All characters in this story are over 18 years old.
Gina and Ed woke Sunday morning to a sunny day. They had climbed back into bed after wakeup visits to the bathroom. Their erotic urges had been banked by yesterday's activities and Ed lay on his back with an arm out and Gina's head rested on it.
"Still up for a bike ride?" he asked.
Raising her head to glance at the window, Gina said, "The weather looks inviting. It's a 'yes' for me."
They were quiet for a while.
Ed broke the silence: "So, what about Raquel?"
Gina chuckled and said, "I knew you weren't gonna let that go!"
"Well...?"
"Well, what? What's percolating in that fertile imagination of yours?"
"Well, maybe she has a bike too," he said.
"It's possible I suppose. But what else? Are you seriously responding to the innuendo her leaving her phone number suggests? She was clearly amused - titillated - by our little display last night. Ya think she wishes she were a participant?"
After a beat, Ed said, "I can't rule it out."
"So, are we looking to recruit a participant?"
"That's the question." He added quickly, "Purely hypothetical."
She elbowed him in the ribs and said, "Hypothetical, un-huh."
"Well, let's start with you," he said. "How do you feel about other women's sensuality?"
"Geez, Ed! That's quite a leap for me."
"A hypothetical leap." He reached his free hand over and rested it comfortably on her breast. "You must have given it at least a passing thought sometime."
"All right. When I was in high school, I had a couple girlfriends. We practiced kissing each other so we would know what to do when we had a date with a boy. It seemed like a little more than practice with this one girl, Alma. One time we did it naked from the waist up. I remember it lasted a long time and seemed like more fun than usual."
"We talked about masturbation but that was as far as it went. No touching. Alma moved away and I have wondered what we might have got up to if she'd stayed around. I can't say I wasn't curious. I think Alma was more curious than I was. I wonder what ever happened to Alma."
Ed took this in and said, "So are you still curious?"
She was quiet for a while and then said, "I notice women. I see appealing qualities. A friendly smile, easy conversation, a sense of purpose, stuff like that. Physical appeal comes into it sometimes, too. A pretty face, stylish clothing, nice legs, a unique hairdo. Occasionally a big bust."
Here, Ed gave her tit a squeeze. "So would you ever consider exploring this curiosity further"
"I really hadn't until this moment."
She turned her head till she was looking him in the eyes. "Are you suggesting I should?"
"I guess I'm saying you could if you wanted to."
"Aren't you afraid I'd flip a switch and become a committed lesbian?"
He thought for a moment then smiled and said, "I find the possibility extremely remote."
"And you think Raquel might be just the opportunity I need," she said flatly.
"Well, if we're reading her right, she sort of put herself out there."
"Oh, yeah? Well what about you? Maybe she wants to move in here, throw my stuff out on the lawn and change the locks!"
Ed laughed. He took Gina in his arms, kissed her forehead and said, "There's no way! Never happen! Uh-uh."
"Oh, yeah? Just some casual sex maybe? What if she knows some tricks that make me look pale by comparison?"
"Maybe we could all learn some new tricks," he suggested only half joking.
"Oh, yeah...? She said again. But, if not warming to the idea her resistance was melting a little.
"But wait a minute, Gina! We've gone a long way down the road from a name and phone number on a restaurant bill. Maybe she's just a nice person who we'd like as a friend. To go on a bike ride with, say. She's young and attractive just like us." Here he winked. "We live in the same town. Maybe we'd have other things in common."
She hesitated then said, "All right let's call her. See if she has a bike."
Ed said, "Yeah and we'll see if she likes free use sex."
Gina picked up a pillow and whacked him.
"Well, Raquel, it seems like your bike is working well enough."
"Yeah, as long as those old tires hold air. I was lucky my neighbor was there with a bicycle pump," she replied.
They were seated at a table in the shade of a big umbrella, drinks and breakfast rolls in front of them. They had parked and unloaded the bikes a couple miles upriver and had a casual ride to this rest stop. Out more for the nice day than the exercise.
During the ride, Raquel had sized up her new companions in the light of day. Ed was about her height, five-ten. Gina was a little shorter. Ed had brown hair in a short cut with matching brown eyes. He wasn't muscle bound by any means but he looked fit and trim. His strong jaw with a three day beard and ready smile were eye-catching.
Gina looked perfectly matched. Her very feminine form was eye-catching as well. She was getting glances there on the dining patio. With her slightly wild hair and intelligent alertness, she was an appealing package.
Ed and Gina were both wearing Tee shirts and short, Gina's more form fitting than Ed's. Raquel wore a white polo shirt, open at the collar, and medium blue shorts. They showed her tan to advantage.
"So how long have you lived in Nashville?" Ed asked and took a bite of muffin.
"Seven, no, eight years now. I came for college and never left."
"Oh? Where do you come from?" Gina asked.
"Little Rock, Arkansas. Nashville just seemed to suit me better. A little younger, more vitality. What about you guys?"
Ed and Gina looked at each other and Ed said, "We're natives. Both born and raised here. Which is becoming something of a rarity the way the place is growing."
"And how do you support your lavish lifestyle?"
"Lavish!" Gina laughed. "Well Ed, here, is an engineer at the city building department. I'm in accounting at a little electronics manufacturer. We make little things that I don't know exactly what they are, but aerospace companies seem to want them."
Ed continued, "We feel pretty financially safe. We've got our little house and only one college loan. So we're breathing a little easier now and enjoying some stability. Our next big project will be a kid or two. We just haven't decided when that will be."
Meanwhile, Gina was studying Raquel. The more she looked, the more striking she became. Her dark hair was tucked up under a sun visor and with her sunglasses off, her blue eyes glittered. Gina was getting carried away admiring her delicate ear and elegant neck. "
Wait, what's going on here?
" she thought and shook her head a little. "
Why am I sitting here looking at a woman like she was artwork
?"
To ground herself some, Gina asked, "So what about you, Raquel? What did you study in college?"
Raquel grinned. "You mean how did I prepare for a career as a restaurant server? A BA in Philosophy! Some people - like my dad - might say I wasted four years. But I couldn't help myself. I loved the subject matter, the intellectual investigation."
Ed put in, "I suppose then the career path would be in academia."
"For some, yes." Gina answered. "But after four years I was satisfied. You know, MS means More of the Same and PhD means Piled Higher and Deeper."
"I like the hospitality industry. I may pursue some career training in management but I'm in no hurry. I'd like to get into different areas. I'm trying to get my boss to send me to bartender school. In any case, I like the place I'm working and I can easily support my modest lifestyle."
"And I meet interesting people!" Here, Raquel looked meaningfully from Ed to Gina.
Ed and Gina looked at each other with a slight smile as if they had just been busted.
Ed said, "Well, we were quite flattered that you left your phone number. But we had quite a discussion about what it meant. We wondered if you thought we were swingers."
Raquel said, "I'm not sure what I thought but watching you two last night, it looked like you were having fun. And I like fun. I was glad when you called me this morning and so far, this is fun."
Gina looked at Ed and said, "Should we tell her?"
Ed said, "The worst that can happen is she'll call us perverts and bicycle home by herself."
"Unlikely," Raquel said, mischievously.
Gina took a deep breath and started. "Well, my pervert husband here came home with this idea called Free Use Sex. Any idea what that is?"
"Nothing formal beyond the self-evident," Raquel answered.
Gina took on the task of explaining what they'd been up to for the last couple days.
Raquel paid close attention, didn't comment and was obviously contemplating all kinds of ramifications. Ed and Gina just sat there smiling like the cat that ate the canary.
Finally, Raquel said, "Well, it does sound like fun."
She continued as if to herself, "You just play around, any way you like, no discussion, not a lot of forethought, spur of the moment, no big emotional statements, no guilt, no taboos, no regrets. Hmm, interesting concept."
"Here's a mild demonstration," Gina said and reached over and put her hand to Ed's crotch. It was under the table but she was obviously rubbing back and forth.
She said to Raquel, "So, you want any more soda?" With her other hand, she picked up her own cup and drained it.
"No, thanks," Raquel answered.
Ed put an arm around the back of Gina's chair and put his other hand over her breast.
"That was a good muffin," he said while massaging a little. "I don't eat them often but I sure enjoy a good muffin."
Raquel said, "So let me see if I got this." She leaned forward, with her forearms on the table and one hand started tickling her own boob through her polo shirt about where her nipple would be.