Bill nodded. He liked a good Shiraz and she had chosen his favourite for their quiet dinner. The children were with their grandparents for the night so it was just the two of them. They didn’t get many nights alone like this. They had busy lives running a family business as well as parenting, which meant that they had little time together, or perhaps not as much time as they would like. Sandy knew that they needed to spend some alone and she had deliberately engineered this evening, even to the extent of switching off their business mobile phones.
Bill had been most nervous when she took his mobile from him and switched it off, “I want your full attention tonight,” she had told him as soon as he closed the front door behind him. “Full attention!” she emphasised, with a stroke of his crotch as she kissed him.
His reaction was immediate. She was wearing intoxicating perfume and she was also wearing a new black dress. It was low cut and short. He looked down at her cleavage and then also noticed that she wearing a new pair of shoes, high heels that added inches to her five feet two slim frame. He was pretty certain that underneath that dress there would be new lingerie and black stockings. His bulge expanded at her touch.
“You have time for a quick shower while I prepare the steaks,” she told him as she gave him a gentle squeeze before releasing him.
He pulled her to him and kissed her. He also took the opportunity to slip his hand under the hem of her dress. “Fuck!” he exclaimed, “you’re not wearing any panties.”
She felt his fingers against her freshly shaved crotch and gently pushed him away. “Come on,” she told him, “I have dinner to prepare.”
Bill reluctantly pulled away and went for a shower. He could have fucked her there and then. If it had been up to him he would have done but that would not have been fair on Sandy. Most of their couplings lately had been hurried affairs; snatching moments very late at night or early morning. He knew that Sandy wanted an evening of slow and unhurried passion. She also wanted to talk about something as well. It made him nervous. He knew that it was something more serious than work or the family.
Bill took his glass to his lips, took in the bouquet of the grape, and then sipped. The steak had been good; one appetite had been satisfied. He was ready for sex now.
“I was talking to Polly today,” Sandy suddenly said.
Polly was his sister and she was married to Andy. He used to work in the business with them when they first started up together but after a while he wanted partnership status with them. As far as they were concerned it was a family business and the only partners that would join them in the future would be their children once they grew up.
They lived nearby but they only occasionally socialised. They too lived busy lives as well. Sandy though was quite close to Polly, they chatted on the phone regularly and sometimes shopped together.
“How is she?” Bill asked her. Not that he really wanted to know. Sandy looked very sexy tonight and he was horny. Their well lit open fire and the sheepskin rug in front of it looked inviting. It had been a long time since he had thrown a few cushions down on it and fucked her long and hard.
“Things have really improved between them,” she told him. “They are much happier.”
Polly and Andy had been having relationship problems. She had confided in Sandy that she was considering having an affair. Andy apparently was not very adventurous in bed. Sandy had started to go into detail when she had first told him a few weeks ago but he had stopped her. He did not want to know about his sister’s sex life.
“That’s good. So what turned things around then?” he asked, wondering what had changed things.
Sandy smiled, “Do you really want to know?” she asked him.
“Okay,” he told her, “but leave out the gory bits.”
Sandy laughed for a moment and then suddenly looked all serious, “Actually... actually she now has a fuck buddy,” she told him, as she looked down at her wine glass.
“What?” Bill responded.
“She has a fuck buddy,” she repeated. “Well, she calls him a ‘friend with benefits’ but it’s the same thing.”
“You’re having me on,” Bill replied.
Sandy shook her head. “No, I’m serious. They had a good heart to heart about their love life, or rather lack of it, and he agreed that she could have a fuck buddy.”
“Wow,” Bill exclaimed, “and Andy agreed just like that?”
“Well there was a bit more to it than that,” she told him. “Polly explained to Andy that she was not being satisfied and that there was a guy at work who was interested in her. She told Andy that she wasn’t interested in a love affair or anything like that. She just wanted sex with someone without all the drama or the emotional baggage.”
Bill fell silent.
“You look shocked,” Sandy told him.
“I suppose I am,” he replied. “Just goes to show that you never really know what goes on behind someone else’s four walls.”
Sandy smiled before taking another sip of wine.
“So what’s the arrangement then?” Bill asked, “She just has a night out with her ‘friend with benefits’ as and when?”
Sandy laughed, she reached across the table and put her hand on his. “As and when,” she laughed. “I suppose you could put it that way.”
“And Andy doesn’t object?”
“He loves her,” Sandy told him, “and he knows that she needs more than he can give her.”
Bill took her hand and kissed it, “At least you don’t have that problem.”
Sandy smiled. “That’s true, but don’t get complacent. I just might find a fuck buddy,” she said as she got up and leant across the table.
Bill got up as well and they began to kiss. He reached over with his hand and cupped her breasts, “That rug looks inviting,” he said to her.
“Mmm,” Sandy moaned.
Minutes later they were on the carpet. Sandy had taken off her dress to make sure that it didn’t get spoilt, and lay down on the cushion that Bill had placed on the floor. He was eager and ready to take her but it had been a long time since he had fucked her properly. He wanted to taste her, wanted to pleasure her, so he lay down between her open thighs and, after gently prising her cunt lips, began to use his tongue on her.
Her hands fell onto the back of his head and her fingers dug deep and hard as he pleasured her. Her moans were soft at first but as he penetrated deeper with his tongue, her moans grew into loud cries of pleasure. Bill then gradually began to work his fingers inside her using them like a cock and she began to writhe and buck her hips wildly. It had been a long time since she had been pleasured like this. By the time that he had brought her full orgasm on Sandy was almost screaming the place down.
When she had recovered from her climax she got up, undressed him and then sucked him to the point of climax. Stopping, until the moment had passed, she turned round and mounted him reverse cowgirl style and fucked him until he came. They both then lay huddled together in the warmth of the heat from the fire. Sandy ran her hand down his body, she loved his hairy chest; she wasn’t one of those who went for the smooth look.
“Would you feel threatened by a fuck buddy?” she asked him.
Bill opened his eyes and looked at her as she lay with her head resting on his chest. “How do mean, threatened?”
“If you were married to someone and she had a fuck buddy,” she explained.
“Of course I would,” he told her, “Wouldn’t you if your husband had one?”
She laughed, “I suppose I would,” she admitted, “but men are different to women. A woman can have sex with a man and see it just as that, sex, and nothing else. Men tend to get emotionally involved easier.”
“You sound as though as you want a fuck buddy,” Bill said, “someone just for sex.”
“It would be nice,” Sandy replied. “Listening to Polly talking about her relationship has got me interested. They do things together that she never does with Andy, things that Andy isn’t even interested in.”
“So why doesn’t she just ask Andy?”
“She has,” Sandy responded. “She always wanted to try anal sex for example and he didn’t like the idea. Her FWB loves doing it to her.”
“Too much information,” Bill told her.
“Then there are things that she would prefer to do with her FWB than Andy,” she continued.
Bill ran his hand down her side, cupping her breasts for a few moments before venturing to her groin. “And what would you like to try with a fuck buddy given the chance?” he asked her.
“Mmm,” she murmured, “lots of things. But basically just to be available for one whenever he wanted sex. Be someone’s slut and let him do whatever he wanted to do with me.”
“But you have that already, more or less, with me.”
Sandy shook her head, “No,” she told him. “With you I am a wife and homemaker as well as a friend and lover, and I really love being that. But sometimes you need to be something other than all that. Sometimes you just want to be used for sex.”
“I’m sure I could manage that.”
Sandy turned her face upwards, smiled at him then kissed him. “I like you just the way you are. You are the perfect husband and lover,” she told him.
Bill ran his hand over her body again, “I don’t think I would like the idea of another man lying like this with you, touching you like I am, enjoying your body, fucking you.”
Sandy turned onto her side and kissed him before reaching for his cock, “Hmm,” she moaned, “I would.”
“You have a filthy mind,” Bill told her as he felt her fingers arousing him.
She kissed his chest and then moved down his body showering him with light kisses all the way down to his groin. “He has a very big one you know?” Sandy said softly as she kissed the tip of his cock.
Bill’s eyes were closed and he was enjoying her attention, “Who has?”
“Alan,” she answered him, “Polly’s FWB.”
“I... I don’t want to know,” he told her as she took him fully in her mouth.
“She said I could have him if Andy gets that job in New Zealand,” she told him. “I could look after him for her.”
Bill didn’t want to hear but he couldn’t stop himself getting excited listening to her. Sandy pulled away and began to apply her gentle kisses all the way back up his body to his lips.
“It’s a no go then?” she said.
Bill gripped her shoulders, rolled her onto her back and mounted her, “You don’t need anyone else,” He told her as he thrust his erection into her.
Sandy wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, “Prove it to me,” she goaded.
Bill obliged her.
It was three weeks later when they met up with Polly and Andy. They had invited them over for dinner wanting to share the good news about Andy’s new job in New Zealand. Polly was excited about finding a teaching job there too. At the moment there were only supply teacher jobs available here.
“Won’t you miss your FWB?” Sandy said to her.
Polly smiled and Bill looked away. “He’ll still be around in a couple of years time if Andy’s contract comes to an end.”
Bill didn’t want to get involved with the subject of his sister’s FWB so he began to clear some of the dishes and took them into the kitchen. Polly followed him in with some dishes.
“Sorry if I embarrassed you,” she told him.
They had been quite close in their childhood but in the natural course of events they grew older and went their own ways, even though they still stayed close together. “It’s okay,” he told her.
“I hear Sandy has asked you if Alan could be her FWB while I was away.”
Bill was taken aback.
“Sorry, if I am being intrusive,” she said to him. “I... I just wanted to try and reassure you that you would have nothing to worry about if... well, they got together.”
“How do you mean?” he asked getting drawn into the subject.
“Well things are different now compared to mum and dad’s day aren’t they?” she told him. “In their day couples married and stayed faithful. There was little freedom when it came down to sex. But things are different today. I mean, you can divorce sex and love, they don’t necessarily come together. You can have sexual relationships with someone and still have love and commitment with another.”
Bill could see where she was coming from. “I can see your point there but it’s not for everyone is it?”
“I agree,” she told him, “and you and Sandy are very happy, but for someone like me and Andy, well. Before Alan came along we were always arguing and it all came from the fact that I was frustrated. Andy didn’t like the things that I liked and, well. Now we are very happy. We very rarely row and Alan has certainly bucked Andy’s ideas up. It’s almost as if they are in competition with each other in that area.”
Bill smiled. “All the same though,” Bill said, “Sandy and I are happy in that area.”
“What if... what if Sandy was like me and wanted to try new things?” she asked him.