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This stumped Marci for a moment, then she thought of a third option. “You mean groomed?”
“Trimmed, groomed. Yeah,” he said. “Like yours and Susan’s.”
This was a direct reference to my wife’s pubic hair situation as well as my ex-girlfriend’s. It had a strange energy. I couldn’t fault him for having seen their pubic hair. It was right there in front of him.
“I see you shave,” said Susan. “So does Ryan.”
Now my wife was discussing my neighbor’s balls.
“Yeah,” said Greg. We all looked at Greg’s balls.
“Anyway,” I said. “I guess I’ll start the grill now. Is everyone hungry?”
“How about some wine first, Ryan? I’m not really hungry yet,” said Susan. “I can get it.”
“I’ll go with you,” said Marci.
Ah-oh, I thought. That would leave Greg and me alone for the first time, and we were both sitting there naked. I hadn’t thought of this happening in the mix. We were losing our buffers.
As the women left, I decided to nip any potential awkward silence in the bud.
“I can get you something else, Greg. Would you prefer a beer or a cocktail?”
“No, wine is great, thanks. I should probably have brought something.”
“No, you’re fine. Anyway, if we run out of anything you’re right next door.”
“Okay, sure,” he said.
“That’s terrible about Kathy,” I said. “I had no idea you were going through that sort of thing. I only talked to her a few times. I can’t say I really knew her.”
“Between you and me, Ryan, it wasn’t a good fit to begin with.”
“No?”
“No. She was hot as hell, and we hooked up before I was mature enough to know any better. It was a T&A situation. I wasn’t thinking long term there. I went for the hotness.”
“That can happen.” I didn’t know what else to say. Kathy didn’t seem to have much going on in the attic, but, as I said, I barely ever talked with her. She was a flight attendant and thus seldom around.
“Your wife is attractive,” said Greg. “So is your friend Marci.”
“Thanks. Susan and Marci are both also very bright. Sometimes it can get tiring. They never let you relax.”
Greg laughed. “It’s a nice problem to have.”
He became quiet, which kind of killed the roll I felt we were on. He turned to face me, dropping his feet to the deck which also meant his cock and balls were now hanging directly in front of me. I was glad his cock didn’t reach the deck.
“May I ask you something, Ryan?”
“Sure. Shoot.”
“What’s going on here?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s clear something is going on. Are you guys swingers? Is that what this is about?”
“No! Not at all, Greg.” I did my best to sound surprised at the question. “We’ve never done that.” This was true.
“Okay. Sorry. Now I feel foolish for asking.”
I now felt foolish too. How could I really explain it? I decided there was no graceful way to tell him what was going on. I rubbed my hands together to gather my thoughts, then just told him the facts.
“Look, Greg, I feel a little foolish myself. The fact is, when Susan talked with you last weekend on the lawn, I mean, in her underwear, she really had forgotten she’d taken off her robe. She was lost in her thoughts when you knocked on the gate. She opened it without thinking.”
“I know,” said Greg. “I didn’t think otherwise, really.”
“And then later she admitted that, reflecting back on the incident, she was aroused by it. And then she thought about that, and about how our sex life had been kind of, I don’t know, not that exciting lately. But that night she was fully charged up, I mean sexually, and it was because of what happened with you in the yard. Do you follow me so far?”
“Yeah. She played the incident over in her mind and it made her horny. I can see that. It’s like those dreams I mentioned, you know, when you’re caught naked.”
“Exactly. So, that got her thinking about how that little act of, let’s call it pseudo infidelity, got her excited. Me too, if I’m to be honest. And she started thinking about what would happen if you saw her naked—with my knowledge of course. If being seen in her underwear got her aroused, how would she feel to being seen naked by another man? That was her thinking… Well, our thinking, actually. Then the other night we made love in our living room with the curtains open. It was a kind of test. I don’t know if you noticed…”
“I would be lying to say I didn’t.”
“It was Susan’s idea. She liked the idea of us being watched while we made love. Again, it kind of worked for both of us, just the possibility that someone might be watching. I know it sounds sleazy on the surface.”
“No. I get it. Kathy and I had a similar experience, but it was accidental. After the fact, that’s when it worked, so I know what you mean.”
“Well, there’s more. We kidded about Susan being unfaithful and, to be honest, it got us both kind of hot. And then today made her think, or at least acknowledge, that she liked the idea, and mentioned you might be a candidate. That’s the sum of any premeditation.”
“You’re saying the idea of your wife sleeping with me has become something more than just speculative.”
I thought about it. He was right.
“That’s it more or less,” I said. “The fact is, we couldn’t deny how that small incident in the yard with you, when Susan was in her underwear, sparked something in us. Shortly after she told me about it, we were going at each other like sex-addicted teenagers. Right where you’re sitting, actually...”
“I kind of noticed that too, Ryan. I think the whole neighborhood noticed.”
“Well, I’m sorry about that. We…”
“No. Don’t be sorry. It was inspiring.”
“Thanks. Anyway, that all set the stage for today. It was to be like a test, you see, to test how Susan would feel about another man seeing
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