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Chapter 7
Hide and Peek
Nancy got up the next morning just before dawn to change and go out for her regular run. It was a "short" run by her training plan - only five miles - and she used the time alone to review the events of the previous evening and try to sort through her thoughts and feelings. Her sister's open admission about her swinging lifestyle came as a surprise, but watching her and her husband almost having sex in front of her and Paul in the family room left Nancy's mind reeling. More surprising than the live sex show she witnessed, was her own reaction. Even though her mind went numb, her body was definitely excited. She also remembered Paul's reaction and how he seemed to enjoy watching Ann and James. She then felt another wave of jealousy at the wanton way her sister offered herself to Paul, but also felt good about his rejection of Ann in preference to her.
When she finished her run, Nancy walked the last mile home to cool off and catch her breath. By the time she reached her home, the sun was well up and promised another hot clear day. She went inside and back to the kitchen where she found Ann pouring a cup of coffee by herself. She was wearing a long t-shirt which barely reached her thighs as Ann turned and sat down, Nancy noticed she wasn't wearing anything else under it.
"Good morning!" she said casually. "I see you figured out the coffee pot," she said as she poured a cup of coffee, Nancy joined her sister at the table.
"Nance, I'm so sorry about last night," Ann began. "I don't know what came over me to carry on like that with James in front of you and Paul. You must think we're some sort of crazed sex maniacs."
"That's okay," Nancy replied unconvincingly. "I guess we all had a bit too much to drink."
"Well, maybe, but I didn't feel all that drunk," Ann responded. "James was gone all week working to help repair all the downed power lines from the storm that came through here a week ago. While he was gone, I just about went crazy missing him. He got home yesterday morning but was so tired, he went right to sleep and didn't wake up until just before we packed and drove out here for the weekend. When he kissed and started touching me after dinner, I just lost it and couldn't stop myself."
"Well, I can't say it didn't bother me, but even though part of me felt shocked and offended, another part of me was enjoying it in some perverse way."
"Don't think of it being perverted. Almost everyone gets excited watching someone else have sex. That's why movie makers put sex scenes in their films. It gets the audience excited and keeps them interested and hoping for more. And not to put too fine a point on it, but you and Paul watched us for a while before saying anything."
Nancy blushed again and looked down at her coffee without responding.
"And by the way," Ann continued, "If you ever want to sleep with James, I'm alright with that, too."
"Are you kidding?" Nancy exclaimed. "I could never do that! That would just be too bizarre for me!"
"I'm just letting you know, if you ever change your mind and want to try something new, he's a wonderful lover and you won't be disappointed. He's already told me that he'd like to feel your mouth around his cock."
"Look, this is getting a bit strange for me, so can we change the subject?" Nancy asked.
"Sure," her sister answered. Just then, Paul walked in the kitchen wearing nothing but his boxers.
"Good morning," he said with a smile for both women. "Did you save any coffee for the rest of us?"
After pouring a cup for himself, he sat down next to Nancy and took her hand. "What have you girls been chatting about?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing much," Nancy answered. "I was just getting ready to take a shower and get cleaned up. I don't know if I should leave you two alone down here, though."
"Oh sis, give me a break! I'm not going to seduce your boyfriend while you're away."
Sensing Nancy's discomfort, Paul quickly stood up and told her he'd go upstairs and join her in the shower. When they reached their bedroom and shut the door, Nancy took Paul in her arms and held him tightly.
"Thank you for staying with me," she half-sobbed. "I don't know why I feel so threatened by her around you. I mean, I know you love me and everything, but she's younger, better looking, and more sexually liberated than I am. I'm just afraid you might find her more exciting than me and I'll lose you."
"You don't have to worry about a thing," Paul soothed. "I much prefer being with you." Reaching down, he raised her running bra up over her breasts and then over her head, leaving it on the floor. "Mmmm... that's much better," he said with a large smile. "I always hate the way that thing squeezes your boobs so tight that it looks like you don't have any at all."
Nancy looked up at him with a smile and wiped her eyes. "If you had boobs, you wouldn't want to run without one!" she declared.
She didn't resist as he pulled her shorts down and let her step out of them, quickly slipping his own shorts off, he embraced her. Leaning down, his lips met hers and they kissed softly. He broke from her lips and moved down her neck, tasting the sweaty saltiness of her skin on the way down to her breasts. As he took one nipple in his mouth, she pushed him away. "Stop that! We need to hurry up and get in the shower."
As she turned to head to the bathroom, he gave her a playful swat on her bottom, causing her to briefly scream and then laugh as he followed her inside. By the time they finished showering Nancy had regained her normal, bubbly personality and felt a renewed sense of security about her relationship with Paul.