No Kissing! (Right?)

“First of all the classic, *no kissing*. That one is obvious.”

“Hmm, hmm. Yeah, absolutely”, Richards hand idly plays with his cock through his boxers.

“Are you even listening or are you already imaging our young *vacation adventure* standing outside?”, Aria motions to the door Willow is waiting behind.

“Of course I’m listening honey, what do you even-“, he looked down and realized what he was doing, “Ok, you got me. I’m really onboard with this. But only if you’re fine with it as well. This is a time we took for us. If you also want this, we can spice things up a little. And if you don’t, I’ll be just as happy.”

Richard tried his most convincing lovey-dovey eyes and with a once in a million chance Aria actually chuckled.

“Ok, ok. Stop the smoozing, we’ll have that threesome. Or multiple… depending how it goes! Where was I… Ah, yes. Let’s lay some ground rules. First: No kissing -”

“On the mouth. We should be specific now to not be sorry later. Rule number two: No jealousy. If you’re busy with her, I won’t be jealous and support you however I can.”

“Yeah and while you fuck her I’ll see where I can *support* you, I get it”, Arias hand joined Richard and stroking his cock, smirking knowingly.

“We are really doing it, aren’t we?”

“We are~”, her tongue glided over her upper lip and leaned down. The couple shared an intimate kiss.

Their hands, still on his cock, speed up. Richards other hand found her Arias back, travelled it down and came to rest on her ass. As their make-out session grew heavier, Richards fingers kneaded her juicy behind and his cock pulsed in need. His wifes talented handiwork and the situation as a whole had him close to bursting. Their lips parted.

“Goddddd Aria, I love you. Come on, stop torturing me and lead her in”, he breathes at her.

“Oh my poor darling. I love you too”, teasingly slow she moves to the door and opens it.