The BBQ
My wife Amber and I live in a quiet suburban neighborhood on Long Island in New York. There are several families like ours without children on our block. There is always some good-natured kidding about who will be the first to have children. But the pressures to earn a living and get ahead always seem to take precedence. There is a women's club that meets monthly, and the guys often go out to play golf or pickleball on weekends. There is rarely anything that happens to break the routine of our lives, and everyone seems to be very happy with that.
All of that changed last week when a new couple moved into a vacant house just two doors down from our house. Their names were Gil and Nicky. We guessed that they were in their late twenties and were very attractive. A moving van brought their stuff rather than moving by themselves as many of us had so we figured that they were financially comfortable. Nicky was invited to join the women's group and she happily accepted, and Gil said he'd like to learn to play pickleball with us the first weekend that they were here. It wasn't too long before the normal routines settled back in as the new couple was subsumed into our regular activities.
On the first weekend in July, Gil and Nicky invited our whole group to a BBQ and all eight couples accepted. We congregated in Gil and Nicky's back yard and found it to be large and beautifully appointed, with a very large stone, wood fired BBQ and firepit. There was a large hot tub with enough benches to adequately handle all of us.
We were chatting among ourselves and marveling at the layout of their backyard when Gil came out to welcome us. He said they were contemplating putting in a pool next to the hot tub but that would probably not happen until next summer. Their hot tub was so big it was hard to imagine what their pool would be like. Meanwhile he invited us to just drop by when we wished to avail ourselves of the hot tub and the firepit. He then got the grill started and called into the house to telling Nicky to bring out the meats and vegetables.
There was a collective gasp when Nicky appeared. She was totally naked carrying a tray with the meats and said she'd be right back with the vegetables and condiments. She turned around much to the delight of the men and the gasps of the women as she retreated into the house to get the rest of the food. When she brought out the next tray, she placed it on the table next to the first tray and proceeded to kneel at Gil's feet resulting in more shocked reactions from the guests. Nicky had a lithe dancer's body, with small, firm looking breasts, and a blond tuft of hair on her pussy. She moved gracefully and acted as though her nudity was perfectly normal. If you've been following the Eddie and Amber stories you know that Amber is no slouch in the beautiful body department. Just a little more rounded, bigger breasts, and she never bothers to trim her pubes.
Gil had Nicky rise. "Nicky you may rise and help our guests get drinks and hot hor d'oeuvres." She quickly rose. "There are galvanized garbage cans filled with ice behind the grill containing beer, soda, and white wine. You have your choice of paper or plastic cups. Help yourselves to what you want while I get more snacks." She returned immediately with trays of pigs in blankets and small potato puffs and other finger food to nosh while we waited for the chef to get the meats going. We men had trouble keeping our eyes off Nicky as she walked among us with her trays of food. There were lots of bruised ribs among the men as their wives elbowed them mercilessly, trying to stop the constant ogling of Nicky's nakedness.
Julie, one of our neighbors, and the de facto leader of the women's group, finally broke the ice and asked the question that was on everybody's mind." Nicky, why are you nude?" "When I'm on our property, Gil requires that I be naked. Of course, when the weather is inclement, and I have to be outside, I can wear clothes just like everyone else." "Are you Gil's slave?' "It's a little more complicated than that, but in its simplest form, yes, I must obey him in every way. "
Julie didn't want to leave it at that, much to the obvious dismay of Nicky. "Are you Gil's sex slave? Could Gil require you to have sex with other people, both men and women?" "Yes, Gil has done that on occasion." "Why do you allow yourself to be used like that?" "I don't feel that I am being used at all. I do what I do of my own free will. I love Gil and know that he loves me and would never require me to do anything outside my comfort zone." "Does that mean that Gil could tell you to have sex with my husband?" "He could, but he wouldn't without finding out if it was okay with both of you. And because of our proximity as neighbors, he would probably require my okay as well, but you would have to ask him to be certain. We have no intention of breaking up families. We have a different lifestyle I admit, but as far as sex is concerned, we keep it entirely to ourselves and those friends who share our interests. My nudity today was our way of introducing you to our lifestyle. Sooner or later one or more of you would have noticed something odd in our behavior. We just wanted to get it out in the open and therefor out of the way. We don't want it to interfere with our friendship with each of you. If you want to know more, you're welcome to come by any time and discuss it.":
