I could hardly believe the words that had just come from my wife's mouth.
"Now, you two kiss..."
Kate and I looked at each other as though we were waiting for Erika to tell us she was joking. Her silence, and the look she was giving us told us she wasn't. So, as my wife of 10 years watched intently, I leaned in to kiss Kate.
Kate and Erika met in college. She is one of the few people that has known my wife longer than I have. They have been best friends ever since. Through several moves across the country for both us and Kate and her husband, they had remained very close. Now they talked at least once a day, despite us living in Illinois and her living in Kentucky. They are two very different girls. My wife is small and petite, and very pretty in a "girl next door" kind of way. Kate is tall and although not as pretty as Erika, has a sexy vibe and great thick lips.
The night had started innocently enough. In fact, it started with me being a little bit pissed at my wife for leaving me with four kids, two of which aren't even mine. But I had made the most of it. The older kids were getting along, and I was playing with my youngest, and enjoying a beer. Mostly looking forward to the fact that Erika would likely come home a little inebriated and that usually lead to sex later. Little did I know...
The girls got home later than they promised, so I was able to feign anger, although I really didn't care. They brought home Italian food, and just as expected were both lit. I had already fed the kids, and put my youngest to bed, and the other three were watching a DVD until their mommies came home. After the girls put them to bed and came down we started eating and opened a bottle of wine. As the girls are prone to do when together, especially when drunk, they were very flirty. Both with each other as well as with me. Kate is the only person in the world that my wife has ever allowed to flirt with me, at least to the extent that she did, right in front of her. And Kate had always done it incessantly. It was common knowledge that although the flirting was in earnest, it wouldn't go anywhere. Kate had tested this on occasion, including a request for a threesome many years ago. My wife, although flattered, had turned her down and we had never come close to that line again.
As we sat and ate and drank, we were discussing the sensuality of food, particularly Italian. I pointed out the obvious use of the tongue that was required with most Italian food, which prompted both ladies to extend their tongues and flick them back and forth over the spaghetti that dangled from their forks. As they did this, they made eye contact, and they pretended as though they were going to French kiss. Much to my chagrin, they stopped short and looked at me and laughed.
"Chickens!" I said.
"We aren't chickens," Kate demanded.
"Then just freakin' do it and get it over with!" I said, to which I got "the look." from my wife. Apparently she was not into French kissing her best friend.
As our appetites became sated, we slowly meandered to the back deck. I put on some music and we sat outside. The slight chill in the air made it a little uncomfortable, so Erika suggested we sit in the hot tub. She announced that she was going to go get her suit on.
I announced that I was just getting in, that I was not going all the way back inside to get a suit. Kate didn't believe me, "I dare you to get in naked...you won't do it."
Thinking it might lead to two naked girls, and not being very shy, I took off my clothes and climbed in. Unfortunately, the girls laughed as they took my clothes and headed inside to get their suits.
"Damn it! At least get me some more wine then, " I hollered as they closed the door.
The girls came back out with the wine glasses and a freshly opened bottle of wine. I watched both of there fantastic bodies as they climbed into the tub. It was a great view, even if it was a fully clothed one. As we sat in the tub, Kate couldn't contain her smile. I finally asked her what she was smiling about to which she replied, "The moon is REALLY bright, and I can see absolutely every inch of my best friend's husband."
"Well" I replied, "at least it makes you smile."
Now is the point in the story where I start to see a side of my wife that I didn't know existed.
"Stand up, honey," she said, "if she is going to look, let her at least get a good look."
"Where is the fairness in this deal," I protested. "You guys are fully clothed, and I am buck naked, and you want ME to stand up so you can see more?"
"Okay, stand up and at least let Kate see your ass. You have the tightest little ass."
Again, not being too shy, and being on my way to drunkenness, I reluctantly turned around and stood up. To my absolute, and total surprise, both my wife and Kate reached over and put a hand a piece on my ass. My cock twitched as my wife said, "See how firm and tight it is?" as she and Kate cupped my cheeks.
The mood in the tub had totally changed when I sat back down. The girls were talking about things that I couldn't believe, and being as upfront and honest as you could imagine. They asked my why men were so into girl-girl pictures and movies while homosexuals did NOTHING for them. I explained that a man can not be with another man and still be masculine, while two girls can be with each other and still be feminine. In fact, it is downright sensual. I then quickly pointed out to the girls that Erika's favorite scenes in porn movies NEVER involves men. She giggled in a self-conscious way as she admitted this to Kate. She said that she COMPLETELY understood what I meant and agreed. This prompted Kate to admit to the same thing. Then they began discussing why. We discussed both of their histories...had they been with girls, had they had threesomes, etc. Neither had ever even kissed a girl.
We had now come full circle.
"Why don't you give it a try?" I asked.
They looked at each other nervously, and my wife surprised me yet again when she said, "I'm game."
As my wife leaned in, I moved closer to get a better look, which caused both girls to giggle a little.
"You are enjoying this, huh?" asked Kate.
"You have no idea." was my response.
I was expecting much less of a kiss then I was about to witness. As the girls lips met, I could tell from Erika's grasp of Kate's head and her closed eyes, that she was more turned on then she was letting on. The kiss lasted 20-30 seconds with a lot more tongue than my limp cock could handle. It started to swell.
