Beyond the Backyard

I was out of town again. Lovely inspirations show up. If you’re reading, EK, you started this.

“Come on over and take a look,” said Hal. He had pulled out the photo album of past meetings for his reunion group. Something was up. Hal wasn’t sharing. Reminiscing was more accurate. When I spotted the picture of him with Janie Matthews, my intuition was confirmed. They looked great together, and it was obvious he had a thing for her. Even though he had my heart, he still carried a flicker of “what if” and I could work with that.

The night of the reunion was a perfect late Spring evening. The sky was clear with a quarter moon and stars observing us. We hosted the event in our lovely and well-maintained tropical backyard garden. Round white tables and chairs dotted the lawn with vases of sunflowers adding the color.

Hal greeted his friends, and I stood by the open bar facilitating the drink service. As I inhaled the heavy gardenia scent hanging in the air, the bartender scooped ice, and it clinked in each glass. I glanced around noticing how everyone enjoyed the ambiance of the setting. From my spot on the patio, I saw Hal and Janie connect with each other. Confirmed by their body language, their initial zing still existed, and their embrace made me hot.

Following the meal and as the after-dinner drinks began, I mingled with the guests watching for my signal. When it occurred, I moved to the backyard behind the lattice divider at the edge of the garage. This corner was invisible to the guests.

Janie had grabbed Hal by the hand and pulled him along the garage wall. My vantage point allowed me perfect sight and sound of the two of them and my excitement rose.

“Don’t you think it’s time for us, Hal?” Janie had positioned them well, and my view and hearing were perfect. She turned them so the sides of their bodies faced me and I could observe their reactions.

“Margaret is the center of my life, Janie.”

“But you’ve thought about us?” Her fingers stroked his shoulders, and he clenched his fists. He’s trying to resist.

“I remember that Key West Trip when we were on the boat together. You drove me crazy in that tiny bikini.”

“You wanted to touch me didn’t you.”

“I did.”

“I wanted that and a lot more, but I was with Bud then.”

He nodded. “And now I’m with Margaret.”

She leaned closer to him. “You smell better than the magnolias.” She nuzzled his neck, but he pulled back and placed his hands on hers like he was about to remove them from his shoulders.

“Wait, Hal, can’t we share one kiss?”

It surprised me when he cupped her face with both hands and moved in tenderly. “The one kiss I’ve wanted a lifetime couldn’t hurt.”

Janie pushed forward sliding her hands up his back and then pulled his body flush against hers. I was in an erotic puddle, so he had to be sporting an erection. When her hands landed on his ass, she squeezed, and Hal groaned. I had to cross my legs to contain the arousal running through me. This show was better than I had hoped. My slippery wetness leaked out of me, and I shoved my hand under my dress and circled my clit.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you too, Hal.”

“Well, we both got what we wanted.”

“Not exactly.” She rubbed her hand across his fly. “This is what I want to kiss. Your cock is so big, Hal.” Janie dropped to her knees.

Was it his disbelief, agony, or excitement I witnessed?

She reached for his belt. I gasped and circled faster on my clit.

“No, no. This can’t happen.”

“Why?”

“Come on Janie. You know why. Margaret.”

“I bet Margaret loves your big cock. Maybe she would share.”

And that was my cue.

Hal laughed. “Well, Margaret isn’t here to ask, Janie.”

I walked up behind Hal. “Oh, but I am, Hal.”

I wrapped my hands around his waist as I pressed my body against his back pushing my hard nipples into him. His heart rate had skyrocketed. I felt it when I moved my hands up his chest.

“Marg—”

“Baby, calm down. You’re feeling good, right?” I ran my hand over his cock and squeezed. Hard as steel. “Janie, you worked him up well.”

“Do you think I’ll get to kiss him like I want?”

I ground my pelvis into his ass as I continued to massage his cock. “What do you say, Hal?”

He looked down at Janie and turned his head toward me.

“You set this up?” Lawyers can be slow occasionally, but mine always got there.

“You know I like to watch.” I pushed against his cock. “I took matters into my own hands.”

“You want Janie to kiss my cock?”

“Hal, I hope Janie will do a lot more than kiss it.” His grin matched the moon’s glow.

“Oh, yes.”

“Go for it Janie, just like we discussed.”

Janie unfastened Hal’s belt and then unzipped his pants executing my fantasy. I pushed his pants and boxers to the ground. In the moonlight, Janie’s wet lips shone as she bent forward and kissed the tip of his penis.

“Spread your legs and get centered, Hal. We have plans for you.”

Janie wasted no time. She went all the way down on my husband in one fluid motion. I scraped my nails against his ass. That growl in his throat set me off.

“Don’t you like being naughty with all your friends in the yard?”

“So hot, Margaret.”

“And here’s the woman you wanted, directed by me.” He looked down at Janie and stroked her hair.

“Hal, this has made me wicked hot. I’m dripping with desire. You want to taste?”

I pushed two fingers into my wet center and clamped down on them to fire me up.

“God, I hear you, Margaret. So wet.”

“Her you go, baby.” I held my fingers to Hal’s lips, and his tongue slipped out for a dab. Janie worked his cock with both hands and then went down on him again. I mirrored her motion with my fingers in Hal’s mouth. He sucked on me as she sucked on him.

We were in backyard heaven. Janie on her knees, stroking and sucking. Hal sucked my fingers. He moaned and was getting close. I clasped his ass and pulled my fingers from his mouth.

“You can always have what you want, if you include me, Hal.”

He nodded as he rocked his pelvis meeting Janie’s strokes. “Pull her hair and give me your mouth.”

We were breathing hard. I latched on to his lips, sought his tongue, and sucked. Heat and arousal churned through all of us, and I had never been more turned on. Janie had told me blowjobs were her thing, and she was right. She hummed, and he groaned into my mouth, and I soaked it all up. And like familiar lovers do, I knew Hal was about to come. He released Janie’s hair, turned, and wrapped his arms around me. His orgasm surged as our tongues dueled and Janie finished him off, taking all the fluid he had.

In the distance, the train horn sounded and voices of the guests floated over the air. Touching foreheads, we smiled at each other.

“Let’s help Janie up,” I said. We each stretched out a hand and pulled her up into a three-way embrace.

“Hi, Janie, nice to meet you.”

“And you Margaret.”

“This may not have happened thirty years ago, but it was more than perfect today,” said Hal.

“I’m glad you contacted me, Margaret. What about—,” asked Janie?

“We can discuss more of us later. My husband owes me a backyard thank you fuck.”

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