Chapter 2

Three days passed. Victoria could not stop thinking about their conversation about Frank, about his illness, about the final request of a dying man. Her compassion took over.

Jim knew that was exactly her soft spot. Victoria had a good heart. She was naive and believed in giving people peace in their final days. It was one of the things he loved about her, and one of the things he knew how to gently guide.

On the evening after her shift, Victoria found Jim in the living room. She sat beside him on the couch, her hands folded in her lap, her expression a mix of nervousness and resolve.

"I've been thinking," she began.

Jim set down his book and gave her his full attention. "About Frank?"

She nodded. "I can't stop thinking about him. About what he's going through. Dying alone, with no family, no one to care for him." Her voice caught slightly. "And his final request... it broke my heart."

Jim waited, letting her speak at her own pace.

"I want to help him," she said quietly. "I want to give him peace before he goes. If that means granting his final request... then I'm willing to do it. Together with you."

She looked at him, her eyes searching for reassurance.

"But I'm nervous," she admitted. "I've never done anything like this before. I don't know what to expect. I don't know if I'll be able to..."

Jim took her hands in his, squeezing them gently. "I'll be with you the whole time. We'll do this together. You're not alone in this, Victoria. We're a team."

She let out a shaky breath. "You really think this is the right thing to do?"

"I think giving a dying man his final wish is one of the kindest things a person can do," Jim said. "And I think you're the kindest person I know. We're doing something good for a good man. There's nothing wrong with that."

Victoria nodded slowly, drawing strength from his words.

Jim continued, his voice calm and steady. "Maybe we start with just spending some time with him. The three of us together. No pressure. Just talk and get comfortable. See how it feels."

Victoria considered this. "That sounds... manageable."

"And if at any point you want to stop, we stop," Jim added firmly. "No questions asked. You're in control the whole time."

Jim knew he couldn't tell Frank that Victoria thought he was dying, Frank would back off immediately. He also couldn't risk Victoria asking Frank about his illness, which he obviously didn't have.

“In any case, under no circumstances you can tell Frank you knew about his illness. Frank had specifically asked me not to tell anyone. he needs to believe we were simply a nice, open-minded couple who genuinely enjoyed his company.”

"Ok," Victoria replied

Victoria leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder. "When should we talk to Frank?"

Jim stroked her hair thoughtfully. "I'll invite him over this weekend. We can have dinner together, the three of us. Nothing more than that. Just a chance to be together, to let him know we care about him."

Victoria nodded against his chest. "Okay. That sounds good."

"I also think we should take it easy. One step at a time. We don't need to rush into anything. We can move at whatever pace feels comfortable for you."

Victoria looked at him. "One step at a time? How?"

"Look, Victoria, it's our first time doing something like this. We can't expect to go all the way. And I'm also not sure Frank is actually ready for this after being a widower for so long.”

“So what are you suggesting?" Victoria asked.

“I think we should sit in the living room, watch a movie, and when you feel comfortable, you can slowly give us both a hand job; no sex, it’s only a hand job, not such a big deal.”

Victoria sat quietly for a minute. Jim could see her running the scene through her mind, imagining how it would unfold. Eventually, she spoke.

"Okay," she said. "But only a hand job."

"Yes," Jim replied.

They sat together in the quiet of the evening, Victoria's kind heart finally at ease with the decision she had made. Jim held her close, a quiet satisfaction settling in his chest.

The next morning, Jim texted Frank to stop by the house at two o'clock while Victoria was still at her shift.

When Frank arrived, Jim led him to the patio and offered him a seat. Frank looked anxious, his cap in his hands as usual.

"So?" Frank asked. "Did you talk to her?"

Jim nodded. "She agreed."

Jim leaned forward. "There's something else. I told her we need to take things slowly. One step at a time. She's nervous; this is all new to her. So we're going to start small."

"Small?" Frank asked.

"I'm going to invite you to dinner on Friday night," Jim said. "The three of us. We'll eat together, talk, and get comfortable. After dinner, we'll sit in the living room and watch a movie."

Frank nodded, listening carefully.

"If things go well," Jim continued, "maybe she'll feel comfortable enough to sit close to you. Maybe she'll jerk you off, Let her set the pace. No pressure. No expectations. We let things unfold naturally. But from what I know of my wife, once she feels comfortable and safe, she'll open up. She just needs time."

Frank stood up, "Ok."

"One more thing," Jim said. "Since it would be awkward if Victoria knew that you were coming specifically for this, I decided not to tell her that we had a conversation about my condition. As far as she's concerned, you're just invited for dinner because we're kind people who enjoy your company, and if a sexual activity happens, it will come as a surprise to you. Got it?"

Frank nodded. "Got it. Just a nice dinner between friends."

"Exactly," Jim said.

Jim walked him to the gate; Frank got into his truck and drove off. Jim watched him go, a satisfied smile on his face.

“Two birds with one stone," Jim thought to himself.

Neither knew the full truth, and neither needed to.

All that remained was to bring them together and let nature take its course.

Friday arrived sooner than expected.

Victoria had chosen a simple but flattering dress, soft fabric that hugged her curves without being too revealing.

"You look beautiful," Jim said.

Victoria blushed. "Thank you."

At six o'clock, the doorbell rang. Victoria took a deep breath, and Jim opened the door.

Frank stood on the doorstep, dressed in his best shirt, holding a small bouquet of flowers. He looked nervous but clean-shaven and presentable.

"Come in," Jim said warmly, clapping him on the shoulder. "You didn't have to bring flowers."

Frank held them out toward Victoria. "For you. Thank you for having me."

Victoria's face lit up with genuine surprise and pleasure. "Frank, they're lovely. Thank you."

She took the flowers and went to put them in water. Jim led Frank into the living room.

The evening unfolded smoothly. Dinner was warm and comfortable. Victoria had made a delicious dish, Frank ate with appreciation, complimenting her cooking more than once.

During dinner, Jim made sure to keep Victoria ‘s glass of wine full , he knew it would make her more easy and relaxed.

They talked about simple things: the garden, the weather, Frank's work, and Victoria's residents at the retirement home. Jim kept the conversation light, steering clear of anything heavy or emotional, and he could see her relaxing as the meal went on.

After dinner, they moved to the living room , at this stage, Victoria already had two full glasses of wine, and she was fully relaxed.

Jim picked a movie, something easy, nothing too intense. He sat on the couch with Frank while Victoria sat in the middle.

The movie began, and about ten minutes in, Victoria shifted on the couch, moving slightly closer to Jim.

Jim glanced at her and gave her a smile as if to say he is with her and she can start.

Then, slowly, she reached over and placed her hand on Jim's crotch and started rubbing his dick.

At first, Frank was not paying attention, but after a minute, when Victoria pulled out Jim’s dick from his pants, Frank could not ignore it anymore.

Frank remained still, letting her make the first move.

Victoria looked at him and smiled softly. She reached over and started to rub Frunks’ crotch while continuing to give her husband a hand job.

Frank got excited and aroused , his dick started to stiffen inside his pants.

Victoria was fully relaxed from the wine she had drunk and slowly started to unzip Frunk's pants.

Frank assisted her; he lowered his pants, revealing a massive 11-inch black dick.

Victoria stopped for a second; it was the first time in her life she saw such a huge dick.

At that point, Jim had also lowered his pants while Victoria continued to handjob him; she could not remove her eyes from Frunk’s huge dick.

Frunk’s dick was fully erect now; Victoria reached her soft hand on his massive dick and started stroking it.

She was hypnotized by the sight of his dick, as if there were nothing connected to it, and did not pay attention to Frunk or Jim at that moment.

Jim got very excited by the sight of his own wife handjobbing a Black man’s dick; it was exactly his fantasy, and he wanted to see more.

He wanted to see Victoria sucking Frunk’s dick, but he knew she was not ready yet, so he placed his hand on Victoria's shoulder and pulled her toward his own crotch so she could suck him.

Jim knew that once Victoria sucked his dick, it probably would be much easier for her to suck Frunk’s also.

Victoria was a good cocksucker; she knew the job very well. She also got excited and sucked Jim harder and harder while continuing to handjob Frunk.

After several minutes Jim pulled Victoria's head from his dick, letting her decide the next step.

Victoria turned her head toward Frunk’s dick; she held it in her hand and started sucking him without hesitation.

Fruck's dick filled her mouth; it felt hard and warm, and she got so excited that she stopped handjobbing her husband and focused only on Frunk’s black dick.

Jim shifted aside, letting Victoria suck his gardener's dick while he jerked off on them.

After several minutes of sucking, Victoria got on her knees while Frunk was standing above holding her head and fucking her mouth.

Jim was so aroused that he almost climaxed , he knew he could not hold it much longer as it looked like a scene from a porn movie.

Jim stood up and approached them; Victoria started to suck them both for several more minutes.

Jim looked at his beautiful wife sucking both of them, he could not hold it any more.

He started stroking his dick; Frank did the same. They both were about to explode on Victoria’s face.

At that moment Victoria recalled what Jim told her (“his final request is to experience something wild before he dies. ”)

“I am sure Frunk never experienced cumming on a woman's face," she thought to herself.

While on her knees , Victoria looked at Frunk and siad , “Cum on my face, baby.",

She opened her mouth, letting them both shoot their load on her.

Both men were so excited that they came hard all over Victoria’s face and mouth.

Once they finished, Victoria got up and went to take a shower while Jim and Frunk were resting on the couch.

Frunk looked at Jim and said, “One step at a time haa”, Jim looked back at him and laughed.

“Yes , One step at a time.”