When I first met my husband's really good friend Austin it was a pleasant shock. Kevin and I had only been married about a year when we were invited to visit his friend, Austin and his wife Paige. I didn't know what to expect. We're in our twenties and Kevin told me Austin was thirty three and Paige twenty nine but they didn't look or act like "old" people.
I laughed and said "That's not old." But secretly thought we'd have little in common because of the age difference.
My husband's name is Kevin and he's the love of my life, long blond unruly surfer hair, some ink and a heart the size of Texas.
When we arrived and knocked on their door and the guy that answered immediately put Kevin in a bear hug. I stood there for a few awkward seconds as they embraced. Then Paige appeared behind them and said, "Come on in. Those two love each other so much, it's the closest thing I've seen to a Bromance."
I laughed because they were busy saying how good it was to see each other. Everyone went inside. Introductions were made and Kevin was right. Austin was roguish good looking. The sides of his head were closely shaved but the hair on top of his head was longer and slicked back. Also he sported a goatee and the creases in the corner of his eyes were always smiling even if his mouth wasn't.
He was so hot. I couldn't explain my reaction. My palms got clammy, my heart raced, I felt heat between my legs. Nobody had ever had that direct or instantaneous effect on me before.
The next morning after a rather long night of indulging in adult beverages and catching up, Paige invited us to brunch at her favorite breakfast restaurant.
Austin had to work and had already left by the time we were up.
Once we arrived at the restaurant and got seated a strapping, good looking young man approached the table and sat down next to Paige. She put her arm around this dark haired guy and kissed him, then introduced us. "Guys this is Vincent. He's a friend of mine."
What the hell was going on I thought. Yeah this dude was good looking but damn, what would Austin think? How awkward was this meal going to be? I have to tell you, there were lots of thoughts going through my head and none were pleasant.
After a little small talk I noticed Paige's hand in Vince's lap. It seemed she was rubbing his cock though his shorts. I elbowed Kevin's ribs and gave him a questioning look. He whispered in my ear, "I'll explain later."
He'd better I thought, because anyone could tell Paige had now slipped her hand inside Vince's shorts and was stroking his hard cock. I could see her arm moving in a covert but none the less noticeable up and down movement. The whole time having a normal conversation like nothing was going on.
Vince was kinda shy during brunch and said little. I didn't know how to react and couldn't wait to get done and leave. At the end of the meal as we walked out, Paige said, "Vince is going to give me a ride home. Can you guys take my Jeep? I'll meet you back at the house."
"Sure," Kevin said taking the keys.
Vince had parked his small car near the front, while Paige's Jeep was farther out. As we drove by Vince's car we could see his head was rolled back, eyes closed. Once got nearer to them we could see the back of Paige's head bobbing up and down in his lap.
I averted my eyes and couldn't believe it. "You need to explain." I told Kevin.
He sighed and said, "Austin and Paige are a bit different."
"Ya Think?" I replied.
"They're not exactly swingers but neither one is exactly faithful either," he said.
"So does that mean Austin knows what's going on?" I asked.
"Probably, but not necessarily," he answered.
"Well, that's just fucked up," I said crossing my arms in a huff.
"You'll have to ask Austin about it. He explains it so much better than I do," Kevin sighed.
Later that day Paige received a call that her eighteen year old cousin was in a minor car wreck. While he wasn't injured, alcohol was involved so she felt like she needed to go handle the situation. She left before Austin got home from work.
By the time Austin arrived home we'd been enjoying ourselves for a couple of hours. We'd removed the hot tub cover and were having excellent margaritas in the bubbles. Austin showered and joined us shortly.
He was in really good shape. His stomach was flat and his arms bulged with muscle.
I found myself staring at him as he climbed in opposite of us. Normally, one might think we were already naked, but I wasn't comfortable enough yet and after what I'd seen, wasn't sure I ever would be.
We drank, chatted and enjoyed reliving of old stories I hadn't heard. Almost all the stories ended with Austin sounding like that guy in that Vegas movie asking Kevin, "But did you die?"
By the third margarita I had a nice buzz going.
Austin reached under the water and pulled his shorts off and ceremoniously dropped them on the bank. I was red faced for a second but then Kevin pulled his off too.
"Well, I'm not taking my suit off," I told them.
"Aww... I'm devastated," Austin said and they both laughed.
A few minutes later Kevin reached for my hand under the water and placed it on his cock. It was only half hard, so I stroked it few times then let go. But when he put my hand back on it I held it until he got rock hard in my grip.
"Ask him about brunch," Kevin told me.
I was just buzzed enough that I deiced to do it. "Yeah. I need to ask you something," I said to Austin.
