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Midnight
by Sweet Irish (address withheld)

***

Maryanne is married, but her husband travels, her 
children are away from home. She was bored so she took 
a job in a steak house. Then one evening she stops at a 
bar for a cocktail after her shift. Meeting a couple in 
their 30's, she is invited to join them for their first 
threesome. Maryanne and Jenny enjoy a bi encounter and 
Larry, the husband gives up info that Maryanne had 
never considered before, or so it would seem as the 
story ends. (FFM, bi, threesome, swing)

***

I had just finished my shift at eight o'clock, at the 
steak house where I worked and decided to stop for a 
drink in the lounge about a block from my work. My 
husband, Larry, was out of town on another trip, and 
our both of our children were now in school, and my 
home seemed empty when I was home alone.

Entering the lounge, I took a seat at the end of the 
bar, and Betsi the bartender greeted me, "Hi Maryanne, 
glad you stopped by. Did you have a good night, and 
hope your tips were better than what I have gotten so 
far?" After Betsi took my order, I looked around and 
saw the band was one that had played in the bar 
previously. Betsi came back with my whiskey sour, and 
she and I spoke for a few minutes, a couple of men at 
the middle of the bar called for her to get them 
another round.

A few minutes a couple entered the lounge and took 
stools one up from me. In a few minutes we begin 
speaking to each other, and listened as they told me 
they were from Chicago, and were on vacation. They 
introduced themselves as Jenny and Steven Fillmore. I 
judged them to be in their early or mid-thirties. While 
walking to the hotel where they were staying, after 
eating, they saw the bar had music so decided to stop 
for a drink. As we spoke, they asked if I worked at the 
Flame Steakhouse, and I replied that I did.

As we spoke, they had eaten dinner at the Flame 
Steakhouse, and thought that I served the tables next 
to where they were seated. They told me their server 
was Diane, and she was an excellent server and the food 
was excellent. I informed them Diane and I were 
neighbors and best of friends.

For the next hour we spoke about various things, 
including some general information about sex, and Jenny 
asked me a question that about knocked I off my 
barstool. "Maryanne, don't become upset, but Steven has 
been after me for months to try a threesome, and to 
watch me be bi with another woman. This is something I 
had indicated that if the person was right, and the 
time as well, and as we are on vacation, thought 
perhaps you might consider our offer."

Looking at the pretty woman, and seeing that her face 
was showing the strain of asking the question, I 
glanced at Steven, and saw he was also having trouble 
with what his wife had just asked me. What my own face 
looked like, I didn't know, but I'm certain my eyes 
were wide open and I tried to find a way to reply to 
Jenny's inquiry.

"I'm... well... the question is a shock, and I must 
say, one I have never been asked before." Then I 
thought back to my husband having asked me the same 
thing on more than one occasion, except he wanted to 
include another man. "To be honest, I must say that my 
Larry has asked me to consider such a course of action 
many times, and so I understand why your face shows the 
fear in asking me such a personal thing."

"Maryanne, I'm sorry if I have offended you, as you are 
the first woman I have ever met that I felt comfortable 
in not only asking, but even consider in doing such a 
thing with, please forgive me."

About that time Betsi stopped by and set us up another 
round of drinks, and said they were on the house, as we 
seemed to be in some deep conversation. That broke the 
ice, and Steven said, "No, not deep, but honest in our 
respect to each other's ideals."

After Betsi left, I looked at Jenny, and told her, "You 
know in today's world, easy relationships seem to be 
the norm, but believe it or not, I have never been with 
anyone but my husband Larry."

"That is wonderful, and we don't want you offended by 
our comments," Steven stated, and added, "Perhaps 
tomorrow night we can have dinner and you can be our 
server."

Jenny looked at me and asked, "Not to be overly 
personal, but are saying you have never had sex with 
another man than your husband, not even when you were a 
teenager?"

"It is true, and Larry and I did not engage in sex 
until my final year in college, while he was going to 
grad school. So my experiences are limited. How about 
yourself, have you had a couple of men, or can you say 
in front of Steven?"

"Steven doesn't know how many, and I doubt if I will 
ever tell him, as he would beg me for all the juicy 
details, he is such a perv," Jenny laughed and held out 
eight fingers.

I understood what she was saying with the sign 
language, and by how we were seated, knew that Steven 
could not see that Jenny had told me with the number of 
fingers she held up, meant she had eight other sexual 
partners. Jenny did say aloud that she first had sex 
when she was fifteen. I was surprised to hear Steven 
tell how he had just turned twelve when he first had 
sex, and it was with a girl who was nineteen.

How the conversation got into the actual discussion of 
my joining them, I still don't remember. It seemed to 
open up my need to speak with someone about the 
frustrations I was having in my marriage of twenty-
seven years. I spoke about how I wondered if my 
marriage was going to survive. When I mentioned how 
long I had been married, Jenny asked me if I was in my 
late forties, to which I replied, "I will hit the big 
50 in a couple of months."

"You look my age, and I just turned 32 a month ago, and 
your skin is perfection," Jenny told me.

Within the next hour, I was becoming more in tune with 
my two new friends, and as I thought of their offer, I 
remembered it had been more than two months since Larry 
and I had sex together. Thinking back over the past 
three years, since Larry and I had the house to 
ourselves, now that our children were in college and 
that sucked. I explained how I had become bored and 
taken the waitress job to have something that helped me 
pass my time.

Larry, as I thought about our sex life together, had 
even started getting up from our bed and sleeping in 
our son's bed. My mind quickly found the idea of going 
with Jenny and Steven to their hotel room wasn't 
repulsive. Perhaps a night of sex with another man 
would provide some relief of the frustrations I had 
been experiencing lately. 

In addition to a lack of a normal sex life, I felt my 
marriage was falling apart. To accept sex with a woman 
was another problem, if it was only with Steven, I 
might find the nerve to experience sex with someone 
besides my husband, the only man I'd ever been intimate 
with.

Looking at the couple, I said, "Maybe we aught to go to 
your hotel room, and at least be able to speak without 
worrying that our conversation will be overheard, as I 
come here often. Should we go to your room, please 
understand, I cannot guarantee you that I can allow 
anything to happen, but I'm lonesome, and need 
company?"

When we reached the hotel room Steven and Jenny were 
staying in, I found they had rented a suite, and the 
small living room area was decorated very nicely. There 
was a bar, stocked with various airplane size bottles, 
and beer. I answered Steven when he asked me what I 
would like to drink, and asked him to fix me a Scotch 
on the rocks.

For another half hour we spoke about their decision to 
open their marriage, and the lack of sex in mine for 
the past few years. As I was enjoying the last of my 
Scotch, Jenny sat down next to me and asked if she 
could explore my body. Looking at the lovely younger 
woman, I smiled and told her, "Perhaps just a little, 
but I would like Steven to be included."

Within a few minutes, I was being kissed by Steven, and 
Jenny had unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off my 
arms. When Jenny unsnapped my front fastening bra, and 
removed it, and now my breasts were exposed. I wondered 
if I could go all the way in a threesome. 

Then my mind seemed to get lost in the sensations of 
Jenny kissing and sucking my nipple. Steven moved his 
mouth down and captured my other nipple in his mouth, 
while he was removing my skirt. Jenny broke the spell 
and suggested we move into the bedroom. I was only 
wearing my pantyhose and panties at this point, and 
after we were all completely undressed, become 
comfortable on the bed.

Looking at the sight of my breast being nursed by two 
people at the same time, and the feeling of the suction 
on my nipples, had me ready to forget my wedding vows. 
For reasons of unknown factors, I said, "OK, but I 
can't promise I won't have to stop when things might 
become hot and heavy, but I enjoy feeling your mouth on 
my breast, Jenny." While I was speaking, Jenny had 
moved her hand down onto my stomach and soon had her 
fingers playing over and inside my vagina.

The feeling I was receiving from Jenny fondling my body 
was certainly different than I had always felt when 
Larry played with my sex, even when we were in college. 
Jenny seemed to caress me with a gentleness that left 
me wanting something more. What that something was, I 
don't know, unless it was the fact that over the years, 
Larry had always touched me with a hardness and that 
was what I wanted, instead of the soft caresses Jenny 
was giving me.

In the bed room, we undressed ourselves, and when I 
removed my pantyhose, Steven looked at me and commented 
on the hair covering my mons. For some reason, the hair 
on my mons had commenced to turn silver, and it was 
likely half reddish and half silver. I kept my hair 
trimmed at the junction of my thighs, and knew that it 
was longer than most women's pubes.

Moving over to me, Steven kneeled down and studied my 
pubic hair intently, and lightly stroked and tugged it 
before standing back up. "I love the sparkle of hair 
covering your femininity," Steven said as he rose to 
his feet.

"You have lovely breast," I said to Jenny, as she 
became nude, and looking at her pubic area, saw that 
the hair on her mons, was blonde and sparse. When I 
looked at Steven, I was surprised that he was erect. 
The size of his penis was at least twice as thick as 
Larry's, and it must have been ten inches in length. 
Could a woman take something that large inside her body 
without pain?

When I felt Jenny take my hand and lead me to the bed, 
I moved with her, and then the two of us were laying 
side-by-side. Jenny moved her lips on mine, while 
holding my right breast in her hand. Never in my life 
had I considered kissing or being kissed by another 
female. Feeling the softness of Jenny's lips kissing 
mine, I wondered if she had kissed a woman previously.

"Jenny, have you kissed another woman before, tell the 
truth," I asked as I broke our kiss.

"No, never, but I have thought how I would want to be 
kissed by another woman, and how I would with another 
woman, if Steven and my fantasy should come true." Then 
our lips were again pressed together, and when I felt 
her tongue attempting to enter my mouth, I opened my 
lips to her searching oral member. 

We broke the kiss and Jenny moved to suckle my nipples, 
the left and then the right. The sensation of a soft 
and easy sucking at my breast was so different than 
what I had experienced with Larry, and just a few 
minutes previously with Steven.

To my complete surprise, my hands pulled Jenny's face 
back up from my breast. Desires I had never known took 
over my body, and I wanted the feel of Jenny's lips 
against mine once again. I moved my lips onto Jenny's, 
and slipped my tongue into her mouth while my hands 
sought out her pubic area. 

During our early period of marriage, I had always found 
it exciting to breach down between Larry's legs and 
find his penis, and take it in my hand. There were 
times when it would be soft and I would stroke and 
caress it until it became firm and stood out from his 
body. 

Now my hand moved between Jenny's thighs and when I did 
not find a penis, I was at first taken back, but then 
the knowledge that I was searching between a females 
soft and smooth legs struck me. Even stroking my own 
legs did not give me the feeling I received from the 
silky touch of Jenny's thighs and pubes when I moved my 
hand and fingers over her skin and hair. 

When I begin kissing Jenny, and then moved my mouth to 
her breast, taking her rather round, but short right 
nipple between my lips, I wasn't certain if I wanted to 
stop the softness of our kissing. Why not, I thought, 
as I moved my kips down across Jenny's stomach, seeking 
out where my hand was touching her sex, and I rested 
the side of my face on her fine maiden hair.

Then I felt Steven move and was soon taking my sex with 
his mouth. At the first touch of Steven's tongue on my 
vulva, I moaned out, "OH, that is nice, and don't 
stop." My lips and tongue moved until I was kissing and 
licking the first female sexual organ in my life. Larry 
had never satisfied my desire for oral sex, and I had 
over the years asked him to do it as I wanted, but that 
was never to be. Larry did as he wanted and I never 
climaxed from his technique.

Now I was licking and sucking on Jenny's vagina and 
clitoris as I had wanted to feel from my husband. I 
begin to such Jenny's clit and flip it back and forth 
with my tongue. Moving the tip of my tongue to her 
urethra, I soon was pressing the tip of tongue on her 
tiny duct that allows her to expel urine. 

My actions soon had Jenny building to a climax, while I 
felt Steven move his mouth from my vagina, and placing 
his penis at my sexual opening. "Um, oh yeah, yeses," I 
moaned out with my face against Jenny's sex as Steven 
begin working his thick and long penis into my body. 

I moved my legs until I was resting on my knees, while 
still taking Jenny with my tongue, and this allowed my 
hips to be raised up in the air. My position allowed 
Steven to enter me fully, and when I felt him enter me 
until his pubic hair was pressed against my hips, I 
sobbed out, "You're so deep, oh yes, like that, gawd 
you're big."

Jenny was pulling my face to her sexual opening, and my 
tongue was moving and flipping against her clit as fast 
and hard as I could do. Then Jenny cried out, "I'm 
there, oh Maryanne - don't stop, oh now, now, I can't 
stand it - it's so strong... I'm cumming so hard, 
yieeeow, yeah, now!"

Then I forgot about anything but the thick and long 
penis that was being shoved deep and hard into me. 
Never could I have believed that I could accept such a 
pounding of a large male organ that could hurt my 
insides, and still make me cry out for more. Yet, that 
was what I was doing, while if felt Jenny move her face 
under me as I was now on my hands and knees, and Jenny 
was begin sucking my breast.

"YEAH, OH YEAH," I cried out over and over as Steven 
somehow struck the inner walls of my uterus, and the 
opening to my womb, with his large penis. Steven was 
moving into me, and he was slamming his erection so it 
struck one side of my inner sex, then he would shove it 
so it struck the opposite interior side of my vagina. 

I could feel him move so he was shoving upward inside 
me as well, as if he was under me and pushing up. Never 
had I felt the inside of sex being struck from so many 
different angles. The feeling of someone other than my 
husband taking me sexually, made me wonder if I could 
ever stay true to my husband after this night.

Then I felt my body becoming alive with a pending 
climax, and then it overpowered me so suddenly that I 
thought I would pass out. Never had I built up to an 
orgasm so quickly, and went it brought my release to 
the ultimate and I climaxed, I cried out, "STEVEN, I'M 
CUMMING! OH GOD STEVEN, NOW!! AUGH!"

As I finished climaxing, I simply fell forward on top 
of Jenny, and felt my moving downward, pull the large 
phallus from inside my body. Never had I been taken so 
deep and hard by husband, and I found out that size 
does matter. I could feel my sex as it seemed to be 
opening and closing as it quivered and felt the 
emptiness from what had been around and inside me, but 
was now missing.

For at least five minutes I could do nothing but try to 
get my breath back and to recover the strength to move 
onto my back. Once I was laying on my back, Jenny moved 
between my legs and begin to lick and kiss my sex. I 
knew Jenny was licking the cream from Steven's 
ejaculation, from my tender and quivering sex, and 
wondered what that would be like. Within the next hour, 
I found out, as Steven had taken Jenny in the 
missionary position, while I made love to her breast 
and lips.

Immediately after Steven had shot his cream inside his 
wife's sex, I moved down and begin to lick the fluids 
that Steven had unloaded inside Jenny's vagina. The act 
was not repulsive, and I found drinking the semen 
provocative and enjoyable.

After I got Jenny off with my oral sex, we got up from 
the bed, and walked out to the small living room, and 
fixed ourselves drinks. Setting in the nude was 
something I found pleasant, and I enjoyed looking at 
how Steven's cock had shrunk up until I looked like a 
stubby worm of some sort. Jenny and I had not placed 
towels under ourselves, and I knew we were getting our 
sexual fluids on the sofa where we were seated.

Steven moved and sat on the floor between Jenny and I, 
and begin to caress our legs, stomach and finally his 
fingers were seeking out the inner folds of our sex. 
Within moments, I found the sensations of Steven's 
fingers teasing my clitoris and sexual parts into a 
desire of needs. 

This was especially true as I watched his wife being 
fingered in the same manner, and she was evidently 
building to a climax. My body scooted forward on the 
sofa, and my legs parted widely to give Steven full 
access to my female opening.

Then I heard Jenny moaning out, and her hand reached 
over and clasped mine and pull it onto her breast. Then 
her climax hit, and she sobbed out, "Steven, I'm 
cumming... gawd honey, this is better than I ever 
thought it could be... your finger... Steven... your 
finger, oh! Augh!" 

With that I watched as Jenny clamped her shapely legs 
tightly around Steven's arm. Steven's fingering me 
didn't bring me to orgasm, but the sensations were 
enjoy for me to receive warm and wonderful tingles, 
especially as I watched Jenny go-off.

For the next hour we spoke about our threesome, and 
Jenny and I could not get over the pleasure of being 
with another woman. Then Steven asked if he could video 
tape Jenny and I having sex together? Looking at the 
pretty woman, I smiled and said, if you don't mind 
Jenny, then I don't.

After finishing our drinks, we returned to the bed room 
and Jenny and I took each other for the next half hour, 
and Steven continued video taping Jenny and I, as we 
devoured each other with our mouths and fingers in a bi 
sexual assault of the other's body. As we took each 
other, I looked over one time and so Steven was so 
hard, his erection was about half way upward from his 
body.

Once we both climaxed, I looked at Steven and told him, 
"Steven, bury that thick piece of meat inside me, 
and... easy," then he shoved it all the way in and I 
cried out, "Oh hell, fuck me hard!" 

For about ten minutes I was laying on my back and with 
Steven on top of me, soon had my body being ridden as 
never before. Steven moved my legs up onto his 
shoulders, and my body was taken violently by Steven, 
but I begged him for more, and he answered my request 
with a pounding that I felt inside my sex for several 
days.

I lay on the bed exhausted after Steven took me in a 
brutal way, and I thought of my crying out over and 
over, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, don't stop, just fuck 
me." Never had I uttered the "f" word in my life, and 
guess I made up for it with Steven.

Looking at the clock on the night stand, I saw it was 
midnight. I went to sleep between Steven and Jenny, and 
the three of us woke around nine the next morning 
exhausted, but in a way that was pleasant. After 
another round of sex, the three of us showered 
together, dressed and ate breakfast in one of the hotel 
restaurants.

After leaving Steven and Jenny when we finished our 
coffee after eating breakfast, and was driving home, I 
thought of their wanting me to have dinner with them 
that evening. There was no doubt that I had enjoyed the 
sex, with both Jenny and Steven, and my desires would 
likely lead me to commit adultery in the future. My 
mind could not decide immediately if I wanted to cheat 
on Larry again in one twenty-four hour period.

Then it struck me, I had noticed the clock said it was 
midnight after Jenny, Steven and, I had finished having 
sex last night, and I thought how Cinderella turned 
back into herself when the clock struck midnight

Arriving at home, I walked in the door, and to my 
surprise, found Larry seated in his chair, and he 
looked at me with scorn on his facial features. "Where 
have you been?" Larry asked in a stern voice.

"None of your business, and I want you out of my life, 
so pack and leave, as I'm waiting for midnight."

What the hell is midnight?"

"Midnight is when I found out about sex with you and 
I..." and I did not finish my sentence, but guess Larry 
thought I had by the way he responded.

I watched as he looked at me, and then he asked, "How 
did you find out about Dennis and I?" 

END

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