Fantasies are made like this.

I have a vacation home and was needing to take an afternoon, evening and morning off to make a few seasonal changes.  Thinking ahead, I called one of my favorite ladies and asked if she would like to have an evening away, and the answer was "yes."

Well, she called the next day and asked if she could bring along a friend, and went on to tell me that the friend was a beautiful mature lady who is not a provider, is not bi, but is just a great friend and conversationalist.

I agreed, totally unsure of what I agreed with.

Well, the friend turned out to be drop-dead gorgeous, a great conversationalist on nearly every subject, and even made it clear that she would stay out of the way when we played.

We arrived and we played while the friend lounged in the hot tub.  Afterward, I treated them to dinner where a great time was had by all, and we returned for the evening.

We started getting a little passionate on the couch, and the friend started to excuse herself, but I assure her that we were not "going all out" at that time.  She stayed, we had some wine, and then we retired for the evening.

Sometime later I awoke to the call of nature and after taking care of business I went to the kitchen to get something to drink.  SURPRISE!  The friend was still sitting in the recliner and I was in my birthday suit.

Well, we decided to move to her bedroom, and some wonderful play time.  Afterward, I returned to her friend for the remainder of the evening.  As morning rose, we played again, had breakfast, cleaned up, made the necessary seasonal changes at the vacation home, and started our return.  Nothing was said about the early morning event until we were several miles away, then the ice was broken.

The friends stated: "This was fun, and we need to do it again!"  I wasn't sure where this conversation was going, so I responded, "I was very happy that you came along!"  Her response cause me to slow the car down: "Thank you for visiting with me last night."  Then I stopped, and looked at the provider.

Her first look was of anger, but then it changed to a smile.  "Did you two play last night?  It is a shame that we're not bi, as we could have played together."  We had a very pleasant and stimulating return.

Yeah, We will have to do it again.