Last night my church youth group had an activity. One of our leaders (Kate) is a tall, striking brunette with the best body at church (and yes, I know I’m going to hell for thinking of her in this way, especially when she’s being all churchy and I’m thinking about bending her over a pew and sending her to heaven in a totally different way).
5’8”, long brown hair, fantastic shoulders, great waist, terrific chest (full, firm, no giggle, great bras, and great nipples that tend to show through just about anything). She has a fantastic ass, which I saw at a swimming party last year. Side note - She was horsing around with some of the younger girls and somehow developed a total wedgie. She ran up the stairs out of the pool to retrieve a beach ball and, well, she might as well have been wearing a g-string. It was wonderful. It got even better when she realized it and reached deep between the cheeks to get it all out again, the whole thing was fun, sexy, and I couldn’t get out of the pool for several minutes.
Anyway, her husband is a total jerk. I don’t have any idea how they got married. On his best days his is only 5”6”, must weight about 180, scruffy beard, bad hair, an accountant, and, according to the girls who are “in the know,” he doesn’t keep her at all happy in bed. Seriously, if I was with her, she’d be dressed in THIS all day and I’d get fired for never showing up for work.
She is funny, blunt, open about sex, and wears fantastic tops that are modest because they cover everything, but totally sexy because they are thin, tight, and show every curve. I have such a crush on her, it’s surprising that I haven’t blurted out something stupid yet, but I’m sure she’s oblivious to my interest.
Last night I was in a flirty mood and complimented her on her hair (something safe), and told her that she looked very cute. She said “Thanks”, gave me a long full-eye contact smile, and leaned in towards me just a touch. I’m sure she wasn’t going to kiss me in front of 20 witnesses from the parish, but the body language was very intimate.
But, to the dream. (I’m already 6 minutes over my allotment)
We are at a dinner party at their house, a new ranch style mini-mansion that is set on 3 acres on the edge a nature preserve. She’s in high heels, a short skirt, a tight blouse with a thin lace bra, and her hair was in an “up” do. The crowd is all standing in the kitchen and living room, listening to her little troll of a husband make a speech. I have a drink in one hand and she walks up behind me, take my drink, sips it slowly, and stands very close behind me.
With my hands empty, she reaches for my right hand that hangs by my side and takes me by the wrist, guiding my hand up under her skirt and between her legs! I naturally pull back in surprise, but she grips my wrist tighter and holds my fingers tight against her panties. I press back in to her, forcing her up against their pantry door and her free hand unzips my fly and pulls my erection out of my pants.
Dozens of people are in the kitchen with us, dozens more are in the living room, but there I am with my hand up her skirt, rubbing furiously through the wet satin of her panties, and she’s giving me a hand job just inches away from her other guests. Suddenly her panties were gone and I my fingers were inside her and she started to cum, and she was loud. Several of the guests turned and watched her orgasm knock her to the floor and giggled as she tried to keep her hands on me as her knees buckled. One of her friends (an unknown face to me), place her hand over the end of my cock and whispered, “Don’t make a mess” and I came in to her hand.
As my orgasm finished I turned to look for Kate but she was nowhere to be found. Suddenly I heard her voice from the front of the room and saw her standing next to her husband as his speech ended. She wrapped her hands around him and gave him a big kiss for the cameras, and I looked down and saw that I was totally dressed.
I don’t know, maybe it wasn’t worth blogging about, but it was an amazing dream, a very sexy image for me to fantasize about today, and she’s a wonderful, sexy, vibrant woman who’s not getting what she needs at home.
Confession – I am a coward, I changed the ending of the dream because it makes me uncomfortable to admit the real ending.
90% of this dream was real, but the last 10% was changed. In the “real” dream, we were getting close to cumming when her husband appeared next to us and saw what we were doing. Instead of being mad, he simply stated, as if it were a business transaction for 20 reams of paper, “If you want to fuck my wife, that’s fine, but I get to fuck you while you do it,” and I started to consider it.
Even in my dream‑state I was debating if I should let a guy have me just so I could get to his super-hot wife. Then we started bargaining.
“You can have my ass if I get her three times, twice without you there.” “Agreed”
“Oral or not?” “Not”
“I can do anything I want with her?” “Yes”
“Does she have a say in this?” “No”
“No?” I was shocked that he didn’t let her decide. I looked in to Kate’s eyes for an answer, and she nodded her head yes. She was asking me to spread my cheeks for her husband so I could have her. A compliment? A sacrifice? I wasn’t sure, but I knew then, in my dream, as I do in real life, that I wanted her very badly.
She rolled over and opened her legs to me and suddenly the three of us were naked. I was about to enter her, and he was about to enter me, when I slapped him away and pulled myself off of her.
“What’s wrong?” they both asked?
“If I let you fuck me, I won’t be able to donate blood anymore,” I said, “and that’s how I earn all my free meal passes.” I started to dress. “There is a question that asks if you’ve had sex with a man, even once, since 1970, and I’d have to start answering yes, and they won’t let me donate. Sorry.”
I walked off, and the dream ended.
That’s what made me pick the title of “A very strange dream.”(and this took way more than 15 minutes to write)