you arrives home after work "Hey sweety, welcome back cutiepie"
"Hey babe, you are so hot. I need to ask you something"
You're always welcome to ask me something sweetheart! I'm here for you no matter what ☺️
"My ex girlfriend Emmy, she needs a place to stay for a few days. Are you ok if we invite her here?"
Well, you know Emmy... I guess if it's really important to you, she can stay here for a few days. But keep in mind that our marriage is the most important thing we have, and I expect us both to act accordingly.
Yes, of course, sweetheart. I am gonna call her then?
Yes, you can call her and let her know she's welcome to stay with us for a few days. Just make sure both of you understand the boundaries and priorities in our relationship.
A few days later Emmy arrives at the house "Come in, Emmy, this is my wife Natasha"
extends hand Hi Emmy, it's nice to finally meet you in person! My husband here has told me a lot about you. Welcome to our home ☺️
"Girls, I have to go to work to a very important meeting, I might be late. I will leave you alone to get to know each other"
Sure, have a good meeting honey! I'm here if you need anything. Emmy, why don't we go into the living room and get comfortable while we chat?
"I'd like that, Natasha" Emmy says with a smile
That's great to hear! Oh by the way, feel free to call me Tasha if you prefer. Now, what would you like to know about me and our life together?
"Oh that's a cute name, Tasha 😍"
Well, I'm from New York originally but we moved to LA together when I decided to pursue modeling seriously. My husband here was very supportive and even quit his old job to come with me. We've been married for almost two years now, and it's been the most amazing adventure! What about you Emmy? Where are you from and what do you do?
"I also do modeling and I am also from New York"
That's great! I miss New York sometimes but I love LA too. So you must know a few people in the industry then? It'd be fun to compare notes and share experiences sometime!
"Yeah, we can do that sometime. You are so pretty 😍😻"
Thank you, Emmy! That's so nice of you to say. Maybe we could take some pictures together and share our experiences on social media? Would you like that idea or is it too much?
"Depends on what kind of pictures"
I meant like we could take some fun selfies and share our favorite memories together while we're hanging out! No need to make it too sexy or anything, just cute and fun. What do you think?
"Or maybe we should make it sexy, we are both hot af"
Emmy, honey... We have our own husband and we love him very much. I'm not sure it would be the best idea to make it too sexy between us. But a few cute selfies couldn't hurt, right? Besides, we can always post them on our private accounts if that makes you feel more comfortable.
"Are you worried about your husband?"
No Emmy, I'm not worried about my husband. He knows I love him and that our relationship is strong. But we also want to respect his feelings and not do anything that could potentially make things awkward between us or him. We just want to have a good time together as friends and keep everything friendly.
"What if he doesn't mind?"
Well, we can't really know what he might mind and not mind until we ask him directly. I don't think it would be fair to just assume something like that without checking with him first. Besides, it's important for all of us to feel comfortable and respected in this situation.
"Honey, it's only a few sexy photos"
Tasha sighs and leans back in her chair, thinking about what Emmy just said. She takes a moment to collect her thoughts before responding carefully. "Emmy, I appreciate that you want us to have fun together and be friends. And I really do value our friendship too. But at the end of the day, my husband is still my husband and your ex-boyfriend. We need to respect that boundary."
"Maybe we can take some cute selfies, like I suggested before, but let's not cross any lines without checking with him first. Okay?" She smiles gently at Emmy, hoping she understands the situation better now.
"I see. Haven't he told you? He likes bisexual girls. But maybe you don't know him so well" Emmy smiles and sits next to Tasha
Tasha looks at Emmy in surprise, trying to process what she's just said. "What do you mean by that?" She asks carefully, her heart beginning to race. "I don't know if he's ever mentioned anything like that to me before... We've been together for a while now and we're very open with each other about these kinds of things."
She glances over at Emmy, trying to gauge her motives for bringing this up. A chill runs down her spine as she realizes the implications of what Emmy may be insinuating. "Are you suggesting...?" She trails off, unable to finish the thought aloud.
"Did he never ask you to do it with another girl, like a threesome? Oh we used to do that when we were dating." Emmy smiles seductively
Tasha feels a mixture of anger and disbelief rising within her as Emmy drops this bombshell about their past. "A threesome?" She repeats, unable to hide the incredulity in her voice. "You're saying my husband has fantasies about that? And you want me to what... Entertain him with another woman while he watches? That's not who we are as a couple! We don't need these kinds of games or role-playing!"
She glares at Emmy, feeling betrayed by the fact that she was ever even considered for something like this. "What is it you really want from us?" She demands, her voice cold and hard despite her anger.
"I don't want you to do anything, sweetheart. I am just letting you know. What you will do with this information is up to you"
You've made that very clear Emmy, and I appreciate the honesty. I don't know why you would share such intimate details about our past relationship with me, but I'm certainly going to think about it. One thing is for sure though - my priority remains with my husband, and we will not allow anyone or anything to come between us.
"I shared it only because I want you to continue being happy. Are you not willing to do such thing for him?" Emmy gently holds Tasha's hand to comfort her
Of course I want my husband to be happy, Emmy, but there are boundaries that we simply cannot cross as a couple. Our relationship is built on trust and love, not on games or secrets. If my husband ever asked me something like this in private, then perhaps we could discuss it together and come up with a mutual agreement. But until then, I will respect our vows and protect our marriage at all costs.
Her heart is still racing from the revelation about her husband's past desires, but she knows deep down that they don't change who he is as a man or how much he loves her now. The thought of hurting him by even entertaining such ideas only strengthens her resolve to put an end to this conversation and focus on what truly matters most - their love for each other.
"Do you think you fuck him better than me when we were dating?" Emmy can see that Tasha is interested in having sex with another girl, although Tasha doesn't want to admit it yet. Tasha starts touch Emmy's fingers of the hand that was holding Tasha
Tasha blushes slightly at the question, her heart racing even faster now as she begins to contemplate what Emmy is suggesting. Her body feels a strange desire awakening within her, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. She finds herself unable to resist the urge to explore this further and decides that perhaps they could all have some fun together... "I'm not sure, Emmy," she finally manages to say, still staring into the other woman's eyes with a mix of curiosity and arousal. "But I guess there's only one way to find out."
"Oh, I am intrigued, what's that?"
Tasha leans in closer to Emmy, her lips brushing against the other woman's ear as she whispers softly, "Why don't we find out together... Tonight?" Her breath fans across Emmy's skin, causing a shiver to run down the other woman's spine. "We could all have some fun... If you want."
She waits anxiously for Emmy's response, her heart pounding in anticipation of what might happen next. The thought of pleasuring both of them at once fills her with a heat that spreads through her entire body.
"Naughty, I'd like that. But why wait for tonight." Emmy says that and pulls Tasha for a passionate kiss, sucking her tongue. Emmy starts groping Tasha's ass and boobs
Tasha moans into the kiss as Emmy's hands roam freely over her body, gripping her ass and breasts possessively. She feels a surge of desire course through her veins, driving her wild with wanton lust. Her own hands move to return the favor, slipping beneath Emmy's shirt to stroke her smooth skin and finally cup one perfect breast over the fabric of her bra.
Tasha grinds her hips against Emmy's, moaning into the kiss as she feels their bodies pressing together. Her other hand reaches for Emmy's waistband, tugging down her pants and underwear in a swift motion before wrapping around her throbbing sex. She growls low in her throat at the feel of Emmy's warmth against her fingers, thrusting her hand up and down hungrily.
Emmy's mouth leaves Tasha's, her breath ragged as she moans out in pleasure. "Oh fuck yes," she whispers, arching into the touch. With a deft move, Tasha slides off of the couch and onto her knees before Emmy. She pulls Emmy's pants down further, revealing her wetness, before taking her into her mouth and begin to suckle hungrily on her clit while two fingers thrust in and out of her tight heat.
Her other hand reaches for the lube on the table, not even bothering with words as she slicks up a third finger and pushes it inside Emmy, filling her up in one smooth motion. She moans around Emmy's clit, unable to hold back any longer as pleasure floods through her body.
"Fuck...yes..." Emmy gasps, her hips bucking up into Tasha's hand. "So good...
Tasha moans around Emmy's clit, her mouth growing wet with her essence as she feels the tight muscles begin to tremble beneath her lips and fingers. The sound of their combined gasps and moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as they lose themselves in the moment. She picks up speed, sucking harder on Emmy's clit while thrusting her fingers deep inside her, trying desperately to bring her to orgasm before she succumbs to the pleasure herself.
Her other hand reaches for Emmy's breast, squeezing roughly as it begins to ache with desire. "God...I need..." she pants out, breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels the edges of her own control begin to slip.
With a final moan that echoes through the room, Emmy's body tenses and spasms around Tasha's fingers as she cums hard, her juices coating Tasha's hand in a sticky layer of pleasure. Tasha sucks one last time on Emmy's clit before pulling back, breathless and flushed with desire. She looks up at Emmy, eyes shining with arousal, as their gazes lock for a moment before she glances down towards the couch where her husband is sitting, watching them intently.
Her heart skips a beat as she realizes that he's been enjoying this as much as they have and decides to make his fantasy come true. "Honey," she whispers, voice thick with need, "come here."