My husband Jon, my sister Elena, Alesandro and me had gathered around the fire pit in Elena and Als' back yard under the moonlit sky. A few empty beer bottles were standing on the patio next to the chairs. A few more beers were inside a chest full of ice.
Closer to the house is a BBQ grill. A few burgers had been cooked feeding the four of us when we came back from the beach after the tide had gone out.
Off the patio there is a well maintained lawn. A brick retaining wall stands about 100 feet from the house. The only trees are on the slope behind that wall. The ramps and sacks for playing Cornhole remained in place on the lawn.
When people like us are lit crazy notions come to mind. It takes very little effort to persuade any one of us to do something considered indecent by polite society.
Alesandro had spoken little during the course of the day but that's just his way. He's always a person of few words. Elena, on the other hand, never stops talking.
It was Al who proposed the idea.
"We'll play Cornhole, 10 rounds. Who ever gets the fewest sacks in the hole has to run naked all the way to the traffic lights and back."
The lights in question are a half mile from here. A one mile run absolutely naked.
"Too lame." I complained.
My sister asked, "what do you suggest."
"Let's get Patty over here."
Patty Clinton is an out lesbian but also a friend of ours.
I addressed my sister. "If you lose you have to go down on her."
"What?? NO"
"It will be our secret. We will all swear fidelity to Omerta in this matter."
"Stevie, first of all, she's not single. Second, even if I did swing that way I can't do that to Chelsea."
"She's in a relationship with Chelsea Wills?"
"Don't you look at Facebook? They've been together for a year."
That was a revelation.
The two husbands put their two cents in, Jon speaking for both.
"Do we get to watch them do it?"
"Do what?" I teased my husband.
I pulled my teeshirt over my head uncovering my tits. A second later I lifted my ass off the seat to pull my shorts and panties off.
I noticed that Al was checking me out. MY husband didn't seem to mind that Elenas' man was giving me the "evil eye".
I had been naked for only a second before Elena took off her teeshirt, shorts and panties.
I went to my knees in front of my husband. Three pairs of eyes were on me as my lips slid slowly up and down his hard-on trying to deep throat him. After a couple of attempts I finally got all of it.
The seconds ticked away. I had lost track of time but probably two minutes had passed before I let his moistened dick out of my mouth. While my head was bobbing Jon ran his fingers through my hair leaving it unkempt.
I turned my attention to the other man in the group.
Can I give Al a bow job? If you weren't married to my sister I'd be sucking you now.
