This is a story that attempts to go back in time.
The sort of story that Loving Wives was all about. It doesn't have to be about cheating.
This story contains extra marital sex. If that idea upsets you then read no further.
Oops, almost forgot to add. It is unedited, so there will be mistakes.
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"Oh my god. Is this real?" Rhea gasped. "They're not seriously going through with it... Are they?"
I chuckled in a state of disbelief. "I think they are." My mind spun just as wildly as Rhea's.
"Surely they're just trying to call our bluff. Aren't they?"
"I don't know, things have got a little out of hand... The way they were kissing earlier. It sure looked real to me."
"Yes, but not to go all the way... We were all just having some fun, a little naughty, but that's all it was. They wouldn't actually do it, would they?"
"Rhea, there's no pressure here. I don't want to cause any trouble."
She leaned closer and gave me a pleasant kiss on the cheek. "Thanks Ken. You are a gem."
"What we have to consider right now is. How far are you prepared to let this go? We have to make our minds up right now. Because if this is something you don't want. Then we need to go over there and stop them before they get past the point of no return."
She frowned, concern and something else stretching her features. "But if we do that, they win. I think that's all they want. They're challenging us. I think they are testing us. Taunting us, a silly dare. They're over there right now laughing waiting for us to go charging in there."
"Maybe, but if you have doubt's, we shouldn't wait." I poured and passed her another glass of wine.
She stared at me enquiringly, her eyes full of nervous anxiety. "You think they're going to go through with it don't you?"
I nodded, flipping the lid on another beer. Not that I needed it. I just didn't want to leave Rhea drinking on her own. "I think they most definitely are going all the way. I know my wife very well. I've seen that determined look on Alice's, face many times."
"Holy shit, you're serious."
"Afraid so... I was being honest with you Rhea. If what is about to happen in that room concerns you then we have to go in and cut it off right now."
"What about you, don't you care that Rod is about to have sex with your wife?"
"If you'd asked me that question at the beginning of this evening. I would have given you a very different answer. Right at this moment. I wouldn't say I don't care, but I came to grips with it as an outcome about an hour ago."
"So you're going to be okay with it?"
"Yes."
"Even if you and I don't... You know?"
"Rhea, you're a damn good friend, and I want nothing to ruin that. I would love to take you to bed right now and make love with you. If you're not comfortable with that. Then we'll sit here, get shitfaced, share a few jokes. Laugh, tell stories and I'll sleep on the sofa."
She giggled and leaned against my side. "Thank you Ken."
"Hey, I value our friendship. I'm not wrecking that."
"But what about Alice, and, Rod? What happens tomorrow at breakfast?"
"I'm not sure about you, but. I'm gonna say. "I hope you two had a great night, because Rhea, and I definitely did."
"Oh my god. You can't say that. They'll think we you know..."
"Yeah, they probably will. I don't want them to feel uncomfortable. If we're gonna let them go through with it. Then we have to live with the consequences."
"You think you can do that?" She said ruefully.
"Yeah, I think I can. You're asking me to answer a question I have only just considered. Alice, and I have never done anything like this before. Shit, we've never even talked about it."
"Neither have Rod, and I. This is new territory for me, well, for us really."
"I wasn't joking, Rhea. If this is something you don't want. Then we have to go over to our room and stop it."
She took a large gulp of her wine, and led me over to the small sofa. "Lets sit for a while. I need to think."
"Rhea, I don't think we have much time. If you want to stop it before it goes to far, then we have to act now."
"No, I want to sit for a while. I think..." She paused, her eyes fixed on mine, before she added. I think, I am actually okay with it?"
I sat beside her in shock. "You are?"
She nodded, and finished her wine. "Yes I am, oh god. I don't know. This is so unexpected..."
Her hand ran up and down my leg. We sat like that for a few minutes, her hand stroking my thigh. I wanted to reciprocate, but didn't want to push her.
Rhea was a lovely woman. Not a startling beauty. In fact all of us. My wife Alice, and Rod, Rhea's husband would be described as average. I'm okay with that. I work hard, go to the gym a couple of times a week. Rhea, had a sexy aura I had always felt an attraction to.
Her husband Rod and I were best friends. Because of that. I never did more than take the occasional sneaky peek when she wore something sexy.
She sure looked damn fine in her green velvet cocktail dress. Red luscious red hair accented by the green. Her makeup was very nice, her eyes smouldered softly. She certainly got my heart racing.
Her hand crept a little higher with every stroke of her hand. Higher and higher, until she giggled sexily. "Aren't you going to stop me?"
"Oh hell no. I'm loving it, and if your hand creeps much higher, you're going to understand how much I'm enjoying it."
"Gosh, you're a naughty man."
"Hey, you're the one caressing my leg."
"Sorry, I can't get over the fact that they are going to be having sex."
"Rhea, I think we have waited to long. I think they probably all ready are."
I felt her hand stop, and her grip tightened. "You think so?"
"Yes, I did warn you. They looked pretty wound up when they marched out of here hand in hand."
"I know, they did look excited." She said with a girlish giggle, that only made her look even sexier.
I laughed softly. "Oh ain't that an understatement."
She giggled, and gave me a questioning look. "Can you explain how you aren't getting pissed off. If what you say is right. Rod, is already having sex with, Alice?"