It had been a month since our last swap party, and even though Tina and I had seen each other a few times since then, we hadn’t spoken of our secret.

Ever since the last time we’d all been together, I’d been looking at Tina in a whole different light. I couldn’t get that experience out of my mind, especially our little thing in the bathroom.

I was totally confused. When I did dwell on it, I found myself getting excited. Then the phone rang. When I picked it up, Tina was on the other end. “Dani, it’s me. Can we meet for lunch? We need to talk.”

I was nervous when I walked into the restaurant and saw Tina sitting there. She had ordered me a drink, and as I looked her over, I marveled at how good-looking she was. She was wearing a miniskirt and matching top. I caught a glimpse of her spike heels as I sat.

I took a long pull from my drink and smiled, waiting for her to break the ice. I didn’t know what she was going to say, but was afraid this might end our long friendship.

“Dani, I’m a little nervous, but you know we have to talk about that night. As far as swapping husbands, I think we both knew it was just a matter of time, but the other thing between you and me in the bathroom — well, are you mad about it? Whatever you say, I will understand.”

I thought for a long time before answering. “Tina, I agree about the husbands thing, and boy, was it fun. But the other thing, I’ve been going over it in my mind ever since. Tell me first how you feel about it, and then I’ll tell you how I feel.”

Tina got really quiet, finished her drink, and ordered another before saying, “I’m not sure when I decided to do what I did. I guess it started with all those times we have been together in our underwear. I found myself getting excited whenever I watched you change. When you’re braless, I get excited. I want to reach out and see how your breasts feel. And when we kissed in the car that night, I decided to go for it. Now tell me if we are still friends or not.”

I reached over, took her hands, and said, “Tina, I’ll tell you the truth. The first week or so, my mind was all screwed up, but to be completely honest with you, lately I too have been getting excited when I think about it. Get this. Last weekend Jason slipped one of his threesome tapes on, and I pretended it was you and me.”

She broke into a broad smile and squeezed my hand. Then she said, “So I guess this went well. Now the question is, do we want to pursue this a little further?”

I smiled. “What are you doing Saturday night?”

She sighed and hugged me. “As luck would have it, Jason is working through the weekend. How about we get Sean to grill one of his famous steaks? Then we can see what happens from there.”

I agreed and we finished our drinks. We used the restroom before leaving. I followed her and marveled at how good she looked. I wondered if the little extra wiggle in her walk was for me. My mind went crazy thinking about what I was about to get myself into. I was still scared, but as soon as the bathroom door closed, she pulled me to her and pressed her lips to mine.

Her tongue slid into my mouth, searching for mine. I was hesitant at first, but the sensation of her body pressed against mine and our tongue play were enough to make me quickly decide.

As we made our way to the parking lot, she said, “That was just to give you a little something to think about until Saturday.”

My head was spinning as I pulled into my garage. I silently thanked my husband for not being home yet. I was changing into something a little more comfortable when I realized my panties were soaked. I touched myself and my fingers were covered with moisture.

What I needed, among other things, was a shower. As the warm water relaxed me, I thought about what was going to happen Saturday night. I wasn’t sure if Tina’s intention was to make my husband the happiest man in the world or if she wanted it to be just the two of us. But by now I had made up my mind. I was ready for something new in my sex life. It’s not as if Sean and I hadn’t fantasized about it a million times. I knew damn well he wasn’t going to be a problem; in fact, the problem was going to be not saying anything other than that Tina was coming for dinner.

By the time Saturday rolled around, I was beside myself. I’d thought of nothing else the entire week. Tina arrived at seven. The sun was just setting as we stood on the balcony sipping screwdrivers. Sean was down on the patio grilling the steaks. Tina moved close to me and pressed her hip to mine. “Are you excited about tonight? Because I sure as hell am,” she said.

I nodded, afraid my voice would let on how nervous I was. I felt her hand slide across my derriere as we pressed our hips together. I was feeling bold by now, so I let my own fingers glide across her tight ass. I figured I had already made up my mind to go for it, so there was no sense in being bashful now. She pressed harder against me, and I felt heat pass between us.

Her fingers slipped under my skirt and between my legs. Up until this moment, my panties had been dry, but any more of her playing under my skirt was going to change that quickly. It was my turn to get a little feel. My fingers crept under her skirt, feeling her bare ass. I knew she was big on thongs, and at that moment I wished I had put one on too. I moved my fingers around her until I was able to touch her crotch. The thin material was already wet.

She pushed a little harder on the silk between my pussy lips. “Oh, shit, that feels good!” I said. I felt her legs parting as I finger-fucked her and she finger-fucked me, right there on the balcony.

We both knew we’d give the whole thing away if we didn’t stop soon. I gently pushed her hand away, at the same time removing mine. Then I leaned over the railing and yelled to Sean, “Steaks about ready, honey?” He said he was just about to bring them up. By the time he made his way to the dining room, Tina and I were back to normal — well, almost normal.

We still hadn’t let Sean know what we were up to. As far as he was concerned, we were just babysitting Tina again because her husband had to work. So when he served our steaks and we both thanked him with a wet kiss — tongue and all — Sean was totally confused.

“What was that for? And am I going to get another one if the steaks are cooked to perfection?” The hard part was trying to keep a straight face when Tina said to him, “Tell you what, Sean: If these are cooked to our delight, we’ll do even better than that.”

Have you ever seen a grown man pray that he did good? I felt a bare foot on my leg as we made small talk and watched my husband wait for our approval. It was Tina’s foot, and it was sliding dangerously close to my crotch. I slipped one hand under the tablecloth and stroked her smooth, trim leg as it continued pushing closer. At the same time, Tina looked at Sean and said, “You know, I think you just might have outdone yourself this time. What do you think, Dani?”

I swallowed my last bite, washed it down with some red wine, and said, “Oh, yeah. I think this boy has earned himself a reward.” I pushed my chair back and stood next to him. I put my lips to his ear and slid my hand down to his lap. “Now, what can we do to repay you for such a wonderful meal?”

Tina had moved to the other side and was chewing on his other ear. “Yeah, Sean, what can we do?” At the same time, her hand came down and covered mine.

I felt one of his hands sliding up my leg, and knew Tina was getting the same treatment. We let him have his way for a while before pulling him from his chair. “My God, Tina, this boy is sporting one hell of a boner. We’d better take care of this.”

The ensuing trip to the bedroom was a blur. Tina and I had Sean down to his boxer shorts and stretched out on the bed before he knew what hit him. Then we slowly undressed each other in front of him. We couldn’t have done it any better if we had rehearsed it.

I turned and looked at my husband as Tina pulled my short skirt to the floor. He was all eyes as she ran her fingers across my ass. Then we switched places. When her skirt fell to the floor, Sean got his first look at her thong. I ran my fingers over her flat tummy and on up, until I had her top unbuttoned. She lifted her arms, letting the top fall. Her bra followed.

I have to admit I was really getting excited, and though I’d seen Tina naked many times, this time was completely different. In the past I had merely thought that she had a great body; tonight I knew we were about to make love. Seeing her now had me so worked up that I was having a hard time playing our little game. Before I turned to let her finish undressing me, I slid my fingers across her hardening nipples. She gasped as I gave each one a gentle squeeze.

My body tingled as Tina finished undressing me. When she ran her fingers down my body and cupped my mound, I almost lost it. She pressed her breasts to my back and kissed my shoulder. I knew she could feel the wetness in my panties.

Time for play was over: We crawled onto the bed with Sean. Now instinct took over. Tina pushed him onto his back and knelt above his head. I watched as she lowered herself onto his mouth. The last thing I saw was his tongue digging into her before I slid down and took his prick in my mouth.

I could hear her moaning and telling my husband to eat her as I slid my tongue around the smooth head before licking my way down to his full balls. I love the way his stiff prick feels when I’m licking him up and down.

I looked up and saw Tina’s perfect ass as she humped Sean’s mouth. I stroked her tight little derriere, loving the feel of the smooth skin under my fingers.

She winked at me, letting her fingers play in my hair. By now my panties were soaked and my pussy was aching for attention. As much as I love giving my husband head, I needed his wonderful dick inside me.

I got up on my knees, pulled my panties aside, and lowered myself onto him. One shove and he was in all the way to his balls. “Ooh, that feels good,” I said.

I held myself still, savoring having my pussy filled with his prick.

I had my hands on Tina’s shoulders for support as I wiggled myself onto his cock. She twisted around and whispered, “Suck my tongue like you did his prick.” I pressed my lips to hers and sucked her tongue into my mouth. We stayed like this for a long time, enjoying each other’s tongue while she also enjoyed my husband’s tongue in her pussy.

She pulled back and said, “Dani, I don’t know about you, but I’m so fucking close, I don’t think I can last much longer.” By now I was seriously fucking myself on Sean’s prick. “Me too,“ I said. ”Just a little more and I’m there.”

I reached around and filled my hand with one of her perfect tits, knowing my husband could see this from where he was. It must have been what he was waiting for, because he stopped eating her long enough to grunt, “Oh, yes!”

I could only imagine what he was thinking. His biggest fantasy was really happening. It just didn’t get any better.

He was moving his ass up and down, meeting my thrusts. But as hard as he was doing me, I could tell he wasn’t close to getting off. As much as I felt for him, I couldn’t slow what was happening to me. That familiar, wonderful feeling was pulsing through my body as I jammed my pussy down hard. His balls slapped my ass as I cupped Tina’s breast. Her nipple was hard as a pebble.

An orgasm was building quickly inside me, and my head was getting light. I pulled my face away from Tina’s and grunted to Sean, “I’m there, I’m there, fuck me, baby, fuck me hard!” Tina was eye to eye with me, and she had a look of panic on her face. “Dani, I’m on the edge, so damn close, help me!” She grabbed one of my hands and pushed it down between her legs.

I sure as hell didn’t need any instruction. My fingers slid into her just as Sean’s tongue hit her sensitive little button. That was all she needed. I felt her pussy pulsing as she filled his mouth with her nectar. I had a pang of jealousy, knowing that he was getting what I’d been thinking about all week. But at that same instant, my own climax hit me like a slap in the face. “I’m coming. Fuck me, honey, fuck me hard!” I grabbed his hips and impaled myself on him. My pussy gushed and my mind spun.

What I did next shocked me. I pulled my fingers from Tina, and without my husband being able to see me, I put them to my face and sniffed. I looked up, and Tina was watching me. Before I could do anything, she whispered, “Go on, Dani, taste it. I want to see you do it, please!”

I put my fingers to my mouth and slid the tip of my tongue out. “Go on, Dani,” she whispered. I took a quick peek at my husband, but he was still enjoying his feast. I let my tongue touch the moist tip of my fingers. As soon as I tasted it, I liked it. Without a second thought, I slid them into my mouth and sucked the sweet juice before dipping my fingers back into her for seconds.

“Dani, let’s switch and see if we can get him off. I feel sorry for him.” In a flash I was lowering myself onto his waiting mouth, only this time I was facing away from his head, giving me a full view of Tina sliding Sean’s dick into her wet pussy.

She fucked him hard as we fondled each other’s tits. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it.

“I’m going to come again!” Sean yelled, and I knew Tina was about to come too. His tongue was mauling my clit, and much to my surprise, I yelled, “Yes, yes, yes!” I came again, only this time it was Tina whom Sean filled with his hot come while she jammed herself down hard on his cock and had a mind-boggling orgasm.

We untangled ourselves and collapsed in a wet, sticky heap. All Sean could say was, “What do I get if I make breakfast tomorrow?”