Nearly every Friday evening my wife, June, and I get together with two other couples for dinner and cocktails. Georgia and Greg, and Betty and Bob had been our good friends and neighbors for many years. We were in our middle years. Our children were in college or off living on their own. We often played cards and socialized in many ways on Friday evening after returning to one of our homes. Of course, the bar was open. The guys usually lightly kissed the girls as we greeted them at the beginning of the evening, but as the years had gone by, the kissing often became a little more intense.
One evening after everyone had left, June wanted to confess something to me. She told me she and Bob went down to the basement lounge by themselves to look for something. He took her in his arms and deeply kissed her. While they were kissing, he felt her breasts through her blouse. She admitted it turned her on, but she broke it up before it went too far.
June said that it had happened before. Also it wasn’t only Bob, but Greg had made a pass at her in the past and tried to talk her into getting in bed. She was tempted, but refrained.
Then I had to confess. A few times when I had some privacy with either Georgia or Betty, they were receptive to my kissing them and feeling them up. Georgia had even squeezed my cock in my pants on several occasions. I returned the favor by lifting up the hem of her dress, side stepping the thin panty material to insert a finger. Of course, that only happened when she was wearing a dress which Georgia often did. Maybe she did it for my benefit.
June seemed to be a little upset with me for aggressively making passes at our lady friends, but I told her she wasn’t completely innocent.
June then suggested if everyone is going around making passes, then we should all do it in the open. I agreed.
I met Greg and Bob for golf one day. I tried to find the right time to bring up the subject. When we got to the nineteenth hole and settled in for a couple of drinks, I laid it on the line with them. At first they seemed embarrassed that I knew they made passes at my wife. Then I told them their wives were very receptive for me to kiss and feel. We all agree we should be more open about the subject.
I told June what Greg, Bob, and I talked about. I assumed they would talk to their own wives. We wondered if this would break up our friendship and stop our getting together every Friday night.
Georgia called June to say we could meet at their house after going out to dinner this next Friday evening. She had already called Betty and they would come too. June then assumed everyone was probably aware of the exotic flirting that had been going on. Chances are that it would become more open now.
Both June and I were a little apprehensive of what might happen on Friday. We met at the restaurant on schedule with the guys greeting each girl with a kiss as usual. I looked at both the girls with a little different perspective. I was wondering how it would actually be in bed with them. Although, I didn’t think anything like that would happen that night.
We returned to Georgia and Greg’s home for cocktails and socialization. There was some flirting and sexy jokes as the drinks flowed. People were not stuck in a chair but had gotten up to mix drinks or look at something. My wife June was now sitting on the couch with Bob while Betty was sitting on the love seat with and Greg. Georgia and I were sitting in single chairs reasonably close together. Georgia ask if I would go into the den where the computer was located. She wanted me to help her with a computer problem. We went down the hall to turn on the computer. I helped her with the computer, then she pulled up a porn site. We made comments about the different positions we saw with guys and girls together.
Georgia was sitting in a chair close to me and I noticed her skirt was well up on her legs. She saw me look and asked if I liked what I saw. Of course, I told her that she had beautiful legs. I kissed her and ran my hand up her leg to feel her crotch through her panties. I moved the material to one side to insert a finger while we continued to kiss. Then I thought we had better return to the living room before our spouses became suspicious. When we returned, no one was in sight. We looked in the kitchen, then remembered when we walked down the hall just now, the two bedroom doors were closed.
Georgia said there was another bed in the basement. We both went down the stairs and turned on a dim light. I held her tight and kissed her. My tongue went into her mouth to dance with hers. We acted as if we couldn’t take our clothes off fast enough. I told her I had wanted to do this for a long time. She chuckled and said she did too.
We tried the six nine position and several other positions for the next hour or so until we were well sexually satisfied. We thought we heard footsteps upstairs in the kitchen and living room. She said she had better get upstairs to get the coffee perking to serve before every one went home. We quickly dressed and went upstairs.
