Chapter 1

He opens the front door, to be greeted as usual by the dogs. The 'grand dame' slowly makes her way, long tail wagging, greeting him with decorum. The 'young one' greets him with enthusiasm and lots of licking.

Everything is very quiet. His wife, Jade, must have had a bad day. So, quietly he takes off his coat, hangs it up, drops the extra work he brought home, grabs a can of pop and heads to the bathroom. The room in the house with the best seat. The dogs snuffle and snort at the door while he picks up a magazine and has a sit me down.

He comes out, noticing then, that the house seems extra clean. Not that it isn't usually clean, but there seems to be an extra sparkle to everything. There is a bottle of white wine and three glasses being chilled on the kitchen table. Bloody hell, he thinks, we have company, and he has a ton of work yet to do. He tries to remember if Jade said anything about having company for dinner and draws a blank.

There doesn't appear to be anything in the oven, nor, as he looks anything special in the fridge. No appetizers, nothing unusual at all, which doesn't make a lot of sense. He heads downstairs to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable that a suit and tie, quietly calling his wife, letting her know he is home and how was her day.

He turns the corner into his bedroom, his jaw drops and his eyes widen. No way, he thinks, this can't be happening. Covering almost every surface, dressers, tables, the small chest are carnations of every hue, their delicate scent filling the room. Except for small spaces on the night stands, where another bottle of wine and three more glasses rest, the room is filled. He looks toward the bed, and promptly drops, tie, jacket and jaw.

Jade looks up shyly and smiles. Softly she whispers, hi honey, you're home. In her early forties, Jade has soft brown hair with red highlights. She is wearing a black silk teddy which covers a not too badly shaped body, even if she feels there are a few pounds extra here and there. Her hair is done in a pixie cut, her eyes are large, very dark brown, and a small bow shaped mouth completes her face. Her hands, slightly shaking are long, delicate and holding a glass of wine.

Now, this is a surprise for Mark, it's not often he come home and his wife has planned a quiet seduction, but is has happened. What makes Mark drop his clothes and jaw is the lady sitting in the bed beside his wife, also dressed in a teddy, dark blue in color, with a large smile on her face, repeating, hi honey, you're home. Hair, the color of midnight surrounds an oval face, with deep blue eyes and a wide mouth, pale pink mouth. Again, long fingers, not shaking, hold a glass of wine. The smile and the twinkle in her eyes tells Mark that whatever work he brought home from the office is not going to get a second thought, let alone a second glance.

Jade, trembling, with hands a little cold watches Marks face. She wonders if she has done the right thing. This is new to her, and while she knows Mark isn't exactly a novice to this sort of thing, she certainly is. She looks up to his face to comment, Happy Birthday Honey. She tells him dinner won't be ready for a couple of hours but she does have some snacks beside the bed and another glass for wine, if he would care to join them.

Care to join them, Mark stutters. His eyes light up as well as the rest of him as he says, well how about I have a small sip of wine and then a quick shower. It has been a long day for him and he could use some time to wash away the day and the grime. He sits down beside his wife, grabs her and holds her tightly, tears welling in his eyes. He knows how scared she is and how difficult this surprise must have been. He whispers to her thank you My Lady and don't you dare go anywhere, he will be right back. Mark pours himself a small bit of the wine, tosses it back and heads for the shower.

He pats the dogs in passing and slightly in wonder and remembers he has no clothes. As he heads back into the room, Jades voice reaches him telling him not to worry there is something on the back of the bathroom door for him to wear. How did I miss that he wonders. Behind the door hangs a silk men's kimono, deep maroon with Chinese dragons woven into the material in deep greens and blues. There is a card. He reads, to my love, my life, my soul, may all your dreams come true, and fantasies too. He turns on the shower, his mind racing. He thinks about what is waiting in his bed, cock rising. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot keep it under control. He thinks to himself, control, what control???? It is his wife and another woman in his bed, waiting for him. The only thought that is even semi-coherent at the moment is how to keep his cock from spraying all over the shower. He manages some control, finishes showering, gets out, dries off, puts on his kimono and heads to the bedroom.

Meanwhile, Jade and the lady are sitting in the bed smiling. Jade sips her wine, saying, well, that didn't go all that badly, did it Kate? Kate leans close to her saying no, you did very well for your first time, but you have to remember this is only the beginning, and any time you feel uncomfortable, call a breather and we can talk.

Jade smiles, she knows, that is what the wine is for, courage, as well as the fact it really is good wine. Kate laughs quietly, the worst is over, really, she says, the first step is always the hardest. She tells Jade, you will do just fine, you have the imagination, you love him dearly and those two ingredients will make tonight something Mark will remember for a very long time.

Kate continues to smile and tells Jade you did just fine this afternoon. Sighing slightly she whispers that she really did enjoy herself, and knows that Jade did too. She, like Jade, likes to have her tits pushed together and have both nipples taken into a mouth and sucked on. She reminds Jade of how she reacted, starting with the warmth in her pussy.

Jade blushes as she remembers just how good Kate's tongue felt sucking her tits, running circles around them. She wonders why she hasn't done this before, other than just plain fear. She hears Mark coming into the room, takes another sip of wine and hopes the evening she has planned goes well. Kate grabs her hand, tells her to stop worrying, have fun, and just let it ride.

Mark is still trying to get his cock and imagination under control, without much success and enters the room. Peals of laughter greets him. Jade looks at him, wiping her eyes, laughingly saying that she sees the jacket fits, sort of, and that it is obvious that he has announced himself.

At that comment, Kate joins in the laughter and suddenly Jade realizes that everything is okay and this was a fantastic, fantasy idea.

Kate gets out of the bed, still laughing. She stands about five foot seven, slender, but not thin, with a damn good body, tits high, nipples hard, looking very sexy in her teddy and puts her hand out to be shaken. She reaches down, grabs cock, shakes it up and down and says how do you do, I am Kate, and it so nice to meet you. Mark's cock, of it's own volition, reacts violently. It has been twenty years since any other hand other than Jades has been friendly. Kate looks to Jade with a wicked smile, do you mind? Jade smiling, tells Kate to go ahead as she says that she doesn't think that any intelligent conversation is going to happen until that little problem is taken care of.

Kate reaches behind her, grabs a pillow, my knees she says, I am not as young as you wish I was. Mark stands

there, somewhat befuddled, as Kate reaches up and unties his kimono, grinning as she looks critically at his cock, remarking, not bad, not bad at all. Gently she takes Marks balls into her hands, gently squeezing, stroking them with long fingernails, the color of peaches. Her mouth opens and a small tongue flickers across the top of Marks cock, gently sucking, her tongue flickering quickly over the small crack and around the head. Her fingers pull and squeeze his balls in time with her mouth. Marks eyes start to close then widen to watch. He turns his head to check with his wife, who has an enigmatic smile. She reddens and says that she has already had a turn with Kate this afternoon. Marks cock reacts violently, jerking with the thought that Kate and his wife had been making love, his wife moaning with another woman sucking her clit. Kate, meanwhile, (as they say), has taken most of his cock into her mouth and is slowly moving up and down with a sucking sensation, making his cock harder, if that was even possible. Just, when he thinks, oh shit, I am going to come, Kate backs off, starts licking his balls, up and down, around and under, just touching the edge of his anus. Not yet, she mumbles, not yet. Her fingers, slightly wet, reach under and rub against his anus, not quite inserting, but putting pressure on a most sensitive spot. Mark is trying to think, but all that is running through his head is how Kate's mouth is moving up and down, teeth grazing on his cock, her hand caressing his balls, and fingers running up and down across his ass, in and out, up and down, in and out, up and down.

Kate's tongue works its way from the base of his cock to the crown, sucking, pulling, sliding. Jade reaches and slowly runs a single fingernail down Kate's back. Mark watches as Kate shivers with delight. Her nipples are rock hard, brown little pebbles and she is moaning softly. Mark feels himself begin to come, starting to growl, low in his throat. Kate matches his movements while his hands reach out to cup her head. She matches his intensity. His cock feels as though it is going to burst, the heat, the pressure, spreading from groin to balls to cock, as the hot, tight sucking to Kate's mouth moves faster and faster, her hand squeezing his balls in time.

Kate backs off, just as Mark come, juice spraying all over her tits, and as she once more reaches with her mouth to capture and juices let over, Jade leans in and with one finger, looking at Mark, scoops some cum from Kate's tit and licks it off.

Jade, slyly asks Mark if he would like to sit down. He looks a little 'worn out'. Kate laughs delightedly. Jade settles on the bed, watching Marks cock start to rise again. She reaches around to the other side of the bed and pulls out warm washcloths for Mark and Kate. She says there is nothing more unromantic than sticky people. She grabs the bottle of wine, asks Mark to go and get the other one. She pours for all of them, commenting that she thinks there is enough room in the bed for all of them, don't they think. Kate answers oh yes, more than enough room, but don't forget you and I have a turn coming now, don't we. Marks cock reacts, well, pretty much how you expect. UP.

Mark gets in the bed, between the women, with the wine. More wine ladies he asks. Jade hands out the glasses and while they sit back and relax against the pillows propped up, Mark is trying to think of something to say, like, how was your day, honey, just doesn't seem to be the right note to take. He looks at his wife, then at Kate and finally takes the plunge. Holding his wife's hand he asks, just how in the hell did you arrange this?

Jade laughs, a lot of courage, and a wee bit of scotch and you can get through most things. Actually Jade tells him, she had looked in that little book you got at the Love Shop. And there was Kate. Kate smiles, telling Mark that he has to realize that this wasn't the first time for her, but Jade had explained it was for her and how nervous she was, so Kate had been visiting on and off for the past month. Kate realized that she had to get Jade used to the idea and to be comfortable. As she had explained to Jade, the first step was always the hardest. Today, she smiled, was the first day they had actually 'done the deed'. She admitted that she was actually surprised at how good Jade was. Within minutes of being naked, with wine, Jade had gotten down to business and had Kate moaning and writhing on the bed. Mark listened, watching Kate's face. Her eyes seemed to go even a deeper blue, nipple hardening in memory of the afternoon. Mark looked to his wife and asked just what the hell did I miss this afternoon. Kate, looking at Jade, smirked. Ah, don't worry about it Mark, we can repeat it for you, and YOU get to watch. If you want.