Monica, Simon and Katie

Part 3

A Successful Threesome

‘BP Tuesday?’ came the text from Katie

‘Not tomorrow. We might have a different surprise’ I texted back.

‘I love a surprise’ came back with a winking happy face emoji.

Simon was going to be home the next day and I thought two girls with butt plugs would send the wrong message. He was flying to a conference in the afternoon and so would be around the house on Tuesday morning.

When Katie bundled through the back door the next morning, Simon was helping with Teddy in the kitchen. He was sitting at the table, a cup of coffee in front of him, coaxing Teddy to eat Cheerios.

“Simon!” said Katie. “This is a surprise!”

She put her stuff down and went over and offered her hand. He took it and, as I had all those weeks ago, kissed the back of her hand in a gentlemanly way.

“Do you always look this good in the morning?” Simon asked with a smile.

“Well, I do what I can…” she answered.

I was watching all this from the sink. She did look good. She had on a snug fitting, short tee shirt dress in pale purple that was cut up on the sides. With the cork wedge sandals she was displaying her dancer’s legs to great effect. I detected that under the dress she had on a bra. This was unusual. It wasn’t much of a bra though. She didn’t need the support and it didn’t conceal her perky nipples.

It was one of the rare occasions I ever saw Katie slightly off balance. She was grinning at Simon and taking him it. He was freshly showered, shaved and combed but he was dressed down in athletic shorts and a sleeveless Bulls jersey. Imagining the tableau through Katie’s eyes, I was momentarily ‘proud of my man’. Those shoulders…

“And good morning to you too, Monica.”

“And to you, Katie,” I returned with a wink.

I dried my hands, picked up my cup and said,

“Its off to the salt mines for me. With two against one, you guys should be able to manage our little beast there.”

Teddy was clearly thrilled with the change of routine.

I was still in my bathrobe. I headed first to the bedroom to change. “Hmm. Tee-shirt dress,” I thought. I found an old black one way back in the closet. It, too, was rather short but not very tight. To save a little time now and maybe later too, I omitted anything under the dress. I did add a belt to make it look less like I was wearing a sack. A few minutes in front of the mirror and I was off to the office.

Most of the time, I had no trouble concentrating on work. This morning, I just had some routine tasks to do: reading mail, billing, checking on this and that. But today it was a little noisier than usual in the other part of the house. I was distracted by the laughing and merriment I was missing out on. Finally, I heard the doorbell and Teddy was off on his playdate. And I could go out to my playdate.

Simon and Katie were sitting on the couch, chatting amiably, I saw. I quietly wandered in and sat next to Katie. There wasn’t much room between her and the end of the couch but I squeezed in anyway. She pretended to ignore me and I didn’t interrupt.

“Why Denver?” she asked Simon.

“The CEO has a vacation home in the mountains and he uses these meetings as an excuse. And probably some kind of tax write off. It actually works for me. It’s a wonderful place, great environment, really a change of setting. Encourages a fresh perspective.”

With Katie’s attention focused on Simon, I sort of snuggled in on her other side. I put my arm along the back of the sofa behind her head. This caused my boob to press against her upper arm. I draped my free hand casually on her lovely, exposed thigh and let it run slowly up and down from her knee to the hem of her little dress. She leaned her head back against my arm but otherwise pretended to ignore my presence.

“Sounds like fun. Do you stay at his place?”

“No. There are about 10 or 12 of us and he puts us up in a nice hotel nearby. Ski resort, off season. He’ll feed us a couple very nice dinners though.

“Of course, I’ll miss my family terribly,” he added for my benefit.

She turned to me, “Oh, Monica, I didn’t notice you there,” she lied.

I put in, “You aren’t thinking of running off to Colorado with my husband are you?”

“Alas, no. But you should go! It would be a wonderful getaway.”

Simon said, “Un-uh. No spouses or sweethearts allowed. Sorry.”

“He doesn’t sound all that sorry, does he,” I said to Katie. “Maybe he’d be reassured if you came by to visit after school. You know, just to keep me company.”

By now, I was running my hand back and forth, across both her thighs, tracing the hem of her dress. My fingers may have also been nudging the hem higher on her legs as they went by. I leaned in and put my lips to her ear.

I whispered, “Nothing formal. We could dress really casual.”

She drew her head back and smiled excitedly. “How casual could we dress?” she said aloud. “Like not dress at all?”

“Well, whatever you’re comfortable with,” I said.

I glanced past Katie to Simon. He was watching our interchange with an amused expression.

He put in, “Hey, listen. I want you girls to be comfortable. Don’t change your routine just because I happen to be here.”

Katie looked back at me and said, “Well I am getting kind of tired of this dress.”

She grabbed the hem which was now pretty far up her thighs and flapped it up a down as if it were in the way.

I said, “Well, maybe if it’s in the way…”

“Yeah,” she said and abruptly stood as if coming to a new resolution.

Still facing away from the couch, she lifted the dress up and off, leaving Simon and me to gawk in surprise. What an impulsive little sprite she was!

Simon and I, still seated, watched as she carefully folded her dress and bent at the waist to place it on the coffee table. Simon was dumbfounded in a way I had never seen before. His jaw actually dropped!

She sat back down, fanned her face in mock relief and said. “Whew! That’s better.”

She was wearing a plum-colored bra that consisted of two little triangles of thin fabric stretched taut over her nipples. A tiny matching thong completed her ‘ensemble’.

Katie next turned to me and said, “Well, now I feel underdressed. Monica aren’t you suffocating in that?”

In a stage whisper I responded, “I have a small confession: I’m not wearing anything underneath it.”

“Oh,” she said. She pinched some fabric at my breast and caught my nipple in the process. “I see. I’m not going to call you a slut in front of your husband but if the shoe fits…”

I laughed and pinched her nipple through the thin bra. “Bitch!” I said.

Simon was watching all this mutely.

Katie turned to him and said, “Ya know, the Bulls had a terrible season. I think you could at least lose this jersey.”

He looked down and said, “Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

He leaned forward, stripped off the jersey and flung it over onto the floor.

“I’m not putting that thing on again till they’re at least at 50%.”

Katie gave him a high-five and said, “That’s the spirit!”

Although Simon’s hair was black, it was fine and not too abundant. And his morning workouts in the garage kept his torso flat, smooth and trim. All except for a bump forming in the front of his athletic shorts.

“Geez, Monica, your husband is a well-formed specimen. I’m not sure it’s safe to let him go all the way to Colorado on his own. He might get stolen.”

“Oh, he’ll be ok,” I said. “I gave him a safety whistle for his keychain. In case he gets into trouble….”

She rubbed his bicep and said, “He may need it soon….”

Simon put in, “Katie, I doubt there are any women like you in Colorado.”

He rolled toward her a little bit and put a hand on her thigh.

“Well, you never know…” she said mildly.

Simon glanced over and looked in my eyes. I returned his look and nodded almost imperceptibly.

It seemed almost as if he took a big breath before diving in. He bent his head down and kissed Katie gently on the lips. She crossed her legs capturing his hand between her thighs, turned her face to him and kissed him back. This time with a little more purpose, more intention.

I sat there watching and wondering and sorting through my feelings. As far as I knew, this was the first time Simon had kissed another woman in our married life. But it wasn’t just another woman. It was Katie, with whom I had some kind of bond. Sexual, sisterly, conspiratorial, friendship, mutual appreciation. Love?

But I couldn’t credit the scenario where Simon says, “Sorry, Monica, but Katie and I are moving to Colorado. You take care, now.” It just didn’t have any traction.

So, I stopped wondering.

Their kissing was interrupted when I stood, stripped off my tee shirt, folded it and laid it on the coffee table as Katie had.

Katie said to Simon, “She wasn’t kidding. She was nekkid under there.”

I turned to them and said, “What do you mean. I’m not naked. I have sandals on. Duh!”

I shuffled past them and kicked the sandals away and said, “Well, maybe now…”

I sat down so Simon was sandwiched between me and Katie.

Katie was trailing her fingers around Simon’s chest.

“How is it this old guy is in such good condition?” she posed.

“Good maintenance and regular service,” I said. “Every morning at the gym out in the garage.”

“And who provides the service?”

I raised my hand in admission. “So far…” I added.

She continued feeling his pecs and abs and said, “Well, it’s clearly working.”

I reached over and my hand mimicked Katie’s, feeling up my husband. But I reached lower down running my little finger under the elastic waistband of his shorts. His dick was pretty obvious under the thin fabric. I ran my hand further and further down inside his pants, into his well-groomed pubic hair.

Katie had stopped fondling and was watching what I was doing. I pulled his stretchy waistband away from his abdomen and down giving her a glimpse of his junk.

“Nice maintenance!” She said.

Soon, both Katie and I had a hand inside Simon’s shorts. I was holding his firm cock and Katie was exploring his other things. Simon had stretched his arms out and draped them across each of our shoulders. He watched our ministrations for a little while and then his eyes fell closed.

“Thanks for helping with the service,” I said with a chuckle.

“My pleasure,” she replied with a wide smile.

“I think he’s still overdressed though,” I said.

Katie and I both stood up and each took one of Simon’s hands and hauled him up off the couch. Then we each squatted down and pulled his shorts down to his ankles. His dick sprung free, like a switchblade and bobbed around the horizontal. He stepped out of his flip-flops and shorts and we tossed them aside. I gestured for him to lie down.

Katie and I moved together, side by side. I put an arm over her shoulder and she put hers around my waist. We looked down at Simon like he was a banquet laid out for two hungry diners.

“This may be too much,” Katie said to me.

I Kissed her and said, “You may be right. But one bite at a time….”

Wordlessly we moved the coffee table and footwear out of the way. I hooked a finger under her bra below her tits. She looked at me and nodded. Then she shed the bra and thong.

Facing Simon, I fondled her breast and pinched her pointy nipple and gave a knowing nod as if to say, “Not bad, huh.”

His eyes shifted back and forth from mine to Katie’s and he breathed, “Oh, baby….”

By way of a little show, Katie and I kissed long and passionately. It felt as good as ever.

We stopped and looked down at Simon to see what he thought. He was laying there with his hands behind his head, his dick laying on his well-groomed pubic patch pointing toward his belly.

“You girls are so beautiful!” he said with obvious feeling.

Facing Simon, I said, “Ya think so?” I lifted my foot off the floor and propped it on the edge of the couch, letting my knee swing wide. Beside me, Katie saw what I had done and did the same with her opposite leg. So now, Simon had a perfect view of two rather damp pussies.

“Oh, baby…” he repeated as if lost in a dream. His cock bobbed up like a dog sitting up for a treat.

With my left arm draped over Katie’s shoulder and her arm still around my waist, my right hand returned to her chest. She was smiling vaguely at Simon as I ran my hand around her little mounds and ratcheted my fingers across her nipples. Her nipples were magnificently erect as was usual for her.

While doing this, I tucked my head in and kissed her neck below her ear.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she giggled.

I let my hand wander down her belly and my fingers danced around her smooth tender mound. I checked and Simon was watching with fascination. I ran my fingers along her folds and crevices. She responded by sliding her foot a little further along the edge of the couch and swinging her leg a little wider.

Now I could take her protruding inner lips between a thumb and forefinger and tug. They stretched impressively and I hoped Simon appreciated the view.

At last, I reached my middle finger to the back of her pussy and dragged it forward separating her lips. Sure enough, she was wet and slippery. I wondered if Simon could see some glistening.

I slowly started rubbing my finger from her wet opening up to her clit and back.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she said, this time more of a murmur.

Simon rolled toward us slightly and reached out a hand and placed it on the inside of Katie’s thigh. He started to rub it up and down as my hand was working at her crotch. I took his hand and guided it to where mine had been and he took over massaging. He was on his own now. I moved my hand back to her breast and lightly flicked her nipple.

Katie seemed fine with all this attention as she watched us.

“A tag-team, huh? I should have expected it…” she said. We all chuckled.

I took her arm from my waist and placed her hand on her breast in case she wanted to take over where I left off. Then I crouched down beside the couch. I dragged my hand down her back and grabbed a handful of butt-cheek.

I had a pretty good view of the action from here and I saw Simon had gotten his other hand into the picture. He slid it up her leg and his thumb had disappeared into her. He was now working her clit with his other thumb and the pace was picking up.

“Unh, unh, unh,” came from Katie in rhythm to his hands.

With nothing else to do, I reached out and took hold of Simon’s cock. It was a little surreal: Katie’s butt in one hand and Simon’s unit in the other.

I found that Simon had been oozing his own slippery juice for some time and the head of his dick was plenty wet. So, I started stroking. With my hand on her ass, I could feel her hips thrusting slightly. I tried to match the rhythm Simon and Katie were engaged in.

I asked Katie, “Will you be able to come like that?”

“Oh, yeah!” both Katie and Simon answered

“Well, alright then…” I said and continued to keep up with the rhythm.

As this went on, the pace picked up gradually. I saw Katie’s eyes were closed now and she was twisting a nipple with each hand. At some point, I could feel the motion of her ass was becoming less voluntary and had sort of a spasm to it.

Simon, while working away with his hands, had started some hip movement of his own.

As sort of an assistant to the action, I wondered how close these two were. But I didn’t have to wonder for long.

Katie’s cries increased and her rhythm turned to a shudder and she let out a long wail. She dropped her raised foot back to the floor, fell forward and supported herself with her hands on the back of the couch, arching over Simon, breathing hard.

Simon stopped with his hands at her pussy and just rested one palm against her leg. He closed his eyes as I kept stroking. I got up on my knees, leaned over and drooled a bunch of saliva on his cock and kept stroking. It was way slippery now and he let go.

“Ahhhh,” he said urgently, still with his eyes closed as his hips started bucking and cum jetted up to his chest and a few squirts landed on his belly. I pulled the skin of his dick toward the root with some force, slowing for the last few strokes.

“Ahhhh,” he said again, this time in relaxation.

I continued stroking more gently and milked his softening prong.

Katie, still arched over Simon, watched all this with interest.

“Nice shootin’, Tex!” she said. “But I’m about to collapse here.”

She got herself standing back up, turned around and lowered her butt to the couch while getting Simon to raise his head so she could slide under it. She wound up sitting stretched out at the end of the couch, her head lolling back, and Simon’s head pillowed on her thigh. They looked quite restful, peaceful.

I got up, went to the kitchen and came back with a couple of towels and a bottle of water.

I gave a towel to Katie and she mopped her brow then hoisted her hip up and tucked the towel under her to protect the upholstery — if it wasn’t too late. Then I handed her the open bottle and she drank gratefully.

I then took the other towel and mopped at Simon’s chest. I got some of it sopped up but basically he was basted in semen from his collar bone to his pubic bone. Oh well, it would dry.

Katie then tried to hold the bottle to his lips like a battlefield casualty. He played his part and drank a little.

“Thanks, Nurse,” he said wryly.

I got Simon to lift his legs so I could sit. Katie was at one end with his head in her lap and I had his legs across my lap. I laid my head back and we all rested peacefully for a few minutes.

Katie said, “Ya know, Simon, Vanna over there was very helpful in the last round of play. Maybe we should reward her somehow.”

“You mean like a medal? A cash prize? A new car?”

“Well, I was thinking more like a hearty handshake. A warm hug maybe.”

“Yeah,” he said, “Some caresses. Just to let her know she’s appreciated.”

“Exactly!” Katie agreed.

“I like the sound of this,” I put in.

At this, Katie gave Simon’s head a bit of a lift and said, “Get out of the way, you.”

He sat up and swung his legs to the floor.

“Come over here, Vanna,” Katie said patting the couch next to her.

I got up, sidestepped past Simon’s knees and sat between them.

Katie turned toward me, extended her hand and announced, “Simon and I wanted to thank you for your service.”

Playing along, I took her hand and we shook briefly. But then she leaned in and kissed me quite passionately for several moments. I kissed her back and felt the familiar stirring in my middle.

Katie sat back and said, “Simon…”

He turned to me and offered his hand as she had. I took it and he also leaned in and kissed me with real feeling.

He said, “Babe, this is great. This is wonderful. I don’t know what else to say. I love you so much!”

I turned my head to see what Katie thought of this display. She was looking on and smiling broadly.

While the novelty of the situation had my head spinning, I also felt the excitement of being tucked in between wonderful naked people.

As if to emphasize the fact, Simon leaned in and kissed me some more as he put his hand to my breast and started massaging. Katie, not to be left out, leaned over and started kissing my shoulder while her hand played with my other breast.

I laced my fingers behind my head and leaned it back against the couch cushion. I closed my eyes and let these two lovers have their way with my boobs. Hands and lips and teeth. I was struck by the realization that this was the first time in my life I had had two different people making love to me at the same time. Amazing. Thrilling. ‘Compare and Contrast’ went through my mind as these two familiar but different touches were lavished on my chest. It excited me to imagine what other differences might be coming up.

I took my hands from behind my head and put one behind each of the heads at my chest I squeezed them to me briefly, possessively then rested my hands on two very different sets of shoulders.

While lips and teeth were ravishing my tits, hands, small and large, wandered down the front. Ribs, belly, the crease between my abdomen and thigh. Katie slid her hand around below my thigh and lifted. She raised my thigh up till my knee was up in the air and then leaned forward and kissed my knee. She guided my foot to rest on the edge of the couch between her legs.

With one hand resting on top of my knee, her closer hand slid down the inside of my thigh, little by little.

Simon, meanwhile, was observing this and apparently thought it was a good idea and mimicked Katie’s maneuver. So, I wound up, sitting slouched on the couch, feet propped on the edge pretty far apart. Hands were sliding further up my thigh, tickling their way toward my pussy which I must admit, was waiting eagerly.

Since all this focus had moved lower, I sat passively and idly played with my nipples while my “lovers” poked around down there.

“Uh…” Katie murmured.

She found her towel and gestured to me to lift my butt. She slid the towel under me and said, “The upholstery, you know…”

What a conscientious nanny we had.

I felt her fingers at my pussy lips. She brought them up and they were glistening with my juice.

She said, “None too soon for that towel…”

I said, “Thank you, Sweetie.”

She looked at me intently and then licked her fingers as if they had chocolate all over them.

Simon, meanwhile, was running fingertips all around my inner thighs, abdomen and pussy. Watching this display of wetness, he then slipped a finger between my lips slid it up and down.

“Hmm, I see what you mean…” he commented.

Katie’s hand returned to my bottom and she and Simon took turns running a finger up my slit, once around my clit and back down. This was another wonderful, novel sensation. Like, mindblowing.

“Ooh. Ooh,” I intoned at each lap around my clit.

I don’t know how they choreographed it but next Katie was focusing on slow clit massage and Simon was inserting a finger or two into my vagina.

Katie kept at my clit from the top while her other hand went around to my bottom. Then, she and Simon were taking turns putting fingers inside me, first some bigger ones then some smaller ones. A rhythm was starting to develop in sync with the clit-circling.

The rhythm was broken when a whole bunch of fingers went in all at the same time. Wow! Simon and Katie were grinning at each other as their fingers wriggled around inside my vagina. The sensation was strange but the idea of fingers from two peoples’ hands in me was way erotic.

I closed my eyes and savored the moment. It seemed like they were each tugging just a little from their opposite sides, stretching me open in a pleasant sort of way.

Then Katie abruptly withdrew her hands from my pubic patch and sat up.

“I need a taste,” she said, “right now.” She wasn’t looking for permission.

And with that she slithered down off the couch to the floor and crawled around to face my bottom and started licking my cunt. As she had on numerous other occasions. This was familiar territory for me and Katie but it was new for Simon: seeing another woman make oral love to his wife.

He sat watching intently with his hand still draped across my upraised knee. I looked at him wondering how he would react when I noticed that his dick was again showing signs of interest. It was about half up. I shifted just a little and was able to get a good hold on his unit which I began fondling and stroking.

He looked at me and I at him. Our faces held no expression but our eyes communicated complete agreement: this was fun!

As his cock got back to full attention, I wanted a taste of my own.

“Alright,” I announced. My two partners looked at me a little surprised and concerned.

“If we’re having a threesome, maybe we need a little stage direction.”

Katie sat back, Simon sat up. They looked at me expectantly and I unfolded my legs and got up off the couch. I handed them the water bottles and went to get the blanket from the other room.

I spread it on the floor. I took Katie by the hands and help hoist her up off the floor. I put my arms around her and kissed her sweetly.

“You lie down on your back right here, please.”

She laid down on the blanket.

I went to Simon and hoisted him up off the couch. I embraced him and kissed him sweetly too.

“You stand right here,” I said and positioned him just above Katie’s head.

She laughed and said, “An interesting perspective of your junk there, Simon.”

“Don’t laugh. You’re right in the line of fire,” he said and grabbed himself and made as if to squirt.

I said, “My knees may regret this tomorrow but I have to give it a try.”

And with that I stood over Katie’s head and carefully squatted down.

“Wait a sec,” I said and went and got a throw pillow and helped Katie get it under her head.

“This could work…,” she put it.

I again squatted over her lowering my pussy right to her face.

She said, “Monica, you’re so wet, I hope I don’t drown.”

But she started licking and lapping and sucking and I bobbed a little with tingling and shivering.

“Mmm, this is working,” I said.

Then I put my hands on the outside of Simon’s hard muscular thighs and got a line on his big prong pointing at my face. Holding onto him helped me manage my position for Katie’s access. And she was making the most of it.

“Mmm,” I said again.

Then I captured the head of Simon’s cock in my mouth and lazily licked and sucked. I knew what got him going and I didn’t want to go too far too fast. He was fine with it and rested his hands on top of my head without grabbing or thrusting.

“Mmm, mmm, mmm,” he said.

Katie’s hands were at my butt with one thumb either side of my puss, stroking my lips while her lips were nipping at my clit. As with sixty-nine, the challenge was splitting my concentration, top and bottom. But I gradually found a rhythm of small movements back and forth over Katie’s mouth and back and forth on Simon’s dick.

This felt really good and after a while, I thought to ease up. Also, my knees were starting to complain.

I said, “Hey, Katie, you want some of this?”

I slid toward her chest so she could see up in front of me where I was holding Simon’s cock.

“Yes, please!” she replied.

I carefully stood and stepped aside as Katie eagerly got to her knees and took over sucking Simon’s dick. She was obviously familiar with the task and Simon’s expression showed his appreciation.

And I watched as my husband got a blowjob from our nanny. Unbelievable!

I got down on my knees and put one hand on Katie’s shoulder and the other on Simon’s ass in a gesture of encouragement. I had a close-up view of the action and she gave me a sidelong glance. But she didn’t miss a stroke and took his manhood deep into her mouth. I was impressed.

I smiled and said, “So, Simon, is she doing ok?” I asked.

“I’m not…uh…judging any contest here…uh…but…uh…she’s…great!”

To Katie, I said, “Do you think we could do any good together?”

She pulled her head back, held his dick with her hand, moved sideways on her knees and said, “We could try.”

As a place to start, I kissed her. We moved our heads sideways till there was a penis trying to get into our mouths. We wound up each kissing opposite sides of the thing as we moved slowly down and back. Our tongues were feeling their way along the underside as our lips were wetly affixed to the moving piston.

Simon was looking down. This was something only a man could experience so I could only imagine the sight he was taking in: two willing babes sharing his cock.

Katie and I made a little adjustment so that she was moving one way, up his dick as I was moving down. When one of us got to the head end we took the whole head in our mouth and gave a good suck. Then let the head go and started back toward the root as the other of us made it to his head.

“Ahhhh…you girls are amazing!” came from above us.

I was afraid an eruption was just around the corner. I wanted to postpone that so I slowed down and backed away. Katie caught the drift and did the same.

As we all receded from that peak, I said, “Katie, would it be ok if my husband fucked you now?”

She grinned and said, “I bet it would be great.”

I turned to Simon and said, “Simon, would you like to fuck our nanny?”

He grinned too and said, “How could I refuse?”

I said to both of them, “Ok but you have to do something first. You have to make me come.”

“Sure,” they said in unison.

Simon looked at Katie and said, “How do you want us to do it?”

“Any way you like!” I said.

Katie got to her feet, handed Simon and me a water bottle and said, “I’ll be right back.”

She went down the hall and returned a minute later and I realized she had visited the box in the closet. She was carrying a favorite dildo in both hands, like a presentation sword.

“I think I can do some good with this,” she announced.

“I’m sure of it,” I agreed.

I laid on my back on the floor, feet flat on the blanket, knees up. I reached my arms toward Simon and said, “C’mere, Honey.”

He got down on his knees at my shoulder and bent to kiss me. I took his hand and guided it to my breasts. He got the message and began playing with them.

Katie, meanwhile, was positioning herself at my lower half. The dildo, a solid purple thing with a pair of balls at the far end, was kind of heavy. She used it as a club and gave me little taps on my knees, my thighs, my belly, my ass. She was getting it ever closer to my pussy as if to build anticipation. It was working. I couldn’t wait to feel the thing poking at my opening.

Finally she was dragging the dildo up and down my labia and I could sense the wetness, the slipperiness. She used it to nudge my clit at one end and my asshole at the other. I wanted to tell her to put it in me but instead I just spread my legs farther apart as sort of an invitation.

I lay there, completely trusting, completely enjoying the attentions of these two loving people. I was also completely buzzing with sexuality.

Simon was kissing and sucking my tits with his mouth and pinching and squeezing with his hands.

Katie got her other hand involved and was starting to work on my clit as the head of the dildo started pressing into me. It didn’t take much effort. I felt like my pussy wanted to gobble it in. With one steady slow push, it was in till I could feel the balls at my ass.

“Ohhh…” I breathed. That was satisfying.

Slowly at first, the thing was moving in and out. All the way out and then all the way in.

“Ohhh…” I repeated at each thrust.

Meanwhile Katie was synchronizing her other hand to trigger my clitoris. She really knew me by now and was leading me like and orchestra to a grand finale.

It didn’t take much before I was bucking and shuddering. I raised my legs in the air and contracted my toes.

And I came.

“Ohhhhhh!” I screamed. Simon gave one good hard squeeze of my boobs as if to punctuate the sentiment. Katie gave one good hard thrust of the dildo into me and covered my pubic mound with her other hand, easing off from my clit. All my muscles tensed spasmodically a few times. The tension gradually diminished and I went limp. I found I was panting and damp with perspiration. But I also had a deep sense of relief and satisfaction.

I straightened my legs and lay there recovering. Simon and Katie removed their hands from me and sat back. The dildo was gone too.

I opened my eyes for the first time in quite a while. Simon and Katie smiled down at me.

I smiled back and said, “Don’t even ask. I think that was a new personal best.”

“We aim to please,” Katie said.

I patted the blanket on either side of me and said, “Come here, you two.”

They each made their way to my side and lay down next to me. They each lay facing me and each draped an arm across my torso and a leg across my legs.

I could have gone to sleep but they had other ideas.

I became dimly aware of movement over me. My best guess was that Simon and Katie were holding hands and playing footsie. It seemed as if Simon’s foot was sliding up Katie’s leg.

Then I heard, “What’s this rag doll doing here?”

“Yeah, she’s kind of in the way.”

“Might be hard to move her though…”

“Maybe if both of us…”

I finally opened my eyes and the two of them were getting up. Each took one of my hands and started pulling. I reluctantly took the hint and we stood, all three together in a little circle.

Katie said, “Monica, you’re clearly worn out. You need some rest.”

She and Simon each took a hand and led me to sit on the couch.

Standing in front of me, Simon said, “What should we do now?”

His penis was at half-mast and rising so I thought he had some ideas. He draped an arm over Katie’s shoulder and his hand came to rest right over her little boob. He fondled casually and turned and planted a kiss in her hair, right at the blue streak.

Katie snuggled into him a little and reached over and took his cock in her hand. She started stroking slowly and he continued to stiffen. She rolled her head to his chest and found a nipple. She kissed and sucked and nibbled tentatively. This wasn’t something Simon and I did together but he said, “Ooh.”

Simon disengaged from her and backed over to a hassock that was in front of one of the chairs. He sat on it and beckoned to Katie. She stood before him and he put one arm behind her and drew her toward him. She stood astride his knees with her tits at eye level. He nudged her nipples with his nose and soon was licking and sucking. She laced her fingers behind her head and presented her chest to his whims.

I saw his hands had slid down to where each had a handful of her splendid ass cheeks. He eased up on her chest just as I was fearing her boobies were going to get a case of whisker rash.

He leaned down and was gently kissing her belly as he removed one hand from her ass and placed it on the inside of her thigh. It wasn’t long before he was fondling and fingering her pussy. He took his hand away and held two glistening fingers up to show Katie.

“Look at you!” he said.

He turned his head to me and showed me the wet fingers.

“She’s a wet one,” he said to me

“Yeah, she is,” I agreed

He returned his hand to her crotch. Katie then reached down between them and fiddled with the end of his dick.

She brought her hand up with a few drops on the fingertips.

“You’re drooling a little yourself, Buddy,” she said, and thrust her fingers between his lips.

“What do you say we join our juices?” Simon asked as he leaned back a little.

He grabbed his dick and pointed it toward Katie’s crotch. She responded by easing toward him and down and his head found her entrance. She continued gyrating her hips to settle onto him and settle his cock inside her. Once he was as far in as their position would allow, they both became still, his arms around her lower back and her arms around his neck. They looked at each other briefly then leaned together and kissed warmly.

Eventually, Katie leaned back and started to gyrate her hips with very small motions. Simon leaned back a little too and I could see he was appreciating her motion.

This hadn’t progressed very far when Simon said, “I want to try something. With our relative sizes, we might get away with it. I promise I won’t drop you but I can’t promise I won’t fall down.”

He grinned and Katie looked skeptical.

But he gestured Katie’s legs around behind him and her arms around his neck. As far as I could tell, his dick was still in her.

He eased his way to the edge of the hassock and got his feet under him. Then, a little shakily, he rose up till he was standing, supporting Katie by her butt.

They stabilized for a moment then they found a motion that worked. There they were: my husband fucking our nanny up in the air. I experienced a tinge of jealousy at this because I knew I was just too big. On the other hand, it also looked like a lot of work for both of them and I had doubts about the extasy factor.

“Have you ever done this before?” Simon asked Katie.

“Unh, only once, unh, but this, unh, is by far, unh, the better, unh, attempt.”

“Well, it’s new for me. I’m going to put you down.”

He eased back down to the hassock and Katie dismounted. He leaned back resting a little and said, “whew!”

Katie went to the blanket, patted her hand in the middle and said, “You’d better lie down here and catch your breath”

“Maybe you’re right. Looks like I’ll need further conditioning for these athletics.”

He went and laid down. Katie knelt beside him, took his still erect cock in her hand and said, “Let me massage you.”

“I’m sure that will help,” he said agreeably.

After a few strokes, she said, “I have some special massaging muscles that might make all the difference.”

At this she stood, straddled his hips and lowered herself down onto his pole and held still. I got the sense that she was indeed using some special muscles as she sat there concentrating.

“Feeling any better?” she asked.

“Fantastic!” he answered

“Good,” she said, “I think you’re ready.”

“For what?” he asked.

“For this,” she replied.

At that she started moving in a slow rhythm, sliding her clit across his pubic bone and his cock in and out of her.

“Ahhh,” he said, accepting his fate.

His eyes were closed.

Katie said, “Ok, Simon, stay with me now. We can do this.”

He opened his eyes and looked up at her. I could see that their eyes had locked on each other.

At this, they both found a rhythm, still slow at first. Very gradually the rhythm picked up. Then they were both breathing through their mouths. I detected a sheen of sweat on Katie’s shoulders.

Next each started grunting a little and the pace picked up more. I saw Katie’s eyes had lost focus but Simon was still watching her face intently.

Once again, the unbelievable nature of the situation washed over me. I had a ring-side seat to a sexual performance between my husband and our nanny. How could this be?

My thoughts were interrupted by louder moans coming from the floor and Katie was gyrating her hips at a gallop. Simon was matching her with a thrust upward. His eyes had now rolled back and he was going, “Uh, uh, uh.”

Katie let out little high-pitched squeaks, “Eee, eee, eee.”

At last, the inevitable orgasm came apparently for both at the same time. They got a little loud with “Ahhh”s in high and low registers and I hoped nobody was at the front door overhearing.

Katie collapsed onto Simon’s chest and straightened her legs along his. They were both panting and damp-looking. After a minute or so, it looked like they had survived re-entry into earth’s atmosphere.

I took a towel, went and kneeled beside them. I wiped Katie’s back and ass. I mopped Simon’s brow.

He opened his eyes, looked up at me and smiled. I looked back into his eyes and we said nothing. We could just tell that everything was ok.

Katie’s head was tucked under his chin.

Sleepily, she said, “Monica, this guy’s good. We should keep him.”

“Don’t I know it,” I answered.

“I think we took the edge off his libido. It’s probably safe to send him off to Colorado among all those cowgirls.”

“Well, speaking of reality, as the responsible adult here, I am watching the clock. We’re all about to turn into pumpkins when that doorbell rings.”

Eyes opened, heads rose, limbs untangled. I helped them to their feet and we stood in a tight little triangle arms around each other. I kissed Simon. Then I bent my head down and kissed Katie. Then Katie reached her lips up and kissed Simon.

He said, “This could be the start of a beautiful friendship”

We chuckled and shared a naked three-way hug.

We got busy. Cushions replaced, blanket folded, coffee table put back, clothes donned.

A few minutes later, I was sitting at my desk, staring at a screen and some papers and trying to recall what they were all about. My thoughts kept being interrupted by images of a resort hotel with Simon and Katie and me in a room with a huge bed. Hmmm, how could that happen.