Receiving an Invitation for Dinner
One day, I encountered Paul at the gym and he offered to assist me as I increased the weights I was lifting. Over time, we found we had more in common than the younger men who frequented the gym. Being the same age with the same name added to our connection. Paul was well-versed in using the equipment and techniques, while I was still a beginner.
I'd recently turned 60 and had lost over five stone (70 pounds) in the past year and a half. My doctor had given me an ultimatum after I let myself go following the loss of my wife to COVID-19. I took his words to heart, and while it was an uphill battle, I relished my success.
After our usual workouts once or twice a week, Paul and I often found ourselves at the pub, sharing a pint. I'd reduced my alcohol consumption significantly as part of my lifestyle changes, so I would limit myself to one small ale. This particular day, Paul seemed a little off after our workout, which was unusual. I inquired if he was feeling unwell.
"No, I'm just exhausted," Paul said. "My wife has been relentless in bed recently."
Though he and I had never discussed our spouses, he'd shown me a picture of his wife, Faith, once. To describe her as "stunning" would be an understatement.
"Just stop complaining," I urged. "It's been three years for me, so don't whine."
Paul apologized, claiming I was sensitive after a long dry spell.
I apologized, explaining that my defensiveness stemmed from being starved of physical affection for so long.
Over the coming weeks, I continued to notice significant improvements in my physique. I knew that much of my progress was due to Paul's support. I desired a way to show my appreciation for all he'd done. But I wasn't sure what form that gratitude should take until I happened upon a positive review for an Indian restaurant. Since Paul had mentioned on occasion his fondness for Indian cuisine, I thought it might be something he'd appreciate.
When Paul and I later met at the gym, I expressed my gratitude for Paul's help and confided that I wanted to treat him and his wife to a meal at the new Indian restaurant. He hesitated, downplaying his role and insisting that I was the true hero. It wasn't until I urged him to indulge an old man that he finally agreed. We settled on a Friday night at 8 as the time to meet for dinner.
Eager to look my best, I got a haircut, trimmed my beard, and bought myself some new attire. As I stepped out of my car that evening, Paul arrived and parked beside me. I opened the door for Faith, helped her out, and offered her my arm as we walked into the restaurant. I took care to assist her with her chair as well. Paul shook his head and joked, "You can be pretty annoying, Paul."
"I'm just being the courteous gentleman I was raised to be," I retorted, winking at Faith as she laughed.
"Watch it, sir," Paul admonished. "Perhaps you'll learn something, too."
We all laughed as we awaited to be seated.
The evening went on with much laughter and great conversation. We all concurred the food was superb, although Faith commented that her Butter Chicken and Vegetable Biryani were even better. It was a pleasant night overall, and we enjoyed good company. I must confess I was quite enamored with Faith. Not only was she stunning, but she also had a wealth of knowledge on many topics and a witty sense of humor.
As the night came to an end, she extended an invitation to dine with them at a later date, which I quickly accepted. After settling the bill and thanking Paul once more for his assistance, we stepped outside to our cars.
I made sure to open Faith's door as she got into their vehicle, catching a glance from Paul. Both Faith and I laughed, and then, much to my surprise, she gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek, whispering in my ear, "Thank you, kind gentleman, your kindness towards me is quite a thrill." I was momentarily stunned, especially as her hand brushed against my groin area as she sat down.
Perhaps I hid it well, as Paul didn't seem to notice as we greeted each other with a handshake prior to me saying goodbye and wishing him a good weekend. I returned to my vehicle, thinking about Faith's intentions throughout the evening.
After arriving home, I convinced myself I had merely imagined the whole thing. However, not long after that weekend, I found myself instrinsically drawn to Faith, trying to reimagine that evening and savoring the memory.
Monday arrived, and I was in the gym working out when Paul walked in. His face was scowling, and he immediately came to challenge me. "What on earth were you doing hitting on my wife right under my nose? You've got an ego the size of Mount Everest!" he angrily exclaimed.
I was speechless, not knowing what response to give. Meanwhile, everyone nearby stopped to observe the threatening turn the conversation was taking.
Paul suddenly burst out laughing and said, "C'mon, you little twerp, I was only trying to have a bit of a joke at your expense."
I was out of my depth as I struggled to process the situation, but once I recovered, I retorted, "You scared me there for a second."
"How about it, my friend, do I get a shandy tonight for my humorous efforts?" Paul asked in a lighthearted tone.
We carried on teasing each other throughout the training session. After taking showers and changing, Paul said he had to run - he had to return home to his overheated wife. He slapped me on the back and let out a loud laugh as he prepared to leave.
We met again on Thursday, and he confirmed I would be dining with them on Friday at their home. He also provided me with the address. It was in a picturesque little town about 15 minutes away from ours, and I was impressed. After our workout, Paul told me Faith was looking forward to preparing an Indian meal for us, using dishes her mother had taught her.
"Please tell her I'm eager to taste whatever she prepares, Paul. Oh, by the way, may I bring a bottle of wine for tomorrow?" I asked.
He laughed and answered, "Not necessary. We have a well-stocked wine fridge. Just show up at seven, and dress casually."
We parted ways and went our separate directions. I popped by Tesco to pick up some milk and prepared meals to hold me over for the weekend before heading back home.
I spent the entire afternoon pondering how much I looked forward to the upcoming evening with Faith. I knew that we would simply have a meal and talk, but I would savor the chance to be close to her. Upon deliberating, I decided that I'd lusted after my friend's wife. I felt somewhat guilty and considered cancelling, but it would be disrespectful to do so at this stage.
With just a few minutes until seven, I knocked at their door. Paul welcomed me with a handshake and led me inside. "Welcome, friend. We're glad you could make it. Enjoy your evening."
The home was just as spectacular as I had envisioned, its insides spotless and filled with luxurious decorations. Paul personally guided me towards the living area, welcoming me with a cooling drink to alleviate the autumn air's chill. Inquiring for a small whisky with ice, he claimed he would return shortly. Faith, clad in a stylish apron over close-fitting yoga pants and top, darted in and embraced me tightly. She snuggled into my arms, kissing my cheek and voicing, "I'm overjoyed you came, kind gentleman." Her departure left me feeling embarrassed.
Paul brought back our requested beverages and we commenced discussions about the recent European League matches. He followed football religiously as a West Ham devotee, while I'd been a die-hard Manchester United fan ever since my youthful times in Cheshire. United's performance this season disappointed him, as they'd only won a single game and lost three. West Ham, on the other hand, thrived at the top of their group, which he constantly reminded me.
My luck altered as I avoided further teasing when Faith called for dinner. She had indeed transformed the house's appearance over the years, and I applauded her interior design talents. I conveyed how much I appreciated her style and would savor advice for refreshing my own home if possible.
Preparing a sumptuous Indian feast was what Faith had in store for us. Several dishes were unrecognized, but among them were the anticipated Butter Chicken and the promised Vegetable Biryani.
We continued conversing over a leisurely meal, attempting broad samples of the cuisine. It was clean and savory, and Faith's predictions were correct - this rivaled any restaurant experience.
Having concluded our meal, I expressed to Faith, "The chef deserves praise for this delectable meal. It's been one of the most delicious I've had in years."
Grinning, Paul hinted, "Faith is quite skilled, with her beauty and intellect."
Faith blushed in response, thanking us before making her way to clear the table. Not too long after, Paul and I assisted her, and before long we had the table cleaned up and dirty dishes placed in the dishwasher.
Considering the time, I was getting eager to leave. Faith interrupted, inquiring if there was any urgency. Her request echoed a desire for me to remain for an after-dinner drink. Paul encouraged this idea, citing their delightful conversation.
"Would you prefer to remain, if there's no pressing reason to depart?" asked Faith.
"I would genuinely appreciate that," I responded.
Faith flashed me a demure smile and murmured, "Let us make this an occasion to recall," grabbing my hand as she maneuvered me into the lounge.
"Paul, my husband, please prepare our beverages while we make ourselves comfortable," requested Faith.
As Paul left to fetch the drinks, Faith sat beside me, her arm thrown around my shoulder. I hesitated, but Faith assured me confidently, "Don't worry, you're one of the most handsome men I've ever contemplated. I confessed to my husband earlier about my draw to gentlemen and my intent to explore two men at once. Would you be willing to help me live out this fantasy?"
I was astonished by their proposal and pondered its implications. They both anxiously anticipated a response, their faces beaming. My mind raced, weighing out the ramifications. Faith saw my hesitation and pressed my hand soothingly. I took a sip of my drink, before turning back to Paul.
"I find the proposition astonishing," I told them, "but the notion of being intimate with you both isn't anything I've disliked." Pondering how we might proceed, I enquired, "Would it entail cooperative affection?" I concluded, gazing back at Paul.
Paul was the first to respond, saying, "Hey man, I like you, but not in the same way you're thinking," he chuckled. "We could start off downstairs with some kissing and touching. Faith would move back and forth as she pleases. When things get more intense, we'd go upstairs. We'd focus on Faith's pleasure, and knowing her, she'd make sure we're satisfied. We might get close to each other, but there's nothing to worry about. You and I won't be having sex." Paul then took another sip of his drink and sat back.
Faith turned to look at him. After receiving a smile, she touched my chin and turned my head towards her.
"Let me help you make a decision, Paul," she said as she leaned forward for a passionate kiss. Once our lips parted, she whispered, "Let me live out my fantasy, and I'll blow your mind." To support her statement, she guided my hand to her breast and squeezed.
She took my hand and placed it on her breast, which felt incredible. I made up my mind and squeezed her breast gently, running my thumb over her nipple. Faith became aroused and leaned in for another kiss. Her hand came up and held mine against her breast as her tongue sought out mine. I groaned as she sucked on my tongue, which was sure to turn me on. Faith rubbed my rigid cock through my pants as her lips moved to suck on my earlobe.
I glanced over to see Paul gently massaging his cock and smiling at how her wife was arousing me. Faith got up and went over to Paul. I didn't worry about my cock softening as I watched her ass in her tight leggings. I continued to stroke myself as I watched her walk onto Paul's lap and sit cross-legged. They began passionately kissing, while Paul touched her breasts.
Faith looked back at her husband and whispered in my ear, "Watch, lover. I'm going to attend to my husband for a bit. Keep your hard cock ready for me."
She then crawled off to the side and stood next to the bed. I didn't worry about my cock softening as I watched her move around. She went back to me and put her hands on either side of my head, drawing me closer. "Suck my nipples, lover. Taste them. Feel how hard they are for you." she moaned.
I opened my mouth and took each nipple into it, offering my tongue to her breasts. I swirled my tongue around each nipple while still sucking them. Brazenly, I bit down. Faith groaned and pulled away, only to turn and give me a smoldering glance before she stood up. "I'm ready to play upstairs," she said, wiggling her hips.
I couldn't help but stare at her breasts as we followed after her.
In the bedroom, Faith stood and said, "Take off your clothes, boys. I want to play." She then removed her leggings and stood expectantly.
I didn't want to hold back, and I quickly started to undress, with Paul following suit. When I removed my pants and stood in the nude, Faith smiled and nodded.
"Well done, Paul. You're in great shape, and I love your readiness," she said, walking up to me and grabbing my dick. Dragging me to the bed, she said, "Sit on the edge, boys."
Faith held my dick in one hand and guided me to sit down. She then gestured for Paul to sit next to me and said, "Kneel." Upon kneeling, she held both of our cocks and stroked them.
"I plan on taking these beauties fast, then we can enjoy each other's company while I'm cared for," Faith said before leaning forward to suck on my dick head.
Ohh, I couldn't help but groan as the sensation overwhelmed me while Faith gave me some serious head. Meanwhile, she was masterfully giving her husband's cock the attention it deserved, keeping him in the moment with her perfect rhythm. He sat there, lost in the pleasure she was giving him. Man, I've never seen something so sexy before. Faith, as divine as a goddess, was swallowing me whole like it was the most natural thing. She seemed to know just when to stop, popping me out with a little pop.
Faith shifted positions, and before you know it, she had her husband's cock all the way inside her mouth. She used her hand to stroke him gently while minding me with the odd touch of her fingers on my balls. Just watching Faith suck her husband's cock was just as arousing as her blowjob on me. Her enthusiasm and eagerness were irresistible. Her husband was nearing the brink when he warned her of his impending orgasm. Faith shifted her focus on her husband, ready to make him scream in pleasure. I watched as she expertly stroked him, fingers dancing all over his sensitive spots to bring him to the edge. His moans grew louder as he held tight to her head. In no time, his hips were moving frantically, and Faith swiftly pulled out his cock right before the explosion, opening her mouth to catch every drop.
"Alright, it's your turn, Paul," Faith said before sliding back to straddle her husband's lower body. She had wasted no time and had already taken his cock down to the root and started bobbing her head up and down on it. With nimble fingers, she toyed with my balls, knowing how much I loved to be touched in that area.
She was like a porn star taking control of her husband's dick with her perfect rhythm. Her movements were rapid and coordinated. I couldn't help but think Paul must be the luckiest man in the world. Her skin was glistening with a sheen of sweat, and her eyes closed tight as she focused on pleasing her husband. Her moans were keeping me hard as I could only watch her in awe.
Faith was ready to bring him to another level. She slipped a finger under him to tease the area just beneath his cock, while she skilfully took care of her husband's pleasure. Paul's moans grew louder as he gripped her head, bucking his hips, and it seemed like he was close to orgasm. She was so passionate and determined to make her husband cum. She passionately bobbed her head on his dick until he knew he was about to explode.
"Feed me, lover. Don't hold back now," she urged me. Her mouth was working as fast as her hands until I felt the familiar sensation of needing to cum. The longer I went on, the more I wanted her.
"I'm coming, Faith, now," I moaned, and just like that, my body was convulsing as I filled her mouth. Faith didn't waste a second and sucked me clean as I collapsed on the bed completely drained.
I heaved a sigh and noticed Faith whispering to her husband. I resisted the urge to listen in. Soon enough, I saw her crawl to the side of the bed and lean over me.
"Still awake?" she asked her husband with a chuckle before giving me a long, passionate kiss.
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me, deepening the kiss. "I've never felt so good, you're a wonder, Faith," was all I could manage as she broke the passionate kiss. We gazed into each other's eyes for a moment before Faith broke the silence with another deep kiss. Then she 'sea-leged' herself on her left leg, perching my right leg with her arm just below the knee.
I was now perched above her like a stallion on a mare. I couldn't take my eyes off her eyes as her mouth teased me with those sucking, licking, and kissing motions. She was driving me crazy. Both her legs were curled around me and her knees on my shoulders as she finally spread her legs open for my tongue to access her delectable body. From the accelerating gasps and moans, I knew she would cum any second. I sped up, making her gasps and sighs even louder. Her body immediately tensed the moment her orgasm hit, and I felt her squirm under me. I slid my tongue inside her as she felt the magic of the aftershocks. What an amazing experience!
Fortunately, Faith loosened the hold of her legs from around my head, saving me from injury as she rolled onto her side and curled up. I slipped off the bed and knelt on the floor, drenched in her juices as I smiled and looked at Paul. He chuckled and grabbed a small towel, tossing it to me. I wiped my face as he cuddled behind Faith and held her affectionately.
As I started feeling like a spare wheel, Faith called me onto the bed. "Hop up here, dear. There's enough room for all of us," she instructed. With Paul embracing his wife, I relaxed on the bed in front of her. She smiled at me and whispered, "We're not finished yet, but I need some time to regroup; that was so arousing. You two are incredible lovers."
I smiled and nodded, then kissed her forehead, with Paul imitating my gesture and kissing her cheek. I was content to rest myself. This evening had been quite demanding so far, and I must have dozed off for a bit. I awoke to a pleasant sensation of lips on my dick, heaving a silent sigh of relief that it was Faith.
Looking up, I saw Paul standing at the foot of the bed, jerking himself off as Faith played with my dick. I followed Faith's direction and lay down in front of her. She winked at me and said softly, "We're not done, but I need a moment to rest. You can restore your energy, but when you're ready, you need to sit upright and lean against the headboard, okay?"
Being curious, I complied and placed myself on the bed, leaning back against the headrest. Faith approached me with a mischievous expression on her face and took my dick in her mouth. Paul immediately positioned himself at the foot of the bed, eager to join the fun. I instantly recognized his intentions and got ready for the impending plunge. As Faith bobbed her head up and down on my dick, Paul stepped up behind Faith and thrust into her. Her moan reverberated through my dick, sending chills up my spine.
As I experienced pleasure from both ends, I struggled to maintain pace with Faith while enjoying the show behind me. Paul was passionately kissing her neck and massaging her breasts, increasingly agitating her. Faith never released my rod from her grasp as he fucked her. I felt her fingers trail down my body before pressing onto my testicles. All the while, I gazed at Paul and noticed his eyes were closed as he concentrated on the task at hand.
My endurance was waning as Faith expertly sucked my dick. Using her sucking motion on my dick, she brought me to the brink of climax. At the same time, I noticed Paul's actions intensifying. As he started thrusting forcefully, I was sure he was about to cum.
"I'm close, Faith; it's almost too intense." I exclaimed as her finger penetrated my asshole. Faith ceased her fellatio and sat back, opening her mouth to display my semen-covered dick before swallowing it.
She turned to look at Paul, "Alright, my love, fuck me strongly now and cum in me," she begged.
Needless to say, Paul did as requested, shoving himself into Faith's cock-hungry pussy. Their faces portrayed total bliss as he drilled her, sending waves of euphoria throughout their bodies. I had a front-row seat as Faith opened her hand to touch herself and noticed her other hand slip between her legs. Although spent, I found myself watching the scene play out on her face and the sight of her husband's powerful thrusts.
A few more pumps and Paul, too, was ready to unload. With three final powerful thrusts, he held her hips firmly and released his seed into her.
After gathering my wits, I headed to the bathroom to find a wet washcloth. One under the sink caught my eye, and I soaked it in the water. I cleaned myself up and collected a couple more damp towels to return to the room.
"Thank you, sweetie. You're so thoughtful," Faith responded as they cleaned themselves. Struck by the incredible events that just transpired, I thought to myself that I could never surpass this evening. I expected a pleasant dinner with friends and instead experienced some of the most erotic sexual encounters of my life.
I offered a smile to my friends as they returned, and Faith suggested I lay on one side of the king-size bed. Spreading the covers, she crawled between us. Once they both settled behind their respective partners, Faith kissed us in unison and directed us to switch off the lights. "Now, let's finish cleaning up in the bathroom. We need to return and snuggle together as we drift off to sleep."
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