A Dinner Surprise for Three

by erotic scribbler

©Copyright 2018 erotic scribbler

Chapter 1

Dawn looked away from her computer screen and blew out a long, exasperated breath as she stood. This was a terrible idea, she thought and got mad at her husband all over again. But Nate hadn't forced her hand when she decided to click on that link. Curiosity had gotten the best of her. Dawn reached under her skirt and yanked her drenched panties from between her enflamed pussy lips.

When Nate told Dawn about it, she had agreed, assuming nothing would come of it. After all, it was pure fantasy. Why not let her husband go online and request a story be written for her? Neither of them had ever been overly adventurous, but recently Dawn discovered how much she liked having her asshole played with. It would be a lie to say the idea hadn't floated through her mind occasionally while they were in a heated lovemaking session.

Although, when Dawn found out her husband had posted pictures of her tits for the would-be author's inspiration, she was furious. Random men around the world were looking at her and having thoughts that she was sure she didn't want to hear about. Nate told her he couldn't take them down himself, and the site was run by people who took forever to do anything, so it might take a while. Don’t worry about it, he said, it’s just your tits.

That night, while her husband was sleeping, Dawn had learned something about herself. She wasn't as prudent as she supposed. What would be the harm in knowing what someone other than Nate thought about her body? The truth was, Dawn was scared.

She always thought her breasts might be too soft and her nipples too big. But her curiosity was a greater force than the fear. They are complete strangers who you'll never meet, she told herself and opened the thread with her images.

After thirty minutes of reading the things those strangers had to say about her body, Dawn had gotten into bed and woke her husband up. "What, ah, what are-"

Nate stopped trying to speak and stared down at Dawn while she sucked his cock. Giving head was something she had always been passionate about, but that night, Dawn gave Nate the best blowjob of his life.

Now, after months of empty promises and excuses, Erotic Scribbler had finally finished writing the story. Dawn had expected it to be some incoherent teenager's dribble. Maybe she had hoped that's what it would be. If she had known it wasn't and the effect it would have on her, would she have read it?

Dawn scrolled back to the top of A Dinner Surprise for Three and started reading again. Her panties were flooded and soaking through her pants, but she refused to take them off. If she got caught fingering herself while reading a threesome story written about her, Nate would assume she wanted one.

Dawn didn't. She was smart enough to know it could lead to problems. What if the other guy had a bigger cock, or fucked better? What if her husband got jealous? Nate might be disturbed if she went wild the way the author had depicted her in his story.

Chapter 2

What if he loved it and wanted her to keep acting like a horny girl, exploring every aspect of her sexuality? What if she wanted to do that and he didn’t?

After Dawn's third reading of Erotic Scribbler's fantasy, she knew a few more things. Erotic Scribbler thought she was cute and sexy, and Dawn felt like she could picture him. She saw him sitting behind a keyboard, staring at her images, creating an imaginary person.

Was it possible for someone to look at a picture of her and read her hidden thoughts? Of course not, Dawn told herself. She didn't want to believe anything like that existed inside her mind. That fuckin' author had planted those evil thoughts in her head. She was a good girl and a faithful wife, not a wild woman who needed to experience two cocks at the same time.

No, she didn't want to suck a dick while another cock was stuffed in her pussy. She certainly didn't want to see the look on her husband's face when he saw her rubbing her face on another man's groin, licking his cock like a cum hungry slut.

Dawn bumped twenty threads so A Dinner Surprise for Three would fall into the abyss of the story section. Nate couldn't see it, not yet, not until she figured out how to make it come true without blowing up their marriage or a friendship.

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It took a week of secretly peeking at the thread, which she now thought of as hers before Dawn was convinced the author hadn't impregnated her brain with those ideas. He had mined them from that place deep within every human, and Dawn had embraced the darkness.

Erotic Scribbler had laid out a diabolical scheme that would shield her from serious repercussions. There was no doubt in her mind that Nate would go along with it; after all, this started as his idea. The only thing left for her to do was make dinner for three and invite Jon. That was the scary part for her.

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When the day came for Dawn to invite their friend, Jon, to dinner, she practiced her speech repeatedly in her head before making the call. Of course, Jon wanted to come over for dinner; he loved how she cooked. The rest of their conversation hadn't been as agreeable, though. Jon couldn't believe she was asking him to do something that sounded like a porn movie.

"I promise, Jon, it's going to work. All you have to do is follow my leads. Nate will love it."

"Or he might beat my ass out the front door," Jon said.

"That isn't going to happen. I promise he wants this. It's an early birthday present, something we have talked about for years. It was his idea in the first place. I'd never do it with anybody except you. I've always thought you were handsome, and I'm pretty sure I caught you checking me out a few hundred times."