I met Ella and Felix through a mutual friend. Ella is a cute little brunette, she's claims she's 5' flat, but I'm not sure she's that tall, and maybe 100lbs. Felix is a pretty classic short, nerdy guy. Probably 4 inches taller than Ella, thick glasses, messy hair, maybe 135lb dad bod, looks like the accountant that he is.

I'm the opposite of him in a lot of ways. Tall. Handsome. Lots of "experience." Which meant that Felix was at least jealous, but it honestly felt like he hated me there for a while. That didn't stop me from flirting with his wife. I'd text her, call her, send her pictures of me, or things I thought she'd look cute in.

She loved the attention. She flirted back. Cute pictures of her, or "accidentally" texting me things that were meant for her husband "only." We chatted for the better part of 2 weeks, before she added Felix to it and started a group chat.

She's been keeping him in the loop the whole time. Apparently, at first he hated the idea of her flirting with me ("of all people"). But then got turned on by the idea of her with another guy. Which turned into her being with me specifically, in part because of his jealousy of me.

He filled me on the details of their fantasy. I told them "fulfilling fantasies is my specialty" and invited her to dinner Friday night, and told them the fantasy starts now.

Knowing what they wanted I texted him solo. "Felix. You're going to pay for our dinner. You're going to be our DD and you'll be staying at the bar until we're ready to go. And you're going to thank me for the privilege."

He played his part the way I'd hoped when he responded "I will fucking not. Ella is my wife! Not yours!"

Almost immediately I responded "Maybe. But Friday night, no matter what happens here, she's going to be shaking in pleasure while I'm between her legs. So. Say it."

I got the three dots. Then nothing. Then dots. Nothing. Then the simple answer I'd expected "Thank you."

Friday night came, I pulled up to their house and layed on the horn. I didn't even bother to knock. Ella bounced out of the house in a tight white tank top and black yoga pants. She was slender, but the outfit showed off the little bit of curve she did have.

Felix was out a moment later in a polo and jeans. He was looking angry/excited. I flipped him my keys when Ella got close to me, he was still 15 feet away or so. They hit him in the chest and fell to the ground when he flailed at them. I laughed at him, then picked Ella up off the ground so our lips could meet.

We kissed for a moment. I opened the back door and helped her in. I looked at Felix still trying to pick up my keys "Let's go dumbass. We're ready." and climbed into the backseat with her. He turned red, fumbled the keys again, but finally managed to make his way into the driver's seat.

Ella and I made out in the backseat essentially the entire ride to the local restaurant. I made sure we were in the rearview mirror as much as possible giving Felix a show.

We got to there, and got settled. Ella and I at a table sitting close to each other, Felix at the bar where he could see. We talked, flirted, drank and ate the better part of our meal.

I leaned in and whispered into Ella's ear. She smiled and enthusiasticly nodded. Ella got up, took her purse with her and headed towards the bathroom. I gave her maybe a full minute, then I winked at Felix, adjusted my bulge, and followed the path she'd just taken.

The unisex bathroom was unlocked, I let myself in. As I'd suggested she was sitting on the sink, topless, legs open, panties next to her, yoga pants on the floor, her finger working her clit.

"You look fucking hot" I said as I locked the door behind me

"What took you so long? Mhmm... I'm getting close"

I dropped my pants and let out my cock. Kicking my pants and boxers to the side of the room.

She added to her little groans of pleasure "yes, please. I need it."

I smiled and looked her over. Damn she had a tight body. Those little tits looked good bouncing while she played with herself. I made my way over there, slipped my shirt off and added it to the growing pile of clothes.

I pulled her to the edge of the sink and pushed my cock inside of her. The head went in with a little pop, the rest slid in easily. She kept working her clit. I was able to give her every inch she wanted. Her moans were getting louder so I put my hand over her mouth. That was her tipping point. I felt her clench down on my hand first, then the pussy spasms started.

She caught her breath and looked up at me "that was so good... Wow... Thank you."

I slipped my still hard dick out of her. She got to her knees and slurped up her juices mixing with mine. "Cum on my tits" she said as she started stroking me faster. I couldn't hold on and aimed for those perky little A cups. I sprayed and splashed her with my salty goodness, she got her left hand in the line of fire. Made sure her ring was covered with my cum.

She found her phone while I was recovering. Snapping high selfies of herself. Each one you could clearly see the state of her tits and ring.

I chuckled to myself remembering a particular part of the fetish Felix wanted. "I have an idea. Clean yourself up with those panties and we'll leave them here for your husband"

She had a cute little grin on her face as she did exactly that. I snapped a couple pictures of my own while she did, making sure the focus was my cum and her panties. She hung them on the inside of the door.

The two of us walked out of the bathroom considerably more disheveled than we'd gone in. When we got back to the table I licked my lips at Felix. Ella texted him the selfies she'd taken first. When she'd finished I followed up and sent him the picture from my phone "these are waiting for you in the bathroom. Put them on, and we'll meet you at the car."

I watched as he got the messages. I could almost make it out in the reflection of his glasses. He tried hard to look angry again, but the only thing he really felt was lust.

I grabbed Ella by the hand and walked her to the car while Felix paid and got his "trophy"...

I got a reply just as we were getting to the car. A mirror shot. Felix had his boxers in hand. I could see he was rock hard, pushing against Ella's cute little panties. But I'm not sure he even made it to the bow, let alone out the top. He was maybe 5 inches, but likely closer to 4. His message was simple, but ideal "Thank you."

(If there's interest I'll go ahead and follow up with what happened at their house that night)