by Mia Moore
“Tell me about it. That gets worse...” She smiled and bobbed her eyebrows quickly, “...or better, when you’re in your thirties.”
“Like a fine wine ages...” I chirped, doing a quick once over of her body with my eyes.
Her eyes widened and then she peered at me closely. “Yeah.” She lifted the wine glass and took a long sip. When she finished she took a deep breath, looking down for a second. “This may sound weird...we’ve been friends a long time but this is the closest we’ve ever came to talking about sex.”
I nodded, feeling the breath hitch in my throat. My mind was a whirlwind picturing the swinger website, incredible sex with Ethan, watching her and Jason earlier. Was she going to come clean with it? Was this the opening that I’d hoped for?
She smiled at me. “Let’s just say that seeing you in a bikini...well, it’s pretty hot. If you say you’re feeling sexy, well you sure look the part.” Her hand rose to clasp my shoulder. “And what’s wrong with another woman, a good friend, saying so? I think people should just relax and accept other people, y’know?”
Gazing into her eyes, the easy warm smile on her lips while her hand sent hot shivers through my body...something came undone inside my mind. My hand rose and I cupped her breast, tugging at it, pressing my fingers into her flesh. “Like the fact, you’ve got nice boobs. Accepting yourself too.”
Her flesh filling my palm made my hand tingle and a jolt of electric lust spark in my pussy.
At the surprise in her eyes, my hand dropped and I grinned, trying to hide the burning sensation that flared in my cheeks. Oh shit. I’d gone too far, misread any signals she’d given out. I may be interested in exploring my bi side, especially after looking at so many swinger flicks, but was she?
Her chin dipped lower and a smile formed slowly on her lips, eyes twinkling as she stared at me. “Absolutely.” She leaned closer and kissed my cheek. “Thanks. That was nice.”
My heart pounded in my chest and words failed me. Did she mean ‘thanks, it was a nice thing to say’ or ‘thanks, I liked your hand on my tit.’?
“C’mon, let’s join the guys.”
This time, it was me who stepped ahead of her through the doorway.
Chapter 12
Grace
As I got a couple more beers from the refrigerator and filled a silver bucket with ice, my mind re-lived the scene earlier with Chloe. I was becoming a bit obsessed about wanting a bi experience. It had been a bit impulsive and risqué to suggest we change in the bedroom together, but she seemed okay with that.
Even lingering naked, cupping my boob while admiring hers—fuck what was not to love, they were spectacular!—but she hadn’t been shocked. A soft giggle drifted from my mouth. There’s probably narcissism and a little bit of lesbian in all women. And in the kitchen, she’d actually put her hand on my breast! She had kind of pushed things to that level, talking about feeling sexy and all.
I stood stock still as the realization hit me. Feeling sexy? That was how Jason and I were the week before and after a visit to the club. My mouth dropped open. She knew about the swinger club! It was the only thing that made sense with this change in her behavior. But I couldn’t just come out and ask her...What if I was wrong? Jason would kill me and I’d never be able to look her in the face again.
I tucked the wine and cans of beer in the ice and opened the patio door to join the others. As I walked across the warm concrete I smiled watching Chloe. Her slender legs were propped on the lounge chair, and she turned her head saying something to Ethan, sitting in the chair beside hers. She must have sensed my attention as she looked up and smiled, watching me carry the drinks.
“Thanks Grace.” Jason rose and grabbed the two beers, tossing one to Ethan.
I topped up Chloe’s goblet and added some to mine before taking a seat next to my husband. She smiled, taking a sip and making eye contact with me over the rim of the glass. I knew she was thinking the same thing as me, about the thing in the kitchen. My gaze drifted over her body as I sipped the wine. God she was gorgeous. Wide blue eyes, high sculpted cheekbones and full lips set in flawless ivory skin. And her body was lush and feminine, making me squirm in my chair.
“Hope you guys don’t mind, but it’s too hot for this.” Jason tugged the hem of his shirt up and over his head. He sat back and took a long sip of the beer. Just a soft billow of his abdomen bordered the waistband of his shirt, while his chest was firm and covered in fine dark hair.
“No complaints here.” I smiled and turned to Ethan. “Feel free to lose the shirt. It’s too hot for clothes.” When I glanced at Chloe, she looked down into her drink, trying to hide the smile that curled the corners of her mouth. I huffed a small sigh. Good one, Grace. ‘Too hot for clothes?’
Ethan cleared his throat after tossing his shirt over the back of his chair. “Jason tells me you helped build the fence, Grace. Somehow, it’s not hard to imagine you pounding...” Again he cleared his throat and glanced at Chloe before continuing. “...a hammer.”
Chloe had been sipping her wine but sat forward, coughing. Her hand flew to her mouth and she looked down, trying to get control. My eyebrows drew together and I was about to get up to help her but she waved me off with her hand. Well, that was odd, the look on her face and Ethan sliding a glance her way in some private joke.
I looked over at him and smiled. “Yeah. Actually it was fun. Banging away at nails...I can see why guys like swinging a hammer. It relieves some frustration.”
This time it was Ethan who started laughing, choking back the beer. “That’s one way of putting it. I would have liked to see you working on the fence. When Chloe and I get a house, maybe you’ll help us with ours.”
I rolled my eyes and grinned at him. There was definitely something more going on than just discussing home projects. “Laugh if you like, but you’d be surprised at how handy I am. I’d be glad to help you guys.” I turned to Jason who was watching all of us like a hawk. “Jason will too, I’m sure.”
He sat forward and patted my thigh. “Absolutely. I mean, I’m no carpenter...but I’m pretty handy. As for Grace, you’ll see for yourself. We’d be happy to help out. Have you looked around? I mean at houses, of course.”
Ethan’s head bobbed back and he looked into Jason’s eyes. “Yeah, of course, houses.” He glanced over at me and then turned once more to Jason. “A few. But we’re not in any rush. I’d like to bolster the down payment a bit more.”
Chloe sighed and her fingers tapped on the arm of the chair. “I think we’re ready now.”
I couldn’t resist. “Are you sure you’re ready?” I had to stifle the chuckle that threatened.
Her cheeks became pink and her lips twitched in a smile before turning to Jason. “We’re only shy by a few thousand. Mom and Dad have offered to lend us that. You’re just being cautious and dragging your heels.”
He rolled his eyes and smiled at her. “It’s that open house you went to see with your mother last week. You two are totally sold on it but from the spec sheet, I think it’s maybe too small.”
“No it’s not! It’s the same size as Grace and Jason’s. If you weren’t so stubborn, you would have gone to see it later with me.” Her mouth was set in a firm line and she gulped a long sip of wine.
I took a deep breath, my mind scrambling to find a safer topic. Obviously there was some disagreement in this one.
“Hey! If it’s about the same size, how about I just check out yours?” Ethan smiled at me. “It’ll keep peace in the family. That is, if you don’t mind showing it to me. For size, I mean.”
My eyes flashed wide and I glanced over at Jason. He looked as surprised as me at Ethan’s request. And he’d made no bones about the fact that he wanted me, not Jason to give him the guided tour. A warm smile spread on Jason’s mouth.
He turned, and glancing between Ethan and me, he spoke. “Sure. That’s a good idea. It’s hard to tell from a spec sheet. You have to get inside, get the feel of it to really know if it’s the right size an
d fit.” He glanced at Chloe and reached for the bottle of wine to top her glass up. “Chloe and I will be fine right here, enjoying the sun.”
“That’s a great idea, Ethan. Thanks for keeping an open mind and suggesting this.” Chloe smiled at him and with a wave of her hand shooed him away.
I shook my head and grinned at him. “Okay. I’ll play real estate agent and give you the tour.”
His eyebrows bobbed up and down as he stepped closer. “I wish all the real estate agents wore bikinis. This is a tour I’ll really enjoy.”
My chest was light and I laughed falling into step beside him. “If all the agents wore bikinis, how much of the house would you really look at? Isn’t that the point?” I sneaked a glance over at his chest and shoulders. Not bad, firm abdomen, a little less hair than Jason but really burly arms and shoulders. He was a pretty good looking guy, no doubt about it.
“Sure, but this is still nicer. A gorgeous half naked woman showing me her bedroom.” When he grinned there was a boyish dimple in his cheeks and his eyes twinkled.
I stepped through the patio door and paused next to the island counter. “Actually I’m more than half naked but who’s counting? Help yourself. Walk around and open cabinets if you’d like.”
I watched him look around the room, take a stand next to the window and check the long counter.
“The kitchen is a good size.” He strode from the room and when I caught up with him he was in the living room, standing in the centre and appraising it, glancing around. “This is good too. I only caught a glimpse as we walked by, but now that I’m in it, it feels right.”
“Good. There’s two bedrooms on this level and the bathroom. Come on, I’ll show you the master.” I walked ahead of him down the hallway, opening the door to the spare bedroom and the bathroom. I could feel his eyes checking out my ass as I proceeded him. He popped his head into both of those rooms and murmured, “Yes. That’s good.”
I took a deep breath as I stepped into the master bedroom. Chloe’s bag sat next to the king sized bed and the top drawer of the dresser was still slightly open. I turned around and watched him step around the room, a small smile on his face.
“This room is nice. You’ve even got a king sized bed with plenty of room to spare.” As he rounded the bed he spotted Chloe’s bag and the drawer still open. He looked over at me and his eyes were wide. “You both changed in here? At the same time?”
I could feel my neck getting warm as I watched his face transform imagining it. “Yeah? Lots of women change together...like at a gym. What’s wrong with that?” But my mind was filled with the image of Chloe and I standing together, naked.
Ethan shook his head and looked down for a moment. A small chuckle erupted from his throat. “Absolutely nothing. Sorry. Forgive a guy for sexy thoughts. Hey! I’m still in my twenties and it’s a proven fact that men think of sex every minute of the day. And being with a totally hot woman in her bedroom while she’s practically naked isn’t helping.”
For the first time since we’d come inside, he looked sheepish and embarrassed. My heart went out to him and I stepped closer to stand beside him. “Sorry. That sounded harsh. Of course it’s awkward being alone in here especially when I’m...” I looked down at my boobs popping up from the small triangular cloth.
“Yeah.” He looked into my eyes and there was a small smile curling his lips. “Grace?”
“Mmmhmm?”
“I have a confession to make. Chloe and I actually were here at noon. We slipped in the gate and well...you guys were at the pool.”
My hands flew to my mouth and I stared at him with wide eyes. Oh no! They’d seen Jason and me fucking at the side of the pool? My heart hammered in my chest and my face was on fire for a few moments. I closed my eyes and shook my head from side to side. With a deep sigh I once more looked into his eyes.
“Okay. We’re busted. Honestly, we really thought you’d be here at two, with plenty of—”
His hand touched my arm and he gazed into my eyes. “Don’t. Actually it was a pretty hot first impression. I liked it and I’m pretty sure Chloe did too. We’re not prudes, you know.”
My mouth fell open as I stared at him. Why had he told me this? Why had he made a point of it and letting me know they weren’t prudes? Oh my God. It explained Chloe’s behavior earlier in the kitchen. Hormonal my ass. She’d been turned on and had actually made the first move. Well, almost the first. I sure hadn’t been shy about my body.
I let out a long breath and grinned at him. “I’m glad you aren’t prudes. Obviously, neither are we.”
His hand continued to skim lightly on my upper arm, the fingertips dangerously close to the side of my boobs. “You and Jason are pretty cool. I’m glad you invited us over today. We’d like to get to know you better.”
I gulped and there was a small tug low in my tummy. If I wasn’t mistaken, it wasn’t getting together for drinks or going to a movie, he was talking about. Holy cow! Maybe I didn’t know as much about Chloe and Ethan as I thought. Were they into swinging as well?
I smiled and took his hand in mine, leading him from the bedroom. “Jason and I think you guys are cool too. And we’d sure like to see more of you.” But not before the four of us had a chance to talk about all that was left unsaid.
Chapter 13
Jason
Grace and Ethan had been in the house for about twenty minutes. I looked over and smiled when I saw her appear in the doorway, Ethan following closely.
“Looks like the tour is over, Chloe.” I turned and smiled at her. “Think he liked what he saw?” Of course she would take that to mean the house, but it was Grace’s body I was thinking about.
She took a sip of wine and her smile curled on her face like a cat’s. “I liked what I’ve seen so far.” Her eyes didn’t leave mine for a long moment.
There was definitely more to that comment than just the words. More than the general layout of the house and the size. She and Grace had been together changing into their swim suits. Was that what she was referring to? Time to find out.
My eyes drifted over her chest and tummy, lingering for a beat on the teeny ‘V’ at her crotch. “You and Grace are such good friends. And seeing the two of you together today, in your bikinis, makes an old man’s heart speed up.”
She leaned forward and her hand rested on my thigh. “I wouldn’t call you old, not by a long shot. Experienced maybe, but not old.” She smiled at Grace before turning to Ethan. “Well? Did you like it?”
“For sure. I hate to admit it, but you were right. I’ll go and look at that house with you.” His gaze flitted to Grace and me. “I like what you’ve done to this house. The decorating...everything is perfect.”
“Thanks.” I looked at Grace about to give her all the credit but the look on her face was nervous. What the hell had happened in there? My jaw set looking over at Ethan.
“Umm? Jason? It seems that Chloe and Ethan were here earlier...when we were at the pool. We didn’t hear them and they left quietly.” She glanced between Chloe and Ethan. “Ethan told me, inside.”
I chuckled nervously. “Ah...oops?” I looked around to everyone else standing there looking like they were feeling… well as weird as I was feeling, I guess. I gave a small laugh. “Oops all around, I guess!” I finished the last of the beer and stood up. “Would you like another beer, Ethan?”
His eyes met mine and he nodded. “Sure. But I’ll go with you.”
I walked to the kitchen, barely able to believe what I’d just learned. I wasn’t embarrassed. It wasn’t like we planned it or anything but hell....His footsteps padded behind me as I pulled the door open and stepped inside.
I grabbed another couple cans of beer and tossed him one, standing watching him as I popped the tab. “Hell of a way to first meet a guy, seeing his ass as he bangs his wife, huh?”
He took a swig and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Yeah. But I’m not complaining. It was...” his eyebrows bobbled, and he said with a shrug, �
��It was kind of a turn on man.” He gave a short laugh. “I sure wasn’t ready for the hard on that nearly winded me though.”
I polished half the beer in one swallow and grinned at him. He was a little embarrassed but kind of amused as well. “You braggin’ Ethan? The sight of a couple fucking and your dick gets hard that fast?” I raised my eyes to the ceiling. “Oh to be in my twenties again...”
He laughed and shook his head. “You’re not that old. And Grace is certainly not that old. Fuck, she’s smokin’. If I was you, I’d be hittin’ that every hour.”
I held the beer can tight in my hand watching him. How to break into this... How could I let him know that I’d give anything to see him with Grace? The fact that Chloe’d be right next to me, probably under me, was a side benefit altogether too sweet. But then they’d know we were swingers. Grace would kill me if I let that cat out of the bag. Chloe and she were friends after all.
“Go on with you. You probably have your hands full with Chloe. And in your twenties. We’re probably lucky on a long weekend that you’d get out of bed long enough to visit us.”
He stepped forward and his hand gripped the counter top as he looked at the floor silently. He seemed to be deliberating on something. Maybe I’d gone too far with that comment? Or maybe their sex life wasn’t that great. I took another swig of beer letting him come to some sort of decision or let it drop.
His eyes were wrinkled in the corners when he looked up at me. He shook his head and once more looked down at the floor.
“What? Jeeze, I’m sorry if I stepped out of line. I mean it’s none of my—”
His hand rose in the air, palm facing me and effectively shutting me up. He shook his head from side to side. “No man. It’s not that. Chloe and I have a good sex life, especially this weekend! After she told me...Well you know, about Saturday night.” His eyes rose and met mine while he grinned kind of crookedly.