My wife, Caroline, told me about an event that happened years ago. I did not believe what she told me that lazy Sunday night. We laughed about it since the topic was so out of our norm. But here we are, twenty years later. We have matured in many different ways. Sexually, we are more adventurous. Financially, we are more established, and professionally, we are solid.

A cruel twist of fate appeared to me today at church. A lady stopped me in the parking lot after service had ended. This lady was an attractive middle-aged lady, with style and grace dripping from her presence. We engaged in the usual post-service conversation. This lady introduced herself to me. She went on to tell me that she knew my wife. It turned out that they had been good friends back when they were in college. Through the years, they had lost contact.

The mystery woman told me her name was Jazmine.

She told me that Caroline, my wife, had been a positive force in her professional and personal development. We exchanged contact information. She asked me to have Caroline give her a call when she could because she was in our town for a week on business.

Caroline and I migrated here to Nashville about ten years ago. We had lived in Columbus, Ohio, for most of our lives. After finishing college up North, we got established in the world of work. The weather in Ohio had worn us out, especially those cold and snowy winters. The crazy college kids who worshiped Ohio State football were a nuisance, too.

We were glad we had moved on and were in a better place now. Those old memories were behind us now. After being in the South for a while, we felt more settled in and at home. We fell in love with all that Southern home cooking. But there is more going on in Nashville than music and good food.

Jazmine asked me to tell Caroline how much she hoped they could hang out while she was in town. Catching up with life's details would be fun.

Today was about Caroline and Jazmine.

Later that day, when I got home, I remembered to tell Caroline about this encounter at Church. The reaction was one of pleasant disbelief. She began to ask me how this stranger was, as if I remembered who she was. I told Caroline that I did not remember this lady, but she seemed to know me.

Caroline went on to say, "This is the lady that I made out with years ago at the Women’s Retreat in Wisconsin back in the eighties." She corrected herself by saying, "This is the lady who helped me explore another side of my sexual self."

I sat up now because the lady I had met earlier today gave no outward indication of bisexuality or that she had any lesbian tendencies at all. So, here I was at a moment of puzzlement.

I gave Caroline the phone number, which she promptly called. They talked for what seemed like hours. I went into the den to watch the football game. Later that evening, Caroline called me, saying, "Mike, I’ll be back in a while. Jazmine is staying at the "Double Tree" Hotel over by the mall. "I’m going to run over there and catch up with her since today is my off day and Monday is back to work."

I yelled out, "Okay, sure! Enjoy yourself."

Jazmine met her in the lobby. They went up to Jazmine's room, got buck naked, and they had the most amazing sex two women could ever have. Jazz was married to a guy, and they had two great kids who were doing great. She had a happy life and a great job. Nobody knew that she was a closet bisexual except Caroline. For over 20 years, she had played the role of wife and mother without complaining. She had done what was expected, and everything had turned out great. But it was oh so bland. Caroline had done the same thing. I did not know that my wife had an appetite for this type of scene, but maybe I chose not to believe it.

Jazmine was going down on Caroline again. Caroline could not believe how good it felt to feel her clit swell as Jazz serviced her masterfully. Jazz was her first girl-on-girl physical interaction. That made their bond special. Caroline was in heaven, it seemed, because she had not explored that feeling before today since those days years ago when they first discovered that this was the best way not to become pregnant. Caroline was bucking now as she got closer to another orgasm.

Jazmine was munching on that wet, creamy slit of pleasure like she was making up for lost time. Caroline was getting closer now. This is when Jazmine put her finger inside of her and began to work her G-spot. This was new for Caroline. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she began squirting as she hit that moment of climax. Soon they were both out of breath and spent. They fell asleep in each other’s arms. I can only imagine what a serene and erotic scene that was.

When they woke up, Caroline was in a panic. She realized that she had been gone a long time and that the kids and I would be thinking that something had happened to her. She called me right away. Caroline told me that she and Jazmine had gone to the restaurant near the mall and had lost track of time.

I said, "No problem. I am watching a good game. Things here are cool, no problem." After some chit-chat, she told me she would be home soon, but could I call for a pizza for the kids if they needed something? I told her that the kids were out with their buddies and were not home. She breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, the conversation was over. Caroline told Jazmine that all was well at home.

Jazmine said, "Wow, girl, you are much hotter now than I remembered." Caroline expressed how she felt by saying, "I don’t know how I have done real life for so long without this kind of experience? Caroline told Jazmine that she had never cum like that before. She went on to say, "You are my all-time best lover ever!" And with that, she proceeded to go down on Jazmine again. She loved on her slowly and methodically this time. She took her time, and that went on for a long while. Caroline paused and said, "You are tremendous; you did me so damn good. It has been so long since I tasted a woman. I want to enjoy you now." Jazmine was already in a state of bliss. Caroline dug her fingernails into Jazmine’s butt and pulled her closer. Jazmine had already been moaning, but now she was humming and moaning. Caroline was revving up, and her tongue was flying all over that clit of Jazmine’s.

The feeling of anticipation had been building for over 20 years and, more recently, for 40 minutes straight, but now Jazz was about to go over the edge into complete ecstasy.

Caroline started servicing her hole with her tongue now. That set Jazz off. As the climax started, Caroline pressed her face into that pulsating slit of pleasure. Then, she let out a loud stream of curse words. She said, I’ve been waiting and looking for somebody to fucking get me off like this for too damn long! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. Jazz was bucking this time. She had shaken off the quiet Church lady persona, and the horny, nasty girl was out now.

After a brief interlude, Jazmine settled down. Caroline said, "damn girl, you cum so good it almost got me off again". But they agreed that it was time for Caroline to get back to her regular life.

There was no dominant player in their lovemaking. It was all love and good feelings. Caroline got dressed. Jazmine stayed naked. Caroline said, "Damn, you look hot. Are we going to be able to stop doing this? Do we want to stop doing this?" Jazmine said, "The stakes are too high; we both have too much to lose if this blows up. It could change our lives in a super negative way. We have too much on the line."

What happened in this room stays in this room. While Jazz was talking, she was rubbing Caroline’s nipples through her shirt. Caroline said I will call you tomorrow. I may call out and not go to work, so we can do this again. Jazmine said, "This is like a drug. The more you get, the more you are going to want. Let’s stop now and hold these memories forever. You can call, but I will be going back to Denver and my regular life."

This is the alternative to watching Sunday night football. Then, to finish the night, they kissed passionately. Jazz pinned Caroline against the wall and dry-humped her while the tongue play was off the chain, yummy, yummy.

Caroline had never been happier since that day. She was beyond ecstatic about how happy she was for those hours of pleasure the two of them had shared today. As Caroline drove home, tears of joy ran down her face because she realized that she did have it all.

The end