As Jake finished his sandwich, Bill continued to talk about last night's basketball game. It was the playoffs, and Bill was excited. Jake couldn't care less, but nodded along. He had worked with Bill for almost a year, and found it best to let him talk. Both white men were in their mid-30s, and worked as electrical linemen. That meant driving together out to the middle of nowhere to fix power lines. And on those long drives, they'd talk about sports, movies, women, whatever came to mind. Over the last 10 months, they'd become about as close as work friends get.
It was Friday, and Bill had mistaken Jake's nodding for enthusiasm. Bill invited Jake over to watch the big game, and had sweetened the deal with beer and wings. Jake lived alone, and figured some social contact couldn't hurt. Netflix would still be there, when he got home. So Jake made the short drive to Bill's house. When he got there, Bill answered the door, and invited him into the living room. Jake found a comfortable recliner, and planted himself. The sound of running water made Jake curious. Bill explained, "Wife's in the shower."
As Bill and Jake sat watching the pre-game program, the running water stopped. A few minutes later, a short latina woman in a too-small towel walked through the living room. She was in her mid-20s, and very attractive. 5'1" tall, small B cup breasts, and a very juicy ass. Jake's eyes almost popped out of his head. Bill was a very average looking man. He was slightly overweight, balding, and a little on the short side. And here was this magnificent creature that he somehow tricked into marrying him.
Jake expected the wife to walk quickly though the living room, on her way to getting dressed, but she didn't. When she realized Jake was there, she stopped to introduce herself. Her name was Cassie. She was still dripping wet. And when she bent slightly to shake Jake's hand, he got a full view of her moderate cleavage. He found it very hard to maintain eye contact, even though she had large brown eyes that were somewhat transfixing.
Cassie noticed Jake's stare, and let the top of her towel open a bit more, showing him her pierced nipples. Finally, she just dropped the towel, and sat down on Jake's lap. Jake looked at Bill, who didn't seem phased. Cassie asked Bill if he'd explained their lifestyle to Jake. Bill explained to the confused Jake, "We're swingers. We go to bars and clubs, and find other people to play with. The rules are simple. I can get a blowjob from any willing woman, and Cassie can suck any dick she wants. But we need permission to fuck someone. And always with protection."
