The next morning in the pool I had my best time ever. Arrangements made, we were standing next to our cars and I was turning my cell wanting to call Natalie and tell her to take the day off when Will's phone rang. Answering it, he turned to face me and holding the phone out for a quick second I could her voice. Bringing the cell back to his ear, I heard him say, "It was a good swim...he lapped me twice...You did...and... wow...and you...you're a naughty girl...wow...wish I could have been there...love to...half hour...can't wait."
I had an idea.
She "promised" to call me first letting me know that she was setting up a date - I didn't make any such promise when I talked to Will this morning about coming over to our place so that we could party with my wife.
She let me know when we woke up and had a smoke on the lanai in the middle of night, she was more than certain that Will would drop everything and anything he was doing, each and every time, if she called him to come over or meet her somewhere even if it's the other side of town. Shouldn't she have called me first letting me in on her plans to make me think about it. What If I was out of touch and he was over and I happened to come home and caught them going at it. Even though she knows it gets me off that she's fucked him, there was that pesky "I promise." It would be an awkward for her to explain it away if I found them fucking in pool or her sucking his dick on the couch or him eating her out on the kitchen countertop. Her only responses could be...I like fucking him - get used to it, or you weren't around - get used to it. We love each other more than that to speak to each other that way. I had an idea.
Answering the call I said, "Sweetheart, I can't talk right now. I'll call you back," and I hung up.
Will and I said a couple more things to each other and drove away. I lived ten minutes away from the fitness center. He had to make a pit stop and would be cruising into our place about twenty minutes later.
On the way, I called in and took a personal day. My phone rang again just as I was turning off the car. I left it ringing on the front seat.
I was more than a little excited when I entered the unlocked front door. I locked the door behind me and walked into the kitchen and seeing her cell phone on the countertop turned it off and put it in my pocket. I heard Natalie in the master bathroom. When I looked around the corner I could see that she was fussing with her make up. I quietly opened her lingerie drawer and quickly laid on the bed that sheer red baby doll with a front and back flyaway and a strappy neckline. Then, I went back into the kitchen, poured myself some coffee from the full pot where if she wasn't expecting company would only be half that amount. I went to the lanai, sat down and lit up a smoke.
When she came outside she was holding the lingerie in her hand. Her mascara and eyes lashes were boldly applied, her cheeks had just the right amount of rouge and her, red lips were high gloss bright. She quizzically asked me, "What's going on? Are you ok?"
"Better than ok," I responded.
Remembering her promise, "I thought you were going to call me back? I needed to tell you something."
I countered, "I'm her now - anything you want to tell me," hoping that my abrupt arrival would make her off balance.
It did and she didn't say anything.
I took a leisurely drag of my smoke, thinking she could have that awkward conversation right now or give Will a call postponing their fuck or say, that she took it upon herself to call him and had set up a three way (and that's why she was calling me) but which, as it turns out, is also something that the "I promise" might make difficult.
I was reliving all the kissing and sucking and fucking we did last night and told her, "I called in and want you do to the same." Then, with my voice carrying and just to add another dimension and getting her to think about the threesome angle, said, "My cock was causing me trouble in the pool this morning thinking about last night."
She grinned and thinking she had an out, began, "I called you earlier...cause...you know... I was wondering about the two of us and..."
I interrupted her, "Oh...I had a fantastic time last night. You really rocked my world. I was talking to Will in the steam room and we were talking about you and Dawn. I kind of tested the water to see if he was interested to come over some time but I wanted to ask you first."
Her demeanor changed, "What did you say exactly?
I casually leaned back in my chair and put my feet up on the table, "I didn't say I knew that you two fucked and that all you had to do was call him and that he'd forget about the world and would drive right over."
She glanced up at the wall clock behind me. 15 minutes.
In a slow, methodical way, I said, 'I just talked about how it seemed that you two had a genuine fondness for each other. Then, he was steering the subject, and brought up few details how his wife knows the line between sensual and slutty. I told him you know it as well and cross it from time to time. We both knew we were talking about fucking each other's wife's. That's where I left it figuring if you really want to leap over that line I can bring it up with him tomorrow."
This was her last chance but that pesky "I promise" got in the way. She quickly turned and went into the kitchen. I heard from afar, "Have you seen my phone."
I felt her phone in my pocket and after taking a drag of my smoke, said, "I'll look out here."
I heard her rummaging around the kitchen top and appliances, the frantic sounds coming from the living and dining rooms, knowing she was looking high and low in the bathroom and bedroom. She came back outside and seeing me with my feet still up - gave me a nasty look - and started rifling through the papers on the table.
She looked at the clock. It's been about twenty minutes since she set up her date. She has about ten minutes to figure something out before he pulls up into the drive.
She was past anxious and still searching the lanai with her hands on her hips when I said, hiding my amusement, "Why don't you be that good girl you told me all about last night and go put on what I laid out for you and pick out some heels."
She just looked at me.
Ok. Here goes. I said, "I think you would love to be double teamed by your two favorite guys."
There it was.
She glanced at the clock and all the cares in the world disappeared. I really never know what's on her mind - that's part of the attraction - but this time...no doubt she was thinking...ten minutes wearing lingerie...child's play...this guy looks at me in a parka and gets hard. She knew that all she had to do was to get me hot and in bothered in the next ten minutes and I wouldn't care about who she called first.
I smiled when she returned quicker than I thought possible wearing the baby doll and her sluttiest heels. She stood motionless for a few seconds knowing how I like to bask in everything about her. I saw her take a sneaky glace at the clock on the wall behind me. She began doing a slow dance for me slightly moving her ass and reached inside her thong. Then she was cupping her tits and giving her nipples a quick, hard turn as she ran her tongue around her lips before turning around and with her flyaway draped over her hips and began shaking her ass at me. "Ummm," she said suggestively in her most sultry voice, and looking over her shoulder, "I'm up for anything and everything. I just can't get enough."
I asked, throwing a question mark around, that she would need to contend with, "you think I'm up for it? Do you think I might get weirded out actually being there watching him bend you over the dresser so he can watch what he's doing to you in the mirror?"
