A quick one with no real sex. No one dies either, if anyone is worried about that. Self-edited like all my stories, so I'm sure there is the occasional typo. Tried for a couple months unsuccessfully to get an editor for these, so decided to just make do -- besides I'm the first to admit relying on editors for all my other writing has weakened my self-editing skills so I need the practice. As with all my stories, hope you enjoy the ride, even if you don't like the destination. Not meant to be a moral statement, I just write what I think is an interesting story. I do appreciate the comments both good and bad.
Since his recent divorce, it was almost becoming routine that Jody's best friend, Rich, would come over at least every second Friday for supper and then stay for drinks after. The first few times were awkward, as Summer, Jody's wife of almost ten years, was quite good friends with Rich's ex until she took the kids and left him. While both insisted there was no cheating during the marriage, Heather was now living in Chicago with another man only four months after separating. Having two sons, aged nine and six, Jody could only imagine what that would be like on them or Rich having to wait months between seeing his kids.
It was a particularly hot summer day, so Jody suggested having their beer outside in the hot tub after the boys went to sleep. Rich was about the same size, so he lent him a swimsuit. Jody was surprised that Summer decided to join them. She came out in a tiny bikini, which accented her thirty-year-old body that she worked so hard to maintain. Her legs and tummy was really tone, and her C cup breasts hardly had any sag yet. Summer was holding a case of vodka coolers and did a little twirl, which got a whistle from Rich, before settling down in the hot tub between the two men, beside Jody.
Jody didn't really appreciate the look or whistle Rich gave, but decided to overlook it. It was his friend, and yes Summer did look fantastic in that suit with ties on the bottom. After a few beers, he forgot all about his brief moment of jealously and the three had a good time enjoying their drinks in the hot tub. Summer started teasing Rich about all the sex he must be having now he's single again. Rich made some comment about now that he had his balls back, they were getting plenty of use. Jody knew Summer, while wild in the bedroom, was fairly conservative out of it. She wouldn't be talking that way if she wasn't drunk. Jody was thinking it probably was time for both of them to get to bed because the boys had soccer in the morning.
"It's getting late..." Jody said.
"Okay, I'll finish this drink and head in," Summer said. There were only a couple swallows left in her cooler.
"And I'll finish this beer..." Rich cracked a new one. "And I'll be leaving."
"And I got to take piss, night Rich..." Jody got up, dried off and headed in.
After he was done in the bathroom, he headed to the living room expecting to see the other two inside already. When they weren't, he headed outside.
Rich and Summer were sitting a lot closer to each other. Neither had a drink in their hand; Rich had a bit of a smirk, while Summer looked uneasy -- almost guilty.
"Guess it's time to go," Rich said turning away from Jody to climb up and wrap a towel around his wait.
"Yes... I'll just want to relax a few more minutes then I'll be in," Summer said not looking Jody in the eye.
"Rich can see himself out," Jody said, "I'll relax with you."
"No," Summer answered quickly, "You don't need to. Go get ready for bed. I'll be right there. It would be rude to not see Rich out anyways."
Jody headed in, and Rich was almost already out the front door. "Bye, buddy. We'll talk later," he said as he headed out and left.
Jody took a few breaths and tried to relax as he waited for Summer. He could have a bit of an imagination -- comes with being a graphic designer -- so what he was thinking could be not at all what happened.
It was almost ten minutes later that Summer came slowly into the house with her towel wrapped tightly around her waist, and almost jumped when Jody was waiting for her outside the bathroom.
"Shit, Joe, you scared me," Summer said in a nervous voice. After ten years together, Jody knew when his wife was hiding something or guilty.
"You don't looked relaxed..." Jody said coldly.
"You just startled me. Go to bed, I'll be right there," Summer said, "Maybe I'll come to bed naked..."
Jody tugged at the towel. Summer slapped his hand.
"Not now, silly. After I pee and freshen up first."
"Why do you need to? What happened?"
She looked really nervous. "Nothing happened. What's with you tonight?"
"Bullshit," Jody said with a quick sharp tug, revealing that Summer wasn't wearing her bottoms under her towel.
Jody didn't say anything; he just turned and walked towards the bedroom.
"Nothing really happened, I promise," said Summer now crying.
Jody ignored her and grabbed a suitcase and quickly filled it with about a weeks worth of clothes.
"Please Joe, I'll tell you the truth. Don't do this," pleaded Summer as he walked by her and out the door.
**
Two weeks later, Jody was working in his office when the administrative assistant for his unit called him. "Mr. Selk, it's your wife."
"Mandy, tell her I do not want to talk and hang up," Jody said irritated.
"No, she's here and refusing to leave until she can see you. Shall I call security?"
In the background, he could hear Summer's shrill angry voice, "Do it. If that's what he wants."
Jody sighed. "No, let her come in. Can you make sure we're not disturbed? Actually, I'm taking the rest of the day off. Tell her I'll meet her in the Coffee Shop downstairs. Say I promise, okay?"
He could hear muffled discussion between two angry women, and then, "Okay, Mrs. Selk will meet you there and I've marked you away for the day."
"Thanks Mandy, sorry to involve you in this."
Summer looked terrible. At least her face, which had bags under her red eyes, and pale from no make-up -- which wasn't Summer at all. Below the neck, she looked as stunning as always in a tank top and cut-off shorts.
"How could you," hissed Summer in a low voice, "Take off without saying anything, not calling, no text of all of where you were. Do you know how upset the boys are? They missed three days of school, and I really don't know what to tell them."
"Tell them that their mom got drunk and acted like a slut?" Jody said with a shrugged.
"That's not fucking fair and you know it," Summer said as her eyes watered, "If you wouldn't have took off in a huff, I would have told you everything."
"Considering you were lying through your teeth already," Jody said coldly, "Why would I believe a word you said? I caught you with your pants down, literally. Even if nothing happened, how do I know that was only because I interrupted? And I know I interrupted. Guessing your bikini bottoms were removed and tossed? The time you spent 'relaxing' was you trying to find them so I wouldn't suspect a thing? So pardon me if I don't believe everything was all innocent. At the least, my best friend finger-fucked my wife. Am I wrong?"
Summer looked down. "It just happened. I was drunk, and he started splashing. I splashed back. Then he was tickling me, just on my side. Next thing I knew, we were kissing and his fingers were in me. I didn't touch him and shoved him away when I came to my senses. I told him no way it was happening. He replied with not yet. That was right when you walked in." She wiped her eyes. "Yes, it should never have gone as far as it did. I should've said something right away, but I was ashamed and he's been your friend longer than you've known me. I thought if I brought it up there, either I'd end your friendship or worse you'd take his side. Either way you'd end up resenting me."
Jody snorted.
"That's the goddamn truth. Ask him if you want. Now, will you please come home? The boys need a father. They're so upset right now, I'm worried they might need counseling."
"Trying to guilt me about the boys isn't going to fix anything," Jody said angrily.
"I'm not trying to guilt you," Summer said angrily, "You have a responsibility as a father and should care about them. Overreacting when nothing really happened isn't helping them at all."
Jody was silent for a moment and then said, "I guess I should mention something. Last weekend, I went out for drinks and you remember Lois? Well, I got pretty hammered and... we were in her car kissing. I stopped it once she had my dick out and was stroking me off."
"You bastard," Summer spat out and stormed away before Jody could say another word.
After she left, he said for a moment thinking and then with a sigh turned on his phone which had fifty unopened texts -- mostly from Summer but a few from Rich.
He texted his wife, "Look, I was lying. Nothing happened I stayed at Mark's who put me up in his spare room now his youngest is away at college."
There was no response for ten minutes, so Jody decided he might as well return to work.
He was there for about half an hour when he received her response, "Why would you make something like that up? Do you know how much that hurt me?"
Jody snorted and replied, "YES I KNOW EXACTLY HOW MUCH."
Summer responded with, "I didn't deserve that. I can't believe how cruel you're being."
Jody was breathing heavily in frustration as he typed, "Well you are being a hypocrite for still claiming nothing happened."
"Nothing really did happen between Rich and me. I consider some slut with her hand around your cock as something."
'Stupid stubborn bitch,' Jody hissed under his breath as he typed, "Well I consider my friend's fingers up your vagina as something. Difference is that really did happen. Please don't bother trying to contact me again until you either get your head out of your ass or get a lawyer."
