Fun Facts about Fucking - Sex Stories

Fun Facts about Fucking

... could organize them and her travel mug and pocket book and backpack I did a quick mental calculation that we had about a minute or two to clean up. Dave jumped into his sweats and disappeared back into his room.

Sitting across from Lisa, I was flooded with this sense of guilt and tension. I'd never cheated on her and the whole series of events had sort of rolled out without any conscious thought. Really, I thought we were just going to rub one out. Now I had this sense that karma was charging me with two debts to that had to be repaid. I owed David for the time and attention he'd given me and Lisa for not including her in something we'd always ever done together.

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Fun fact #88. Men are visual animals. It wasn't long before Lisa went through her ritual of putting on a fashion show trying on all of the outfits she purchased that morning. I had no complaints about what she brought home but to be honest my favorite times were between outfits when she pranced around topless in skimpy black panties. I could sit and watch this all day. When she was finally done she shimmied into her bathing suit again.

"What the hell are you thinking wearing that thing? It's cold out and there's no heat in this place."

"You promised me a week at the beach and that's what I'm here for. Do you have any idea how many suits I had to try on before I found this one!"

"No argument from me. Your ass does looks spectacular in that thing. But we're down to just the three of us now. I'm ...

... not sure if you're aware of the effect you're having on Dave."

Looking back, I think that's exactly what she wanted to hear.

"You mean, he likes it? He's turned on?"

"I mean you make his dick hard. And mine. And all of the other guys who were here. Not a bad thing mind you but it would be rude to leave him all dressed up with no place to go."

We'd talked about threesomes before. She seemed excited at the prospect but doubtful that time, place, opportunity and the right partner would ever have a chance of coming together at just the right time.

"So what are you saying... the three of us should fool around?"

"Sure would make us forget about the weather, wouldn't it?"

It was early afternoon when the three of us finally rendezvoused at the dining room table for lunch. Lisa liked to cook. She hovered on the other side of the counter getting the ingredients ready for lunch, the back of her bathing suit tucked up into a serious wedge in her ass. Dave looked at me, eyes wide open without saying a word. If he had he might have said something like... "oh my god, will you look at that ass!" or "hope you don't mind but I really need to jerk off as I watch her move around the kitchen."

The tension lasted until the tuna noodle casserole she was making hit the table and suddenly it was back to small talk and plans for the afternoon. Maybe a movie? Dinner out again? Trivial Pursuit for the umpteenth time? I had to wonder about that wedgie she was sporting. Did she know ...