Friends & Lovers Ch. 03-04

Vivian looked back at him dryly. “What? You expected us to be naked, primed and ready for you?”

Ethan looked down at the floor uncomfortably, that having been exactly what he was hoping to find when he walked in the door. “Well, no….not exactly.”

Vivian laughed, easily seeing through his denial. “Sweetheart, that was marginally more believable than you forgetting my cell phone number yesterday and having Holly leave a message here.” She saved the program she had been working in and started shutting the computer down.

“But Viv, that really was legit. Dave expected me to be there this morning when the system went online.” He knew she wouldn’t believe it, but he really had needed to stay in Detroit last night to soothe the customer’s ruffled feathers. “I know I should have been here to play host, but it couldn’t be avoided.”

“Uh-huh.” She said doubtfully, breezing past him and out of the room.

He couldn’t quite tell if she was genuinely annoyed with him or just giving him shit. “Speaking of which, you never did answer my question; where is our guest?”

Vivian pulled open the refrigerator and sighed. “The Nelson’s called and wanted to change a ‘few things.’”

“Again?” This wasn’t the first or even second time these particular clients had Vivian redo her designs.

She nodded, pulling a white paper wrapped package from the refrigerator. “Willem was able to make arrangements to have lunch with his college roommate today so I wouldn’t have to put them off.”

“That worked out nicely then.” Ethan removed a beer from the refrigerator, twisting the top off and tossing it into the trash. “So, what did you two do yesterday?”

Vivian looked over to where he leaned casually against the counter. “We went into the city and had lunch, went to an art gallery, shopped a little.” A mischievous smile danced on her lips. “We’ll have to get back to the gallery before the exhibit leaves. I think you would really enjoy it.”

Ethan couldn’t think of any kind of art he would enjoy, but decided to humor her for now. “And how was last night?”

“Oh, very nice.” She returned her attention to the fish fillets on the counter in front of her. “We had dinner here and made up for lost time.”

“Did you discuss our proposition with him?”

“Mmm-hmm.” She confirmed with a nod, seemingly focused on the food she was preparing for dinner.

“And?”

“And he’s not interested in having sex with you at all.”

It took Ethan a moment to process her response. She was toying with him now. “How does he feel about having sex with you?”

“I thought we’d already established that.” Vivian replied innocently.

Ethan sighed heavily. “You had ample opportunity yesterday to—”

“Ah-ha!” Vivian spun on him, waving a bottle of marinade at him. “So you were setting me up last night.”

“It wasn’t intentional, Viv.” He defended. “But if something were to have happened…” Ethan let his sentence drift off and watched his wife carefully. He pounced on the slight blush that rose up her neck. “Something did happen, didn’t it?”

“Well, I thought you would want me to be sure that we could…” Now it was her turn to look away uncomfortably.

Ethan moved to stand next to her, surprisingly aroused at the notion that Vivian and Willem might have had sex last night. “And can you?” He whispered, his tongue darting over her earlobe.

Her eyes fluttered shut and she leaned back against him. “It’s a distinct possibility.”

His hand spanned her hip and slid down her abdomen to curve intimately over her pelvis, his fingers curling against her pussy as much as her blue jeans would allow. “Did you fuck him last night?”

“Well, that depends on whether or not you subscribe to the Clinton theory on sexual intercourse.” Vivian rubbed her ass against his very erect cock.

Ethan tried to focus on her doubletalk instead of the delicious length of neck now exposed for him. “No actual penetration?” He guessed, trailing his tongue down the side of her throat.

She glanced up at him and winked. “Not with a penis, anyway.”

Ethan moaned deep in his throat. “Tell me.”

Vivian gave him a very graphic blow by blow description of her night with Willem. He could almost taste her cum on his tongue when she told him about the shattering orgasm she had had at her friend’s touch, could almost feel her lips around his cock as she told him about sucking his rod deep into her throat. Ethan was very tempted to ask her to show him some of the finer points, but felt it might be better to keep the level of sexual anticipation high for tonight.

“And when is our house guest due home?” He asked, reluctantly pulling away from her and returning to where he had left his beer on the counter for a deep drink of the amber ale.

“In about an hour.” She responded, returning to her dinner preparations as if he hadn’t almost taken her right there on the counter regardless of the fillets.

Ethan already felt like he was on overdrive and knew full well he wouldn’t be able to sit around and wait for things to get moving. “I’m going to go running in the mean time.”

Viv turned and gave him a flirty wink. “Just don’t pull anything important, okay?”

He groaned and forced himself toward the door before his desire took over. There would be time enough for that later.

*****

Wine glass in hand, Willem sat back in his chair and watched Ethan and Vivian curiously. In a way it was rather amusing that they had all agreed to the threesome but had no idea how to proceed. Vivian wanted two cocks at once, Ethan wanted to see his wife pleasured, and he himself wanted to fulfill his longtime fantasy and fuck that beautiful redhead. She had been incredibly accommodating last night by satisfying one of his fantasies. Damn how hot it had been to watch her bring herself off, to taste her, to fuck her sweet sexy mouth.

He supposed he should be a bit nervous about taking Viv while her husband watched, but he had to admit to being turned on by the aspect of being watched. He wasn’t necessarily an exhibitionist, but the knowledge that someone was getting off on your getting off was pretty arousing. Suddenly he knew exactly what to do to move things along tonight.

Willem stood up and held out a hand to Vivian. “Would you like to dance?”

Vivian looked up at him in surprise. “Right now?”

Willem and Ethan exchanged a look and Ethan nodded, understanding what he had in mind. “Unless you’re waiting for the waiter to bring our after dinner liqueurs.” Her husband teased, nudging her elbow.

Vivian took his hand and accompanied him into the living room, where earlier Ethan had lit a fire in the fireplace and had loaded the CD changer with a variety of slow, seductive music to set the mood for the evening. She rested her hands on his shoulders and stood uncertainly in front of him. Okay, if she wanted to go slow he could as well.

“Relax Vivian.” He put his hands on her hips and stood apart from her a bit, swaying gently to the music. “It’s me.”

She laughed self-consciously and rolled her head from side to side, trying to shake off her tension. “And it’s not like we’ve never danced before.” Her arms eased around his neck and she moved a step closer, easily falling into the rhythm he set.

Willem noticed Ethan dimming the lights and taking a seat in his recliner where he could quietly observe them. He encircled her in his arms and shut her husband out of his mind for now, focusing only on Vivian. “Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“Not yet, anyway.” She teased with a flirty wink.

They danced quietly for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s company. When the song changed to something with a more seductive tempo Willem leaned closer and whispered into her ear, “We are going to start right here, kissing, dancing, undressing…making love right in front of him.” As if to prove his point he pulled her earlobe into his mouth and gently sucked, eliciting a small moan from her. “It is what he wants, what we all want. He will join us when he is ready. But for now you’re all mine.”

Vivian gave a jerky nod, her fingers playing along the collar of his shirt and into his hair. She turned her head and sought out his mouth, her tongue eagerly colliding with his. He subtly moved her closer, his thigh between her two nylon-clad ones. Willem could feel her moist heat searing through his trousers as she started to rock against him.

He moved his mouth over her jaw and to the base of her neck, holding her with one arm while the other slid between them and started to unfasten the buttons of her blouse. Why the hell she bothered with a bra when she had such fantastic breasts he would never understand. Working around her excessive amount of clothing, Willem caressed a nipple through the thin lace covering and he could feel her quiver in response.

Vivian’s hands fumbled to unbutton his shirt while she gave him another long, drugging kiss. Once she had it completely unbuttoned and tugged free of his pants she pushed it off of his shoulders and tossed it aside somewhere. Where exactly he didn’t know or care as she playfully nipped and kissed at his collarbone. Her fingers grazed lightly over his small, pebbled nipples and down his torso, tugging at his belt.

“Oh, no. Not quite yet.” He wasn’t going to give her access that quickly. Not until he had had his share of her breasts first. Willem caught her hands and held them away from her goal, causing her to whimper unhappily. He kissed Vivian again to placate her while he eased her out of her blouse and unhooked the black lace bra. They were still sort of dancing in place, swaying with the music, when Willem lowered his head and claimed her distended nipple. There was a deep groan, but he couldn’t be sure if it was his own or Ethan’s.

Willem found the zipper for her skirt and eased it down while switching his attention to the other breast. He had felt the garter belt earlier when he first skimmed his hand over her ass and was eager to see if it would look as spectacular as he expected on those long, athletic legs of hers. But, when he knelt down in front of her and eased her skirt down to find her gartered and pantiless he thought he might cum right then and there.

Oh, he knew he was a weak man and he was throwing his plan to the wind, but he just had to taste her. Willem nudged her legs apart and slid his finger past her well trimmed bush and between her honey-coated lips. He easily homed in on Vivian’s clit, gently caressing the swollen nub. She grabbed a hand full of his hair, in part to steady herself and in part to urge on his exploration.

Willem rained little kisses over her mound as he continued to thumb her clit and slid his finger into her little velvet box. She whimpered above him and rested her thigh on his shoulder, giving him an unrestricted view of her beautiful slit. With his free hand wrapped around Vivian’s ass for added support, he pulled her close and slowly lapped at her pussy lips, sucking them into his mouth, flicking his tongue at her bud.

He noticed a subtle shift in her weight and glanced up to find Ethan had joined them, bracing her in his arms while he sucked her nipple. A low, keening sound was coming from Vivian’s throat when Willem started to tongue fuck her hot little pussy.

“That’s it baby.” Ethan encouraged, laving one nipple with his tongue while he tugged on the other. “That’s it. Cum for us baby. Cum all over your lover’s face while I suck your tits.”

Willem could feel her starting to clench up and fucked her as hard and as fast as he could with his tongue. “YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!” The scream ripped from somewhere deep inside of Vivian and she ground wildly against his face as she came in waves all over him. When she finished she slid down into his lap, with Ethan settling in next to them. Willem leaned in and kissed her deeply, sharing her juices that still lingered in his mouth. She then turned her head and shared that delicious taste with Ethan in a similarly thorough kiss.

Damn, he had no idea how incredibly fucking hot it would be watching her kiss Ethan! Willem felt himself growing harder against her bottom and could only assume that her husband was equally as aroused. “Now that is a wonderful after dinner liqueur.”

Ethan chuckled, one hand idly fondling his wife’s breast. “Okay Viv, I think you’ve made our guest work hard enough. Why don’t we give him a turn?”

“Good idea.” She agreed, kissing her husband one last time before turning her attention back to Willem and wriggling her delicious little ass against him. “I never thought I’d actually say this to you, but…do you want to fuck?”

Did he ever. Especially the way she kept moving around on top of his cock. He kissed her again hungrily and felt her hands caressing him through his pants. This was not going to be the long sweet union he’d like to give her. Hopefully there would be an opportunity for that later. Now he only had one thing on his mind.

“Pants—” She deftly unfastened his belt. “Must—” The button closure was flicked open. “Come—” Vivian slid the zipper down. “Off—” She tugged at his trousers and boxers, silently urging him to arch up so she could finish undressing him. “Now.”

Once she had his pants off she grinned and slid her tongue over the glistening tip of his straining cock. “How do you want me, Hunney?”

Willem tried to focus on her question instead of her tongue probing the tip of his cock. “Uhm, what do you think would be best for…?” He glanced over at Ethan and found him now naked as well and his cock equally as erect at the sight of his wife lapping at Willem’s dick.

Ethan considered his question for a long moment, or perhaps he was having as difficult a time focusing as Willem was. “Go with whatever feels right.” He finally suggested in a hoarse voice.

“Lay down, Viv.” Willem instructed, motioning her toward the couch.

She gave his cock one last long lick before getting up and moving to lie on the couch, spreading her nylon-clad thighs and giving him a tantalizing view of her sweet pink lips. Willem joined her on the couch and placed a hand on each of her hips, poised at the entrance to heaven. He sought out her eyes one last time, needing to be sure that she had no reservations about this.

“It’s alright.” Vivian assured him with a smile, her hips lifting up off the couch in silent offering.

With a smothered groan Willem slowly sunk his stiff rod deep into her tight, wet pocket. Damn she felt even better than he had imagined, and what he had imagined had been pretty spectacular. Her eyes widened a bit as he filled her completely and he waited for her to get accustomed to his length before withdrawing and sinking back into her again.

“How does it feel Baby?” Ethan asked, moving to stand next to her head, his hand sliding up and down his stiff rod. “Tell him how it feels to have his big cock deep buried to the hilt in your cunt.”

“It feels fantastic.” Vivian gasped. “Oh, yeah. Better than that even.”

Willem forced himself to keep the strokes slow and deep. He wanted to feel her cum around his staff and that was only going to happen if he was patient and held off. That was particularly difficult when she wrapped her legs around him and started thrusting up to meet his every thrust.

“Oh Fuck…YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!” Vivian moaned loudly, her body arching up into Willem’s as her orgasm crashed over her. She was the kind of woman that men loved to fuck; loud, responsive and very enthusiastic.

Ethan had stood by and watched his wife cum on Willem’s cock long enough. He moved in next to Vivian and put the swollen purple head of his own stiff shaft against her lips. Her smile was purely sensual as she looked from one lover to another and slowly took in every inch or Ethan’s straining rod.

“Oh yeah, Baby.” Ethan groaned, tangling his hand into her red hair and pulling her closer.

Mesmerized, Willem watched her lips slide up and down Ethan’s cock, her checks hollowing out as she increased the suction. He set a counterpoint to her husband’s thrusts, caught up in the moment and the exquisite feeling of Vivian’s pussy flexing around his shaft.

“Now you’ve got two thick, hard cocks fucking you, Viv. How does it feel?”

Vivian responded to Ethan’s question with yet another shuddering orgasm. Her body arched up off the couch and Willem had to tighten his grip on her hips to keep her from flying off of him. When she finally spiraled back down to earth she let her husband’s cock slide from her mouth and gently eased away from Willem as well. Vivian gave Ethan an inquiring look and he nodded, understanding her silent question, and inclined his head toward Willem.

Vivian got up on her knees and put her arms around Willem’s neck. “So, how would you feel about being on the bottom?” She asked with a persuasive smile.

Willem was more than a little surprised. When she had proposed the threesome he had thought for sure it would be what they had been doing. He had never really thought that she would take a cock up her ass. And damned if he wasn’t even more turned on by the idea, if that was possible. “This time.” He agreed with a wink, reclining back on the couch and taking her with him.

Vivian easily settled herself onto his cock, quickly sinking down him and moaning appreciatively as he filled her wet cunt. He stroked in and out of her a few times, getting a feel for the up thrust before Ethan begin to penetrate her sweet little nether hole. Her eyes watered perceptibly at the initial discomfort and she bit down on her lower lip to prevent herself from wincing. Willem pulled her mouth to his and kissed her deeply, intent on providing a more satisfying distraction.

Ethan slowly filled her asshole, pausing to allow her time to adjust to the two cocks filling her so thoroughly. “Ohmigod that feels incredible!” Vivian gasped. Willem had to agree as her hot little box tightened around him, encasing him in a skin tight glove.

“Fuck yes that feels good.” Ethan ground out as he slowly eased out and back in again.

Vivian arched back to share a hot kiss with her husband. Willem took the opportunity to suck at the hard pink nipple thrust into his face. He could feel Ethan pumping into her, his cock sliding up and down past the thin membrane that separated the two of them, and he knew the Ethan could feel his own movements as well. When she started to spasm around his cock again he knew he wasn’t going to last this time.

Vivian could sense he was close and covered his mouth with hers, eagerly tangling her tongue with hers. “That’s it Hunney, cum for me now.” She urged. “I want to feel you explode inside of me.”

Willem thrust up into her, lifting them both off the couch to meet Ethan and came in a powerful burst of hot, thick fuck sauce. “YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.” He groaned deeply, his fingers wrapped around her hips and pulling her down hard as he shot up into her again and again.

“Oh, yeah. Oh damn YES!!!” Vivian convulsed around him and pulled Ethan even deeper as she lost all control in one final glorious spasm.

“Yeah Baby….That feels so fucking incredible.” Ethan was now pounding rapidly into her back door. “Goddamn Baby, you are so fucking hot!” One more deep thrust and Ethan was filling her ass with his own load of cum. “So—Fucking—HOT!” He emphasized each exclamation with another wad of gooey cream.

Vivian kissed Willem one last time before easing off of him and away from Ethan, kissing him as well. “Thank you both.” She stood tiredly in front of them with flushed skin, sweat matted hair, cum running down her legs and looking absolutely beautiful. “That was without a doubt the most fantastic birthday gift I have ever gotten.”

“You said that about the bunny slippers I gave you in college, too.” Willem teased.

She grinned at the memory of the white fuzzy slippers he had given her one year. “And it took ten years to top that. I don’t think this gift will be as easy to top.”