Ch. 02
Open your legs, but not your heart.
The Monday after our first and we thought phenomenally successful closed swap with our neighbors Becky and Sam, Becky called Jenny and they had a long phone conversation. "Monday morning quarterbacking" she called it.
First, they were both quite pleased with what had transpired, and very much wanted to see us again. But they reminded us that next time would be an open swing, and we needed to talk about with each other and get comfortable with that, especially the girl-on-girl aspect of it. Jenny said she understood, and we would discuss it and confirm what we were both comfortable with.
Second, they wanted to wait a full month before another time with us, giving us several reasons: time for another set of COVID lab tests, building up tension and anticipation, and to avoid making too many emotional connections too soon. Keeping it fun and 'semi-casual' was the key and doing too much too soon went against that. They were enthusiastic about us, so much so that they thought they needed to be cautious and be sure to keep things in perspective. Jenny said, "It's almost like when someone tells you they just like you as a friend, but in this case, she is saying that they just like us as fuck buddies."
I thought about it. "Isn't that exactly how we feel about them."
She snorted. "You're right, and I guess it works for me!"
Becky also said she and everyone at her lab would soon be vaccinated, and that Sam, as her immediate family, would too. She was unsure about what the protocol and timing would be for other non-medical industry younger people like us but said that we should begin to consider the new "post vaccination" world and how we would want to adapt to it. Food for thought.
We both were preoccupied with our regular jobs during the day, but in the evenings, we found ourselves discussing how we felt about our first experience, and what we wanted for the second one. Just talking about it usually got us hot for each other, which I guess was the point of the whole thing.
But when I was alone with my thoughts, I began to visualize what that second time would be like. It had bothered me just thinking about Sam touching Jenny even when she was in another room behind a closed door, but I had sort of blocked that out while I was touching Becky. But if I were in the same room, I could not block it out because it would be right in my face. I tried to put myself in that place to see how I would react, but I could just not make it seem real to myself now. But if it were happening two feet away, that would be all too real. Would I freak out?
What about me touching Becky with her husband watching? What would that feel like? With Jenny watching too? I really couldn't make that seem real right now either. Could I get it up with Jenny and Sam looking on? I had seen both Sam and Becky naked and quite sexually active in their videos, and it got me hot. Should not seeing the same thing in undeniable reality up close, personal, hot, and smelly get me even more excited?
Then I thought about seeing Becky and Jenny together. That I could visualize, and I had an immediate and very physical reaction. No ambiguity there. Maybe if that happened first, the excitement would carry over for the rest of the evening and that would overcome any other reservations I might have?
While we made dinner that night, I brought up the subject with Jenny. She smiled.
"I have been thinking about that too, babe! I am certain it was better in separate rooms the first time. I am doubly nervous about being with Becky. Sam seems more normal and familiar now."
"I was just thinking that seeing you and Becky would get me so hot that I wouldn't have any trouble performing after that. It's kinda freaky thinking about me doing Becky with you and Sam watching."
"Like breaking the ice, or getting the balls rolling?" She laughed.
"Jen have you ever done anything with another woman before?"
She looked at me with hooded eyes. "Well, one time in the freshman dorm at college, one of the other girls kissed me. I was so shocked I barely reacted at all. These days it doesn't seem like a big deal, but it freaked me out then. Watching Becky in those videos got me hot, though. Seeing Sam naked the first time got me hot too. But seeing two guys touch each other wouldn't do anything for me."
"Me either. I know you want to have Sam and I both touch you at the same time, but I don't want to touch him."
"Won't that be like be what they call 'incidental contact' in a football game?"
"I suppose so."
"But it definitely got me hot to watch another guy doing Becky with her husband watching. That was naughty!"
"Your inner slut coming out?"
"That would make me a very ethical slut, right, given you are to be there too?"
I had to admit she was right. "Better than sneaking around, yes, plus then you get your chance to have two guys at once!"
She smiled. "There is that."
Jenny got a strange look on her face, then smiled. "I have an idea. Summer camp reminded me of it. We could play strip scrabble!"
"Like strip poker? How does it work with scrabble?
Jenny giggled. She was getting into this. "We take turns playing words. If you can't make a word at all you must draw a tile and lose two articles of clothing. "
I thought about the few times we had played scrabble. It wouldn't take too many turns to lose everything.
"What happens when you are already naked and then you lose?"
High scorer gets to make a demand that you can't refuse!"
I could see how Jenny came up with this. She was a whiz at Scrabble, often coming up with words like "syzygy" and "flapjack". But I might not mind losing this game, either. In the meantime, we talked through some stuff we would like to try when we saw our 'fuck buddies' again.
We devoted ourselves to our day jobs and each other, and we only saw Sam and Becky from a distance a couple of times, and we just waved. But the excitement and anticipation were slowly building.
We had just finished our Zoom meetings for the afternoon when Becky called Jenny. She listened for a minute, then said "I don't see why not", then hung up. "Come on, Tim!" She grabbed her car keys.
"What's up?"
"Becky's lab finished vaccinating all their people and have doses left over that can't be stored again. We can go to the lab right now and get one this afternoon."
"What kind?"
"The Moderna. Does that matter?"
"Not really. They say take what you can get. What about a second dose?"
"Let's worry about that later. We can ask when we get there."
The lab was only about 8 minutes away from our house. We texted Becky when we arrived, and she met us at the door. We got in a socially distanced line with three other people. "You guys need to stay for at least 15 minutes after the shot to make sure there is no adverse reaction. Decide which arm you want it in." We filled out some forms and they looked at our driver's licenses to confirm who we were.
Becky came back in a few minutes with some new forms. "Our lab is part of a vaccine effectiveness study. We are going to take a serology sample from you both today as part of that study. These forms are your permission for that. If you two are in the study, you can get the second vaccine dose in four weeks. Then we do another serology sample 4 weeks after that, and 90 days after that. Do you want to be in the study?"
We both signed up. The whole process didn't take long. We sat in the socially distanced chairs, and Becky came over to us again, and give us little paper CDC cards with the date and type of vaccine. "Most people have some soreness at the injection site, and a few have a rash or feel tired for a day or two."
"What about the second dose?"
"Now that you have the first, we can make an appointment for the second one. It takes several weeks after the last does to reach maximum effect."
"Which is?"
"Greatly reduced chance of infection or transmission, like less than 10% chance, and even if you get it, after vaccination the symptoms are much less severe. Healthy folks like you, once vaccinated, have less chance of dying from COVID than you do of being hit by lighting, especially here in our little north Texas tornado alley."
"What about side effects?"
"Nothing frequent or serious. And regardless of the conspiracy theories, there are no nano-microchips or contraceptives in the vaccine, it doesn't sterilize you, nor can you catch COVID from it. There are no virus particles in this version, not even killed ones, just copies of the spike protein that lets your immune system build up antibodies that react if you get exposed to the real thing. By the time we get together again, you will both be safe from the virus."
She gave Jenny a hot look. "But you, my pretty, will not be safe from my lecherous advances!"
Jenny's jaw dropped, and my dick rose. Then Jenny grinned. "Nor you from mine!" Wow. I guess she was getting comfortable.
When we got home, I felt good about being vaccinated. It told me things were on the way back to normal in the world. But we had a new definition of normal for our marriage, I guess. Would being vaccinated make us more likely to swing more? What would that mean? We were not virgins when we got married, and we had told each other about our past lovers (mostly) but we also pretty much figured on just being with each other from then on. It made me wonder.
Jenny must have been thinking, too. After dinner, she sat down on the couch next to me and gave me that look that I knew meant that I should be incredibly careful about how I answered her next question.
"Tim? Why did you decide to marry me?"
Oh boy. Right to big trouble with no preamble. Make a joke about it? "Well, officially it was because I wanted to have beautiful and intelligent children."
