The Invitation

Natasha arrived to work early, and opened up the bottom draw of her file cabinet to place her pocketbook inside. There she spotted her cell phone. “Damn, I’ve been looking all over for this; it must have fallen out my bag.” She placed the phone on the charger dock atop her desk. A few minutes went by…”buzzzzz, buzzzz, buzz”. The phone began vibrating. Natasha glanced at the screen to find several text messages from Doug. This is the guy from the couple Natasha hooked up with in Brooklyn two months ago, her first and only experience with a threesome. Although she had been keeping busy with Kevin lately, Natasha was still yearning for that extra attention from another set of hands, lips, and of course another tongue. The messages from Doug were all similar: “Hey what’s up; long time; heading your way…give me a call”. Natasha gave him a call at lunch. “Hey Doug!”

“Hey, stranger, I’ve been trying to reach you.”

“Yeah, I just got the messages. I left my phone at work. What’s bringing you this way?”

Doug seemed to be in a very chipper mood. It almost sounded like he was going to cum over the phone. “That’s why I was calling. My man who is in the “lifestyle” invited me and Tina to go to an exclusive party in North Jersey near Saddle River, that’s near you right?”

 Natasha soon learned that when Doug referred to the “lifestyle” he meant couples or singles that have open sexual relationships. Doug told Natasha that he would let her know about the next swing party. “Saddle River is not TOO far. I am closer to Newark,” Natasha responded.

Natasha was more than curious to go to a swing party. Natasha had a wild imagination, and fantasized hundreds of people all over an enormous room going at it like in the movie Caligula. Not to mention, Doug said that the party was near Saddle River. That area is known for its luxurious estates and mansions owned by New York's  elite. This further fed her whimsical desire to attend a swing party. Also, she was interested in seeing Doug and Tina again. So it was a win-win situation all around. Doug e-mailed her the details. It indicated that the “party” was this weekend and invitation-only. There was a litany of rules that referred to full discretion and safety.

Natasha called Doug back after work to confirm her attendance and finalize their arrangement. That Saturday night, Natasha met Doug at a hotel right outside of the Newark airport. She parked her car in the lot and headed in the side entrance toward the front desk. There she saw Doug. “Damn, you look better than I remembered!’” Doug exclaimed, greeting her with a hug and a kiss. Natasha wore a fitted black dress that accented all her curves, and a black platform heels that made her legs look five feet long. “Thanks Doug, it’s been a while. Where’s Tina?” Natasha inquired with caution and concern.

“She’s in the car waiting. If we had time, we could have all headed up to the room,” Doug suggested with a sinister grin. Natasha thought, “What the hell am I getting into?” As she and Doug strolled out of the front entrance of the hotel, there stood a stretched black limo. The chauffer recognized Doug and got out to open the door for Natasha. “Is this the car? Wow!” Natasha was more than intrigued about the night’s events now.

What about Mike?

Dear Diary,

I use to be judgmental of those who stepped out of their marriage. Now I am one of “those” people. For years, I pleaded with Mike about sex and spending time together. I even suggested couple’s counseling, noting that this is how people get divorced. Do you believe we even had a contract? But these efforts were to no avail. We are like roommates, and I am feeling less attracted to him every day. I find myself getting more annoyed by the simple things he does.  I don’t want to bitch and nag. I just want to be happy. I just want to go out every now and then, and have SEX, the way we use to have sex. Is that too much to ask?

                TGIF! It has been a long an interesting week. Natasha and Kevin hooked up three times this week after work. She even missed her lunch date with her girl Lisa. Finally Lisa cornered Natasha in the break room. “Na-ta-sha  Mel-ton! Where have you been stranger?”  Lisa inquired with a tone that said, ‘I already figured it out, so don’t lie’.

                “Well, I’ve been so busy lately...I..” Natasha, stammered over her words.  Lisa interjected before Natasha finished her sentence. “Well, you can tell me today after work. You know that it’s Chocolate Martini Friday.  Jasmine and Theresa are expecting to meet us at the Lounge at 4.

                Yes, it was Chocolate Martini Friday however Natasha has been so enthralled with Kevin that she completely forgot about it.  Every other Friday Nastasha, Lisa, and their friends Jasmine and Theresa meet up at the Lounge, an upscale bar in town. Jasmine and Theresa use to work at the same company as Natasha before the merger, and now they work at different companies across town. They all became good friends over the years. They continue to keep in touch, but its gets to be a bit difficult, so they meet up once a month over chocolate martinis.  The ladies use to this time to discuss and vent stressors related to work, family, and other personal matters.

                Theresa is tall very attractive woman of African American and Dominican decent. She kept her hair in a long ponytail. She is the youngest of the quartet is singled and never married, without kids. Jasmine, is the oldest, average height, very shapely, cinnamon brown is recently divorced with three teenagers. Jasmine is always stylish, and never caught without a Beyoncé-type hair weave. She is what many refer to as a “cougar”. Ever since the divorce, Jasmine frequents the clubs, and is often confused with women ten years her junior. Young guys always approach her, and she rarely rejects the attention. Natasha was once considered the conservative, but now risqué one, with the secret life. Lisa is a petite dark-complexion African-American woman. Lisa usually wears her hair in a chiseled well-manicured bob. For the most part, Lisa is the voice of reason, and everyone’s confidant.

                Theresa, Jasmine, and Lisa were already seated at a table when Natasha arrived at the Lounge. “Hey, ladies!” Natasha greeted in a festive mood. “Hi Tasha!” the ladies replied in unison.

“Someone had a great day.” Jasmine remarked.

“Yup, TGIF!” Natasha responded. “Yup, TGIF. I haven’t seen you all week,” leered Lisa. “Oh, yeah do tell.” Inquired Theresa.

                “Yes, I want to know what’s going on also. The last time we met up, you were singing the blues about Mike,” remarked Jasmine.

                Natasha took a deep breath. “Well, ladies, it’s true, I was going through a rough patch for a while, but I decided that I would stop moping around and be more proactive about my happiness. I can’t rely on Mike to make me happy. I’m too young to be in a sexless marriage.”

                “So are you thinking about divorce?” Theresa asked. The other ladies took a sip of their drinks and leaned forward toward Natasha. “No, I want the kids to have their father in the house. Mike is a good dad, but a lousy lover.”

“Oooo Natasha!” squealed Lisa.

“Well it’s true. We never go out since the kids, and we only have sex once a month, When we do have sex it last only 10 minutes, and he never go downtown, anymore.”

“That is the same thing I was going through with Mark during the last 3 years before the divorce.” Jasmine sulked.

“Like I said,” replied Natasha, “I want to be happy.”

“So what’s the alternative? Mr. Rabbit?” laughed Jasmine.

“Girl, you know I wore out two of those, and almost electrocuted my ass with the massager!”

“Dammnnn!” gawked Theresa, “Is that a record.

“So what IS the alternative?” Lisa inquired in her concerned mother-like tone. Natasha took another sip of her drink and a long pause before responding. “Ok, don’t judge, but I decided to live out the whims of my alter-ego.”

“Your alter-ego?”  Theresa.

“Yup, gave her a name too, Nina.

“Chile please, I got one too, and her name is Jackie. She shows up after the third drink, and what Jackie wants, she gets.”

Theresa laughed, “that’s no secret Jazzy, we’ve all met Jackie. But you Mrs. Melton the conservative, I’m surprised. What is Natasha’s, I mean, Nina’s desire.”

“I won’t go into all the details, but I will say that it better than a rabbit.”

“Wow, Natasha, you got a jump-off?” asked Theresa.

“I knew it” jeered Lisa, “that’s why I haven’t seen your happy ass. And I think I know who it is. Kevin, right.”

Natasha never could hide the truth from her girlfriends. She gave it away without uttering a word. “For real?” asked Theresa. “Fine ass Kevin from the office? Isn’t he married?”

“Separated, well yeah it’s complicated,” murmured Natasha.

“No judgment here, I know exactly how you feel. Just be careful. These things have a way of spiraling out of control,” warned Jasmine.

“Well, how was he?” asked Theresa.

“Theresa!” scoffed Lisa.

“You might as well tell us,” added Jasmine.

Natasha sat back and sipped again before answering, “He’s the best!”

“So, what about Mike?” asked Lisa.

“Girl, I don’t know. I know I can’t build a relationship off of this. I just need a distraction. Like I said I want to be happy. Just living out Nina’s whims.”

“Do you think that Mike suspects anything?” said Theresa.

“ Maybe he is cheating also,” exclaimed Lisa.

“I don’t think so,” Natasha grimaced. “He can’t even get it up.”

“Well, you never know,” cautioned Jasmine.  “Just be careful, he will never forgive you, if he finds out.”

                The truth was that Natasha had no idea the direction she was going. She had alluded to having an open marriage, where both she and Mike could see other people with discretion. She really didn’t care as long as he respected three rules: 1. No diseases, 2. No babies, 3. No drama.

Room 217

Dear Diary,

            I had lunch today with the most dynamic man, Kevin. I am so attracted to him. I think the drought is finally over! We haven’t had sex, YET, but we kissed after lunch. He is such a passionate kisser, and those lips! I haven’t felt like this in a long time. We have a date “hook up” tomorrow, and I can’t wait.

Today was the day. Natasha’s anticipation soon grew into a tangle of nerves. Maybe Kevin wouldn't be all that. What would happen if the sex was horrible? How could she face him at work? On the other hand, what if the sex was off the chain? Natasha still loved her husband Mike, and didn’t want to leave him. They have children, and she didn’t want the kids to be raised in a single parent home.

“Buzzzz!” Natasha’s cell phone was vibrating from a new text. She checked the screen; it was from Kevin, “Good Morning.” Natasha looked around to see if anyone was looking, as if her thoughts could be easily read.

“Hey there!” Natasha replied

“You still good?”

“?” Natasha acted as if she didn’t know.

“Are you going shopping at the mall? Natasha knew that was code for hooking up. Kevin promised to keep the texts ‘clean’ just in case Mike checked her phone. “Of course.”

Natasha planned to finish work a little early and meet up with Kevin at a hotel right outside of town. It was in a remote area off of the turnpike so she really didn’t expect to run into anyone she knew. Kevin said he would go a little early to check in and would text Natasha the room number.

It was now 1:30pm. In another 30 minutes, “buzzzz!” Natasha looked down at her cell phone. It read, “217.” She felt her heart beating a little faster, and immediately started thinking about the fun she would have with Kevin. Natasha could hardly concentrate. Time to log off!  The ride to the hotel was a short one. Natasha parked out of view of the main highway, in the back of hotel. She walked slowly toward through the entrance, to the elevator, her heart still racing…2^nd floor. She took a deep breath before knocking on  door.

The door open, and there stood Kevin with nothing on but his classic smile and fitted black boxers briefs that revealed how eager he was to see her. She could tell that he was packing. Kevin definitely took care of his body, he was so toned.  Without saying one word, Kevin reached out to Natasha, and she melted into his arms. They started kissing passionately. Kevin helped Natasha peel off her dress. He began kissing her ear lobe and across her neck and down to her navel. “Wait!” Natasha panted.

“What’s wrong, Kevin whispered.

“Oh, nothing at all, I just need to freshen up a bit. Natasha went to the restroom, and took a shower, then slipped on the sheer red teddy that she had in her tote. When Natasha opened the door, Kevin was stretched out on the bed in all his glory. “Damn, you look good,” he uttered.

“and you look delicious!” Natasha dropped her tote on the nightstand, and climbed on the king-sized bed towards Kevin’s erect penis. She kissed the tip and Kevin began to groan. She grabbed thick shaft and the blood rushing to the tip. It was so hard. She licked every inch of his hard stick. Kevin leaned forward and spun her around on her back. He lifted up teddy and plunged his tongue into her vagina. He flicked his tongue over her clit. Natasha moaned and twisted her body in ecstasy. Natasha couldn’t take it anymore. “Oh, please fuck me!” she begged. Kevin reached over to the nightstand to grab a condom. Natasha took advantage of his manhood that was right in her face. She never got this wild with Mike. She couldn’t control herself. Chills ran all through her body, as he entered her wet hole. Oh my goodness, he felt so good.

Kevin stroked her deep and steady, as he held her legs up. He looked at her intensely studying her movements. Whenever she moaned and squirmed, he would move more vigorously, grabbing her ass and pulling it towards him. Kevin was working hard to make her cum, and he was doing a great job of it. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, he went down on her again. He told her to turn around, face down, and began licking her slit from the back. His tongue slipped into her ass, and she screeched from pleasure. Natasha never felt so good. Kevin began riding her from the back. She felt her ass cheeks jiggle with each thrust. “I’m cumming!” Kevin groaned.

“Buzzzz!” the cell phone in Natasha’s tote. She reached over to check. It was Doug and Tina, the couple that Natasha hooked up with in Brooklyn. “Hmmm,” Natasha, thought as she glanced over at Kevin walking towards the restroom, “what if I introduced Kevin to Doug and Tina? Just a thought.”

And then there was Kevin

It was Monday morning, and that meant back to work for Natasha Melton. However, this was not a normal day. Natasha was a new woman with an extra bounce in her step and a sway in her walk. Although it was chilly and gloomy outside, Natasha felt vibrant and dressed accordingly.  Today, she chose to wear a striking bright pink dress that outlined her firm breasts and shapely legs. Yes, Natasha has been hitting the gym pretty hard lately, and just about everyone has noticed, except her husband Mike.

            “Good Morning!” Natasha bellowed melodically as she entered the break room at work to snag a cup of coffee. Natasha worked as a computer analyst at a major health insurance company. Her office team included a handful of people that she rarely talked to, so she was thrilled to see her best friend Lisa who also worked there as an accountant in the finance department. Lisa was already in the break room when Natasha entered, as usual. “Someone had a great weekend!” Lisa taunted Natasha with a Cheshire cat grin. “Girl, you already know! Well, I gotta fill you in all the details at lunch.”

            “Awe! Damn Natasha, I have a lunch conference with my team today. No can do. I really wish I could have lunch with you.”

            “Well, I’m free for lunch today,” said a baritone voice entering the room behind Natasha. It was Kevin. This is the man Natasha spent many nights thinking about while she brought herself to a climax. Lisa knew that Natasha had a little crush on Kevin. Although she did not necessarily approve of stepping outside of your marriage, she understood Natasha’s pain. Lisa gave Natasha a look that said, ‘behave yourself’ as she walked out of the break room, “I’ll catch up with you later girl!”

            Natasha turned and faced Kevin. “Good Morning!”

“Yes, good morning! So…I guess that’s a no, to lunch.”

“Oh, you were serious? I thought you were joking.”

“Not at all, it’s no big deal. I just wanted to check out that new bistro across town, and lunch is always better in the company of a beautiful woman.”

            “Mr. Jones, are you flirting with me? You know I’m married right” Natasha already made up her mind that she was going to out to lunch with him, but she was just trying to see his reaction.

            “I apologize; I didn’t mean to offend you. I am just being honest. You come in here lighting up the room and all; I guess I got a little carried away.”

            “No, problem, it’s nice to get a compliment once in a while. Meet you in the lobby at 1 o’clock?’

            “Sounds good, see you then” Kevin said with a look of surprise. The morning went by slowly. Natasha must have looked at the clock one hundred times, each time trying to think of an excuse not to go to lunch with Kevin. It was now 12:45pm. Natasha logged off for the day. She loved her job. She basically made up her own schedule. She had the option of going into the office or working at home. She usually enjoyed going in from time to time just to meet up with her girlfriend Lisa at lunch.

Natasha hustled down to the lobby after going to the restroom and freshening up her make up. It was almost 1 o’clock when Natasha arrived at the lobby. Kevin was there chatting on his cell. He smiled when Natasha walked up, and motioned for her to wait one moment.  Kevin was looking fine as ever--medium chocolate, low hair cut, immaculately shaped up. He stood 6’2 in a gray tailored suit that outlines his athletic build. I think the last time her husband Mike wore a suit was when we got married, and maybe a few funerals or weddings there after. “I love a man in a suit” Natasha thought to herself. “It was a sin for someone to look that good,” and she was definitely having sinful thoughts.

Kevin turned towards Natasha, “I apologize for that, are you ready?”

“Absolutely!” I responded.

“Normally, I would walk to lunch, but I’m not sure how much time you have, so I pulled my car up front.”

“Wow, you’re lucky you didn’t get a ticket. I’m good, I finished for the day. I’ll do the rest at home tonight.”  We walked out to his car. Kevin drove a silver Lexus, which was as clean and crisp, as his hair cut. It was obvious that he took great care in his appearance, which is always a plus.

It was a short ride to the Bistro. We got a cozy table in the corner, of course. The restaurant had a Bohemian flair, an inviting ambiance. Although the atmosphere was pleasant and I’m sure the cuisine was just as appealing, I was really more focused on the moment with Kevin. I don’t know if he could tell that how attracted I was to him. I was swooning over him in the inside, and gushing with the desire to jump over the table and ride him like a cow girl. Yeeeeee Haaaa! Yippee Cayay! “Hey, Natasha, you ok?”

“Yeah, sure, why?”

“Seem like you’re in another world. If this is too awkward, just let me know. We can leave.”

“No, it’s ok, I just thinking about something.”

Kevin had a devilish grin as if he knew exactly what I thinking. “Yeah, it must have been some thought. I hope I’m not being too forward, but I think your husband must be the luckiest man alive. You are so beautiful, and that dress. Wow, looks like someone has been hitting the gym.”

            “Oh, thanks, you got me blushing. Thanks for noticing. I have been working out more often. You’re quite the looker yourself. I can’t believe you are single.”

Kevin adjusted himself in his chair, and lend forward, “Honestly, I’m not. I’ve been separated from my wife for about seven months now. I really don’t know which direction this is going, but I know I was even more miserable in the relationship.”

            The separated, almost divorced man sounds so cliché, but I really could care less at that time. I guess I was so blinded by my sexual deprivation. I kept thinking of different scenarios of how Kevin I would start fucking in his car or maybe get a room near by. He says he lives alone, maybe at his place. After all, I’m not looking for a relationship, just some no strings attached good dick, on the regular.  

            “Well, I’m sorry too hear that Kevin. What went wrong?”

            “Please, don’t laugh when I say this, or think I’m trying to be rude. I just was tired of being in a sexless marriage.  No matter what I did she had no interest. I even suggested counseling. That was difficult, but she refused. It was a real blow to my self-esteem. I tried to hang in there, but after two years of that, I couldn’t take it anymore. I mean there were other things too, but no sex…that sealed the deal.”

            “Wow, Kevin, I completely understand what you’re saying. I have a little experience in that area too.”

            “No, not you!” replied Kevin. He placed his head down slightly and mumbled, “Well, maybe we can help each other out.”

            “What are you saying Kevin?” I responded in a surprised voice, just to see if I was hearing him correctly.

            “Oh, no, I’m just saying. I would love to help you out with your…problem. That’s if you want to. I promise to be a gentleman, unless you don’t want me to be.”

Well at that point, I think my panties just about melted. I was ready to go then, but I didn’t want to seem too eager. They say that you should never shit where you eat, and Kevin and I DO work together. However, I’ve worked with him for two years now and I’ve never heard anything bad about him. Oh, damn! What the hell!

            “Ok Kevin, tell me what you have in mind…”

Dear Diary,

            I had lunch today with the must dynamic man, Kevin. I am so attracted to him. I think the drought is finally over! We haven’t had sex, YET, but we kissed after lunch. He is such a passionate kisser, and those lips! I haven’t felt like this in a long time. We have a date “meet up” tomorrow, and I can wait.

Oh Yeah, game on!

We all headed out the café, Doug, Tina, and I, on a beautiful autumn night. “Where did you park?”  Tina asked. “Oh, I lucked up and got a good spot just around the corner.”The view of the Brooklyn Bridge with all its sparkling lights is truly amazing. We walked about a half block without saying a word. I glanced over at Tina, she looked nervous as hell. Then I glanced at Doug, he looked like he was going to burst with anticipation. I broke the silence, “I thought I was getting the grand tour?”

Doug smiled,” we live just around the corner.” 

“Wow!” I blurted. “This is close to where I parked!”

“Yeah, parking isn’t too bad over here on Saturday evening as long as you’re in by 8,” Tina stated. We get to their Brownstone apartment. Doug opened the door, and I followed Tina inside, making sure I walked slowly so that Doug could get a good look at my ass. 

I turned my head back to look towards the door, and caught Doug adjusting the growing bulge in his pants. “Here it is Nina, welcome to our humble home,” Tina said with a warm smile. “Here’s the living room, kitchen, the bathroom is down the hall on the right, and here’s our bedroom.”

Their apartment was simple and comfortable. The living room had a lush red couch, a wooden chest as a coffee table, and a flat screen on top of a low wooden book shelf. The kitchen and bathroom were immaculate, big plus, and the bedroom had a king-sized bed that consumed most of the room. “Nice, place! Do you mind if I use your bathroom?”

“Sure, help yourself!” remarked Doug and Tina. I went into the bathroom, and freshened up a bit.  I also texted my best friend Lisa to let her know exactly where I was, and told her I would text her again when I left. You never can be too safe. I took my dress off, to let them know I meant business, I was so horny, and all talked out.

“Wow! You look amazing!” exclaimed Tina. Doug was just speechless. I walked up to Tina and grabbed her hands, and rubbed it on my breasts. She smiled. Then I started to pinch her nipples through her top. Doug disappeared to the bathroom for a minute, I guess. I was so busy with Tina. “Tina, your breasts are amazing.” I lifted up her top and bra to expose her breast and shoved her tit in my mouth. She moaned in pleasure. I licked circles around her areola until I reached her nipple, and flicked it briskly.

Just then I felt Doug walk up behind me. His stiff dick was poking a hole through his shorts and rubbing on my ass. He kissed me on the back of my neck, grabbed my left tit, and worked his right hand towards my clit. I was dripping wet. I felt my legs getting weak. Both Tina and I were losing our footing. Doug must play the guitar, because he was flicking the hell out of my pussy, and making me sing. Tina suggested that we take it to the bedroom. So I followed her. She said she that she needed to go to the bathroom for a second, leaving Doug and I alone. Doug pulled me toward him, and whispered in my ear, “Damn, you are so sexy. I wanted you from the moment I saw you at the café. I’m so glad you came. You won’t be disappointed.”

“I’m so sure,"  I whispered back. "You’re so fucking hot!” I reached into his pants and pulled out his throbbing chocolate stick, and my mouth started to water. I pushed Doug onto the bed, and fell on my knees, grabbing the thick shaft of his dick while using the same circling motion on my tongue around the tip, making him moan and groan, with each movement of my tongue. Next thing you know, Tina was right there, completely naked, joining in. We both licked up and down on his dick. Doug loved it. Our tongues met a few times. She didn’t seem to mind, so I grabbed her and started kissing her, plunging my tongue deep into her juicy mouth, while massaging her voluptuous tits.

She pulled me towards the bed and said it was my turn. she helped me remove my bustier and g-string. I stretched out on the bed completely naked. Tina began sucking on one tit while Doug sucked on the other. Doug continued fingering my pussy. He took his fingers from my pussy and put it in his mouth. “Mmm, Babe you gotta taste this. You always wanted to, and here’s your chance.” He stuck his finger in my pussy again, then placed it on her lips. She licked all of my juices off of his fingers. “Mmmm, you’re right.” Tina kissed her way down from my breast to the opening of my pussy. I shrieked with joy, “Oh my Goodness girl! Are you sure this is you first time?”

She hooked her arms around my legs and began fucking me with her tongue. She licked my pussy like a pro. Doug continued to suck on my breasts, while I jerked him off. I twisted and whined, “Please fuck me! I want you to fuck me.” Tina got up, wiped her mouth and said, you heard her Doug, fuck her! Fuck her good!” Doug went to get a condom, and I motioned Tina to the bed. She laid back to receive my tongue lashing. I sucked on her clit, it was so juicy. I made sure I stuck my ass in the air and wiggled it back and forth for Doug. Tina grabbed my head, screaming. “Ooooohhhh fuuuccckkkk!”

Just then Doug, fingered me for a moment, then licked me from the back. I love that! His tongue went back and forth from my clit to my anus. Then he pushed his chocolate rod deep into my pussy. With each stroke I licked Tina more vigorously. This went on for hours. Each of us took turns giving and receiving pleasure. I never experienced so much satisfaction in my life! I was in heaven.

Dear Diary,

I went through with it, and it was better than I expected. Doug and Tina were so sweet, and the sex was A-maz-ing! I only wished that they lived closer. Maybe we’ll hook up another time. I need sex on the regular for real. Mike must have sensed my desperation, because when I finally went home, he gave me my 10 minute showdown. Hmmm I wondering what Tina and Doug are doing now.

Dear Diary,...The plan

Dear Diary,

            I’m craving good sex. I met a couple online and we have been texting, and talking for the past few months, and I think I’m ready to meet them in person. They live in Brooklyn so that’s a good hour and some change away. They don’t drive, so I don’t have to worry about bumping into them, or have them rolling up to my house. I think I’m going to see them next week. I got a plan.

So next week came, and Natasha was ready to put her plan into action. This weekend she was taking her kids into the city to stay with her mom over night. Of course she was going without Mike; he never liked traveling more than 20 minutes away from home. I guess he thinks that the house will disappear if he is gone too long. After dropping off the kids, Natasha planned to meet up with Doug and Tina. It was 6pm, they were expecting her at about 8pm. Natasha was nervous, but too curious to back down. She planned on meeting them at a little café/bar in downtown Brooklyn.

Natasha arrived around 7:30. She headed straight for the restroom to freshen up her make –up. Natasha didn’t wear much make just a little accentuate her almond-shaped eyes and a fresh coat of lip gloss shine on her full lips. It was early October, so it was still warm in the city. Natasha wore a fitted red sleeveless dress and sexy black stiletto heels. Just in case the night went as she expected, she made sure she had cute lingerie that matches her dress. Underneath her dress she has on a red sheer bustier with a matching thong. Yeah, she was ready.

When she stepped out of the restroom, her eyes locked with a guy standing at the bar. Natasha immediately recognized him, it was Doug. A little shorter than what she expected, but she was still feeling him, and she could tell he liked what he saw. She smiled, and then scanned the room for Tina. There she was sitting alone at a table, near the bar, but not too far from the door. Natasha walked slowly towards the table, and sat right next to Tina. “Hi, Tina right? I’m Nina.”

Tina looked a little nervous. “Nina! Oh, hi you’re here early, I was expecting to have at least one drink before you got here.”

“Well, do you want me to leave?” Natasha asked with a smile. “Please stay, don’t leave yet,” whispered a voice, from behind her. It was Doug. “Hey Doug!”

Tina interjected,”Oh, please stay, I’m just a little nervous. This is my first time.”

“Oh, chile please, me too, but y’all seemed so cool, I didn’t mind coming to meet you.”

“So, what can I get you to drink?” Doug asked flashing a perfect smile. “ I’ll take a chocolate martini please.” Doug, went back to the bar to get her drink. Natasha turned around and looked at him walk away, then turned to Tina. “Nice, guy.”

Yeah, he’s a sweetie,” remarked Tina as she sipped her drink. Natasha smiled because she could tell Tina was loosening up a bit. For some reason, Natasha felt more comfortable knowing that Tina was nervous. “Yeah, you’re nice too.” Natasha said with a seductive smile. “I really like your shirt.” Natasha reached out and touch her shirt slightly brushing Tina’s breasts.” Tina squirmed a little in her chair. Just then, Doug returned to our table with my martini. “Thanks.”

“My pleasure. I’m going to hit the men’s room.” Doug uttered with a sly grind. I know he saw me touch Tina’s breast, and he was just trying to get her to warn up to the idea. Tina was a nice looking woman. She wore braids that she had out in loose curls, She wore a low cut purple knit top that showed off the fullness of her cleavage, and the shape of her hard nipples piercing through. “So, Tina, you like girls? Have you ever been with a girl?” Tina hesitated for a second, then answered. “No, I’ve never been with a girl, but I always wanted to.” Right on time, Doug walked back in. “So how’s everything ladies?”

“Good,” we both said with a giggle.

“So do you guys live close by?” I asked.

“Just down the block” blurted Tina.

Doug chimed in,“yeah, we can give you a quick tour. No, pressure of course.”  

            “Oh, no pressure, at all, I would love to get a tour.” Oh, yeah. Game on!

Natasha's Lonely Nights

It’s hard to sleep anymore. I’m up almost every night watching freaking infomercials, actually tempted to buy some junk. I’m not a doctor, but I’m sure that a lack of sex has negative affects on the brain. I need to Google that.  The massager was doing the trick for a while until I almost electrocuted myself. How the hell could I explain that shit in the emergency room.  So I’m on the net in chat rooms flirting. I can fanaticize right. That won’t hurt any. Since I am fantasizing, I might as well explore by deepest, darkest desires. I’ve always liked women, my husband, Mike knows that. I thought it was every guy’s fantasy to have three-some with two women, but not Mike. He looks at me differently since we got married. Sex is for having kids, or for a quickie, not for mutual pleasure.

            So I made a online profile, Nina, (I always like that name, I never used my real name) married, bisexual, likes flirting, nice conversation, needs to be discreet. I used my cell to take a discreetly seductive ass-pic in the bathroom. I must admit the pic even turned me on, damn girl you still got it. I got a hit almost immediately. Couple seeks female. Wow, is this real. “Hey what’s up Sexy. This is Doug and Tina”

“Hey, Doug, this is Nina. What’s up?”

“You, We like your pic and profile. Me and girl were looking to have some fun, kick it, hook up, hang out, what ever.” My mind was swooning. Doug and Tina were a hot couple. Doug chocolate brown skin tone, he looked like he works out. He has really nice lips, with a goatee, and should length locks. Tina a cute round face, braids, she was a little bigger than me. Extremely  top heavy, and a huge ass. “Well, how do I know it’s not just you acting like you are couple.” I replied. I am very skeptical, you can never bee too sure. I ‘m entering unchartered territory . “ So Doug, how do I know if Tina is really down for all of this.”

“Well I can have her call you….” Oh my goodness, this is soooooooooo tempting. 

Natasha's Dairy

Dear Diary,
It’s been 7 years that I've been married to Mike, and I'm starting to feel "the itch". I really don't know how much longer I can go on like this. It's been two months since we had sex, and I'm starting to lose it. So many things have crossed my mind: Is he cheating? Have I lost sex appeal? Does he have a medical problem? Should I move on? I don't know. Every time I mention it, he changes the subject or looks at me with a blank stare then ignore me. What the hell am I suppose to do? Nobody ever told me that your husband could possibly want to stop having sex. I'm only 33; I am nowhere near my sexual peak!


Everything in the media always points to women being the ones denying their man "the cookie". Last night, I lied right next to Mike in the bed, masturbating with this massager I bought from Walgreens. I know he felt the buzzing. I'm sure he heard me moaning, as I rocked my body back and forth, tossing my legs from side to side, but what did he do? Just turned his back towards me and snored. I was so fucking psst! So what did I do? Well. I imagined that fine ass chocolate brother at work, Kevin, with the Colgate smile, had his head nestled between my thighs, while I rubbed the massager in circles over the crotch of my lace panties until I reached a climax. Now I can finally sleep. Mmmm, sweet dreams 
:-).