I am a middle-aged man that has been married for several years, and happy within that marriage. I believe myself to be attractive and I know that my wife is still beautiful. In all the time we have been together neither of us had strayed to another for sexual pleasure, well, until last fall.
It was October when my wife, Beth, told me her friend, Kayla, would be coming to visit us for a week. Kayla and her had been friends since childhood, but, Kayla had moved up north after college with her fiancé at the time, and stayed there to raise a family and a career. It was rare for her to have time to visit, and my wife was excited, so I showed my mock amusement and was happy for her.
In all truth, I didn't like when Kayla came down, the house was louder then usual as they talked nonstop into the early hours of the morning, which made me lose sleep. The money dwindled faster as they shopped until they had to stop because the store closed, which made me have to work more overtime. And the sex, well there was no sex when Kayla visited, all time was devoted to her, not that I was jealous, but I do enjoy sex a couple times a week with a person, not my hand.
So the day came for Kayla to arrive and Beth hustled through the house to make everything look perfect, the floors had been washed twice, the windows scrubbed, all the regular cleaning chores done to an extreme. I just chuckled to myself over the fuss she made when a friend came, really, the house was fine before the obsessing.
As we heard Kayla's car pull into my driveway it was like being with a child at her first slumber party, Beth jumped up and down several times clapping and yelling, "She's here, She's here!" Again I chuckled and before I could speak she was out the door and embracing her friend in a huge hug, as they both jumped up and down like schoolgirls.
I slowly made my way outside, god forbid if I didn't carry in her suitcase, or rather all three of them. Kayla greeted me with a half hearted hug and a small peck on the cheek, and a barely audible ,"Hello Harv."
I greeted her back as they rushed inside, carrying some nice fresh mud onto those overly cleaned floors as they went. I chuckled again, all that fuss for nothing. So I took her stuff, and closed her trunk and went in the house myself, walking straight past them as they talked so rapidly I could barely catch a word, and into the spare room. I set the bags down and before I could even exit the room I was told they were off to shop and they were out the door.
This was the same as every time Kayla came, Harv do some work, Beth and Kayla, go shop. It was irritating, but it made Beth happy so I was fine with it. I laughed to myself as I closed the door, at lease Kayla was good to look at. Not that I had ever thought of bedding her but, she was a fine looking woman, all the curves in all the right places, a very pretty face, long brown hair, and nice full lips, not bad at all.
It was getting late and I was about to settle into bed for the night when I heard the car pull back into the driveway. I waited a bit and heard them close the trunk and cackle like hens as they moved closer to the house. They were still laughing loudly when they entered and stopped abruptly when they saw me. Beth smiled to me, "Sorry, lost track of time".
I smiled back and decided to keep my mouth shut and let her do her thing. They dropped their bags and moved back into the living room and sat on the couch across from the recliner I was sitting . Beth smiled again, hell she had been gleaming since the morning just knowing Kayla was coming. "Sorry Harv, we were just having so much fun together, like old times, shopping and talking."
I nodded and gave her a smile, "Its fine honey, she only comes once in a while," yeah right, fine, I wanted my wife home and not spending all the money, but it was only once every couple of years, I could deal with it.
Kayla smiled to me, a rare real smile, "We got all sorts of nice stuff Harv, I think you will really like some of it."
Me? I would like some of it? My eyes crunched as I tried to figure what she was saying and finally I just asked, "How would I enjoy what you got?"
Kayla giggled and corrected me, "Not what I got Harv, what Beth got. We went to this store that had all sorts of playtime stuff, you know, stuff for the bedroom."
My jaw dropped and I saw Beth's cheek brighten, "You did what?" I'm not sure, but I believe I stuttered the question.
Kayla giggled and stood, taking a hold of Beth's arm as she did, lifting her as well, "Hold on Harv, you will see." She stated as they rushed out of the room, taking the bags, and moved quickly into the guest room.
I sat, more astonished then confused as I heard giggles, and whispers that I couldn't quite make the words out of. I didn't even know there was one of those stores around, and forget ever dreaming of getting Beth to step inside if I did know of one. I figured I would just sit back and see what happens.
They came back out to me a few minutes later, Beth was wearing a short green and black plaid skirt and a thing white blouse, her stockings were white , and ran up her legs stopping just shy of the hem of the skirt, and her black shoes were gleaming from the light. She smiled and spun for me, "Do you like it?"
