Megan and Paige were good friends. Paige, a blonde Greek beauty with green eyes, ample cleavage, and a firm, fit lower body was a former fitness competitor married to Andy. Megan, a former lingerie model, was a raven-haired Sicilian beauty who had light brown eyes, an ample, inviting chest, great ass and long sinewy legs. She was married to Daniel. Although both women were in their early fifties, they both caused men, and women, to look twice as they walked by and could literally stop traffic.
They had met through their husbands and found that they had much in common. Both enjoyed fine wine, upscale restaurants, and luxury travel. Because of these common interests the ladies had become great friends over the last 30 years and the couples would see each other at least once a month and would travel together regularly.
Paige and Megan also had something else in common. Something that bonded them more closely than with the spouses of their husband's other friends. The ladies both led homes where they were in control. Not publicly. As far as anyone knew Andy and Daniel were the ones in charge and their relationships with their wives were structured in the traditional male/female hierarchy. But behind closed the scripts was flipped.
Both women dominated their men physically, sexually, and psychologically. Both husbands accepted and embraced this arrangement.
The couples had discovered their mutual 'arrangements' by accident some 25 years ago. They had been on a luxury Mediterranean cruise together when one afternoon Paige and Andy had been late for pool side drinks. Megan and Daniel, thinking their friends had forgotten the appointment decided to go to their friend's cabin and collect them.
When they arrived, they knocked and got no response. Thinking something might be amiss they used their key card, (the couples had a key for each other's cabins) and opened the door. They were confronted with a very surprising scene. Paige, in her white one-piece bathing suit and white high heeled beach sandals, was standing in front of Andy twisting his right hand with her left in a counterclockwise direction and pushing the back of his hand downward with her right hand. He was on one knee in front of her, wincing in pain. Megan and Daniel instantly recognized the wrist lock technique Paige was using. Megan had often used it on Daniel.
Both Paige and Andy looked over to the door and saw their friends standing there. Daniel with a moderately shocked expression on his face and Megan with a small appreciative smile on hers.
Paige said, "Hi guys."
Daniel said" Oh, Hi! So sorry to barge in. We were just checking to make sure you guys were ok, we'll wait for you at the pool."
Paige said, "No don't go. We were almost done here." She looked down at her husband. "Right honey?"
She pushed down with her right hand applying more pressure to his wrist joint. He let out a soft "Ah!" and sunk down to both knees.
Daniel said, "C'mon Megan let's go wait at the pool."
As Daniel started to turn towards the door Megan put a firm hand on his forearm and said, "Sweetie, Paige said they were almost done. Let's stay."
