“I need you to fuck my wife.”
It took me a second to register what he was telling me. I had received a lot of strange requests over the years in my job as a professional mediator, but this was a new one.
The requestor, Derrick, was a client of mine. I had just helped his company resolve a particularly ugly dispute and, as a thank you on top of payment for services rendered, he had invited me to his house party he was throwing tonight.
I hadn’t planned on staying long and was just finishing my glass of merlot when derrick pulled me aside in his backyard. He told me he had one more favor to ask of me. I asked what it was. Then he told me he wanted me to fuck his wife.
“You…you want,” I stuttered. “You want me to fuck Lexi?”
He nodded and confirmed, “Hell yeah, I do.”
“I…uh…,” I scanned his face to look for any signs that he was joking. It didn’t take much long to tell he was dead serious. “Why?” I asked.
“So,” Derrick scratched the back of his head as he prepared his explanation. “Lex and I have a…an agreement.”
“Ok…” I prodded him to continue.
“Well…we agreed that I can fuck other chicks if, for every one, I find her a guy to fuck her. Like, a good one, not some fatass who’s gonna cum in three seconds.”
“So, tonight, I want to fuck her…” Derrick said as he pointed to a tall blonde MILF with fake tits.
“And it’s my job to even out the score with Lexi,” I finished for him.
“Exactly,” he confirmed.
This was as unorthodox as marital arrangements come, but I was in a phase in my life where I rarely said no to any consensual tryst with a beautiful woman.
I nodded. “As long as you’re sure,” I agreed.
Derrick smiled broadly and clapped me on my shoulder, “Fantastic. A couple of things you should know,” he explained, counting off each item on his fingers. “First, don’t fuck around with Lex. Just be straight with her. She wants to fuck, you want to fuck. Don’t make it complicated.”
He continued, “Second, she hates full-on anal but loves having her asshole teased. Finally, be fucking passionate. Spank her, kiss her hard, pull her hair.” He smirked as he concluded, “Trust me she’ll love it.”
Derrick made a beeline to the blonde MILF as I scanned the yard looking for Lexi. We had only met briefly earlier in the evening, but even from a distance, I recognized her petite form as she sat alone on a yard couch. She was scrolling her phone, apparently bored with this whole event.
I finished the last of my merlot in one gulp and walked toward her. My crotch started to tingle as she came into view. She wore a baby blue spaghetti-strap sundress that made her deeply-tanned skin look even darker. Her wavy brown hair hung freely over her dainty shoulders, framing a beautiful angular face. Her delicate jawline was well-defined, her eyes almond-shaped, and her nose small and cute. But her lips really caught my attention. She had the fullest lips I had ever seen on a woman so petite.
Lexi looked up from her phone as I neared. She smiled politely and didn’t seem to mind as I took a seat next to her on the couch.
“Hi,” I said, uncreatively.
“Hi,” she responded.
“Thanks for letting me crash your party.”
Lexi smirked. “Well…you’re welcome, but it isn’t really MY party.”
She glanced over to where her husband Derrick was putting the moves on the blonde MILF, who was responding well to his advances.
That seemed to be my opening. “Well,” I said in a low voice, almost a whisper, giving me an excuse to lean closer to her. “What if we made it your party?” I lightly ran a finger over the bare skin just above her knee and waited for a response.