All Nick and I can think about is the upcoming houseboat party. Although it's a couple of weeks away, it is constantly in our discussions.
Ginny has called me a dozen times with ideas of how we should set the focus. It seems we are going more and more toward making it a swinger's party.
I'm not sure how we can do so with at least half the men unable to perform sexually. Ginny admitted Fred is in a similar state. She says Fred likes to hear about her highly active sex life before their marriage.
"Ginny, Nick enjoys seeing me entice other men," I told her. I related the happening in the hotel lounge and how excited he had become, knowing what I was causing to happen to the guy I was masturbating.
"Hell, we could be sisters," Ginny said. "I haven't gone that far yet, but he loves to see me in sexy outfits and causing men to watch me. Have you all discussed the possibility of bringing another man into your life?"
"Not yet. But from Nick's likes, I look for that to come up soon. I'm not sure he could handle watching me with a guy, and I'm going to let him approach me with the idea."
Ginny asked, "would you have a problem with him watching?"
"No, I don't think so. I don't know if Nick would be uncomfortable with me doing his friends or if he would rather it be some unknown."
"Sue, it sounds like the two of us have activities to enjoy. Let's keep each other up to date on what is happening."
"As long as Nick is comfortable with me telling you about our fun, I'm good with that. But I feel he needs to know everything."
"Fred will know of my admissions as well. Let's see if we can get together this weekend for dinner. It might be fun."
I agreed to the idea and would clear it with Nick."
That evening, as we had drinks, I told Nick about my conversation with Ginny. As I talked, a huge smile came over his face.
"Yes, let's get together Saturday evening. Tell her to pick a restaurant where you two could wear something exciting."
I could see his Weiner responding to our discussion. Both of us were wearing shorts and tee shirts as we sat on the couch. I moved over to him and began to rub his penis. I used my other hand to raise my tee above my boobs and pulled on my nipple.
"Honey, do you think you and Fred would enjoy watching your women flirting and teasing other men? What if Ginny is better at flirting, and I get no prospects?"
"Hell, that isn't going to happen. Ginny is a few years younger, but I doubt she is as sexy. And I know she doesn't have the boobs you have and can expose."
Nick can say the right things at the right time. I continued to play with his flaccid cock, but as expected, his cum was leaking from the tip and causing his shorts to get wet.
I didn't know if the conversation or my playing with his cock was causing him to begin to 'leak.'
"Baby, I want you to get the pleasure you deserve. I'm not the only woman in the world who could show you the affection you need. Taking to Ginny, I was surprised how close her sexual adventures are to mine."
"Sue. my other wives never showed an interest in expanding our fun. Anne, my first wife, didn't want to damage the self-proclaimed image she felt she portrayed. She never would consider dressing as I desire you to. She wanted to be a porcelain doll for others to admire."
"Geez, I would rather be dead than trying to be something I'm not. Was Anne a pretty woman?" I asked.
"More of a classic beauty than pretty," he responded. Every hair had to be in place. Makeup had to be light and tasteful. It was like escorting a queen to her ball."
"Sorry, Babe, that ain't going to happen with me!" I said.
"Diane was more of a social climber than Anne if that was possible. She always was wanting to go to attend social events. I grew to a point I would almost hide if I could. Not until you did I find a woman who was 'real.' When I made that comment at the market the day you were taking longer to pick out a pizza, I was amazed I said it. Your look and demeanor were something I had never viewed. And the fact, your fantastic boob was looking at me under that open blouse did hurt a bit."
