This story takes place a few years ago when I was thirty-two years old and my wife, Susan, was twenty-seven. It was a difficult time for me because I had injured my foot. Although I did not have a cast, the foot was painful and I needed to use crutches to keep the weight off.
Sue and I shared a one bedroom apartment. It was a Saturday night in August and Sue was invited to meet her girlfriend, Linda, at a neighborhood pub for dinner and a few drinks. I thought that was fine since I wasn't feeling up to going out that night. That would give me an opportunity to just relax at home and watch TV and prop my leg up.
At around 8:30 I decided to take a shower. I dried myself off and hung the towel in the bathroom to dry. I then hobbled back into the living room to watch the baseball game. I set the crutches against the wall next to the sofa.
It was still hot in the apartment that night. I sat back on the sofa and propped my leg up. I had everything I needed close by: the remote control, my crutches, and a glass of wine. I remained naked without the towel. This was not unusual for me. I enjoyed relaxing at home without any clothes on and, besides, I wasn't completely dry yet from the shower. Another twenty minutes or so and I would be dry enough to go back into the bedroom and put some clothes on if I wanted to.
It was about 9 o'clock when I heard the key in the door and was surprised to hear my wife talking with Linda. I really didn't think Sue would be coming home so soon and I certainly didn't think that she would be bringing Linda home with her. I guess I should have thought about that and I don't know why I didn't but, anyway, I called out to Sue that I didn't have any clothes on. In the meanwhile, I went to grab anything I could to cover myself, but there wasn't anything.
I could tell that Sue thought this was funny because she said something to Linda and me to the effect that, surely, Linda must have seen a naked man before and that it shouldn't be a problem for Linda. Linda was not yet in the apartment and all she could say was an awkward "Uhhhhh." Linda was hesitating to come into the apartment with me naked. She was obviously embarrassed and I was embarrassed too. It was Sue who thought this was amusing.
Under other circumstances, I might have been able to quickly scoot into the bedroom to get some clothes. However, since I was not very mobile and I needed the crutches to get around, I was stuck where I was.
I shouted to Sue to get something for me to cover up with. I thought that she was going to bring me some clothes but, instead, she brought me the towel from the bathroom. Sue had this devilish smile as she handed it to me. I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist. I told Sue that maybe she should give me something else to wear. Sue said no, that I was fine the way I was.
Sue then told Linda that I was covered and that it was okay for her to come in. She sat Linda in the lounge chair directly across from me as I sat on the sofa.
I awkwardly said to Linda that I was sorry for my state of undress, but that I didn't expect Sue to be bringing company home this evening. Linda smiled as she looked down at the towel that was covering my private parts and said that it was "okay." She tried to downplay the situation.
Sue opened a bottle of wine for us to share and then she sat next to me on the sofa. The girls explained that they had already had a couple of glasses of wine at the pub. The girls talked about a number of things and I mostly listened.
As we talked, I couldn't help but notice how attractive Linda was. Linda was twenty-eight years old, five feet eight inches tall, with reddish hair, blue eyes, and beautiful fair skin. It was summer time, but it was obvious that Linda preferred to avoid the sun. She wore jeans and a red blouse with the top three buttons undone. I could see her white bra straps. I would guess that her breasts were a 36C.
Let me tell you a little about my wife, Susan. She is only five feet two inches tall with long black hair and brown eyes. Sue likes to spend the summer in the sun. Her breasts are a size 36B. Sue, like Linda, had worn a pair of jeans when she went out, but the apartment was so warm that she decided to get more comfortable. She changed into shorts and a low cut white tank top with no bra underneath. I could see her nipples as they pressed against the clingy and sheer material of her top. She left her shoes and socks off. I looked at her bare legs and feet as she sat next to me. Sue looked very sexy and it was at that point that I noticed that my cock began to stir.
The two girls had been friends for about six months. I really didn't know Linda very well. Linda was a quiet person and lived alone in a one bedroom apartment not far from where we lived. I don't think Linda had many friends. I think she enjoyed going out with Susan because Sue is friendly and outgoing and likes to have fun.
Throughout this time, I felt very self conscious. The small towel was just barely large enough to cover my private parts. As I sat on the sofa, the towel came up to about two inches above my knees and was slightly open on the side showing my thigh. I was very aware of my state of undress. I did not want to offend Linda.
