Note: These stories have been getting mixed reviews, with some people making fun and trying to "fix" the endings. Anything I submit on this site is part of actual recollections of past events in my life so I won't change facts to earn more votes or receive a higher rating. (Only the names are being changed to protect my wife's, acquaintances' and/or friends' identities.)
Not too long after we spent the night with Jason, he and Liza came over for cards and board games. Kendra had been enjoying some wine. Usually at these get-togethers, she would get handsy with me when she started getting buzzed or drunk. Tonight, however, she was being very flirtatious with Jason, only touching his arm or his back occasionally but definitely more focused on him than she ever had been in our group. From the looks Liza was giving him, it was clear she noticed. Jason would just shrug back at her as though he was innocent.
At one point, Kendra's game piece would land on the same spot as Jason's and she set hers on top of his remarking, "You know, I enjoy being on top..."
Liza shot a confused and flustered look toward her, and Kendra responded by motioning toward his crotch. "I think he enjoys that idea too."
Liza's eyes went wide open, and she backhanded his arm. "I'll be back in a minute," she said as she walked around me toward the bathroom.
"You need to tone it down," I quietly and firmly said to Kendra.
"Just breathe," she told me as she leaned over toward me to kiss me firmly on the lips and grab my crotch. "It doesn't feel like you're really that upset about it."
"I'm not, but...," I trailed off as I heard the bathroom door in the other room open, and Kendra leaned back into her chair.
I felt Liza's hands on my shoulders and give a small squeeze as she walked by to sit back down. She had composed herself and even seemed to have a determined look on her face.
From then on, any time Kendra would show even the smallest amount of affection toward Jason, Liza would respond by finding an excuse to say something to me and touch my arm or hand. Over the years Liza and I had accidentally touched hands, and I always felt a spark. What I was feeling now came in waves, and I so desperately wanted to reach back out to meet her hand.
Jason looked amused at the exchanges as Kendra's comments were getting more bold. I finally spoke up, "I'm sure this is fun for you two... I don't know about Jason, but it's almost painful being teased like this. Maybe we could all just go upstairs?"
Jason jumped out of his chair, tapped Liza on the shoulder and walked over toward the staircase, waiting for her to join him. Kendra took my hand, and I followed her up to the room. I could hear quiet conversation between the two of them at the bottom of the stairs before Kendra and I went inside.
I sat on the end of the bed, and Kendra jumped onto my lap so she could straddle me while we started making out. A few minutes later I looked up to see Liza hesitantly walking into the room, Jason walking behind her with his hands on her hips.
