Chapter 1

Not really sure even how to start this. But for the story I’m about to tell you, to make any sense, I have to back up three years and tell you how it all started. And let’s call it “my mind fuck.”

I was approaching panic mode as our fifth anniversary was fast approaching, and things had seemed blah in the bedroom for a little while now. I was pounding myself to make this a special one for my beautiful Sarah. She was the angel of my life, and I desperately needed to make this up for her. I made reservations at the finest restaurant in town two months earlier, then went to her favorite dress shop where they were very familiar with her. I got her the most sexy little black dinner dress, Black sheer pantyhose and a pair of little white thong panties that would shine through those hose.

My Sarah has a perfect body. Impeccably manicured and the grace of a princess. A delicate little necklace, nothing expensive, that was the sort of thing that would have set her off. There was never any buying her love, you earned it. the flowers, the wine, everything was going to be perfect. I had waited with anticipation for weeks for this night. If anything, just to see that outfit. So, when Sarah got home the first thing she did every night was run a hot bath and while she was in the tub, I had everything laid out, the wine was chilling, I lit the candles, her dress laid on the bed, everything was just right.

Except her attitude was off. Wasn’t an angry one, wasn’t bubbly like; Happy Anniversary, sort of coy; lovably, wet kiss and all, but coy. First thing that struck me was the length of time she spent in the bath tonight. But then I thought it must be her grooming for me, after all she couldn’t possibly think I forgot our special day.

I waited with quiet breath for the sound of the plug being pulled on her bath and waited for her outside our room. I heard the ensuite door open to a ‘HONEY’, I walked into the room with chest out waiting for her adulation but wasn’t quite what I got. She looked at the beautiful dress on the bed and said “What’s the occasion?”

WOW!

I was stunned! I said “Sweetie, it’s our anniversary.”

She smiled and said, “Oh how sweet you are.”

REALLY?!?!

She continues, “I’m so sorry,” not looking up from the dress, running her hand under the silky pantyhose, and stroking her finger down the edge of the little panties, a little too seductively.

WHAT WAS GOING ON?

I say to her, “I have the perfect evening planned out for us. Dinner, dancing, wine on the table.”

She finally looks up at me with this look on her face, she bites her lip the way she used to when we first started dating. “I love these clothes,” She says, “Do you mind if I just put them on for you and we just stay in? I’m really tired.”

“But sweetie, I have all these plans, I’ve made reservations, I’ll have to pay for.” I answered.

She puts her little tongue between her teeth and said “Well. I’ll try to make it up to you,” as she sways her sexy little hips, and her towel nearly falls off. She gives me an open mouthed “Awe” look, grabs the towel edge from falling, and says “Do you mind pouring us a glass of wine, while I put on these sexy clothes? Oh, and by the way. I know you bought these for you ‘not me’” and gives me a cat eating grin.

Wow, I turn to the kitchen to pour us a glass of wine each, pouting like a child. How dare she ruin all my plans, all the work I’ve put into this night.

I know I’ve let the steam out of our relationship. Sex has become vanilla, we stopped trying new things. When we first started dating, sex was fantastic! Mostly because she was so new to it. Of course, I’m bragging, but I am hung like a small horse. Nine inches long and thicker than her hand could wrap around. She was so impressed with my size, and the care I took with my little angel breaking her in; I mean damn she was so tight, our foreplay would last an hour to make sure I had got her ready for my penetration. I would go down on her so slowly, playing with her little button sliding my fingers into her softly, gently, opening her hole as to not hurt her.

The first time we tried to have sex, it ended in mutual masturbation, as I was too eager and nearly hurt her trying to drive my thickness into a not ready little hole. She used to call me daddy and referred to it as ‘daddy’s big cock’, which I used to think was odd, but also an incredible turn on. It took weeks of more than steady sex, before she could take my size for a quickie. I guess I got into a rut relying on my penis, and not my mind, to keep my baby interested.

I sit on the couch with my wine, damn near ready to turn some sports on. I pour a second glass, ‘what’s taking so long’ I wonder, as I still sit there pouting. When she comes in from our room - OH ... MY ... FUCKING ... GOD ... how did I hit this jackpot?

She always dresses nice, she’s not a sweats and sweater kind of girl. Works out at the gym, runs, perfectly fit and beautiful, but WOW! “My lord Baby, you look fabulous, and I mean stunning,” I tell her as I eye her up and down.

Her makeup was perfect, the style she uses when we do go out to office parties and such, that dress on her body was unbelievable; if not almost a little too short -if there’s such a thing- riding halfway up her thighs, her sheer pantyhose glistening from the Led lighting, the transition of her long, blonde, shiny hair. Until then I hadn’t realized until she glided over the carpet with the grace and elegance of a princess, that the dress was backless, meaning no bra. My mind was swirling, she’s been in the room for two minutes and I’ve already forgiven her and can feel my cock start to twitch.

My god she looked beautiful. she grabbed her glass of wine and pranced back and forth in front of me, and said “WELL, what do you think?” with a little girl spin, knowing how hot she was. I was stunned, speechless for once; she giggled and gave me that evil grin again and said “I’m glad you like it, and I’m sorry I forgot about tonight.”

She sat on the couch a little bit farther from me than usual, and then sort of pivoted towards me with her knee right up on the edge of the couch. This position opened her legs, her little dress already short, rode higher on her thigh. Another inch and I’d be able to see if she put on the panties I’d bought her. I must have been staring at her gorgeous legs hoping for a peek when I heard her say “Is everything ok?” and a soft giggle.

WOW! I snapped out of my daze and realized she had giggled at me. Who is this girl? All this confidence, is this something I’ve missed wrapped up in my own world? She leans back into the couch which pulls her dress up a tiny bit more. DAMNNN ... Fuck me ... Damn. I have never wanted to fuck her so bad as right now, not when we first dated, not ever.

I stare at her still speechless. “Thank you again, this dress will be perfect.”

Did I hear that right, will be perfect ... perfect for what I thought as I notice for maybe the third time she’s looked up at the clock. What is going on? What is she up to? She’s different tonight. She finishes her glass and looks me in the eyes, before she slides off the couch, letting her dress ride right up to her waist. Holy fuck! Is she being a tease on purpose? My cock is straining to grow in my pants, and she is flaunting her perfect little body like she has never done before,

That’s when things changed forever.

The doorbell rang, and she barks quickly, “I’ll get that!” She slinks to the door looking at me from the corner of her eye. She opens the door, and a giant smile comes across her face, she gleams out into the hallway, leans on the door and says so seductively “Hiiiiii.”

She hesitates and opens the door farther, and in walks this stunning young brunette in a skintight white knit dress. Perfectly made up, as beautiful as my Sarah, but yet different. Deep brown eyes glanced at where I sat, and before I could understand what was happening, she said “Yes, I can see it now.” She looks into my baby’s eyes, and leans in and kisses her softly on the lips. It lingered and I heard my baby moan softly. I’m thinking ‘YAHOO my baby brought us a play toy home, my fucking god she is the best, I’m gonna fuck two hot chicks tonight!’

I get up from the couch and take a step towards them in the middle of the floor. Her friend holds up her hand, with her finger out, pointed at me with that ‘Stop right there!’ motion.

WHAT...

I look at my baby and she leans her chin on her friend’s shoulder, gives their two bodies a little sway and says, “Baby this is Megan.” She looks up at her and gives her earlobe a little nibble and a tiny little suck, and Megan closes her eyes and moans.

She puts her hand behind Sarah’s head and says, “Oh baby I’ve been waiting for this for so long.” Sarah looks over her shoulder at me, and with that same damn evil look, she turns her head, and they lock into the most passionate kiss I’ve ever seen. No hesitation, no hint they care that I’m there ... just a long, moaning kiss. When they break the kiss Sarah licks Megan’s lips, Megan sticks her tiny pink tongue out, and Sarah sucks it into her mouth with urgency. Megan starts to slide her hand down Sarah’s back and over my baby’s perfect ass.

What the fuck is going on? Do I get to play or what? I say “Baby??” with a half-smile, hurt feelings and a raging hard on.

They part the kiss and look at me together. Megan looks down at my boner. long and thick, facing down my leg and says, “You weren’t lying, It is huge!”

A quick rush of ego flushes my body, and I’m thinking maybe I do get to play.

Sarah says “Yes baby, I told you it was, and he really knows how to fuck...” she paused... “when he wants to.” She finishes, almost sarcastically.

Megan looks into my eyes and just ‘Ummmm’s and looks back into Sarah’s eyes and asks, “Where’s the bedroom?”

Sarah grabs her by the hand and turns, looking over her shoulder at me, she drags her friend toward the bedroom. I’m standing there looking like a dufus, as they walk to the room. When I get to see Megan’s body from behind ... What a fucking body! No wonder my baby has been seduced by this she-devil! I quickly follow them into the bedroom. They stop at the edge of the bed and start to kiss again, every bit as passionate as before.

I move in to join, and again Megan puts her hand up and stops me.

Sarah, lost in her lust of the kiss, doesn’t even look up at me, she buries her head in Megan’s neck, as Megan motions me to sit on the drawing chair opposite the bed.

What?!?! I think to myself, but like a child being scolded; I did as I was told, again a little hurt and pissed about it.

Megan turns back to my baby and starts to kiss her with lust. Not passion, but lust. The two of them digging their tongues into each other’s mouths, slurping and moaning as they start to explore each other’s bodies, two perfect bodies looking like they were possessed. Sarah lowering her hand onto Megan’s gorgeous ass, squeezing it, rubbing it in little circles. Megan with her hand behind Sarah’s head, her other hand mid back pulling her into herself, I could see them start to grind their pelvis together, grinding each other through their clothes.

I’m sitting there, with a raging hard cock, straining to get out, to grow.

Sarah starts to pull Megan’s dress up over her perfect ass. -Ohhhhhh fuck this is hot- Meghan kicks her heels off and drops two inches, now a full inch shorter than my baby. The result was Sarah pulling her dress up almost to her hips and I still don’t see a sign of panties on her. She spreads her legs slightly, now unencumbered and grinds her pussy into Sarah. Sarah lets out a huge sigh through Megan’s still sucking lips. Megan takes a step forward, maneuvering Sarah to the bed, and from the edge pushes her backwards down onto the bed. Megan steps towards her. Sarah, looking lost, spreads her legs and pulls her knees up slightly, her dress falls down over her hips and I get my first peek of the white thong panty.