Chloe and Geoff arrived at the restaurant first and were shown to their table. They chatted nervously, grinning at each other like high school kids on a first date. Chloe had taken Kristy's advice and worn a fairly sexy outfit, a clingy jersey top with short sleeves, a short flared black skirt, and three inch heels that showed off her toned legs. She'd done up her face - again at Kristy's suggestion - to skirt the line between dressy and trashy. Geoff was in a white shirt, dark jeans and a sports coat. Their sexual tension was already high, they'd made love that morning when they woke up and then again when Geoff came home from work. They were still slightly flushed but had both cleaned up nicely.
David and Kristy arrived together. Chloe was surprised to see Kristy dressed so plainly, a modest brown skirt and light tan blouse. The blouse buttoned at the neck and covered her arms to the wrists. The skirt was wool and several inches below the knee. Her heels were flats and she wore skin-tone nylons. Her hair was pulled back and done in a bun. It was all incredibly conservative and not a look she'd ever seen Kristy in before. Even her makeup was understated, except for the bright plum-colored lipstick. Chloe felt self-conscious about the difference between the way they looked. Kristy was formal and conservative, while she looked and felt a bit of a tart.
David was not at all what she'd expected. Given that he'd dated Kristy, Chloe had imagined a ripped-muscled, six foot two blonde playboy. Instead, he looked like a college professor. Around five-eight, short dark hair, and dressed in a tweed jacket and pants, light blue shirt and a bowtie. Chloe had to repress a laugh. Kristy dating a man in a bowtie shattered every preconception she might have had about either of them.
Dinner was surprisingly relaxed. They talked about the menu, the restaurant and the city. Favorite movie houses, bars, shopping spots.
Geoff watched David take it all in. He guessed that David was taking inventory of their lives, storing up information for some possible future use. He was a bit on edge, nervous about the proposition of inviting the man back home for a night of wild sex. It made him a little reluctant to answer each and every last question. This was a one-time thing, not a relationship.
Chloe's response was different. She and Kristy had met yesterday to talk about what was going to happen. She hadn't explained all of the details to Geoff - Kristy explained that was the way David preferred it. He wanted to lay out his case on his own terms. And Kristy had made it very clear to Chloe that if David noticed anything amiss - if he sensed that she'd given Geoff anything more than the most basic information about the evening - he'd get up and leave. Chloe watched David work the table. She was amazed and impressed. Kristy and David knew everything that was happening. Chloe knew that David was sizing them up, but Geoff literally knew nothing. She felt herself damp between the legs thinking about that. David was making a monuments decision about their future right there and Geoff was innocently talking about tennis. Another rush of excitement went through her. This man was already manipulating them and she wanted more.
After dessert, Geoff ordered another bottle of wine. The four of them felt comfortable, like old friends getting back together after a long break. He filled all of their glasses, then leaned forward speaking directly to David.
"So, you know why we're here, don't you?"
David smiled and ran his finger around the top of his wine glass. "I know the basics." He leaned forward. "Your wife has discovered that she has a clitoris," he turned to look at Chloe as her face reddened, "and that she is turned on by fantasies of fucking other men." Without breaking eye contact with Geoff, he asked "isn't that right, Chloe?"
Through dry lips, Chloe choked out, "yes, that's right."
Geoff leaned back slightly, but sensed that there was something else going on. Something bigger than he understood. He looked at Chloe, but her eyes were lowered to the table. When he looked at Kristy, she just smiled.
"Is there something going on here that I don't know about?" Geoff asked. He turned to Chloe. "Is there?"
"Geoff, Chloe doesn't know any more than you do," David said. "Kristy," he reached and took her hand, "explained to me that she had a girlfriend who might want to try some...new things. I am very good at arranging new things for people to try, so I wanted to meet you."
"New things?" Geoff asked.
"Well, she initially mentioned a threesome. But I generally find that the desire to experience a threesome is really an indication of something more, something deeper. An opening of some doors." He paused for half a minute. "Chloe, are there other thing you might want to try?"
Chloe took a deep breath, then a sip of wine. Quietly, she said "yes".
David looked back at Geoff. "I think we should get everything out on the table right now. It'll save us all a lot of time."
Geoff nodded.
"How about you, Geoff. Do you have fantasies? Maybe fantasies about your wife? Or even...other kinds of fantasies?"
"Well, sure, who doesn't have fantasies?"
"It sounds like you are in a position to make your fantasies real. You have a very beautiful and willing wife." Without turning his head, David said calmly, "Chloe, put your hands on the table. Palms up." She raised both hands and placed them palm up one on each side of the wine glass in front of her. "Good," he paused, watching Chloe. "Now, listen carefully. I want you to slide your skirt back behind you so your flesh touches the chair you are sitting on. Then, cross your ankles and drop your knees wide apart."
David watched Chloe shift uncomfortably in her seat, wrestling with herself. But for only a few seconds. Geoff watched in silence as his wife rose slightly and slid her hands underneath her, slid the skirt backward, then settled back onto the chair. Geoff felt her knee press against his thigh as she crossed her ankles and opened her legs.
"Very good, Chloe," David continued. "Now, without moving your hands, sit up straight with your elbows held tight against your sides." Chloe sat up straighter. Her shoulders drew back as she pulled in her elbows. She was very aware of how hard her nipples had suddenly become.
David looked at her. "Your nipples really show through that top, Chloe. Now, please stare directly into Kristy's eyes and open your mouth just the slightest bit...that's right, you can pant slightly. It's OK." Chloe realized she was taking short, quick breaths and flushed red again.
