland, so plain vanilla. The more we did it that way, the more I craved wanting him to fuck me; standing up against the wall, doing it doggie style, or on the kitchen table, or on a picnic table at the park, or in my office at work..." she paused, thinking out her next thoughts.

"I got to where I had this fantasy lover who knew just what I needed, knew just how to touch me... and then... I met him." Tina didn't have to ask for the details, the more she talked, the more Regina knew she wanted to share the details. She told about Orient beach, getting her wrap, jet-skiing in the nude, making love to Steve all afternoon. She paused momentarily, was it really right to tell about Joe? running through her head before confessing her naughtiest secret. "So, Joe was ecstatic when I confessed that I'd been fucking Steve for the last couple of days, he wanted to hear every detail, and then we began to have sex ourselves. I was sitting on him, and all I could think about was how Steve's cock had been just that little bit bigger, just that little bit harder, how he filled me that little bit better and how I knew he'd take charge... and, I realized that he wasn't actually gone yet... so I got up and went to him."

"Let me get this right... you finished fucking Joe, and then left him to go to Steve?" Tina questioned, not quite getting it. Regina sucked her lower lip between her teeth, slowly shaking her head no.

"No, we didn't finish. I climbed off Joe and went to Steve." Tina's mouth fell open.

"You mean, you were actually fucking at the time? You had Joe's cock in you and you just..." Regina nodded.

"Oh My God, that is so fucking hot!" She laughed out loud, eliciting a grin from Regina. "And Joe liked this?"

"More than you can believe. I don't understand it, but it really turns him on. He has been insatiable ever since. The last three days in St. Maarten, just the two of us and we had more sex than we have had in months: morning, noon, and night! He couldn't get enough of me telling him about being with Steve, and that I'd climbed off of fucking him to go have Steve fuck me... the only thing better for him was when I came back the next morning and he couldn't wait to have me again. I was uncomfortable at first; I hadn't cleaned up from being with Steve, and he thought I was all wet from him, but he wouldn't let me go. So, I finally told him that what he was feeling was Steve's cum and I swear he couldn't wait to get his cock in me."

"Sloppy seconds," Tina said quietly.

"What?" Regina said, not understanding.

"Sloppy seconds. In a threesome, if the first guy has cum in you, when the second guy fucks you, it's known as sloppy seconds." Perhaps it was the changing to the first person "you," but Regina immediately knew Tina was talking about herself. She didn't say anything, just looked at her, and both women knew what the other was thinking.

"That's from experience?" Regina finally asked. Tina nodded. "Oh." She paused, then added after some thought, "I didn't know you guys..." she didn't know what they were or had been when they were married, so stopped.

"Were swingers?" Tina finished for her, shrugging her shoulder. "Yeah, we shared... with good friends."

"Oh." She knew that something had happened between her and Mikey, but had never asked, and it had until now never been offered. "Is... that what happened between you?"

Tina shook her head. "No, that was fine. We had... friends that we spent a lot of time with that we were all compatible with, so that was never a problem. It's just we found we'd grown apart, and he found someone that he'd rather be with all the time than me." Regina knew that they'd had an amicable break-up, everyone realized that they'd agreed to not be married in the friendliest divorce she'd ever heard of, but she'd never asked her sister for the particulars, figuring that someday she'd share if she wanted to.

"So... you and Joe - how long have you guys been talking about this?"

"A couple of years I guess."

"Wow. A long time. How'd that come up?"

"I think it just sort of happened. I'd say that we were both looking for something to spice things up a bit. Joe has always liked it when I talk dirty to him, but even that had gotten a bit... boring? I mean it was still arousing to us, but it was always the same thing. And then we started talking about fantasies. Which Movie Star would we really like to make love with, which of our neighbors, or acquaintances, if the opportunity presented itself? If we could do one naughty thing, if I gave him a hall pass, the go-ahead to do anything with anyone that he wanted, who would it be with? What would he do? That kind of thing..."

"And you said you wanted an affair?" Regina shook her head no.

"No, actually it was Joe who wanted me to have an affair, at least at first. He began talking about how he wouldn't mind if I wanted to have sex with someone else, how the thought of me being with someone else was hot. He said he realized he couldn't do things for me that he used to, and knew I needed more than he was giving me. After a while he'd talk about it as "when" I had an affair, or "when" I fucked someone else. And it always got him super hard to talk about me being with someone else, and after a while I guess I just sort of kept it in the back of my mind, that if the opportunity arose, I didn't need to shy away as Joe not only wouldn't mind, but wanted me to."

"He's got a lover? Did he tell you about her?"

"Oh No, it's not like that. He just always got turned on by the thought of me with someone else. I'm sure he's never cheated."

"And you've never been with anyone else since you got married?"

"Not until Steve," she answered, shaking her head no. "You have?" Regina said thinking about Tina's swinging confession. Tina nodded. "Was that the same for you guys, looking for something to spice up your life?"

Tina shook her head no. "That started even before we got married."

Regina just waited, she had confessed, and she knew her sister would too. "That's how I hooked up with Mikey actually; he was my boyfriend Danny's roommate at the time. I thought Danny was just kinky, the sex was good, but he kept talking about wanting to have a threesome. I always thought he was talking about with another girl, but when I finally agreed, he asked Mikey to join us. It was a bit strange the first time, three of us together, but Danny eventually went into the bedroom while Mikey and I were making out on the couch, and since we both knew Danny wanted us to fuck, we did. Afterward he came out and insisted on fucking me with Mikey's cum in me. That's where I found out about sloppy seconds; Danny always said his favorite sex was sloppy seconds. It turned out it wasn't though; actually, Danny was gay, or at least bi-sexual, and just hadn't ever admitted it to anyone, including me. I am not sure he'd admitted it to himself at that time. He loved to fuck me after Mikey had but, even more, he loved eating me when my pussy was full of Mikey's cum. It got more and more adventurous for me, until one day when Danny was trying to eat me while Mikey was fucking me. When Mikey pulled back too far and came out, as he pushed back up Danny took Mikey in his mouth. Danny just sucked him in, and Mikey blew his wad in Danny's mouth, and then Danny tried to kiss Mikey. Mikey wasn't into that, and that was the final straw. Danny moved out, eventually he admitted he liked guys a lot more than girls and Mikey and I ended up together. Except for the great sex, Mikey and I never really had that much in common. If he had not been Danny's roomie, we'd have never gotten together to begin with. Mikey liked his threesomes better with women, and we had a few friends we played with." She shrugged her shoulders. "You've never had a threesome, even before Joe?"

"No, I was just never interested. That's Joe's fantasy."

"I though you having an affair was his fantasy?"

"That too, but he's always fantasized about having a threesome, too."

"Oh really?" Tina giggled, "And just who is it that he's got the hots for that he'd like to have in his bed?"

"You, for one."

Regina looked right at her when she said this, gauging Tina's reaction. In the seconds before Tina said anything her mind raced over the events that had brought her to this point. She had known Tina wasn't monogamous, had never been monogamous, in reality she'd always thought of her as promiscuous. She knew Tina had bedded numerous men (and apparently women too) over the years, but she had always thought of herself as different. She had been a senior in High School before she gave her own virginity to her boyfriend at the time; her two-year younger sister had already been sexually active for several years by then. She had had a couple of boyfriends over the years before Joe, but from the time she'd married him, she'd been faithful, and still thought of him as her "one." But how did that jive with her having just had a vacation affair with a very sexy man, one whom she was never going to see again? How did that jive with her having very much enjoyed her tryst, but still being deeply in love with Joe? She had not been outright admitting it to herself, but since she'd made Joe's (and admittedly, now also her) fantasy happen - could she help her husband achieve his fantasy? The thought had been in the recesses of her mind, and now without even thinking about it, she had told her sister. What was she really saying with this confession, that she would not mind her sister fucking her husband? Or was she just telling her that he found her sexy and attractive?

"So, Joe has a fantasy of a threesome with you and me? Gina and Tina, his wife and sister-in-law?"

"He hasn't mentioned that fantasy in a long time, but I never thought it would include me."

"I see." She didn't say anything for a moment and then changed the subject. "So, you had this affair... freaking tell me sis! What was he like? Why him? Was he a good lover? How'd you meet him?"

"Oh my god, Tina - I can't believe it happened." She slowly launched into more details, describing Steve physically, where she'd seen him first, seeing him walking across the beach, tall, bronzed and good looking like a Greek God, and then the other times, and as Tina pried for more details, she told about their lovemaking.

"So, when are you going to see him again?"

Gina looked at Tina, shaking her head. "Never? I don't think I'll ever even see him again."

"Good heavens, why not? He rocked your boat, your husband loves you having an affair with him, but you're not going to see him again?"

"I just don't ever see it happening. He has a place in St. Maarten, but he is only there a few weeks a year and I've only been there once in my life, so the chances of seeing him there are nil. He's Canadian, so what am I going to do, just call him up and say "Hey, can I come see you for a week?" and fly to Canada? And besides, he has probably got a family there so I'm not going to just go and jump into his life or anything. I just know; we'll probably never see each other again."

"And he never has business in Europe? No chance that you could meet him here?" Regina started to answer negatively, and then realized that Steve had left her to catch a flight to Amsterdam. She shut her mouth again.

"See? You never know. For the first time in her life my prude of a sister took a step on the wild side and loved it, found out it wasn't the hell she thought it was. I'm just saying... you never know. The secret to spontaneity is pre-planning. Knowing you, the only way you had an affair like that on a week-long vacation was that you had been thinking about it for a long, long, time. Thinking about it is pre-planning; if you hadn't pre-planned, thought about it before hand, you'd just be sitting here just telling me about another boring vacation." She paused, "Well? Am I right?"

"I guess," Regina admitted reluctantly, knowing her sister was exactly right.

"So, just keep it in mind. If this Steve calls next month or next year and he's going to be going through London or Frankfurt or Oslo or something, gees, it's only a two hour flight and you could be there for a couple of days leaving Joe home with his hard-on!" She giggled, "pre-planning and you get laid and I'll take care of Joe's dick for you."

Regina couldn't help but laugh at Tina's crude humor. She had been like that all her life; why should that change just because she was referring to her husband? "Listen, I gotta go," she said, finishing the last of her coffee and standing, "Joe's unpacking and we need to get clothes washed and ready for work tomorrow..."

"Of course," Tina answered, standing, and picking up the coffee cups. "Listen, Gina," Tina said to her sister at the door as she was stepping out; "You had an awesome time, no doubt, and somehow I can't believe you'll never see this Steve fella again. He sounds like a real hottie and I can tell you really would like to see him again. Always keep the options open so when it happens... Oh, about Joe..." she paused momentarily, and then looked right at Gina with the "I'm serious" look that only a sister can have. "I've always thought you had yourself a real catch with him. I've never made a pass at him before, but I was serious. I'd be in for a threesome if you ever want to share..." She didn't need to finish, Regina just nodded.

~

Well? You going to kiss and tell? the text read. Glancing at the phone number, as far as Gina knew, she didn't even know the number or even anyone with that country code for that matter. Kiss and tell what? Not understanding the meaning of the message or it's context she assumed it was a wrong number, and just deleted it. Ten minutes later the phone rang, and she recognized the same phone number as from the text. She almost let it go to voice mail, but finally answered.

"Hey Girlfriend!" The voice sounded as if it was on speaker, but she immediately recognized Jan's voice. "You were supposed to fill us in if you hooked up with the hunk," Lori's voice chimed in, "were you going to leave us hanging?"

Gina laughed. "Hello ladies. I couldn't figure out who it was, I never got your phone number into my phone."

"That's why we called. We hadn't heard from you, but you said you'd tell us what happened."

"Why do you think anything happened?" Regina smirked to herself, deciding to play it coy.

"Oh, just a passing thought," Jan said and paused just a moment before continuing, "that came up when I got these gorgeous Diamond Earrings..."

"And I got these awesome Tanzanite earrings" Lori's voice interrupted, "and I'm betting you've got some gorgeous Sapphire ones also."

"Yeah," she giggled. The thought that she was going to wear them for Steve while otherwise naked but never had, popping into her mind as she answered. "I got mine too."

"Ok so spill it girlie! You put out, and we all got rewarded. Was he as good in bed as he was luscious to look at on the beach?"

Regina couldn't help but laugh and, with their continued prodding, she confessed about her affair and that Steve had indeed been everything she'd imagined. Through their questioning she told them everything, including that sex with Joe had been almost phenomenal since then. When the "So, are you ever going to see him again?" question came up, she admitted wistfully to herself first, and then aloud, that it probably never would. "I'll probably never be back to St. Maarten; he's from Canada - somehow the chances... I just can't see us being in the same place at the same time again."

"But if you were?"

"I don't think we'd get out of bed for a week."

~

"The Sapphires are gorgeous. Thank you. I had a wonderful time." She had typed the text, deleted it, typed it again slightly different and then deleted it again, probably six times now. As expected, she had not heard from him since he'd flown away. What if he wasn't what he seemed? What if it was just a vacation affair? They had made no commitments, no promises; she knew she should just walk away. She was about to delete it again, but in shifting the phone her finger hit send instead.

Immediately all the thoughts of what he was probably doing at the moment went through her mind. Would he see it immediately, did he even have his phone on him? Was he busy with a client or doing something else? Did he even want to respond? They'd had an amazing few days of awesome sex, he had rocked her world and her body, but there had been no talk of them even thinking about meeting in the future. She was married, he had even gone golfing with her husband, but she didn't even know that much about him and she hadn't heard from him since. Did he have a wife, or family, or girlfriend in every city? Was she just another of the many women that he had? Had he even put her phone number in his phone, would he know who sent him the text? She looked at the empty text box once more, and stood up, time to get back to work. Turning she slipped the phone in her pocket, only to feel it buzz just as she did.