My wife and I were living in San Diego at the time. Amy was working as a trial lawyer with a local law firm and I was employed as an engineer with the city's public works department. We had been there for a little over a year and had settled into a comfortable routine in one of the most pleasant cities in the country.
Amy met Brenda while doing some legal work with an international banking organization that had offices nearby. Although we had no idea at the time, making her acquaintance would soon change our lives in dramatic ways.
The two women quickly became good friends although they were nothing alike. Amy is a relatively tall, slim brunette with a somewhat reserved demeanor. Except in the courtroom where she is reputed to be a holy terror, she prefers to observe and follow rather than act spontaneously and lead the charge. Brenda is exactly the opposite; a petite blond with short curly hair and an outgoing, irrepressible personality. She is impulsive and a little bossy but people are naturally drawn to her.
Both women are beautiful creatures with splendid figures and both are very much aware of the effect they have on the opposite sex. Brenda often acts openly on that knowledge, flirting outrageously whenever she feels the urge. Amy doesn't flirt directly, but she moves differently when attractive males are in the vicinity. I don't mind since I'm often with her when she does it and I get to watch the reactions of the other men, not to mention enjoying the little show as she subtly uses her body to get and hold their attention. I suspect that her ability proves useful in courtrooms that are often dominated by males on the bench, across the aisle, and in the jury box.
Eventually, Amy and I met Brenda's husband Nick, who worked for the same banking firm, and the four of us soon became the best of friends. Within a few weeks, we were spending much of our free time together. Nick and I played golf nearly every Saturday morning while the women amused themselves elsewhere. Saturday night usually found the four of us at one home or the other for informal dinners. Once or twice each month we dined out together.
One Saturday night we went out for a casual dinner at one of our favorite restaurants. Returning to our house for drinks, I mixed a pitcher of martinis and we gathered in the family room which features a large flat-screen television and a huge sectional sofa. The center section is about eight feet in length while the end sections are shorter and curved out slightly toward the center of the room.
After a half hour or so of idle conversation and another round of drinks, we had all developed a comfortable buzz.
Brazen is probably a good word to describe Brenda when she's had a few drinks. Of the four of us, she was the most likely to get things rolling with her infectious personality and lack of inhibition.
Without warning, Brenda pulled a DVD out of the huge purse that was always by her side.
"Let's watch a movie," she suggested.
"What do you have there," asked Amy.
"A porno flick," Brenda responded with a wicked smile.
"What?" exclaimed Nick.
"What?" I echoed a second later. Amy was apparently shocked into silence.
"Oh, don't be such prudes. I've never watched one of these with anyone but Nick. I think it'll be fun."
Amy and I had a small collection of porn that we put to good use from time to time, but it would never have occurred to us to watch with another couple. Obviously it had never occurred to Nick either.
"Have you lost your mind?" he asked his wife. "Where did you get that?"
Brenda ignored him and tossed the disc into my lap.
"Greg, if you'll load the movie into the player," she told me, "Nick can go refill our glasses."
"I agree with Brenda," Amy suddenly announced, surprising me. "Let's do it."
A few minutes later we all settled in with more drinks. The movie was ready to go and the lights had been dimmed. The four of us were seated in the center section of the sofa, Amy and Brenda in the middle with Nick and me on either side of the ladies. I hit the 'play' button on the remote and the television came to life.
As porno movies go, that one was exceptional. The acting was pretty good and the sex scenes were tasteful and very erotic. I had my arm around Amy's shoulders and could tell that she was becoming aroused. For my part, a bulge formed in my pants and remained there throughout much of the video. By the time the movie ended it was apparent that all of us were affected by what we had just seen. Both women were flushed and everyone was breathing a little erratically.
"Did anyone notice that the guy with the tattoos had trouble getting an erection," Brenda asked, her voice a little husky. "His partner had to work a lot harder to get him ready."
"I noticed that too," announced Amy, surprising me once more. My wife loves sex but is reluctant to talk about it. Brenda, of course, suffered no such inhibition.
"I imagine it might be difficult for some guys to get an erection with others in the room, although I'd expect a porn star to have learned how to deal with that," Brenda offered.
"Maybe he was new to the business. I think women have it easier. A lubrication problem might be an issue but that's easy to deal with," added Amy, nearly flooring me with her unexpected candor.
"So what do you guys think?" asked Brenda.
I cleared my throat and tried to decide how to answer her.
"Yeah, Greg, what do you think?" Amy chimed in with a broad smile.
"I don't know about Nick," I said, clearing my throat again, "but I think it might be pretty difficult." Nick nodded his head in agreement.
"Let's find out," suggested Brenda. "How about a contest?"
"What are you talking about?" I responded, becoming alarmed at the direction the conversation seemed to be heading.
"A contest sounds like fun," announced Amy, surprising me once again. "What do you have in mind?"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Amy was so far out of character that I decided she was completely bombed.
