Pairing: Sharon/Brenda and Sharon/Brenda/Fritz

Head Cannon #58 "The majority of men that know Sharon is bisexual have thought about having a threesome with her and their wife, but they wouldn't dare ask."

A/N: This is a five part fic. This is based on the head cannon above. I must say this is a bit hard for me, I honestly know nothing about Fritz, even less than I know about Sharon. Also, I've always written about women being together, I don't do well when it's a man involved. But this is all a learning exercise for me. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything.

Part 1 Fritz tells Brenda about his discovery:

Brenda was typing away at her computer after a long day when Fritz opened the door to the bedroom. She looked up and smiled at him and then went back to her laptop. He was used to coming home to the sight of his wife working on a case, it was something he didn't really liked, but knew there was nothing he could do about it. He put his things down and sits on the edge of the bed, on the opposite side from his wife. For a moment he just looked at her, he loved to watch her read. When she was really into what she was reading, she'd always make cute little faces that he adored. He loosened his tie then slipped it over his head, putting it next to him on the bed while he reached for the buttons on his shirt.

Brenda looked up from her laptop again to see Fritz pulling off his pants, leaving him in his boxers. She could tell from his posture that it had been a long day for him as well, but unlike her, she didn't think he just wanted to rest. She shut her laptop down and then moved it to the nightstand. She got up from the bed and made her way to the kitchen, her mind was set on avoiding what seemed to be inevitable. She padded down to the kitchen, her bare feet relaxing on the cool ground. She had one thing, and one thing on her mind at this point... chocolate. She wanted, no, needed some chocolate. Any type of chocolate would be good after the long, tiring day she had. But she was more than glad when the first thing she found was a ding dong. She sighed with pleasure as she felt the round treat in her hand.

She moved to the living room and sat on the sofa, ding dong in hand. She leaned back into the cushion and slowly peeled open the treat, careful not to ruin the cake in the process, soft sighs escaped her slightly parted lips. Once it was freed from it's wrapping, Brenda slowly brought it to her mouth, just the nearness was making her mouth water. She took a big bite into it, the richness of the chocolate took over her taste buds, and another soft sigh was elicited by it. She moaned into the cake as she took another bite, this time the white cream filling was also there. The sugar overload put a big smile on her face, her broad lips curving up as she chewed. She dipped her finger into the center, bringing the cream out and quickly deposited it into her mouth. Her tongue snaked around her finger a few times, removing the sweetness from it and then she pulled it out with an audible pop.

Brenda heard Fritz come into the living room, but didn't bother to even acknowledge him when she had a half-eaten ding dong in her hand. She took another bite and this time she fell full onto her back on the sofa, the chocolate momentarily paralyzing her in the best way possible. She lifted her legs onto the sofa and took the last bite of her ding dong and let that last moan escape as she opened her mouth again. She closed it back and savored that last bite, chewing it slowly, letting the chocolate mingle completely with her taste buds. She felt complete bliss wash over her as she finished it and she closed her eyes slowly, not yet ready to actually have a conversation with her husband.

A few moments pass, Brenda finally sat up and looked at her husband, a smile on her face as she stood up. "Hey," she greeted as she crossed the room to where he was seated. She kissed him softly on the lips, a quick kiss that left him wanting more from her. His lips formed a smile under hers and then she moved back a little and his eyes dropped to her lips. Afraid of what he might say or do that might ruin her chocolate high, she moved away completely. "How was your day Fritzi?" She asked, her voice soft and sweet to his ears.

He sat back in the seat he had just vacated and pulled her down with him, pulling her to sit on his lap. "Stressful, I don't really want to talk about it now, though. Yours?"

Brenda sighed deeply and put her head to rest on his chest. "Horrible, just horrible."

"Rough day, I guess." Fritz ran his fingers through his wife's curls, something that he knew made her feel better after a rough day.

"Yes," she murmured into his chest. "This case is starting to get to me, it's heartbreaking, to say the least." She sat up and looked at her husband in the eyes. "Can we go to sleep now, honey?"

"Come on, put your arms around my neck." Brenda did and then he picked her up as he got up and walked to the bedroom in silence. He put her onto the bed softly and then went out of the room to turn off all of the lights. Before going to the bed he turned off the bedroom light and then lied down beside his wife. She instantly cuddled into his body and he smiled in her neck, loving the closeness.

After awhile of just lying there, Fritz decided to break the silence. "You sleep?" He asked, even though he knew she wasn't.

"No, I'm still up." She turned around and faces him.

The smell of chocolate hit his nose immediately as he breathed in. "You want to know what I heard today at work?"

Brenda rolled her eyes. She couldn't believe she turned around for gossip, even though this was how they always fell asleep when they weren't having sex. "Sure," she said, her voice not hiding the fact that she was a bit annoyed.

Fritz rolled his eyes as well and then cleared his throat. "I was talking to Jim this morning-by the way he says hi-and he told me something very, uh, interesting." Brenda raised an eyebrow and he continued. "Jim was telling me about this female detective in Robbery and Homicide that accused Captain Raydor of lying during her OIS investigation because she slept with her and it went bad."

"Wait," Brenda sat up, but was unable to continue because Fritz started to speak again.

"Before you say anything listen." Brenda nodded and leaned against the pillows. "I thought I misheard him or something, but then he continued on and was telling me how the Chief had to handle everything before it got out of control. So, I was still processing the new information when he started to tell me about the time that his wife suggested a threesome with the Captain, and by then I was just shocked." Brenda hummed.

"So, did they?" Brenda asked, her voice not doing a thing to hide any of her curiosity.

Fritz shook his head. "He said that he couldn't ask her, you know how unapproachable she is, and they aren't even really friends. He said that he's heard that other men have been in the same position, but nobody has ever asked, well not that he knows about. Apparently, everyone thinks she would do it, if she was actually propositioned, but the idea only stays as a fantasy."

"Would you want to?" Brenda asked, somewhat afraid to hear his answer.

"Of course not," was his too quick answer and she saw the signs that he was lying.

She didn't really care that he did, even she could admit that the Captain was a beautiful woman. When she didn't want to strangle the woman, she sometimes wanted to have her hands on her body in other ways. Brenda got up and moved to straddle her husband's waist. "You're lying to me," she whispered into his ear and then sat up and looked him in the eyes. "You know I don't like it when you lie to me Fritzi," she said as her hands traveled across his biceps. "Tell me the truth, honey."

Fritz closed his eyes and let his hands travel up his wife's bare legs and toned thighs until he reached the bottom of the shorts. "Yes," he said, it was nothing more than a whisper.

She moved her lips to his and kissed him deeply, her hips rocked slowly on him and she could already feel that he was hard. Her lips moved against his slowly, her tongue slowly snaked out to explore her husband's mouth. The roof of his mouth, across his teeth and against his tongue, she loved the taste of his mouth. When she needed air she moved to an upright position and continued to rock against him.

"So tell me, have you thought about it yet? Have you thought about inviting that woman into our bed? Did you think about what it would be like to make her come undone with your touch?" She husked as she rocked her hips harder. The thin materials between them did nothing to hide how much he wanted her, or maybe how much he wanted her and the other woman. Brenda could feel herself becoming wet, not only because of her husband's hard shaft rubbing against her, but also at the thought of the Captain. A soft moan came from her mouth and she moved to kiss down his torso.

Fritz didn't say anything for a few moments, he was still unsure if Brenda actually wanted to know. She must want to know though, or she wouldn't be asking. "I have," he admitted before he grunted.

"What do you want to do to her?" Brenda asked as she moved off of him and kissed over the waistband of his boxers. Fritz didn't say anything, so Brenda stopped what she was doing.

When it occurred to him that she wasn't going to continue, unless he did, he went on. "I want to kiss her, kiss her softly at first, but then harder."

Brenda moved up to kiss him. "Like this?" She asked as she proceeded to kiss him, softly at first, but then with more force.

"Yeah, like that," he said when she pulled away from the kiss and moved back to her previous position.

"Keep goin'," she told him as she pulled off his boxers.

He watched her with a lot of intensity as she slowly wrapped her hand around his hard shaft. "I want to undress her and I want you to help me, I want you to do most of it and I want to watch." His voice was huskier, laced with all the unhidden lust.

She hummed in pleasure, "keep going, honey." She said softly, her breath teasing his shaft. She moved her hand up and down slowly and his hips bucked.

"I want to kiss against her neck and back as you remove all of her clothes and kiss the front of her body, and kiss her lips. I want," he groaned as Brenda's pace quickened, "I want you to let her touch you, kiss you, and I want to just watch you two." Fritz stopped talking as Brenda wrapped her lips around him and began to suck on him with just the right amount of pressure.

When she noticed he'd stopped, so did she. "I need you to continue," she said, not even hiding that she was enjoying the idea. She was more than enjoying it though, she felt her slickness without even touching herself, she could tell that she was soaking her panties. The idea of touching the woman was driving her crazy, it was something she'd thought of before, but having her husband think it was so much more of a tun on. "If you want me to continue to touch you, then you're going to have to go on honey."

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" His voice was not accusing, it was full of amusement, he liked the idea of his wife liking it.

"More than you know," she admitted.

He pulled her up to him and rolled them over so that she was lying on the bed with him hovering over her. He pulled off her tank top quickly and her bare breasts begged to be touched. He smiled down to her, and she smiled back as she pulled his mouth to her own. They kissed frantically, almost like their lives depended on it. Brenda sighed into the kiss and used her hands to remove her own shorts and panties. Fritz broke away from the kiss and helped her finish. He looked at his wife's naked body and couldn't wait until he was able to feel all of her against him.

"Now I can see how much you're enjoying it," he said as he kissed her inner thighs. She was soaked, like she knew she would be. She gasped when his lips ghosted over her wet center, but he didn't touch her, he just let his mouth stay there for a few seconds as he inhaled her musty, earthy arousal.

She was getting frustrated with the teasing and pulled him up to kiss him. As they kissed she wrapped her legs around his waist, almost forcing him to do as she wanted. He didn't complain and he didn't object, he did what she wanted. The pace was slow at first, but as the kiss grew more frantic he began to pick up the pace. They moved together, their bodies reacting at the same time, moans meeting each other between their mouths. She moved away from the kiss and his lips instantly found her neck. He kissed her softly like always. He was always so tender with her and was sure to never leave a mark. She never complained, but she always wished that he would suck a little harder, maybe even bite her a little.

They continued to talk about the Captain that night, which they were both sure was the reason for the incredible sex they had. It hadn't been this good in years, and they were both exhausted when they finished. They lied there in each other's arms; Fritz making soothing circles on her back and Brenda sighing happily on his chest. After awhile of being silent, Brenda wanted to know if Fritz really wanted to do all the things he said he did, or if it was all just foreplay for him. She moved away from his touch and looked into his deep eyes.

"Honey?" Her voice was honey sweet. When she heard him grunt in response she went on. "I was wonderin', if, uh, if you were serious about what you said."

He propped him up on his elbow. "Serious about what?"

"About Sharon. Do you really want to do those things you said?" Fritz averted his eyes and then mumbled under his breath. "What was that?"

"Do you want to do the things you said you wanted to do?" Fritz asked, avoiding answering the question, which did not go unnoticed by his wife.

"I do," she admitted, "and I know you do as well." She moved back over to his body and wrapped a leg and arm around him. "It's okay to fantasize about other people, Fritzi." She spoke in a reassuring tone, one that was more to herself than it was to him.

"OK, honey." He replied and let her snuggle into her body completely. And that was how they fell asleep; in each other's arm, but still so far away from each other. Fritz wondering if Brenda was serious, and hoping that she was even though it bothered him a little bit. Brenda on the other hand was thinking about Sharon in a more sexual way. She fell asleep with thoughts of touching the woman and being touch by her as well. She could almost hear her speaking to her as she finally fell asleep, so when she dreamed, the sound of that woman was the first thing she heard.

TBC