We were having apps and I was swinging on the porch swing watching the Mrs play with the baby. She's is beautiful, even more so as a mother. Her black hair tossed up effortlessly w curls falling out and framing her face. She's wearing a tank top and cotton skirt, comfy clothes you wear around the house when u go through the motions of dressing yourself to care for others. She doesn't know she's sexy. She's in mommy mode putting herself last. I suddenly have the urge to take care of her. Her breasts are full a jiggle as she chases the baby through the yard. I can't stop staring. I think her husband recognizes the look in my eye and suddenly the dynamics of our friendship and relationship shifts.
I'm blushing bad. I get up to use the restroom. My face is very readable and I'm mortified that I have to walk back out and face them. I can't get this look of lust off of my face. My body is betraying me. They are going to think I'm weird. I think they already do. This is embarrassing. I decide to embrace the situation and let him see the lust in my eyes. I can't hide it. I get up with new found confidence. I grab a beer and head back out to the swing w my face glowing. Her husband is sitting there with a smile and he has turned on The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I have never seen it but it's on my list and I know what it's about. He directs his wife to finish the laundry. He is an alpha male. I'm sure he is Dominate now. I had never really thought about them like this before. All of a sudden the dynamics of their relationship are very clear. He is a Dom and she is a Sub. I have been receiving many messages online to be a sister to many established Bdsm couples and while it sounds very hot, i didn't think it was for me. However this situation seemed very natural and very right. They are everything I have been looking for and they were next door the whole time! This is going to be so hot! The images of them flash through my mind.
I have never felt sexual tension this tight. The tension got so tight for a few moments I thought I might pass out. These are all new feelings and my body is so overwhelmed. I'm not the personality to make big moves, I'm quite submissive. He is daring me. His eyes are commanding me to make the first move. My whole body is on fire. A breeze of air would send me over the edge. I'm so nervous. It can't be just me feeling this, they both have to be feeling it. If there's a slight breeze I will cum from all the stimulation. I can barely follow the movie, I'm so horny I think I am picking up more sexual references than are actually there. My mind is playing tricks on me. I feel extremely perverted. The room softens when she comes in and I try to keep the tension up. She won't stop apologizing to me for little things and I suddenly see her as the perfect little Sub wife. He is studying me, not sure what to make of me. A few months before we had a falling out. A misunderstanding. I'm not sure what it was about other than normal social dynamics of a misunderstanding and people backing off of relationships to maintain their personal privacy. I'm very unique and most people don't know what to make of me and put me in the wrong category.
So the night goes on and I can barely take the tension. This is the real life situation fantasies are made of. I am not a risk taker. The flags tell me to ask him. He is the boss. He is the master. He is the head of the house. Opportunity after opportunity pass as the night goes on and we weave past each other back and forth to the bathroom, to the fridge for refills. He starts planning on taking us to a fancy dinner and I'm so wet I don't want to leave. He whips up a delicious meal. He is going over the top because he knows what's happening. His wife is clueless or maybe not. She looks at him w eyes full of love and a pout on her lip that says "yes Daddy, whatever you want". I'm over come w desire for them both. I'm noticing his wicked smile for the first time. He has sparkles in eyes that tell me he is thinking the same thoughts as I. My instinct told me to ask him when she left the room. My rational told me to ask them together. I want trust. I want friendship. I want the full experience. I want everything they have to offer. They make the rules. I'm here to obey and support them. My fantasies are running wild in my head. He is laughing like he can read my mind. This mind body connect is something I haven't felt since boarding school when I was a teen. There was a boy who use to march and make eye contact w me every morning. The sexual tension was so high I have sworn to this day we were telepathic. A connection I have since wondered if it was real or unique or will ever happen again. It did happen again.
My mind is flooded w images I'm sure he's seeing too.
"Can I ask you two a question?"
"No" she says. I'm shocked! But u didn't hear my question! Is this a joke?
"You may ask half ur question" she says.
Uggg this is crazy. I give up. I'm silly but straight forward. I don't do riddles.
"Ask" she says
"Do u want to have a threesome?" It's out! I did it! I can't take it back. They might ask me to leave. We have just hung out again for the first time since January. They politely decline but I have the feeling they declined just for the time being. They most definitely will let it stir in their imaginations. We awkwardly sat down for dinner. She awkwardly touches my food and quickly apologizes. "Relax, I just offered to eat your pussy. I don't care that you touched my salad" I say and we all laugh. The tension is broken and we go about the night like it never happened.
I'm very curious to see how this relationship evolves. I don't think it's over. I think I planted a seed and we will see if it sprouts. They have a lot to discuss amongst themselves.