On Her Knees

***Part 21 in an anthology of women performing oral sex.

***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.

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Cynthia checked the oven; the chicken had plenty of time to cook. Everything else was read; that was the only thing left to be done. The way she timed it, she could get dressed, fix her makeup and hair, and get the chicken out just in time for her husband, Frank, to arrive from work. She was always good at timing these things; she was usually off by no more than a few minutes. It was a lot easier with the kids not around; they were at their grandmother's house for the night so she could have some alone time with her husband for the first time in weeks.

In the bedroom, she put on a sexy red bra that held up her 34D's perfectly and showed off plenty of cleavage, and a matching thong. She checked out her ass in the mirror to see how it looked with the thong. She had no problem with her tits; they were still amazing, but she was always concerned about her ass. Ever since she turned 30, five years ago, she was always concerned it might get too big because other women in her family, which is why she's always working on it at the gym. Her husband was more of a breast guy anyway, but that doesn't mean she didn't want to still look great at her age. She planned on looking hot well into her fifties, no matter how much hard work it takes.

She then put on the red, short-sleeved dress that hugged her curves perfectly. It didn't show any cleavage, but plenty of her legs; she wanted to look sexy for Frank, but not overdo it. She always liked to look sexy, but in a classy way. She then did her makeup and fixed up her long blonde hair. She looked at herself in the mirror again; she gave herself a wink and blew a kiss at the mirror. She wasn't a conceited woman, but she thought she looked incredible.

She then put on a pair of red kitten-heel shoes and went back to the kitchen. She checked on her chicken, and it was just a few minutes away from being ready, just as she planned. She checked the time and knew Frank would be home not long after she got the dinner table ready. She quickly fixed up the dinner table with the dishes and silverware, got the other entrées ready, and finally, two glasses and a cork opener for the wine that Frank said he would be bringing. She got it all just in time for the chicken to be ready, so she took it out and placed it as the centerpiece of the dinner table.

From the kitchen, she heard the front door being unlocked and knew it had to be Frank.

"Perfect timing," she said proudly to herself. She was always happy when she planned things out perfectly.

She walked over to the foyer, excited to greet her husband.

"Hello, sweetie," she said in a loving voice.

"Hey, honey," said Frank. "Wow, you look wonderful."

"Thank you, dear. I thought you said you were bringing wine."

"I have it," said a voice from outside.

From behind him another man walked into the foyer, stunning Cynthia as she didn't expect anybody else would be coming. It was one of Frank's longtime friends, Danny, who was carrying a wine bottle in his hand.

"Oh, hello, Danny," she said.

"Hello, Cynthia," he replied. "Wow, you look beautiful."

"Thank you," she said. "It's a nice surprise to see you here."

Danny looked at how Cynthia was dressed and could smell the meal she had made and came to one conclusion.

"Oh no, is this a date for you guys?" he asked. "Am I interrupting date night?"

Cynthia and Frank both talked over each other as they assured him nothing was wrong. But then they realized how talking like this sounded like they were covering up and then admitted it was supposed to be a date night for them.

"My fault, I'm sorry," said Frank. "I got the days mixed up and thought inviting Danny for dinner would be a surprise."

That confused Cynthia as she didn't know what other night Frank could be confusing this for. He knew very well tonight was planned a while ago because her mother was watching the kids for the weekend.

She didn't mind guests, especially Danny, whom she always liked more than some of Frank's other friends. But she would've liked some advanced notice that he was coming so she could've been more prepared for a third person for dinner. Not only that, she would not have been overdressed like this, especially while wearing sexy underwear under her dress.

"Maybe I should get going," said Danny.

Again, Cynthia and Frank spoke over each other as they assured him it was alright to stay for dinner. Danny then thanked them both and handed the wine to Cynthia as a gift for inviting him. Cynthia looked at the wine bottle's label and commented on Danny's excellent choice for which he thanked her for.

She told the gentlemen to go to watch some TV while she got the dinner table ready. She now how to fix up everything for three people now; it wouldn't take long but she had to see if she had enough food besides the chicken for a third person.

When she was done, she still felt a little annoyed that Frank didn't mention he was bringing a guest for dinner. He said he had a surprise for tonight when he called earlier, but was vague on the details. She guessed he might have assumed she'd be against the idea of inviting Danny for dinner. She might have, but she would have at least suggested they reschedule his visit.

But she wasn't going to turn Danny away; he was having a tough time after his divorce. His wife cheated on him with a coworker and got pregnant by him. Not only that, they seem to be very happy together, which really hurt Danny considering how he always treated her like a queen.

She went to the living room to find the gentlemen watching a game show and trying to guess the answers.

"Dinner is ready if you guys would like to get started," she said. "I'll join you in a few minutes."

As she headed up the stairs, she heard Frank tell Danny to go ahead to the dining room because he had to talk to Cynthia in private about something. He followed her to the bedroom where she was about ready to take off her dress to change into something more appropriate.

"What do you want to talk about?" she asked as she got the zipper on her back pulled down.

Frank ran up behind her and pulled the zipper back up.

"I had a feeling you were going to change out of that dress, so I thought I'd stop you," he said.

"Why? This would've been good if it was just for you," she said. "But now we have a guest. I am overdressed."

"Nonsense, you look great."

He guided her to the standing mirror to let her get a good look at herself with him standing right behind her.

"You look so beautiful," he said as he kissed her neck from behind and had his hands on her hips.

"Thank you," she said, loving how he was kissing her neck.

"This dress is classy, but so damn sexy," he said as he moved his hands upward and cupped her breasts from behind.

"Yes, it is isn't it," she said, getting a little turned on.

"Danny is going to love seeing you like this tonight."

"Yes, he will--Wait! What?"

She pushed her husband away and turned around to face him.

"Wait a second. Is he here for what I think he's here for?" she asked.

"Yes, he is," he admitted.

Cynthia was stunned and turned away from Frank. She had her hands on her hips and shaking her head, in disbelief that Frank would bring Danny here for this situation. She then turned around and faced her husband with a very angry look.

"No," she said.

"What? You agreed to do this," he said.

"Not with Danny, of all people," she said. "I can't give him a blowjob."

A few years into their marriage, they began experimenting with different ways to spice up their sex life. Roleplaying was their favorite way to do this, they loved playing different people and living out their sexual fantasies with each other. But they've also enjoyed using toys, some light bondage, recording themselves and a few other things.

In the last few years, Frank has brought up bringing other people into the bedroom. At first, Cynthia thought he was going to suggest another woman, a common male fantasy, but was surprised he suggested another man. She had heard that some husbands want to see their wives satisfied by other men, but she didn't think Frank was the type.

What was even more surprising was that his fantasy didn't involve her having sex with another man, but instead for her to give another man a blowjob. Even more surprising, he wants her to blow a man while he fucks her from behind. If he was suggesting sex with another man, it would've been shocking, but in a way, understandable. But he was specific on the idea of her performing oral sex on another man as he had sex with her. He explained seeing her in a submissive position like that, was a real turn on for him. She was at least relieved he didn't want her to have intercourse with that other man, but the idea of it was still too much for her.

Of course, she said no immediately to the idea, but he kept bringing up the idea; in fact, he was very persistent about it. Over the next few years, he kept bringing it up, and she at least tried to compromise with him on the idea. They tried to roleplay the idea of her orally pleasuring another man; it worked a little, not for very long. Eventually, when he kept persisting on the idea, she tried to at least suggest doing this with another woman. She had experimented with a woman in college and was willing to do it again; she figured it was better to go down on a woman than take a stranger's dick in her mouth. Frank liked the idea but then suggested they first try this with a man and later a woman.

After some time, he wore her down, and she began to warm up to the idea of this fantasy. She began watching porn scenes that include two men and one woman and rewatched the parts where the men took the girl on both ends. She learned this position was called split roasting, which she thought was a funny but very accurate way of describing it.

She finally agreed to his fantasy, and he was ecstatic. The only thing they had to do was find the right person to do this with. Cynthia had no idea who it was going to be, but she didn't think it was going to be one of her husband's friends.

"Why not Danny?" he asked. "He's a good guy, will keep this a secret, and I know you think he's attractive, which should be helpful for you. Don't deny it; you think he's attractive."

"Yes, he's a good-looking guy," she admitted. "But that's not the point. When I agreed to this, I didn't think it would be with one of your friends."

"Who did you think it was going to be? Some stranger? Did you really want to go down on a stranger's dick?"

Cynthia had nothing to say. She admitted her husband was right; she didn't think about who it might be that she would agree to give a blowjob to. She certainly wasn't going to go down on some stranger, but at the same time, she never thought about going down on someone she knew.

"I guess I never really thought about it until now," she said.

"Danny is someone we could trust to do this with," said Frank. "He's a very discreet person and would never tell anyone about what we did. Not only that, he's not the type of guy who will try to come back for seconds, or perhaps more."

"He does have some good, trustworthy qualities," she said.

"Also, he could use something like this," Frank continued. "He hasn't been with anybody since his wife left him. He needs to get some sexual release, even if it's just a blowjob."

"What? Julia left him over a year ago. He hadn't had sex in a year?"

"Longer," said Frank. "He told me she hadn't slept with him in the last six months of his marriage. He tried, but apparently, she didn't want to cheat on her secret boyfriend with her own husband, and those were her exact words."

"Oh my God," Cynthia said, shocked by these revelations. "I noticed he hadn't dated anybody since the divorce, but I didn't give it much thought about his sex life."

"That's why I chose him; he could use something sexually adventurous to give him the confidence he needs to get out there and meet other women."

After giving it some thought, Cynthia decided that she should do this with Danny. Not just to fulfill some fantasy for her and Frank, but to help Danny, who must be extremely sexually frustrated by now.

"Ok, I'll do it. I'll give Danny a blowjob."

"Excellent," Frank said excitedly. "Now all I have to do is convince Danny."

"Wait a second. He doesn't know that's why he's here?"

"No, of course not," said Frank with a chuckle. "He would never go for it if I just went up to him and asked. I just invited him for a friendly dinner, and I knew you would be wearing something sexy, and I thought that might help him convince him to say yes when I asked."

"And that's why you invited him on our date night," she said. "I thought it was odd that you got this confused with another date. Not a bad plan."

"Thank you," he said, proudly.

They went to the dining room where Danny was waiting for them. As they ate dinner, they had a nice conversation about what was going on in their lives, stuff about the kids, work-related stories, and so on. Cynthia casually asked Danny if he was seeing anybody; he gave her a very vague answer about it and found a way to change the subject. This confirmed to her how correct Frank was about how long it might have been since he was with a woman.

During the dinner, Cynthia decided to show Danny some attention as a way to get him interested in Frank's suggestion when he talks to him about it later. She laughed at his jokes, no matter how bad they were; she gently touched his hand when the moment arose, and she was always smiling at him.

She also made sure he got a good look at how sexy she looked in her dress. She sat close to him and positioned herself in a way so he could get a good look at her legs. She would also bend over the table to get something, getting her breasts close to him so he could get an idea of how big they were. She now wished she wore a dress that showed some cleavage so that move would work better, but she could tell it was still working. At one point she pretended to drop a fork next to Danny and bent down to pick it up in a way to get him to check out her ass.

All the while, Frank was smiling at Cynthia and occasionally winking at her to let her know she was doing a good job.

When they were done, Frank and Danny helped Cynthia take the leftovers to the kitchen counter, where she packed up the leftovers to put back in the fridge and washed the dishes. She then quickly cleaned up the dining room table and then went to join the men in the living room.

When she got there, the men were sitting on the couch, drinking the wine that Danny brought, and had a glass ready for her. Cynthia grabbed her wine glass and then sat between them, moving up close to Frank, who put his arm around her. Frank was at the beginning of his pitch to Danny about his idea. He didn't bring it up right away; he wanted to slowly bring it up to get him used to the idea.

He started off bringing up his dating life and got him to admit there wasn't much going on there. He then brought up his sex life and suggested he was a little frustrated in that department, which Danny had no choice but to admit. Frank then casually brought up just having sex with someone just to get it out of his system, like a one-night stand or finding someone who could be his friend with benefits. Danny felt a little awkward talking about that, but Cynthia got in on the conversation and found a way to make him comfortable talking about this.

Finally, Frank found a way to let Danny know about his fantasy with Cynthia. At first, Danny thought he was talking about fantasies that people have and brought up a couple of his own. Then Frank specifically said what he wanted to do with Cynthia and how he wanted Danny to help them achieve that fantasy.

"So, no sex; just a blowjob?" Danny asked, looking confused.

"That's right," said Cynthia.

"But you'll be having sex with her while she blows me?" he asked Frank.

"That's correct," Frank replied.

"And that's why you invited me here tonight?"

"Correct again," said Frank.

Danny was speechless; he had no idea how to react or what to say in this situation. Cynthia couldn't blame him for his reaction; it took her a few years to get used to the idea of doing this; he only had less than five minutes to contemplate it.

"And you're willing to do this?" Danny asked Cynthia. "With me?"

"I think it sounds fun and exciting," she said. "I never did anything like this before; it could be a great experience. And if I'm going to do it with someone, it should be with someone I can trust, like you."

"I'm flattered you thought of me for this and that you trust me," he replied. "But I'm sorry, I don't think I can do something like this. At least, not with one of my friend's wives. And I think of you as a friend too, Cynthia; it's just too awkward."

They all took a sip of their wine during a moment of silence between them.

"Honey, can you give us a minute alone?" Frank asked his wife.

"Sure, sweetie."

She poured some more wine in her glass and left the room so that Frank would talk to Danny alone so he could convince him to go along with their fantasy. She went to the dining room, far enough away from the living room where she couldn't hear the men talking. She leaned against the edge of the dining table, drinking her wine while she waited to hear back from Frank. He was a great salesman where he worked, which was why he became a junior vice president, and he was always able to convince people to see things his way pretty fast. The only exception was convincing Cynthia to fulfill his fantasy, which took three years, but that was a different circumstance. For this situation, she would give Frank a fifty-fifty shot at convincing Danny to go along with this.

Cynthia waited for a long time. She kept checking her watch; it had been at least twenty minutes since she left them alone together. She was also almost out of wine; she drank it as slowly as possible, but eventually the glass was going to be empty. A moment later, Frank and Danny entered the dining room, both carrying their wine glasses.

"Alright, he's in," said Frank, with a huge smile.

"Really? Are you sure?" She asked Danny.

"I think it could be a lot of fun," said Frank. "And like you said, it would be a great experience."

"So, all that's left is when to do this," said Cynthia. "Should we do this now? Wait a little? I really don't know if there are any rules of etiquette for this."

"We're all new to this," said Frank. "I say we do it now while the idea is still fresh in our minds."

Danny and Cynthia both agreed now was a good time.

"Just one thing I need to bring up," said Danny.

"You can have one of my condoms; don't worry about it," said Frank. "But I'm not going to use one with my own wife."

"That's understandable," said Danny. "But that's not what I was going to bring up. Just one thing comes to mind, and that's what to do if either one of us finishes before the other person. Do we both stop? Does the other person keep going? Or do you have any other idea of what to do?"

"That's actually a good question," said Cynthia.

"I have thought about this," said Frank. "I think it's only fair if either one of us finishes first then the other person should still be allowed to continue. No sense in forcing the other person to stop their fun because someone else couldn't last longer than they'd hoped."

"It does make sense if you want to continue if Danny finishes; I am your wife after all," said Cynthia. "But you'll be alright if I continue with Danny, if you finish first?"

"If that happens, sure," Frank answered with a laugh, as if to suggest that Danny couldn't outlast him in bed.