The Deceptive Eight
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This was inspired by several different stories; Port Jervis is one by Tomh1966 in which 4 college couples several years after college decide to participated in swapping wives. They all went for it and it didn't end well. My take is different, not all of them went for it. Please enjoy.
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The Deceptive Eight
Actually, only seven were deceptive as I was not the one that was on board. I likened it to standing feet from a bonfire and throwing a coffee can full of gas on the fire, you're stupid if you think there are no ramifications to your action.
We were a tight knit clique from day one in our freshman year of college. My newly introduced roommates and I went down to the common room after we spent all afternoon putting our lives into the drawers, shelves and closet of an older dorm.
My dorm wasn't the typical two-person dorm room, it was more like a small apartment with a centralized room and kitchenette, two bedrooms on either side which was split for two.
I, Lonny Jackson, was the athletic one that had a partial scholarship in baseball. John Workman was my immediate roommate, was going to State for mechanical engineering. The two on the other side of the dorm room where Skip Thomas and Ben Akman. Skip was a theater major and Ben was studying finance. I was studying pre-law and had my eyes on making big bucks as a corporate lawyer.
Our dorm was coed, so we had the opportunity to meet those of the opposite sex. What red blooded young 18-year-old male doesn't want to meet girls? Our first night there and after going to the cafeteria on campus we went to the lounge on our dorm floor, to our surprise there were four roommates of the opposite sex in the same situation as the four musketeers, a term we later attempted to call ourselves until we realized how lame it was.
We ended up hitting it off with the four girls and spent a lot of time together. All four were very cute to pretty, so the four nerds we were felt very fortunate that they wanted to spend time with us. Terri was the best looking, she was maybe 5'8" tall so she stood with me as I was a little over six foot. She was the typical girl next door pretty with blond hair, always wearing sweaters but you could tell she had some nice breasts. Overall, more a Marilyn Monroe figure. She was studying in the business management department.
Linda was the jokester, 5'5", brunette, maybe 20lbs overweight but still a cutey pie. She was studying child psychology and wanted to get into education. Melissa, a cute redhead with a quick temper, tells you her opinion if you didn't ask was a political science major. She had pert breast, went maybe 135lbs at 5'4". Then the last was Janey, she was the cutest of all and had the nicest personality. Janey studied in the liberal arts department as she didn't know what she wanted to be.
We all fit together. That was the only way to look back that I could describe to us, we just fit. None of us dated, we hung out. All of our freshman and sophomore years we stayed together. Starting our junior year we guys wanted out of the dorms so we rented one side of a duplex that was within walking distance to campus. The girls still had their dorm rooms but spent more time at our apartment studying and hanging out.
It was our junior year we started to pair off. Terri and I just felt good together, she came to all the home games and watched me play. She was a Philly fan and loved baseball and loved the atmosphere at our games. Naturally, after I showered and came out of the locker room Terri would be waiting for me and we would grab something to eat on our way back to her dorm room. I never let her, or the other girls walk by themselves on campus. I would get pissed off if I heard they walked back to their dorm by themselves after an evening class. After the couple of times, they saw how upset I was, they always called their "Knight in Shining Armor." My sister was attacked, and a would-be rapist was stopped by a passerby. I wasn't going to allow those in my life to be harmed if I could stop it.
I was 6'3" and weighed a little over 200 pounds with a bodyfat of less than ten percent. I was also a wrestler in high school and have had boxing lessons at my gym. I can at least stop an assailant and allow the victim to run to campus security.
Terri and I soon started officially dating and the first morning the guys were getting coffee and Terri came downstairs in my bathrobe, the teasing began. When Skip started singing "Lonny and Terri sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G," I told him to grow up. Skip looked at Ben and John and all three started and sang the rest of the dirge. It was very amusing.
Fast forward six months and we had John dating Janey, Skip was dating Melissa and Ben and Linda succumbed to their carnal desires.
By the time of our graduations, Terri and I were engaged, Janey was pregnant, and the other two couples were still going strong.
Five years later we were all married and still spent way too much time at each other's houses on the weekends. Ben and I had swimming pools, so our places were the default for the weekend cookouts. Many times, when too much alcohol had been consumed flirting would start. It was all fun and games. One time Janey put the little one down for the evening as they stayed over so they wouldn't drink and drive, and we all decided to skinny dip.
Why almost 30 somethings decided to remove all clothing and jump in the pool, to this day nobody knows, but we did. The pool was cold, so you had four drunk guys telling four taunting women that it was natural for our junk to be smaller. Luckily, I had the largest member of the four of us, you learn that living four years together and I on a good day I was just shy of eight inches.
After a few minutes and pairing off with our naked wives in the pool, our junk became respectable if you know what I mean. Skip got out and ran to the diving board and started helicoptering for our amusement. I told him if my 80-year-old neighbor saw him, he would have to go over and service her as she hasn't had a man in 20 years. He quickly jumped back into the water.
We had fun together, we joked, flirted and just enjoyed life as we were young, in love and had amazing friends.
Twenty years later, I am the corporate lawyer I always wanted to be, Terri and I had two wonderful kids, both out of the house. Our daughter Lisa wanted to be a lawyer like dad, my son Josh had joined the Airforce and was chosen to be in their Intelligence Department. They were paying him to learn things that no college could ever teach. He loved it.
Terri had entered the workforce when we were empty nesters. Our marriage was still going well, at least I thought it was. We still meet our friends at least twice a month. They were all empty nesters also and our get togethers after consumptions of mass quantities of alcohol, now light beer, would gravitate to the glory days of college and when we were young and wild. Many conversations went back to the skinny-dipping incident.
