She started by describing her last conversation with Nancy. “The last time we went to lunch, Nancy was really down. She told me that she has no social life other than with us, or with her kids or grandkids when they visit. She wanted to find a nice man that she could do things with, like go to dinner, maybe go to a club, and even have occasional ‘no strings attached’ casual sex. She didn’t want a relationship that involved romance.”
While trying to keep from showing my excitement at where this might be going, I asked, “What’s that got to do with me?”
Claire told me, “It has everything to do with you. I’ve told Nancy about our situation and our inability to have intercourse. As you have probably guessed, Nancy and I have also explored a few bi moments together, and while I’m not going into detail, they have involved intimacy very similar to what we have together. And don’t forget that I’m not blind. I see you and Nancy flirting with each other all the time. I think we should invite her to join us the next time we are in the mood for intimacy and loving. And in case you didn’t realize it, I know that you miss the sexual satisfaction we had together for so many years.”
I realized it was time to stop the grilling. I said, “Okay, I am willing to try anything that you would like. Why don’t you have a conversation with Nancy and set everything up. I think it will be fun for all three of us.”
I turned on the Hitachi magic wand. Bumping the intensity up on the wand, I pressed it against my erection, knowing that Claire would feel the vibrations through my cock. I once again parted Claire’s outer lips with the head of my cock and placed it against her clit. Rubbing the vibrator up and down the length of my erection turned my cock into its own vibrator. It’s all I could do to keep from thrusting balls deep into Claire’s pussy, but I knew it would hurt her if I did. It wasn’t long before Claire was in the throes of another orgasm. She reached under my leg, and took my balls in her hand, tugging them gently. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Holding the vibrator against my cock as long as I could, I exploded, spewing cum over Claire’s pussy and tummy.
Nothing was mentioned about me being shared with Nancy for the next few days, and I was not going to be the one to bring it up, although I did hope that Claire was serious. Friday afternoon, Claire mentioned that we were picking up Nancy at 5:00 pm, and we were going to a nearby Mexican restaurant for happy hour.
We left the house, picked up Nancy, and arrived at the restaurant. As usual, Claire ordered her top shelf margarita with a shot of Grande Marnier, as did Nancy, and I had my usual Grande House Margarita. After a couple of rounds during happy hour, everyone was relaxed and enjoying the evening. I thought we were going to have dinner, but Claire said, “No, let’s don’t have anything here, let’s go home for dinner. I’ve got hors d’oeuvres made and waiting on us.”
When we arrived home, Claire said, “Why don’t you fix us another drink and put on music, while I lay out the snacks for dinner.”