1. The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 8


    Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: KennethPierce, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    off. “I guess just wasn't expecting it to be quite so intense. In all honesty it did get me kind of angry seeing Connor mauling you like that.” “Oh.” “But in like a good way. 'Good angry,' if that makes any sense." Shane sighed in frustration. Instead of saying anything, I knelt down between his legs, gently wrapped my fingers around his thickening shaft, and planted a long, loving kiss on the crown. "Are you sure you still want to go through with this?" I asked. "All the way?" "Absolutely," he sighed. "Tonight it finally happens. No more role playing. No more wondering 'what if.' Tonight I want you to fuck my best friend, just like you've always dreamed." Then he rolled back his head and luxuriated in the feeling of my tongue stroking his cock back to life. After a few minutes, I reluctantly took my mouth off of him and whispered, "I better stop. Tracy would never forgive me if I stole one of the orgasms you've been saving up for her all day." "You're such a considerate friend," Shane laughed. "I want you and her to enjoy yourselves to the fullest," I whispered. “Go wild.” Suddenly, we heard Connor and Tracy's footsteps approaching from the hallway. We quickly hopped into some casual clothes and opened the door to greet them. "Hi," Tracy waved, nervous. She was dressed in a fuzzy white Christmas sweater, her hair up in a playful ponytail. Beside her, Connor had on his old faded bomber jacket and blue jeans. Seeing the two of them standing outside our bedroom, I was struck ...
    with a sudden case of déjà vu, but I couldn't quite figure out why... Then Shane solved it for me: "Those are the same clothes you guys wore on our very first double date, three years ago." Tracy blushed, "Remember how we were talking about 'what if,’ earlier? Well, when me and Connor were getting dressed just now, we realized that, totally randomly, we'd both brought the clothes from our first date with you guys--funny coincidence, huh?" Connor locked eyes with me: "And we got to thinking, what if it was like a sign or something? A sign that maybe tonight we could all finally give that big 'what if' the chance it deserves?" A brief but heavy silence filled the space between us, then Connor asked, "Ria, would you go out with me?" I blinked, "What?" "On a date," he explains. "Just the two of us. Just for tonight. Like we were supposed to do, three years ago." I gulped, feeling a sudden weight on my chest as I answered, "Yes, of course." Connor looked past me, to Shane, and asked, "That okay with you, man?" Shane nodded, visibly holding his breath. Tracy slipped past me into the room and sidled up next to my husband, whispering: "If you're not doing anything tonight, maybe we could hang out?" Shane smirked at her. "Would this 'hanging out' involve, like, a date?" he asked. "If you want it to." "Are your friends Ria and Connor joining us?" he asked playfully. "Not tonight," she whispered. The two of them were momentarily lost in each other's eyes, and I felt a brief swell of ...