Intimate moment by the fire

Phoebe smiles at me. “I’m really content right now. Let’s just enjoy this night.”

She pulls back on her black top and yoga pants. I take a seat by the fire. She joins me by sitting in my lap. She’s the perfect fit. Her soft ass presses onto my thighs. Her head nuzzles against my neck. My wife could never sit comfortably in my lap like this. I can feel her smile radiating from her face as we watch the crackling fire.

I say, “This is the sweetest you've ever been to me. I should’ve gone down on you sooner.”

She combs her hand through my hair, and looks into my eyes. “I’m sorry if I’ve been cruel to you over the years. If I know you had a tongue like that, I would’ve dropped Joey fat ass a long time ago. Please don’t let this be the last time we do this.”

She’s totally serious. She doesn’t want this to be a one night thing. And honestly I don’t want it to be the last time either. I’m enjoying this soft side of Phoebe.

I ask, “How are we going to work that out? Propose an open relationship?”

“If your wife and my husband are having fun right now, they may be down.”

This dream isn’t going to work out. I say, “We live so far away from each other.”

“We can meet one weekend a month. We can take the kids out on play dates. We can hold hands and you can kiss me in public. No one will know we’re not married to each other.”

I imagine visiting the zoo together. Joey coping generous feels of Monica’s ass. Phoebe saying she left the diaper bag in the car. We have a quickie in the backseat. It’s not realistic but it could work. Phoebe would provide the sexual release that Monica hasn’t the last year.

I hug Phoebe against me. I don’t want this to be the last night. I want this to be the first night. I say, “Let’s do it.”

“Really?” She’s so excited. “Should we ask our spouses if they’re down, or should we just plan the play date and see what happens?”