It all started when we moved. My wife Jayne and I had lived in my city centre apartment since we moved in together six years earlier. After a lot of saving and promotion at work we'd scraped together enough money to buy a house in a quiet cul-de-sac out in the suburbs. It was everything that we both wanted . A new start out of the hustle and bustle not to mention the noise and dirt of the city.
There were six houses in the cul-de-sac and within a few days we were on nodding terms with all of our new neighbours. Jayne is a gregarious type and it was important to her from the start that we got on with the other members of our little community. At the time I was working long hours so making new friends could only be good for Jayne and she threw herself into it with gusto.
When I'd get home she'd soon be telling me how she'd joined the neighbourhood watch, or baking for the nearby church bazaar, or organising a coffee morning. And soon enough she had made friends with a couple of the other housewives. I'd quite often come home from work to find either, Karen or Wendy or both sharing a cake and some gossip with Jayne. They seemed nice and I was glad that Jayne was making new friends.
We'd been there for around six months when we received an invitation to a BBQ from the oldest couple in the cul-de-sac. Maggie and Richard. Unlike my wife the most I'd said to any of the neighbours was "Hello". As such I was quite reticent about attending. Jayne however was insistent that we had to go.
"It will be a chance for you to get to know everyone." Was her argument for attending.
When you work all week all you really want to do at the weekend is chill out in your own space. But what Jayne wants she usually gets and so in the end I agreed to go.
At least it was BBQ weather. It was a gloriously sunny day and All the neighbours were there. Interestingly no one had kids, which I thought was a bit strange for people of our age. As we were all adults with no responsibilities the beer and wine was soon flowing and the aroma of cooking meat filled the air. It was the first time I'd seen everyone together and I started to notice a dynamic at play.
Richard was very much the leader of the group. All the other men seemed to differ to him and he organised everything. His wife, Maggie was very much his able lieutenant. Chivying the women to set the table and sit were she wanted them to. Richard and Maggie were in their mid fifties, while everyone else was in their early to mid thirties. With the exception of my Jayne who was just twenty seven and the baby of the group.
Jayne looked stunning this day. She's slim and blond with an easy smile. Pretty is an understatement. She has gorgeous long legs and a figure that always gets a second look from men. Today she was in a pretty summer dress which accentuated her curves and showed off her long legs to perfection.
I noted that Karen's husband, Paul in particular couldn't take his eyes off my wife and he was very attentive whenever she needed a hand. Karen herself was dressed in shorts, T-shirt and clearly no bra from the way her boobs jiggled. She was smaller than Jayne, pretty rather than beautiful and had a loud, filthy laugh that could be heard more and more often as her wine consumption increased.
Jayne's other friend, Wendy and her husband Greg seemed very close with our hosts. I was sure at one point that I spotted Greg with his hand resting on Maggie's bottom. I was going to tell Jayne but when I looked back It wasn't there and I wondered if I'd been mistaken. Wendy chatted with Richard quite conspiratorially and I did wonder if something was going on between the four of them.
It seemed hard to believe though as Richard was bald with a bit of a beer belly. While Wendy was tall, slim and very pretty. Just about young enough to be his daughter too. She like Jayne was in a floaty summer dress. However unlike Jayne's hers was so thin that when the sun caught it right, it was as though you could see right through it. "Greg's a lucky man." I found myself thinking as I appraised her body.
At another table sat the rest of our neighbours, Melinda and Ged, were with, Sally and Mark. Unlike the rest of the ladies Sally and Melinda worked and I often said hello as I was setting of at the same time as they were. It looked like the four of them knew each other very well and they were sharing some private joke that had them all laughing. However they soon shut up when they saw a sharp look from Richard.
Both Melinda and Sally looked good today. Melinda was a brunette with a curvy figure and her shorts really showed off her bum beautifully. Sally was smaller than the other women, but really bubbly and self confident. She was clearly in charge with Mark and had short dark hair with flashing eyes and a slim almost boyish figure, with pert bra free boobs that jiggled as she walked.
We'd had a burger and some chicken, I'd drank a couple of beers while Jayne had sipped on her wine, when Maggie engaged us in conversation.
"So how long have you two been married?" She asked.
"We've been together six years but married for four." Jayne replied.
"Oh don't tell Richard that you lived together. He doesn't approve you see." Maggie told us. Then in a half whisper she continued,
"Besides, things can be a lot more fun when your married."
Well I had no idea what she meant and by now Richard was calling her back. It all felt a bit strange. After that we circulated, trying to make sure we spent time with everyone and I left the BBQ later that evening having got a bit of an impression of each couple.
Maggie and Richard, were retired and from what I could see pretty well off. Richard was obviously used to getting his own way and being in charge. Maggie was fun, but always had her eye on her husband. Always ready to do whatever he asked. Maggie must have been quite a beauty in her day and she was still quite a good looking woman.
Greg was infatuated with Wendy and he clearly would do anything for his wife. She on the other hand seemed to have something of a wandering eye and I caught her checking out all the men at various points in the day. That surprised me as Greg was tall and well built. Perhaps she was just looking for the fun of it. Who knew?
Karen had been fun and pretty flirty. I think she knew exactly the effect her braless tits had had on all the men. I put it down to her drinking, but Jayne told me she was always like that. Paul hadn't took his eyes off Jayne all day and I thought I'd better keep an eye on that. He seemed to like watching his wife flirt with other men, nearly as much as he liked looking at Jayne. He seemed OK but something told me to be wary.
I'd really liked Mark and Sally at first meeting. Mark was a bluff straightforward kind of guy, while Sally was just a bundle of fun. She had me laughing from the moment I met her. She was one of those small firecracker women. If Mark looked a little careworn I suspected it was because of Sally's demands. However I suspected already that he liked those demands.
Ged on the other hand was a real bull shitter. "I've done it, I've seen it, I've got it." Kind of guy. Not my cup of tea. He differed to his wife whenever she was near. But played the big, I'm in charge whenever she was out of earshot. While Melinda was reserved but nice from the little I spoke to her. I felt sorry for her having to put up with Ged.
Well I knew them all now. I'd done my duty, done what my wife asked and I hoped I wouldn't have to do it again for a while.
A few weeks later I had a day off. Jayne and I got to enjoy blissful early morning sex. Something we hadn't had time for in ages and afterwards I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up there were voices in the kitchen and I dressed and made my way to the kitchen door.
