Once in a while, when my girlfriend Yvonne and I made love, we would fantasize about being in a threesome with another woman. Neither of us ever intended to make the fantasy real, but the thought of another woman going down on Yvonne while my rod was buried in her pussy added a real jolt to our lovemaking.

We’re both professionals, and Yvonne is a wonderful mother to her two kids by a previous marriage. As a working mom, she employs a nanny to watch the kids while she’s at work. One day, while she and Mona, the nanny, were chatting, Yvonne happened to confide in Mona about our fantasy.

Later that evening, as Mona prepared to leave after settling the kids in, she handed Yvonne a business card. On it was the name and phone number of a woman named Stacy, who, Mona explained, was a friend of hers who worked as a mortgage broker. Stacy was married, but occasionally liked to fool around, and she preferred other women, and no commitments. Mona suggested that Yvonne give Stacy a call if she wanted her fantasy to come true.

Although Yvonne isn’t shy, it took her a week to work up the courage to call Stacy, at first pretending that she was looking to refinance her house. Of course when Stacy learned that Mona had recommended her, she understood the real reason for the call. She then suggested she come the house to do a “refinancing analysis.”

Yvonne asked if she could come on Saturday, as her children would be with their father for the weekend. She then asked if her boyfriend could also be present — to help with the analysis, of course. Somewhat to her surprise, Stacy made no objection.

Yvonne called me the next day. Without telling me what was really going on, she said that a mortgage broker was coming to her house to discuss refinancing, and asked if I could come over to help with any questions that arose. Of course I said sure.

Let me describe my girlfriend to you. She’s five feet seven, with long, dark blonde hair and beautiful brown eyes. She works out regularly to keep her stunning figure. She has high firm breasts, a fine round ass, gorgeous legs, and I have a hard time keeping my hands to myself whenever we’re together.

When I arrived at Yvonne’s that Saturday, Stacy was already there, and the two of them were enjoying some wine, talking and laughing like old friends. When I came in Yvonne introduced us, and Stacy stood up to shake my hand. She was a pretty brunette, about an inch shorter than Yvonne, with long, flowing hair and brown eyes. Her breasts were slightly smaller than Yvonne’s, but they filled out her pink sweater nicely, and her nipples made enticing little bumps as they pushed out against the material. In addition to her face and figure, I was also struck immediately by her penetrating gaze, firm handshake and confident demeanor.

Both women were wearing tight-fitting Levis that complemented their figures. Yvonne had on a button-down blouse that clung closely to her bosom. The fact that Stacy especially was so casually dressed for a business meeting seemed odd to me, as did the fact that she had no briefcase or paperwork on hand. Also, the music on the stereo seemed more fitting for a party than for a financial discussion.

As their conversation resumed, it seemed to center more on personal topics than on refinancing. In addition, it seemed to me that Stacy was paying very personal attention to Yvonne, brushing her casually with her hands, once even stroking her hair, while Yvonne, who’s generally pretty much in control of herself, seemed edgy and a bit nervous. I should have known something was up right away, but I guess I was just too naive.

When the music ended, Yvonne asked me to put another CD on the player. I got up and put on a jazz disk, and as I turned to go back to my seat, I stopped in my tracks. Stacy was bent over Yvonne, and she was kissing her on the lips!

At first Yvonne looked as shocked as I was. Her body was stiff, her eyes the size of silver dollars. But when Stacy reached up with her left hand and cupped her right breast, Yvonne melted. Her body relaxed, and she began to return Stacy’s kisses while staring into her eyes. Soon they were kissing with open mouths, and I could tell they were exploring each other’s mouth with their tongues.

Stacy began massaging Yvonne’s breasts through her blouse with both hands, while still kissing her fervently. Yvonne was really getting into it now. She put her left hand behind Stacy’s head and pulled her closer as Stacy started undoing the buttons on my girlfriend’s blouse. When she unhooked the clasp at the front of her bra and put her hand on a bare breast, Yvonne let out a moan.

Stacy broke the kiss then and slid her mouth down Yvonne’s neck and chest, until her lips found her exposed nipple. Slowly at first, she sucked on it, while still fondling the other breast with her hand. Yvonne’s hand clutched the dark head more tightly. “Oh God, that’s good!” she breathed. “Keep doing that!”

After several minutes of oral attention to Yvonne’s breasts, Stacy slid her left hand down over her stomach. When she reached her waist, she undid her belt, then popped the buttons of the Levis and slipped her hand inside Yvonne’s panties. Yvonne let out a gasp, and I knew that Stacy had found her clit.

The gasp turned to a sigh, and Yvonne’s head fell back on the sofa, her eyes half closed. From the movement of Stacy’s hand, I knew her finger was stroking Yvonne’s clit, and Yvonne was obviously loving it. Soon she was moaning softly, and her eyes took on that faraway look she gets when she’s close to coming. “God, that’s good!” she panted again as her hips began to move to the rhythm of Stacy’s stroking.

Stacy now started trailing kisses down Yvonne’s stomach, making small circles with her tongue around her belly button. She continued kissing her stomach, at the same time pulling her jeans and panties down over her hips. Yvonne arched her body to make it easier, and kicked off her shoes as Stacy slid the clothes over her ankles. Her mouth never left Yvonne’s stomach, and now she was kissing lower.

Suddenly Yvonne opened her eyes and looked me in the face. Up until then, once they’d started kissing, the two of them had seemed oblivious to the fact that I was in the room. But now Yvonne smiled and motioned me to come and stand next to her. I wasn’t sure what she had in mind, until she started unbuttoning my pants. Needless to say, I had a raging hard-on.

Meanwhile Stacy had spread Yvonne’s bare legs apart, and now she knelt between them and lowered her mouth to my girlfriend’s pussy.

Having freed my dick, Yvonne now parted her lips and started to engulf the head of it, but when she felt Stacy’s hot tongue on her clit she gave a loud gasp and swallowed me completely. She had never taken me that deep before. She held me like that for a long minute. Then, with one hand massaging my balls and the other around the base of my cock, she started pumping her head slowly back and forth.

As Stacy picked up the pace, so did Yvonne. She was soon moaning in ecstasy around my throbbing dick. Stacy had two fingers in Yvonne’s pussy now, while her mouth and tongue worked on her clit. Occasionally she’d hit a spot that made Yvonne jump, whereupon she would take me even deeper into her throat. I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer.

Suddenly Yvonne pulled me out of her mouth, crying out, “That’s it, don’t stop, I’m coming!” And come she did, her back arching off the sofa as her body quivered and spasmed.

As soon as she stopped coming she again lowered her mouth onto my cock, simultaneously stroking my shaft with one hand and massaging my balls with the other. Ten seconds later I experienced one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Yvonne continued sucking, swallowing all my come as I shot stream after stream down her throat, something she had been disinclined to do in the past. When I finally stopped spurting, we both collapsed onto the sofa.

When we got our breath back we just sat there looking at one another, until Yvonne broke the silence, saying, “Well, that was interesting!” And we all laughed.

I then suggested that we take off the rest of our clothes and jump into the hot tub in the back yard. I headed to the kitchen to open another bottle of wine, while the girls headed for the yard. When I got there the two of them were seated opposite each other in the tub, deep in conversation. When I saw Stacy naked, my cock immediately began to revive again.

As I sat next to my girlfriend, the two of them explained that before I arrived they had talked about whether to tell me the real reason for Stacy’s visit, but had decided to make it a surprise, to see what my reaction would be. They had not been disappointed. Yvonne admitted she’d been caught off guard when Stacy had kissed her so soon. But once she’d gotten over the initial shock, being touched by a woman had felt wonderful.

After some further conversation, Stacy eased herself out of the water and sat on the side of the hot tub, saying, “You know, I’m the only one here who hasn’t come yet, and I’m still pretty worked up. Could one of you help me out?”

Yvonne and I looked at each other. Our threesome fantasies had always featured Yvonne as the receiver, not the giver, so I figured she would be reluctant to take the aggressive role. However, I was concerned about how she would react if I took it upon myself to help Stacy out. As attractive as Stacy was, I didn’t want to stir up any jealous feelings.

But Yvonne surprised me by solving the problem with no fuss. She stood up and, without hesitation, walked over to the naked brunette. Reaching out, she cradled Stacy’s breasts in her hands, then leaned over and started planting soft kisses on each nipple.

Sitting on the edge of the hot tub, Stacy leaned back on her hands and murmured, “Oh, that’s so good, Yvonne. Your hands feel wonderful!”

Yvonne then reached down with one hand to gently stroke Stacy’s inner thighs. Her other hand continued to massage the brunette’s breasts as she went on kissing her neck and chest. I was fascinated and turned on at the same time, watching my lovely girlfriend make love to another woman. She seemed to be in complete control, and to know exactly what she was doing.

Slowly Yvonne’s hand edged closer to Stacy’s pussy. When she reached it she inserted a finger between the pink puffy lips, and then a second, while massaging Stacy’s clit with her thumb. Stacy’s eyes were closed now, and she was breathing hard. “Ahh, yes, oh yes!” she panted. “Keep doing that, oh God!”

The sight of my lovely girlfriend bent over this woman, giving her so much pleasure and obviously enjoying herself, got my cock hard again. I quickly dipped under the water and slithered between her spread legs. Then I turned to face her, seating myself on the hot tub bench just below where Stacy was perched on the edge, putting me in a perfect position to eat Yvonne’s pussy. I reached around her and spread her ass cheeks, fingering her asshole lightly as I pressed my face to her mound.

When Yvonne felt my tongue she gasped sharply and began to moan, rocking her hips against my face. But she kept doing what she was doing, and Stacy’s breathing became more labored as Yvonne intensified the stroking of her clit and breasts, the sucking of her nipples.

Stacy now brought a hand to her crotch and placed it over Yvonne’s hand, pressing it harder against her. “Oh yes, faster!” she gasped out. “Right there, right there! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck, I’m going to come!”

She wasn’t the only one. Yvonne doesn’t usually come through oral stimulation, but she was doing it now, for the second time in less than an hour. When she collapsed in the water she almost drowned me, and when I came up for air, sputtering, both women were laughing happily.

After we had rested for a few minutes, Stacy suggested that we adjourn to the bedroom, where we could be more comfortable. ”This business conference isn’t over yet,” she said, grinning. “I still have plans for you two.”

Once we had dried off and made our way to the bedroom, Stacy took charge. She removed the comforter from the bed and stacked some pillows up against the headboard. She then pushed me gently back onto the bed, propped up against the pillows, and slid another pillow under my ass. Following her instructions, Yvonne straddled me on the bed, facing away from me, and positioned her pussy over my hard cock. Then she reached down and, guiding it with her hand, lowered herself onto it. We each let out a moan of pleasure as I slid into her.

Stacy bent down and kissed Yvonne deeply, then pushed her backward until her back rested on my chest. In that position my hands had easy access to her breasts and pussy. As my girlfriend rested her head on my shoulder, I soon had one hand between her legs while the other massaged her left breast.

Meanwhile Stacy was crouching between Yvonne’s legs, lowering her mouth to her crotch until I could feel her breath on my hand. She took that hand and guided it up to Yvonne’s other breast, so it would be out of her way. A minute later I could tell from the sounds Yvonne was making that Stacy was licking her pussy.

Yvonne turned her head toward me and started kissing and licking my neck with her moaning, gasping mouth. With my hands fondling her breasts, my cock buried inside her and Stacy tonguing her clit, she was in total ecstasy.

I gave a little gasp when I felt Stacy’s fingers circling the base of my cock as it slid in and out of Yvonne’s slightly bucking pussy. In addition, every now and then she would pull my cock out of that pussy and take it in her mouth, sucking off both our juices, then insert it back into Yvonne and continue licking her. The total sensation was incredible; I had never felt anything like it before.

Just as I was close to coming again, Yvonne stopped moving and pulled away from me, leaning over to open the drawer of the bedside table and pull out a tube of K-Y jelly.

Although Yvonne and I had never actually had anal sex, we had toyed with the idea, and we both enjoyed it when I would massage her ass with my finger as we fucked. So I was expecting her to apply the jelly to my finger, but instead she squeezed some on her hands and rubbed it onto my cock, saying breathlessly, “I think I’m ready to feel you in my ass.”

With Stacy watching and smiling, Yvonne climbed back on top of me, again facing away, and inched her ass down slowly onto my dick. Once she was able to work the head in, she stopped and held it there for a long minute. I had to use all my self-control to keep from coming. Never had I felt anything so tight clamped around my cock before.

As Yvonne began to relax, she eased down on me until I was all the way in. Then she lay back on my chest as before, moaning softly.

Meanwhile, when Yvonne had opened that drawer, Stacy had seen something else that interested her. She now reached in and pulled it out — a large glass dildo which Yvonne occasionally used to pleasure herself. It was eight inches long and shaped like a real cock. The shaft was clear, with blue glass veins running along the sides.

Stacy warmed it between her hands and applied some K-Y to the head, then brought it to my girlfriend’s crotch. Yvonne’s moans became frenzied as the lubricated dildo found the entrance to her pussy.

“Oh yes!” she cried as it slid slowly but steadily inside her. “Oh sweet Christ, yes!”

With my dick up Yvonne’s ass, I could feel the head of the glass dildo pressing against my cock from the other side of her inner wall as it slid in. With my eyes closed, it felt like another man was fucking Yvonne while I was buried in her backside.

We settled into a slow rhythm, gradually picking up the pace. Yvonne was the first to peak. “That’s it, that’s it, don’t stop!” she shouted, her body arching and stiffening as her pussy and ass went into spasm. Then she was screaming, with Stacy continuing to fuck her with the dildo until she pulled away.

At that point Stacy leaned down and took my twitching cock in her mouth as she stroked my balls with her hand. A second later I was shooting everything I had down her throat.

After that Yvonne and I worked on Stacy with our hands and mouths, and the dildo, until she too reached another orgasm. Later, as she was walking out the door, she turned to us and said with a smile, “Call me any time you need another financial analysis of your house.” And we assured her that we would.