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Football Games
A sporting cure for the bedroom blahs
Beth and Mark Williams have been happily and, on occasion, ecstatically married for eight years. He doesn't doubt for a second his love for her, or her love for him. She is also his best friend which means that they have a level of honesty with each other that many married couples do not. They honestly admitted to each other that their sex life had become rather blah. Over the years they had tried role playing, porn, dirty talk, and sex in strange places as ways to keep the lust boiling between them. Some attempts were outright failures, some hysterically funny, and yet others proved successful for a time.
It isn't as if they didn't find each other attractive. They stay fit. Mark thinks Beth is the perfect woman. She is tall and leggy with a nice butt and near perfect c-cup breasts. Her face is pretty, if not outright beautiful, and her long brown hair hangs to her waist. Mark is a well-muscled guy from years of weightlifting and carpentry work. While not porn star hung, he is well endowed, at least according to the women that he has bedded. Those same women would attest to his skill in bed. Beth enjoys sex with skill and enthusiasm as well. No, their problem isn't one of compatibility or ability, it's one of routine.
At first glance people find it odd that they are a couple. Beth is a bit taller than Mark and 'normal' couples are usually the other way around. When people take the time to get to know them, they quickly figure out that the couple belongs together. They just fit. Her happiness comes first in his life and if you were to ask her, she would tell you that his comes first in hers.
While they may be best friends, they are not each other's only friend. They are practically inseparable from two other couples who also happen to be their neighbors. Elizabeth Petry, Liz to her friends, is married to Joe Petry. They live next door to Beth and Mark. Couple number two is Susan and Brian Murphy. They live next door to Beth and Mark as well, just on the other side. All three couples have been married for nearly the same amount of time and all are suffering from a protracted case of the blahs.
It was late morning. Beth and Susan were in Liz's kitchen completing preparations for the football game coming up at noon. The discussion had turned to the ever-present blahs and Liz was determined things needed to change. She stopped what she was doing and turned to the other women, "I for one am sick and tired of complaining about how mundane my sex life has become. I want to do something to stir things up a bit."
Eyebrows went up in question and Liz continued, "Look, we need to do something to get ourselves out of our collective rut. It doesn't have to be anything huge, just something to get the juices flowing so to speak."
Beth grinned, "I have an idea. How about a bet on the game? You know the guys will all bet on State University so us gals can bet on the other team. Whichever team scores the least points in a quarter will be the loser for that quarter. The losers must remove an article of clothing. There are only four quarters, so we don't have to worry about getting naked. Maybe a little peekaboo in our underwear will give us the boost we need."
Liz and Susan perked right up. Susan put in her two cents, "Let's just be sure we don't end up naked. I'm personally not ready for something like that. Let's figure four quarters, and if we lose every quarter, then we need four articles of clothing plus our underwear?"
Liz was thoughtful, "I think we need to think positive. We are going to win! You know the guys are going to insist that shoes, socks, and jewelry don't count. Their hind brains are going to kick in and all they will be thinking about is us naked. Correction: Joe can see me anytime. I am absolutely positive it won't be me he is watching if we do this. We are going to have to take a bit of a chance if we want to get anything out of it. We just need to stay in control and put a stop to it if things start getting out of hand."
Beth nodded, "I already like the idea. It's giving me a tingle."
Liz laughed, "Your just thinking about our husbands staring at you!"
"Oh, and you're not?"
Susan headed toward the door, "I need to run home for a minute."
Liz was puzzled, "What for?"
"Right now, I'm wearing a blue bra with pink mom panties. That won't do at all!"
Beth moved to follow her, "Great idea! Be right back Liz."
As soon as the two women left Liz ran upstairs to do a bit of light trimming and change her own underwear.
An hour later the three couples were seated in the living room and the football game was ready to start. Liz nervously walked in front of the television which immediately got everyone's attention, "We wives want to make a bet with you husbands." She went on to explain the bet. As they had suspected, their husbands were all in. Also, as they expected, their husbands insisted on the shoes, socks, and jewelry rule.
Never had they paid such close attention to a football game. No one could remember ever watching football together in bare feet either. At the end of the first quarter the guys lost their shirts. At half time they lost their pants. By this point everyone was well lubricated and variations of 'Is that a banana in your pants...' were tossed out by the wives toward various husbands. It was great fun.
The women didn't fare as well in the second half. State had adjusted their strategy during the half and was well ahead in points for the third quarter. The husbands watched in fascination as the wives removed their tops.
The women played it for all it was worth and took turns removing their tops. Liz was first up. She was wearing a State sweatshirt and as she peeled it off, her beautifully formed c-cups were held and framed by her satin bra. Beth was sure that Mark found Liz's body hot. She was a very well-formed woman and Mark had a thing for blondes. She watched her husband close for his reaction and was a bit shocked when he paid the petite brunette Susan with her b cup boobs more attention.
