It gave him concern at first. His wife started talking about a new business associate she was working with. It was just some casual mentions in the beginning. But as time went on, the other's name surfaced more frequently. And it turned out she was a woman.
Kylie had always been the kind of person who needed friends. She'd had many during the course of their relationship and marriage. The friends lasted for a few years and then something would happen that would cause them to drift apart. And then, a while later, she would befriend someone else, and the cycle would start over. She maintained a distant relationship with some of the former friends, but not the closeness she once had.
But Kylie talked about Linda differently. Gus teasingly referred to Linda when Kylie mentioned her name as her girlfriend. Kylie never refuted the reference, though sometimes she pretended to be annoyed, yet not with much conviction.
And therein was Gus's concern. Kylie and Linda frequently went to dinner together, so naturally, he wondered what the true nature of their relationship was. However, she did go to dinner occasionally with other coworkers. Other than that, Kylie had never given Gus any real cause for concern, nor had their active sex life changed, but he still allowed his mind to conjure up some possibilities.
He often considered questioning her, but always chickened out, uncertain he really wanted to know.
And then the day came when Kylie called him from her office and said she wanted to talk to him about Linda that night. Of course, he agreed. But his stomach was in knots for the rest of the day.
Gus didn't expect it at dinner, but that's when Kylie said, "I need to talk to you about Linda."
"Your girlfriend?" He said without thinking.
With a look of aggravation, Kylie said firmly, "She's
not
my girlfriend. I don't know why you keep calling her that."
"You talk about her a lot."
"She's a very valuable business associate. But she has also become my friend. And because of that friendship, she gives me preferential treatment which benefits me in my job. That's not
why
I've become her friend. But that's how she is. The fact is, she is the most genuine friend I've ever had."
"Okay." What else could he say?
"Her longtime boyfriend recently broke up with her ostensibly because she wasn't ready to get married. She took it very hard, and I just found out about it."
"I'm sorry to hear that." Again, what else could he say?
"I started noticing that she was becoming subdued, so I questioned her about it. At first, she shrugged it off and said she didn't want to burden me with her misery. I told her that we were friends and that's what friends were for. So, she finally came clean." Kylie paused.
Gus started to comment but thought better off it.
"I really feel bad for her."
"I can see that."
"I was thinking she needed a change," Kylie said. "I was thinking we could invite her over on a Saturday afternoon and just hang out. Drink some wine, maybe grill some steaks. You know, just relax unlike when she and I go to dinner just to catch up. Apparently, she doesn't have many other friends."
"Is she not a friendly person?"
"She is actually
very
friendly. And because she
is
so genuine, I think she is just selective with whom she becomes close to."
Gus was relieved by what he was hearing, not that he had been certain what he had expected to hear. "So, you want to have her over with
me
here?"
"Well, of course, silly," Kylie said with a chuckle. "I'd like you to meet her. And her to meet you."
That was encouraging. "Okay, well, invite her over."
"Is this Saturday too soon?"
"I guess not."
* * *
The relief Gus felt from their discussion was short-lived. Saturday was only three days away, and when it arrived, Kylie seemed nervous and edgy. Linda wasn't due until three, but the closer they came to that hour, the more anxious Kylie seemed to be. They went to the grocery in the morning where Kylie was very particular about what they purchased for Linda's visit. Gus just assumed his wife wanted everything to go well and she wanted to make a good impression.
But by fifteen minutes before three, Gus felt Kylie was going a little crazy, so he sat her down. "What's going on, Kylie?"
"What do you mean?" she nervously asked.
"For someone who is just having a friend over, you're acting a bit weird."
"No, I'm not," she answered unconvincingly.
With a firm look, Gus said, "Kylie, you
know
you are. What's going on? I'm getting the feeling there's more going on here than I know about."
She didn't respond right away. But as he continued to stare her down, she finally took a deep breath and spoke. "Uh, well, uh, Linda has, uh,
sexual
issues."
"Sexual
issues? What does
that
mean?"
"She, uh,
hasn't had
any in a while."
"So, what does
that
have to do with her visit here?" a confused Gus asked. "Is she going to flip out?"
Kylie chuckled. "No. Of course, not."
"Then,
what?"
Gus pressed, his patience wearing thin.
"I, uh . . . I want you to, uh, to . . . to
fuck
her."
"What?"
Gus didn't see that coming. "You're not
serious?"
"Of course, I'm serious."
"Why would you want me to have
sex
with another woman?" a flabbergasted Gus asked.
"She's my friend, she's hurting, and I want to help her. Besides, she likes big cocks."
A flabbergasted Gus shook his head. "What do you
mean,
you want to
help
her? By letting her
use