I knew the moment that Eric laid eyes on Ava. His body went rigid. He was nervous about how to proceed. Ava must have also recognized his discomfort because she made a real effort to ignore him. Since I knew both of them so well, I could tell how anxious each was. I took the lead in normalizing the moment. At least I tried to.
"Take a seat, Eric." I pointed to the couch. I pet Ava's head on my way to my chair. She settled quietly on her pet bed. My touch was the only thing she needed to calm her. Eric was another story. There was an awkward silence hanging in the air.
"Soooo, how did you two meet?" I sat there in a moment of stunned silence. Then I started laughing. I couldn't help it. His goofy comment was all I needed to release my anxiety. It reminded me that this wasn't a dangerous meeting; it was my friend. I truly relaxed in my seat and could enjoy the moment.
"Can I get you a beer, dude? I have some blonde ale and a few IPAs."
"I'll take an IPA." He, too, was starting to relax. I got his drink and came back to hand it to him.
"What do you want to play?" I asked him. Eric and I had been friends since we were children. One of our favorite past times is playing board games. We enjoyed video games together too, but board games had a special place in our hearts. We played a board game nearly every time we hung out at each other's homes.
"How about the classics? We never got to Oregon Trail last time."
"Sounds good to me. Pet, you think you can find the game in the closet?" I turned to Ava. She nodded and got up from her bed. I watched her walk out of the room, trying to assess how she felt about what I had just asked of her and the specific word choices I had made. Ava seemed perfectly alright with everything. As time went on, I was getting more confident.
Halfway through our board game, it felt like all of the trepidation had left the room. Ava was happily sitting beside me on the floor. Eric and I were engrossed in our board game on the coffee table. We were all comfortable and, more importantly, happy to be in each other's company.
"Ah shit, I have to head out. My mom needs a ride from the mechanics." Eric checked the time on his phone.
"How is she doing?" I got up to walk him to the door.
"Good, still working her butt off. Sometimes I want to force her to take time off. Later Ava." He gave me a brief hug and waved at Ava before heading out. I watched him drive down our road, then closed the door to bring Ava and me back to our desired seclusion. I turned around. Ava perked up, seeing my attention on her.
"You were such a good girl, sweetheart." I praised her. She smiled at me. I sat down on the floor next to the coffee table again. Ava watched me from her pet bed. I reached out my hand and ushered her over to me. She happily crawled into my lap. She made me smile when she wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me.
"I'm really glad we invited him." Her voice was quiet. I put my hand on the back of her head. I was glad too. It proved that we could still live openly with at least select people. I hadn't realized how fearful I was of living such a secretive lifestyle until I was comfortably playing games with my friend and Ava at my side. It was the first time we interacted as a couple with someone who wasn't involved in the lifestyle. We had acceptance, which is all anyone wants from life.
"It was nice to know we can hang out without judgments." She snuggled into my neck like a kitten looking to take a nap.
"You want to take a nap?" She mewled. I lifted her and carried her to my chair. She straddled my lap but didn't stop hugging my neck.
"I don't mind you taking a nap, but I have another reward in mind." She picked her head up at the mention of a reward.
"Do you want my reward or a nap pat?" I teased her, already knowing the answer. She gave me a pouty look and pointed at me. Her way of saying "your reward."
"Then I need you to go get changed for me. A nice pair of panties and one of my button-up shirts, not the work ones, a pair of my everyday plaid shirts. What did you call them again? My lumberjack shirts." She giggled, kissed my cheek, and went off to do as she was told. When she came back, my fantasies were answered.
I had sat down in my reclining chair again to wait for her. I called her over, opening my arms. She was giddy as she scurried over to straddle my lap. I smiled up and kissed her. She happily responded to my kiss, and her hips were grinding against me in no time. I wrapped my arms around her lower waist and pulled her in tight against me. To accommodate this, my face met her chest. I kept her close with one arm and reached around to undo three buttons from the top with the other. I spread the shirt to make her deliciously perky tits jump at me.
"I have been waiting so fucking long to do this." I ended up growling the sentiment at Ava. I started kissing and sucking on her pierced nipples. Ava moaned and put her hand on my chest, trying to slow me down. I was not having it; I was hungry for this. I took her arm and pinned it behind her back. Ava moaned again, and her hips started to grind as I indulged myself in her tits.
With my free hand, I slapped her ass. Ava's head threw back with a pained grunt. The slap echoed through the room. I wanted to hear it again, so I slapped her again. My cock jumped, feeling her ass jiggle with the impact.
