Steve, Sara, and Me

[LRGuy]

This is a work of fiction. Enjoy, feedback welcome.

I’m 53, my wife Sara is 40. We have been married 15 years. A few years ago our life intersected into this, not by planning or manipulation, but there was an opportunity and it happened. I wouldn’t say we were in ‘the lifestyle’, but it was just a special moment that happened for us for a short while.

Growing up, I never knew about any of this, that it had a name, but I knew I liked it. I couldn’t imagine anyone else would be into this, really. I never really got to experience it, other than watching my girlfriends talk to guys and imagining something was happening. Never told Sara about it either, and we settled into a happy life.

About 10 years ago we found ourselves in a very social neighborhood. Once a month people were always getting together for a big gettogether, and between that, smaller groups would get together.

At one of these get togethers we met Steve. Steve was new to our community, and single, his wife having died five years prior. We met him and once Sara found out he was a ballroom dancer, they began talking. Every time they would see each other at parties they would disappear in conversation. Sara is a great dancer. I have learned a lot from her and others. But she was happy to meet someone else as well trained as her. After we got home, Sara gushed all week about Steve.

We continued to meet Steve at other parties throughout the week and finally, at Sara’s insistence, we invited Steve to our house a few weeks later for dinner. It was a very enjoyable evening, and towards the end, I turned on some music to let them dance together, and to show me some pointers.

The next week we went to Steve’s for dinner and Sara loved that he had a pool. So we all started swimming together when we went to his house for dinners.

This went on for the period of some months. Sara was not being overly sexual or flirtatious. A fairly conservative swimsuit was what she wore, revealing her back almost down to her waist.

Eventually, something that she started doing when we ate at his house was that she would go over to Steve’s house earlier, to ‘help him put the food together’. When I finally showed up though, every time, they were dancing in his living room! Sara would beg for me to see what they were working on. Sara was having the time of her life.

Sara and I over time started having some conversations and that’s when my fantasy came up. She naturally bristled at the idea, but I just told her I enjoyed seeing them together and that’s fine. She eventually warmed up to it a little over time and would tease me with it: ‘Did you like Steve and me dancing together?’ ‘Maybe I should go over to his house when you are at work?’

It was not long after we had these conversations that I would arrive to meet them and a few times I went over and they were by the pool and he was massaging sunblock on her back. A typical red head, she is very careful to protect herself when she is in the sun. They both seemed embarrassed and surprised the first few times I caught them, but eventually it was not a big deal.

One night we were all talking and Steve revealed that he had lost his wife and children in a car wreck. This hit a tender spot with Sara as something similar had happened to her family when she was in junior high. They hugged and cried together. Then they talked about how painful that was for them. We talked for awhile.

We were tired but Sara didn't want to go home. We decided to retire to the den to watch a movie on the tv. We all cuddled together on the couch, Sara in between both of us, his arm around her, hers around his waist, me holding her hand. It wasn’t a sexual thing, rather than just friends comforting each other. Movie watching began to be part of our time together after dinner and swimming, if we were at his house, and we always were cuddled up on the couch. If we were at his house, Sara would eventually start to wear a floor length terry cloth robe after drying off from swimming.

One night she was leaning on him while I massaged her feet, her arm was around her waist, and resting on her thigh which I thought was so hot. Steve started to mention that his late wife was a podiatrist and had learned every part of the foot, as he had to, because he also had massaged her feet. She had taught him how to do it right. He said he was a pro at foot massage.

It got quiet as we turned our attention back to the movie.

Sara broke the silence.

'Show me.’

So she turned and leaned on me while Steve massaged her feet. He moved slowly and gently, but really, the best way to describe what he did was that he was making love to my wife’s feet. I would caress her shoulders, kissing her on the neck, holding her hand, playing with her hair while he did that .

Sara was in heaven and this continued weekly, to the point that he just massaged her feet while she leaned on me. I would continue to rub her shoulders and kiss her lightly.

They began to flirt a little, When she walked in the door he said, 'Hey Steve, you brought my girl back to me!'

'I get to be with my two guys again tonight!'

'Shall we dance, my love?'

'Yes, love, Brian, honey, turn on some samba!' If she was at his house, she'd be in her bathing suit, dancing with him.

Every night after this started, when we got home, Sara asked if I was sure I was ok with what he was doing, and of course I said yes.

'Aren't you the least bit jealous?'

'Well, maybe a little, but I trust Steve and I see you having so much fun with him.'

I asked if she enjoyed being pampered by two men. At first, she just laughed it off and dismissed it, but one night, in bed, she purred,’ oooh yesss.’ Once we got into bed, Sara asked me to start massaging her feet, but to move up her legs and so on…

I would look at her and her eyes would be closed, mouth half open, seemingly lost in fantasy…

Back over at Steve’s house on another night, Steve began massaging her feet again. She was mentioning that her legs felt tight as she had ran earlier that day. He told her to lay face down on the sofa after massaging her feet, and started massaging her calves. Massaging her calves began to be part of the weekly ritual. Before we left, Sara asked me if she could dance with Steve once more before we left. I gave them two. It was hard to do any formal dances in her robe, so they slow danced.When the music stopped, they slowly fell apart. Steve must have really enjoyed that because I would find out later, all she had underneath was panties and a bra.

'One more, dance, Brian', she purred quietly, gazing at Steve.

At some point along the way, Sara one night mentioned that she wished we had a pool. Steve invited her to come anytime.

Another time we went, Sara had pulled a muscle in her thigh and had asked me to help her massage it out before we went to Steve’s. It was better, but she still was hobbling a little bit. When we got to his house, Steve asked if she would dance with him, but she couldn’t because she pulled a muscle in her thigh. So he said, after dinner, let’s see what we can do about it. She smiled really big and her eyes sparkled.

After dinner we retired to the living room, but Steve couldn’t get the right angle at Sara on the couch, and the floor was uncomfortable. Steve cautiously asked us if we wouldn’t mind going into the bedroom so she would be more comfortable and so he would have more room. I was a little taken aback by this but before I could answer, Sara said, yes, that would be fantastic.

I was really afraid that Steve might be taking my wife tonight, considering how things were going on.

Sara went into the room first to change into her robe. She made both of us wait outside.

She finally announced she was ready, and I was startled to see that she wasn’t wearing anything but panties under her robe. Her terry cloth robe of course was not sheer but you could see no bra outline, and her breasts appeared more natural. She just smiled at Steve, and said, in a quiet voice, ‘so this is where all the magic happens, Steve?’ and he said, you never know what might happen in here.' She said, 'let's find out...'

'Go lie on the bed. Brian you can hold her head.’

She was on her back, smiling expectantly. ‘Where does it hurt?’ She pointed at the top of her right leg.

‘What I would suggest, is let’s start at the feet, since that is what your body is used to and we will work our way up the leg.’

As he worked up each leg, he separated my wife’s robe from the bottom to reveal more and more leg and eventually her wet panties. He spent a lot of time on the back of the knee, and she started to get aroused.

'Sara, you are so very beautiful. Brian is a very lucky man to have you as his wife.'

'I love your hands, Steve, please don't stop,' she barely whispered.

‘Brian, you may want to hold her breasts while I do this because she will want that.’

I started to reach over the robe and hold and caress her breasts, but she undid her robe at the top to expose everything. Once Steve uncovered her body she was only there with her wet panties on.

He caressed and had his hands all over Sara’s legs. She spread out her legs so he could sit in between them and work his magic.

My wife was practically fully exposed for Steve.

He then caressed her around the outline of her panties, so very close to her vagina. He stopped and there eyes met. He went down and kissed her there and massaged her clit. She rubbed his head and pulled him closer. All before they had even kissed.

Without one word he slowly and gently pulled off my wife's panties.

When he was finally done, Steve took her hands in his and asked, ‘how do you feel?’

She sat up, threw her arms around his neck, pulled him close and kissed him with her naked breasts against him.

He pulled her even closer. She then took off his shirt and then undid his pants. Steve looked at me for approval, and I said, treat her well.

He stood up and she sat and the end of the bed.

She pulled off his shorts to reveal a very erect and large member.

I was amazed at how big he was.

'Brian, do you mind sitting in that chair?'

As I went over to the chair, Steve said, 'I could never let my woman do this with another man. You are a gentleman Brian.'

He lay on top of my wife, and she reached down and grabbed him. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, she reached down and positioned him inside her. Steve was taking my beautiful wife.

No condom, no complaints.

I was sitting in an easy chair by the bed. And I couldn’t help but pleasure myself. And I was getting ready to cum.

Then Steve looked over at me, and said, ‘Brian, I don’t really feel comfortable with that..’ Sara looked at me and got very angry.

‘Brian, just go home, and I’ll be along later’. I tried to protest, but she went moved down to him and started performing oral sex on him while looking me. With her free hand, she pointed to the bedroom door.

I was in shock.

She looked at me again, very angry, took his dick out and said, ‘Go!’. She then put it back in her mouth and vigorously went to work on him. .

I went home in a daze. I had to jack off when I got in the car. I jacked off all night long. I had those images in my mind. Steve's cock! So large and beautiful.

Finally I went to sleep.

I woke up about 11. Sara was not there. I looked all over the house. I checked my phone. There was a message: ‘I’m sorry about last night. Steve and I both are…’ She giggled, ‘stop Steve, just give me a minute....’ I hope you are ok. I’ll be home in a little while, Steve!! You are soo baaad….Giggle giggle giggle (click).

That was at 8 am.

I paced around the house, jacked off. Paced some more.

Finally at 1130 they drove up. They came in.

‘Brian, hey, honey, don’t have long, I hope you don’t mind, but Steve and are going to go eat lunch, I just need to change clothes and freshen up.’

She ran by, ‘can I get a kiss, at least?’. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek. ‘Have to hurry, Steve is waiting.’

It felt a little awkward with just Steve and I.

'So how was last night?'

‘Amazing woman you have there. We might have had a little too much fun. I'm really sorry about the send off we gave you.’

Finally Sara came back in her red tea length dress. The one she wears on our dates.

‘Can you zip me up?’

I started towards her.

‘No I want Steve to do it, Steve, zip me up!’

‘Sorry Brian, woman’s orders!’

He zipped her up as she smiled and winked at me. Steve embraced her from behind and cupped her breasts, she turned her head around and kissed him back.

Steve winked at me again.

“Let’s go, Steve! We will be back soon, Brian and will tell you all about it, bye dear!’

Then she came back, ‘i better get another set of clothes and some bathroom things before I go out….’, and then she was gone again.

That was Saturday, I didn’t see them again until 6 pm Sunday night.
She came in the door, ‘Sara, we need to talk…’

Steve came in right behind her, ‘and talk we will.’

What we all agreed to is that Sara would spend the day with Steve and then come to me at night. And that was what we tried. But the first day, Sara didn’t come back.

So we met again, and decided that Sara would spend one week with me and then one week with Steve. Which was not as great, but when the next week came along she never came back.

I wanted to talk to her alone, but they both said that we are all together now, so anything I say with Sara would be ok for Steve to here.

Finally I got to talk to Sara.

‘Yes I still love you Brian, of course, I’m your wife. But Steve and I cannot keep our hands off each other!'

'You don’t know what that’s like, Brian, he is so amazing!’

‘Yes it was amazing with you and it still is. Maybe I just need to spend some time with Steve until we can come out of the clouds. I’m always your wife and will be right here.’

‘Oh, that’s Steve calling, gotta go!’

Eventually their honeymoon settled down, and I got to reclaim Sara. Steve and Sara would continue to see each other for another year. They competed in dance competitions, which allowed them time together on the road. Anytime i went with them, I had to sleep in a different room. It was quite a buzz to have them paraded in front of the public, especially locally, when everyone knew that I was her husband.

Eventually, Steve met a girl and Sara and Steve decided to end their relationship so he could have a wife all his own.

Sara hasn't expressed any interest yet at finding another man, and we are enjoying making up for lost time.

[armyguyot1]

Welcome to the forum LRguy.

[afagehi7]

Well done. Too bad they had to send hubby away but I can understand the hotness in that for most readers. I was actually hoping hubby would catch them.. maybe her blowing him by the pool.

[SamWarrens]

Too bad he didn't get her pregnant.

[LRGuy]

Well done. Too bad they had to send hubby away but I can understand the hotness in that for most readers. I was actually hoping hubby would catch them.. maybe her blowing him by the pool.

I could have gone off at several points in the story. When they were slow dancing, she could have pulled of her robe. I was trying to delay the money shot as long as possible to build up some tension.

Maybe I can include that in another story!

[LRGuy]

Too bad he didn't get her pregnant.

Maybe another time!

[memo5_bebo]

This had the potential to be a complete book not just one post

[LRGuy]

This had the potential to be a complete book not just one post

The first version I wrote out was actually 13 pages long.

[OOAA]

This had the potential to be a complete book not just one post

Agree!!!

I would miss talking between Sara and hubby...., for me is a huge excitement part

[LRGuy]

This had the potential to be a complete book not just one post

Agree!!!

I would miss talking between Sara and hubby...., for me is a huge excitement part

you are right, i didn't develop that much.