Dear Deanna

by Jerry

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Swinging, Group Sex, Interracial, White Couple, Black Couple, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, .

Desc: Sex Story: Married, white couple meet a married, black couple at a restaurant. They end up at home where an evening of fun, friendship, and mostly sex unfolds. Foursome fucking at its best.

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I know it's been almost a week since I have written but I had no choice in the matter. I have been at sea on a mission that I can never tell anyone about, even you. This job has its advantages but sometimes, it really is the pits also. You are accustomed now to kissing me at the door in the morning as I go off to the base and not knowing whether I'll be home later that day or not for a month. I don't think I will ever get used to it and am glad I will be leaving government service next year.

I wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed our meeting Milly and Jim last week. We lucked out honey. What a wonderful night; I think you feel the same way too. At least while we were with them you sure LOOKED like you were enjoying yourself. And, no wonder what with Jim being such a great guy and being so good looking doesn't hurt either. Remember your saying how his eyes just drew you to him?

I know how we have enjoyed Sam and Greg those two times each but Jim was different somehow. Was it because his wife was with us? Being our first four-some, we had a lot of things happen that were new. I've always loved your openness and passion for new experiences and have never thought for a second that you might prefer one of our "friends" to me. I know what we share with them is physical and that our hearts belong only to each other.

I want to go back to that restaurant again soon. We can sit in the bar as we did before nursing our beers while waiting for our table to be called. God, that place was so busy! But, had it not been, we would never have met Milly and Jim at all. We had been waiting for, what, 45 minutes for our table? They came over to the bar to order a drink and we talked for a bit as I remember. I was impressed with both of them. Although Jim is almost coal black, he was so clean looking, obviously educated by the way he spoke and Milly was just a doll. I still think she is half white with that long, straight hair, cute button nose, and aristocratic cheekbones. I didn't mind her figure either as you probably guessed from my admiring glances at her full blouse. I guessed them to be about 45 to 50 as Jim's short hair showed a bit of gray and Milly had some cute crow's feet around the eyes.

I remember we had hardly introduced ourselves and began chatting when our table was finally called. They said they were planning on catching a movie but looked like they would be waiting for as long as we had for a table. I loved it when you whispered to me if I thought it would be OK to invite them to join us as we were going to have a 4-person table. So, we made introductions and invited them to join us and that way they could still catch their movie. I'm sure you remember what delightful smiles they had as they graciously accepted, Jim's brilliant white teeth making a flashing statement against his ebony face. The table to which we were shown was, as luck had it, back in a corner booth about as far from the bustle of the bar crowd as we could get.

While our drinks were being refreshed and the menus read, we found out Jim was with a consulting firm doing some work for the state while Milly had a career in accounting. You and she seemed to hit it off immediately what with your bean-counting background. Jim and I talked technical writing and computer stuff while we all enjoyed some peanuts supplied by the restaurant in large buckets. It was fun tossing the shells on the floor, sort of naughty since we could never get away with that at home. Somehow, I don't remember the context, but we found ourselves talking diagonal, you with Jim, me with Milly. As Jim was smiling at you telling something about our house, I felt your hand on my knee then felt it move up until it was cupping my crotch. You found my dick through my pants and gently, slowly rubbed him as he loves. Was that when you decided you wanted Jim? I slipped my hand down, squeezed yours then moved it over to your inner thigh.

Over our salads we discussed our new house and how much we enjoyed living in the country. They were in an apartment in town due to the temporary nature of Jim's job. By the time our steaks had arrived, we were feeling very comfortable with each other and they had accepted an invitation to come visit us sometime. Maybe three bites later, you suddenly just said, "Why don't you two come out tonight and have dessert and coffee?"

Jim, looking directly into your eyes said that Milly had really wanted to see that film and... "Oh, we can catch it tomorrow or next week," she interrupted. "Let's go, I'm dying to see that big house you two are talking about."

"It's settled then, isn't it great that we don't have kids to worry about anymore and have the house all to ourselves?" I commented. "At our age we have the luxury of enjoying ourselves and friends in peace and not have to be concerned with baby sitters or bedtimes. Tomorrow is Sunday so we are all off and you two are more than welcome to stay as long as you are enjoying yourselves." You giggled when I said that and Jim seemed to quickly divert his eyes from you to his plate. Were you two sending eye-messages for awhile before I said that? Looking back, I think maybe Milly and I were set up by you and Jim. I know YOU have had an un-realized desire to enjoy a black man for a long time and they think the ultimate pleasure is to make love with a white woman. Perhaps your wavelengths just meshed and there was a silent understanding between you that, if you play it all right, you could both realize your fantasies tonight. The constant, light, pressure from your hand on my cock sure had me thinking about our "after dinner dessert" whether it was with them or alone.

In the car on the way out to the house, you were quiet. What was going thorough your pretty head baby girl? Were you trying to imagine what Jim would look like without clothes? How his big, dark hands would feel caressing your soft, white skin? Or were you thinking how you could have Jim without having to let me do anything with Milly? You know I would have been happy to have had only Jim with us for a three-some don't you? But, I have to confess, I was having very exciting thoughts of seeing her hands on me and getting MY hands on those beautiful breasts she carried so proudly.

Boy, am I glad we had the house clean. It presented so well and the 30 minute tour just had them saying ahhhh, and Ooooo at every turn. I excused myself to go to the kitchen to put on coffee and while there found a nice dessert in the freezer for later. In about five minutes, Milly came in asking if she could help. That left you and Jim alone upstairs. What did you do up there? I asked Milly to get out the sugar/cream and cups and put them on a tray. She had to get up on her toes to reach the sugar bowl giving me a chance to admire her legs and ass as she stretched. I guessed her to be maybe an inch taller than you while Jim was a good 6ft, 2. Milly caught me looking at her with great interest, smiled and handed me the sugar bowl in such a way that her hand covered mine. We didn't move and the warmth of her hand traveled up my arm as I looked down at liquid pools of black eyes. We did not speak and the moment was suddenly over as we heard you and Jim come down the stairs.

I looked at you and you smiled and told Milly that she would have to take another look at my office as it is there that we have our certificates, etc. and there was one or two she might like to read. You came over to me and kissed me on the cheek then quickly whispered, "I really want Jim honey... is it OK?" When you did that, you pressed your hips into me and I could feel the heat radiating from you and caught just a hint of your sex scent over your perfume. From long experience, I knew your pussy had lubed and that you were aroused. Did Jim kiss you upstairs, touch your breasts through your blouse? Perhaps it was only your fantasy and his closeness that had excited your pussy so much. I caught your eyes and gave a silent nod and smile that told you Jim was yours in any way you wanted him tonight. My smile told you I knew you loved me now and, no matter how good the sex was tonight, that you would love only me tomorrow.

Since the night was beginning to get chilly, I started a fire in the fireplace then put on some CDs to play over the house intercom system. Jim and I took off our sport coats and I turned the lights down to just a glow. Sitting on the sofa, your hand in mine, we talked to them and they us about small things while all four watched the dancing flames take the room chill away. When you got up to refresh the coffee pot, Jim went with you to help leaving Milly and me alone. I stood, walked over to the fire and put another piece of cedar on that would give off that wonderful aroma. When I raised back up, Milly was standing beside me and asked if I liked the song that was playing. I said I certainly did, that it was a great slow dance song. Without speaking, she raised her arms and took a step towards me. I took her in my arms firmly to guide her in the dance. There was little room between the sofas what with our large coffee table but I really did not want to move much anyway. Her body was compliant and she seemed to just flow into me. Those breasts felt like twin mountain peaks against my chest and I was suddenly embarrassed to feel my dick getting hard. He pressed against her belly and I just instinctively started to draw back. Milly would not let me though and moved closer, her hips undulating against me. She raised up a little and whispered, "Don't be embarrassed because you find me attractive and your body shows it, mine is showing it also, you just can't tell as easily." I squeezed her hand and back a little and relaxed.

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