The men stripped off their shirts and joined their wives in the water. Knowing it was what men always did, Maggie compared their physiques while they were side-by-side. Gary wasn’t nearly as buff as Adam, but she liked his body. His tummy was soft and he had the beginning of love handles, but he felt comfy and safe in her arms. Adam on the other hand, had still retained some of the athlete's muscle tone he'd had in his youth. Adam's chest was wide and his arms thick and firm. His chest had a light covering of brown hair, while Gary was smooth. Maggie found both men very attractive in their differences.
Adam tried to be careful, only using his eyes behind his sunglasses, but he could not keep his eyes off of Alexandra. Her tight body looked incredible in that bikini. It was even better now that he had some idea of how she looked out of the bikini. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t actually seen her tits bare yet. He had to do something about that. He stayed low in the pool and hoped the water and his baggy board shorts hid his boner. Alexandra boosted herself out of the pool and seeing her ass like that physically hurt. He had no idea how he was going to get out of the water.
Gary worked the grill after their swim while the wives dried off the kids and Adam buzzed around, making sure everyone's drinks were filled, and chatting. Adam kept the blender busy, mixing strawberry and banana daiquiris and margaritas. He had a heavy hand on the booze, which drew a look from Alexandra.
“Are you trying to get me drunk?”
“I hear you’re easy when you’re drunk,” he replied, grinning.
“Hush! Someone might hear you,” Alexandra warned, but Maggie was walking to the other side of the pool, where Gary was corralling the kids.
“Don’t worry. Your drink isn’t any stronger than anyone else’s.”
“So you’re trying to get us all drunk?”
“It might make the night more interesting. Maybe the others will get drunk and pass out.” Adam ran his hand down her bare side. He loved how firm she felt.
“Quit it,” she warned, even though she liked his touch.
Gary and Maggie went inside to put the kids down. Alexandra finished cleaning up the deck and Adam lit the tiki torches placed around the perimeter. The evening was cooling and Alexandra ducked inside to change, but her only concession to the chill was to add a short khaki skirt and skimpy tank top over her bikini. She wanted to keep Adam on his toes. Her hair was in a ponytail that fell straight down her back.
"Gary said he was cool with you coming home so late. Is that true?” Adam asked. He was already buzzed, but it didn't stop him from pouring more drinks for himself and Alexandra.
"Surprisingly, yes. He was already in bed when I got home, and just gave me a kiss and rolled over."
"He didn't want any nookie?"
"No, I guess he wasn't horny, but God knows I was," she answered, and then wanted to kick herself for admitting the truth.
"Wonder why?” he asked, coming closer and touching her on the arm. She stepped into him and he felt her stiff nipples pressing into his chest.
"You were so bad last night.”
“We both were.”
“We came so close to going too far.”
“I’m starting to wonder what’s too far,” he said.
Adam dropped his hand to her butt and he gave it a firm squeeze, which pulled her into his hard-on. His cock was throbbing and he wanted Alexandra so badly. He thought he could take her right there on the deck if Gary and Maggie took their time upstairs. Alexandra put her arms around his neck and looked deeply into his eyes, but didn't kiss him.
"You love Maggie. I'd like to think you wouldn't cheat. Playing around, teasing a little bit, that's fine, but fucking around is entirely different. I know I wouldn’t be okay fucking behind Gary’s back.”
Alexandra would not be okay with it, but she didn’t know that she would be able to control herself. Adam knew just how to drive her insane while seeming to do nothing at all. He wasn’t just a fun flirting partner anymore. Adam had become a man to her—one she cared about deeply. She could see past the rough exterior to what his wife saw in him. Adam was a tough guy to get close to, but there was something magnetic about him that made Alexandra need to try.
"I have a conscious. I couldn’t just fuck around on Maggie and be okay with it. I love her. She’s my life, and always will be. But lust is different, and sometimes it’s hard to deny that temptation. And I don’t know that I want to. But I don’t want to hurt Maggie, so I know we have to be careful."
"No, Gary and Maggie will never know about any of this,” she agreed.
"Maybe we can work out that reciprocal deal we talked about."
Alexandra laughed. “Now I know you’re not thinking clearly.”
“I don’t know. I know Maggie has a crush on your husband.”
“Really?” Alexandra just could not imagine it.
“And I’m getting a weird vibe around them.”
“It’s just wishful thinking.” She shook her head.
“Wishful thinking that my wife wants to sleep with another man?”
“Sure, because it means you get what you want.”
Adam seriously thought about it. He even tried to picture it. Would he truly be okay with Maggie screwing Gary? Picturing it didn’t do anything for him, but when he thought about the big picture, he was still fine with it. If Maggie was going to have an affair, Gary was probably the best, most harmless, possible choice. And then there was the possibility of getting Alexandra into his bed.
Alexandra watched him thinking and lightly kissed him. She felt his erection against her and the kiss grew hungry. It was risky, but their spouses would be tied up with the kids for a few minutes.
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Gary did his best to rush through the bedtime ritual, which was not easy when the kids were so wound up from playing and having a sleepover. Once they were settled, Maggie took the baby monitor receiver and eased the door closed behind her. Gary was right there in the hallway and he pinned her against the wall, his lips seeking hers. She eagerly opened her mouth to him and pushed her hands under his t-shirt to caress his bare back.
"You look so sexy tonight," Gary said, coming up for air.
"I was hoping you'd like it.”
Before dinner Maggie had changed into a pink sundress with a floral print. The outfit, which had spaghetti straps and fell just above the knee wasn't immodest, but it was more skin than Maggie had shown in a long time. She’d added a matching sweater against the encroaching chill and Gary was pulling at it.
"It looks great—especially when you lean over.” He peered down and enjoyed the rare view of her cleavage.
Maggie knew she'd have to be careful leaning forward in the dress, but then maybe she wouldn’t bother. She liked that Gary was peeking. Sadly, her own husband was so enthralled by Alexandra that she didn't think he'd glanced her way once. She knew Adam loved her, but it would be nice not to be taken for granted. Gary kissed her again and cupped her breast. She wished she could feel it better, but her strapless bra was so padded.
"Shouldn't we be getting back? They might start to wonder what's going on if we're up here too long," Maggie wondered.
Gary softly kissed her throat and said, "No, I don't think it would even occur to them we might misbehave. They're the crazy flirty ones, remember?”
“You don’t think they would… Do you?” It was hard to ask her question with Gary kissing her neck like that.
“Those two?” Gary didn’t like giving up prime kissing time to talk about their spouses, when he thought about it there did seem to be this strange tension between Alexandra and Adam. “Maybe they’re acting a little funny, but I just don’t see her doing that.”
Maggie pushed him back. “But you do think my husband would?”
“I didn’t say that.” Gary wondered about Adam sometimes, but when push came to shove, he was probably all bluster. He couldn’t see his friend risking it all for a piece of ass.
“You sort of implied it.”
Maggie pushed him b
“I didn’t mean anything,” Gary said, reaching for her again.
“I know. It’s just been a weird time.” Maggie gave him a full, deep kiss, one she wanted to continue all night. But she broke off and said, “We really should get back down there.” She giggled. “Maybe we’ll catch them in the act.”
ten
Adam and Alexandra were behaving themselves when the other couple returned to the patio. The gas fire pit, just to the left of the seating area, had been turned on and Maggie might have been a little disappointed. Gary accepted a fresh drink from Adam and winced at its potency. He could tell that both his wife and Adam were tipsy already and he tried to recall the last time they’d all been really drunk together. It had been a long time. Even Maggie took a big, strong drink from her husband without complaint. Gary sat back on a chaise lounge and Alexandra cuddled up between his legs. It almost felt odd to be matched with his own wife. The other couple sat opposite them on a loveseat lounge.
"We should take a vacation together. We could get the grandparents to take the kids and we could spend a week like real grownups, but without the responsibility,” Adam suggested. Maggie was leaning on his chest and his arm was around her.
"We could go to Cabo. It would be a blast," Gary suggested. He and Alexandra had gone right after college and had a great time.
"We're on the same page, my man. Sun, sand, surf, bikinis, body shots."
“Body shots. That is so cliché,” Maggie commented.
"If you really want to go crazy why don't we just go to Hedonism?” Alexandra said with a laugh.
Adam looked at Alexandra and imagined her on the clothing optional beach. "That would be great, but I don't think everyone would be down with it.” He thought his wife would pass out from shock at Hedonism.
"Hedonism would be…interesting," Gary added. How would Maggie react to a place like that? He could imagine Alexandra in her glory strutting down the sun-drenched beach without a stitch of clothing.
“I hear they play a lot of couples games down there,” Adam said.
Maggie elbowed her husband in the side. “Where are you hearing about Hedonism?”
“You just see stuff on the Internet.”
“What kind of games?” Gary asked.
“I know they do musical chairs, but with laps. And there’s some weird game where you’re not paired up with your normal partner and you have to change into each other’s bathing suits,” Adam said.
“I’m not sure I want to see you in one of Lexi’s bikinis,” Gary chuckled.
“I don’t know,” Alexandra piped in. “It could be hot.”
“I’d pay to see it,” Maggie added.
“You’re not going to see me in a bikini,” Adam said firmly.
“Not secure enough in your manhood?” Gary teased.
“How about just the top?” Alexandra suggested.
“How much?” Adam asked.
“A crisp hundred-dollar bill.”
“And I get to take the top off of you.”
Alexandra looked to her husband. Gary shrugged. Now he knew they’d all had too much to drink. He was kind of interested to see where this was going. How far would Adam push things if they were all sitting right there?
“Okay. Let’s do it right now,” Alexandra said, springing to her feet.
“Now?” Maggie said, surprised.
“Why not?” Adam asked. He stood too.
Alexandra had the same question in mind as her husband. How far would Adam push removing her bikini top? Of course she had inside information Gary did not. Still, he had to behave himself in front of their spouses—didn’t he? Adam slid the low table that took up the space between the seats to the side and Alexandra stepped into the opened gap. Adam was very close and when she shivered she told herself it was the chilly night—except they were close enough to the fire pit that she felt its heat down her side. Its dancing flames cast giant, crazy shadows of her and Adam onto the back of the house.
“How do we do this?” Adam asked, suddenly shy. Alexandra looked delectable in front of him and he knew what he wanted to do, but in front of their spouses he felt limited. True, they were all drunk and loose, but how wild could things get? How much pawing of his wife would Gary tolerate?
“Don’t tell me you’ve never taken a bikini off of a woman before,” Alexandra said.
“I know he has,” Maggie commented. “It wasn’t that long ago, was it? I know you remember what to do. Go for it, hon.”
Okay, that was weird. Adam thought his wife was encouraging him to lay hands on another woman. That couldn’t be right. He looked at Maggie and she didn’t look mad at all. That was all the encouragement he needed.
Alexandra’s loose tank top had big, open sides and Adam easily reached inside to find the bikini knot on her back. He was not in a rush and caressed her soft skin. Alexandra stiffened under his touch, but he knew enough to know it was not because she wanted him to stop. It was probably less than a minute, but to the two of them it felt like an eternity.
“Can’t find it?” Alexandra asked, forcing the words out. She hoped she kept her voice neutral. She was drunk and horny, so what would have been relatively innocent normally had her heart beating hard.
“Oh, here it is,” he replied. A simple pull opened the knot and her bikini top went slack.
Adam moved onto the knot at the back of her neck, which gave him the chance to touch where she was really sensitive. The way they were positioned, Maggie had a better view of them than Gary did, and since his wife seemed okay with all this, he softly massaged the back of Alexandra’s neck and even gave her ponytail a little tug before he pulled out the knot at the back of her neck. He heard the barely perceptible whimper escape her lips and felt her sway on her feet.
Gary could see that his wife’s eyes were closed and he knew that look on her face—he’d just never seen another man cause it before. He didn’t think he much liked that, but then reminded himself of what he’d been doing with Maggie. There was no moral high ground to be had. But it got him thinking about that late night they’d just had. The only reason he hadn’t been angry was because he was filled with thoughts of Maggie, but now he realized he should be paying more attention. Maybe there was something going on between Adam and Alexandra. He knew his flaring temper made him a hypocrite, but he didn’t care.
Get on with it! Alexandra thought. Their spouses had to have noticed Adam’s lingering hands and she doubted they were drunk enough to be okay with it. He untied her top, but of course it hung up underneath her tank top. She reached for it, but Adam pushed her hands down.
“That’s my job, isn’t it?” he commented.
“You move like you’re being paid by the hour.”
“You can’t rush a craftsman.”
“And it’s not like he gets this chance every day, does he?” Gary piped in. Alexandra thought he sounded annoyed.
Adam took full advantage when he reached inside her top. He brushed aside her bikini top and cupped her tits in both hands. Her nipples were already full with lust and the brush of his warm hands pulsed pleasure down through her body. He was quick, but he gave them both a quick pinch before grabbing her top and pulling it out from under the tank top. Alexandra was left woozy on her feet and dry mouthed. She dropped onto the chaise at her husband’s feet and gulped her drink down, ignoring the high alcohol content.
Maggie was even surprised. She knew her husband was one to push things, but he had to be drunk to so openly grope Alexandra in front of them. And the tall blonde didn’t resist him one bit. As she watched, she had slipped out of her sweater. It didn’t seem so chilly out there any longer. Maggie was just as wary as Gary about their spouses, but she felt nothing but relief. If Adam and Alexandra really were playing around in some form, it left her free to keep taking “naps” with Gary.
The tense silence was finally broken by Maggie, who asked, “I think there’s something you need to do, honey.”
“Oh, right,” Adam replied. He was left a bit dazed himself.
Adam pulled off his shirt and then tied the neck of Alexandra’s bikini and slipped it over his head. However, it was clear that the back was not going to stretch far enough to tie, even with Maggie’s help. Still, it was amusing for the group to see him posing in the half-tied bikini top. They all toasted to him, except Alexandra, who needed a new drink.
“So what other games are there?” Maggie asked. She was scared and intrigued by where this was all going.
“There’s a card game we used to play in my frat that could be fun. The game is pretty basic, but the side rules could get a little crazy. Are you guys up for it?”
Alexandra looked uncertain.
Gary offered a cautious, “Why not?”
“Alright, I trust you,” Maggie said, hoping she sounded sincere. She didn’t trust her husband at all at that moment.
“I need a new drink,” Alexandra pronounced. “Can I get anything for anyone else?”
“I’ll go find a deck of cards,” Gary said. The couple got up and both went into the house. After finding the cards in their stack of family games, he met his wife in the kitchen. Her loose tank top hid little. The sides were completely open, revealing her pert breasts, and her nipples, which had hardened instantly in the cool air conditioning, stood tall through the thin cotton. He felt like he needed to say something, but didn’t know what.
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