AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains scenes of extramarital and unprotected sex. If this is not your cup of tea, feel free to move on.
"Did you guys want to go in?"
We were over at Mike and Marybeth's place, and had finished dinner on the outside deck and were clearing the table after dinner, except Mike, who was preparing after-dinner drinks inside. I looked to Sue, who usually made the temperature decisions.
"No," she said, grabbing plates, "I don't think so. It's warm enough, right?" She looked to me to endorse her opinion.
"Let's stay out," I agreed.
We chatted as we brought the food back in, stowed the leftovers, and loaded the dishwasher. Sue and I knew where everything went because we did this more than a few times a year. With three of us on the job we finished quickly. By the time we got back out Mike had the bug candles lit, the outside lights on, and drinks served. We settled in for drinks and discussion.
We got together regularly, but the purpose of this evening's dinner was to make final plans for the annual vacation, coming in a month. We were both celebrating 10-year anniversaries, and the plans for renting the shore house had begun during last years' vacation. We were putting finishing touches on transportation, supplies, entertainment agenda and possibilities, etc. We didn't really need to do any of that; we'd all be perfectly happy just showing up and winging it, but Marybeth was kind of a control freak; she knew it, we knew it, and we indulged her harmless control episodes. It had been a joke amongst us since late in college, a few years before we married. She took the teasing, but couldn't back off the control.
Since we lived more than an hour away, we always stayed over when we visited. Neither couple had children as yet, but we were starting to talk about it. Sometimes they visited us, but usually we visited them. And since we were staying, drinking was not an issue. We usually got pretty toasted on these visits, and tonight would be no exception. So we let Marybeth get her organizing issues out of the way before devolving into intoxicated banter.
It took a few more rounds before she got all the details settled. We agreed to everything she said, like we always do, but the drunker we got the more we laughed, until even she realized we weren't taking her seriously, and she put her notes and lists away, and all we had left to talk about was how great this vacation was going to be, and recalling details of our past vacations.
"Here's to vacation!" I called out, and everyone responded, and drank. We were really only sipping. We knew we were drunk enough, except Sue and her lists. We went around the table, toasting, "To the shore!" or "the hot sun and cold beer" and the like.
"Here's to us," Mike called out suddenly, and we laughed and said, "To us!" and were ready to drink, but Mike didn't move. "Here's to us," he started again, and we quieted a little, "to ten years of marriage, to the best girl I know, and the best friends anyone could have." He drank, and we joined him, with "absolutely" and Marybeth kissed him and said he was sweet. Then Sue kissed him on the cheek, too, and when she sat back down, she raised her glass.
"Here's to friendships that doesn't fade," and she turned to me, adding, "and love that grows stronger over time." She drank.
"And sex that gets better!" Marybeth added, and we all laughed, cheered "sex!" and drank.
"Yes," I called, raising my glass, "to Sex. To Hot Chicks and Wild Women fulfilling my fantasies," I paused, they were all looking at me, "may she never leave me!" I added, and Sue slapped my arm.
Mike raised his glass, called "to fantasies" and we cheered, "Yeah! Fantasies!" and "Make my day!" "My dreams come true!" We laughed, and Marybeth put her head on Mike's shoulder. Sue kissed me, and sat back, and asked, "I fulfill your fantasies?"
"Yeah, Jason, does Sue fulfill all your fantasies?"
"You're stuck now, buddy," Mike chuckled, "good luck!" Marybeth turned and scowled at him. "What?"
She turned back to me, and said, "So? Does she?"
"Yeah, do I?" Sue chimed, teasingly. I was kind of stuck here. We had a vigorous sex life, and did lots of adventurous things, and had long shared what turned us on, what got us aroused, etc. We watched porn, played with toys, even did some public stuff. But I had no idea how much Sue wanted me to share out loud. I dodged.
"That's really two different questions," and Marybeth grunted. I continued. "No, really, Sue asked if she fulfills my fantasies, and of course, the answer is yes." I turned to her. "Of course you do." We kissed.
"Good answer," she whispered.
"But Marybeth asked, does Sue fulfill ALL of my fantasies." Cheers from Mike. Fake horrified look from Sue, and a sly smirk from Marybeth.
"So," Marybeth prodded, "what fantasies do you have that she doesn't fulfill?"
I laughed, expecting that everyone would laugh with me, and found them smiling, but silent. "What?" I asked. Mike tipped his glass to me. Sue looked back at me, expectantly.
"C'mon, Jason, tell us," Marybeth chided. "Your wife deserves to know. And we all," she waved her hand, "want to know." She was grinning mischievously.
"Yes, Jason," Sue added, "please tell us. We all want to know." She leaned back in her chair, waiting. I glanced at Mike, and he averted his eyes. "Well," I started, uncomfortably, "there's fantasies, and then there's fantasies," I stalled.
"Oh, bullshit," Marybeth said, "you wuss!"
"That's not much of an answer, Jason," Sue goaded. "What's the matter? You keeping secrets from me?"
"No, no," I said, defensively, "It's that, you know, there are fantasies that you want to do, and there are, you know, FANTASIES; ideas that are, well, arousing, that get you excited. But that you don't think of doing, right?" I was struggling. "But you think about them." Everyone thought about that, seemed to agree, but Marybeth wouldn't let it go so easy.
"Like what?" she asked.
"Yeah, Jason," Sue added, "like what?"
I was a little uncomfortable broadcasting my hidden fantasies in front of my friends. Sue and I had enacted each other's fantasies over the years, and confessed desires, but some things I had never even told her. Quickly, I decided to turn it around.
"All right. But first, you all agree there are things that you do, and things that get you hot that you would probably never do, yes?" I looked, met each person's eyes, till they agreed. "So, we all have fantasies that we haven't done?" They all said yes. "Fine, so if you want to know mine, everyone has to tell one."
Sue grinned. "You big chicken!" She sat up in her chair, took a sip of her drink, and leaned to me. "What's the matter, you're embarrassed?"
"It must be some dark fantasy, Jason!" Marybeth added.
"I think he's right," Mike chimed in, coming to my rescue, "it's only fair." He was grinning too, but I looked at him, and we both knew. We'd be able to get some juicy stuff from the girls.
