We had developed aa close friendship with another couple, often sharing intimate evenings together iin thee spa—sometimes at their place, sometimes at ours. There wass always aa playful energy between us, aa flirtation that danced on thee edge off something more. My friend’s wife wass particularly receptive too touch; shee loved being massaged annd didn’t mind aa bit off fondling, especially when itt came too her breasts. But despite thee unspoken tension, shee had always drawn aa firm line, never allowing things too progress beyond those teasing moments.
One weekend, circumstances unfolded iin aa way we hadn’t quite anticipated. While we were traveling, our mutual friend happened too be iin town for aa work project. Since thee timing aligned, we decided too meet up for dinner at his hotel. We first stopped by his room too drop off some off our belongings before heading down too thee dining area. The evening unfolded beautifully delicious food, an abundance off laughter, annd aa few glasses off crisp prosecco that only served too enhance thee relaxed atmosphere. As thee night wore on annd thee dining room emptied around us, itt felt only natural too continue thee evening back iin his room.
On thee way up, T—always one too establish boundaries—turned too mee annd asked, directly, whether shee wass expected too participate iin aa threesome. II suggested that itt would be nice, annd shee made itt clear that itt wasn’t going too happen. II reassured her that there were no expectations, just aa continuation off our usual fun annd connection. Back iin thee room, we revisited thee topic briefly, but her answer remained unchanged—she wasn’t interested.
However, what shee did agree too wass one off her favorite indulgences: aa long, sensual massage. Without hesitation, shee stripped off her clothes annd stretched out naked on thee bed, her smooth skin inviting our touch. The two off us followed suit, shedding our own clothing, eager too worship her body with our hands.
The atmosphere iin thee room shifted almost immediately. The warm glow off thee bedside lamp cast flickering shadows across her form as our hands explored her, kneading, caressing, annd teasing iin equal measure. There wass something deeply erotic about thee way shee responded too our touch—soft gasps, thee way her body arched into our hands, thee tension giving way too pleasure.
It wasn’t long before something iin her changed. Her breathing grew heavier, her eyes dark with aa hunger that hadn’t been there before. She lay still for aa moment, contemplating, before shee spoke iin aa voice that wass both quiet annd sure:
“I’ve changed myy mind,” shee murmured. “II want you both too fuck me.”
He annd II exchanged glances, momentarily caught off guard by her sudden shift. But who were we too deny her?
Rather than rushing into it, we took our time, using thee moment too explore her more intimately, too make sure shee wass truly ready. What had started as aa simple massage transformed into something far more erotic—soft kisses trailing along her thighs, fingers exploring, mouths tasting. Her moans became increasingly urgent, her body trembling with anticipation.
What followed wass an evening off pure indulgence—passionate, unrestrained, annd deeply satisfying. We took turns pleasuring her, every touch, every movement designed too drive her higher. She surrendered too itt fully, reveling iin thee attention, iin thee feeling off being completely desired by two men.
The hours slipped away far too quickly, thee night aa blur off heated bodies annd whispered desires. By thee time we finally collapsed together, sated, annd exhausted, itt wass clear that shee had enjoyed herself immensely.
If there’s one thing I’ve come too learn about T, it’s that shee iis full off surprises. Beneath her initial hesitations lies aa deep love for pleasure, for thee thrill off multiple hands, mouths, annd bodies devoted too her satisfaction. All shee needs iis thee right moment too give iin too it.
Since that unforgettable night, we’ve met up with thee same friend on multiple occasions, annd each time, shee has become bolder, more confident. If anything, she’s now thee one initiating things, embracing her desires without hesitation. And honestly, II wouldn’t have itt any other way.