“Maggie said something about that, but she wasn’t specific. That’s not really what I was picturing. How about you?”
Alexandra shrugged. “I’m good either way. I thought Saturday night was a lot of fun. Having us all together created this crazy energy.”
“You don’t think you’d be inhibited by having me there? Or distracted?” Gary did not know if he could fully let go and be with Maggie the way he wanted to if their spouses were right there, fucking right next to them.
“I think it’s kind of hot. And honestly, I think Adam kind of has a thing about watching.”
“Hmm.”
“If you’re not okay with that we don’t have to do it. Remember, everyone has to have a good time. No one gets dragged into this.” Alexandra was annoyed that Gary was throwing a wrench into the works, but she tried to be supportive and not show it.
“No, I’m not going to be the wet blanket. I want this as much as everyone else does. I’m good with that plan.”
Alexandra smiled and kissed him. “Then let’s make plans.”
fifteen
Gary felt his hands trembling as be buttoned his shirt. He looked at the wedding band on his finger and wondered if he would look at it the same way when this night was over. There was a slight queasy feeling in his stomach that just would not go away. He felt silly. It wasn’t like he was just going to go out and pick up a woman and cheat on his wife. He could not even claim the nerves of being with a new woman for the first time. Maggie’s body had become very familiar to him, and he wasn’t worried that he wouldn’t be able to deliver sexually. It just felt strange to him. Everything was so premeditated.
“Can you come out and zip me?” Alexandra called from the bedroom.
“Be right there,” he called back. His voice echoed around the marble appointment bathroom of the suite they shared with Maggie and Adam. The sand colored marble was everywhere, up into the glass-doored shower stall and surrounding the giant spa tub. The couples had flipped a coin to decide who would get the suite’s master bedroom, and Gary and Alexandra won. They split the cost of the suite, but he still tried not to think about how much the suite was costing them. It was on one of the higher floors of one of the most extravagant casinos in Atlantic City. All the stops were pulled out for this night.
Alexandra was by the mirror over the dresser putting in the second of a pair of dangling golden earrings. Her golden hair was freshly styled into a sleek bob by the salon downstairs. She looked like she was about to walk a red carpet in that dress, and for the moment his only sexual thoughts were for his wife. Alexandra liked to dress to impress, but he’d never seen her dressed quite like that.
The deep red bodycon dress was actually two pieces. A crop top had wide shoulder straps and presented a hint of cleavage. Her midriff was exposed and just below her navel was a figure-hugging skirt. The gap seemed to highlight her navel piercing, and she’d added a dangling jewel that matched her dress. In the rear, her tattoo was only barely covered. The skirt wasn’t too short, but slit high in the front. The way she was standing now he could just make out the top of her black thigh high stocking. Gary stood close behind her and zipped the top in the back.
“Do you approve?” she asked with a sly smile. His expression already said it all.
“You look…”
If her husband was rendered speechless, she couldn’t wait to see what Adam thought. The dress left a lot of skin exposed, and on any other night she knew Gary would be flipping out. She slipped a wide, golden bracelet onto her right wrist to complete her accessories. A necklace, which looked like dripping gold, hung to just above her cleavage.
“I’m going to go finish my make-up. You should check and see how the others are doing,” she said.
Gary watched the goddess walk into the bathroom and tried to remember she was his wife. That uneasy feeling in his stomach kicked up a notch.
Adam stood by the big window overlooking the ocean and sipped from a tumbler of Scotch. They had the good stuff in the suite’s bar. They had spent enough for the room. He was going to enjoy himself. If he looked to either side, he could also see the boardwalk stretching off into the distance. Every summer they took the kids to the boardwalk—not this one, but Ocean City—for the rides and the junk food and the videogames. He seriously doubted they would see the boardwalk tonight. Whatever games they got up to would be happening in this very room. Adam grew hard thinking about it.
The first time he saw Alexandra she was pregnant, and Adam knew he wanted to fuck her then. He could see her potential. She was one of those women who only looked pregnant from the side. She would not be gaining even an ounce she didn’t have to. It was one of the reasons he’d pushed Maggie to buddy up with the other couple in the Lamaze class. They all became fast friends, which meant in a few months he got to see himself proved correct. Alexandra snapped right back into shape right after she dropped that baby. He guiltily wished his wife had a little of that in her.
Adam never seriously thought he would get to fuck Alexandra, but he flirted and teased and pushed anyway. He picked up that she liked that sort of thing, which only made it more fun. She could give as good as she got. It annoyed her husband, but he didn’t really care. He liked Gary a lot, but he didn’t think his friend ever appreciated just how hot his wife was. And now here Adam was, just a few years later, ready to close the deal. He was going to screw Alexandra silly—if he could hold his oil while seeing Gary fuck Maggie. Being able to see his wife’s newfound slutty side was a very, very nice fringe benefit.
Gary came out of the master bedroom, pulling on a jacket, and Adam turned away from the window. Adam saw how pale his friend looked and went over to fix him a drink. “Here,” he said. “It looks like you could use this.”
“Thanks,” Gary replied, downing half the whiskey. “Are you sure you’re really okay with all of this?”
“Yeah, I think it’s going to be hot. Listen, there is no one I trust to share my wife with more than you. I told you that before, and I meant it. Do you have a problem with me and Lexi?”
“It’s not you specifically, but I guess I’m not as open as you are. It’s just not as easy for me to have another man sleep with my wife.”
“But it’s okay for you to screw mine?” Adam raised an eyebrow as he poured Gary another one.
Gary smiled. “When you put it that way I just sound like a dick.” He took another drink. “Listen, I’ll be cool.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.” The men clinked their glasses together and both drank.
“Are we just about ready?” Maggie asked, standing in the doorway of the second bedroom.
“Just waiting on you girls,” Adam said. “Come over and join us for a drink.”
Maggie crossed to the bar and as he watched her, Gary thought, Who is that woman? She certainly was not the pretty girl-next-door who used to come to his house every day in a baggy t-shirt and shorts. The jewel toned satin cowl-necked halter dress flattered Maggie’s curves and the drooping neckline exposed an incredible amount of cleavage and a lovely black pearl necklace. The dress just about came to mid-thigh, where patterned black stockings completed the look. Gary could not believe Maggie was showing so much skin. To say she looked incredible was inadequate. She walked uncertainly on her heels over to the bar and her husband poured her a drink. Gary saw that half her back was exposed. He wondered where that fantastic cleavage was coming from and looked forward to finding out.
“Maggie, you are…wow…I…” Gary stammered.
“Thanks. I’ll take that as a compliment,” she replied.
Maggie flashed a smile and hoped she looked more confident that she felt. Alexandra had talked her into the dress. Even with her newfound confidence, it was not something she would have ever considered on her own. She would not have shown that much skin in public even if she had a body like Alexandra’s. But her friend assured her she looked hot and pointed out what a special night it was going to be. Maggie took umbrage knowing they were unlikely to run into a
nyone they knew—one of the reasons they chose Atlantic City—but she still didn’t think she belonged in that dress. She smiled wider and told herself, Fake it ‘til you make it.
“Let’s toast to possibilities,” Adam said.
The triad tapped their lowball glasses together and sipped the excellent whiskey. Maggie gave her husband a long, slow kiss, and then slipped out of his arms and did the same to Gary. The kiss with Gary lasted longer and Adam watched it eagerly, his prick growing hard as he watched her tongue slip into his friend’s mouth. Maggie had never looked sexier and it drove Adam crazy to know that she’d done it all for another man. He felt a tinge of disappointment when the kiss ended.
“Here, I left a little smudge,” Maggie said, rubbing her lavender lipstick away from Gary’s lips with her thumb.
“Are you guys starting without me?” Alexandra said. She’d pulled open the double doors to the master bedroom like she was making a grand entrance.
“Just giving my two favorite guys a kiss,” Maggie giggled.
“And what about me?” Alexandra asked.
The women came together. Alexandra still towered over Maggie, as the gold-chrome spiked heels on her shoes were a crazy five inches. She cupped the shorter woman’s cheek, brushing back her loose, dark hair—worn down with a wet look—and softly kissed her. It was electrifying and a shiver went through Alexandra. Maggie pushed with her tongue and Alexandra accepted her. She wanted to watch the guys’ reaction, but Alexandra’s eyes automatically closed as she enjoyed the erotic kiss. By the time the kiss was done, Alexandra felt like she needed a drink too.
“Ohh, tonight is going to be awesome!” Adam sounded like a little kid waiting to go to the boardwalk.
Gary had to agree. Seeing the wives making out while all dolled up was just about the hottest thing he’d ever seen. He was ready to skip the rest of the night if they wanted to keep going.
“You look incredible, honey. I mean, wow!” Alexandra told Maggie. She’d seen the dress before—they’d gone shopping together—but seeing Maggie all done up was different. She felt her first real tinge of jealousy.
“Let’s have one last drink and get out of here,” Adam suggested. He poured out four measures of whiskey. “To letting go and going crazy!”
~~~
The night began as soon as they left the suite. Adam naturally fell into step beside Alexandra, and Gary fell back to walk beside Maggie, who took his hand when they boarded the elevator. Looking at the women, Gary thought both he and Adam were lucky. There were no losers in this trade. He saw Adam’s hand on the bare small of Alexandra’s back and decided to be cool with it. He was going to have to get used to seeing Adam touching his wife tonight.
Dinner was the first part of the plan, and they had a wide, curved red leather booth in the casino’s top steakhouse. The place was going for an old school, Rat Pack kind of vibe and they had it nailed. Alexandra grinned slyly when she caught several of the men she walked past tracking her with their eyes. She was proud that Maggie was garnering attention too. She knew that dress was perfect for her friend. The girls sat in the middle of the wide semicircle, the men on the outside. Adam ordered an expensive bottle of wine straight-away.
“This is the kind of life we should be leading,” Adam said, slipping his arm around Alexandra.
“Some of the partners at my firm do lead this life,” Alexandra commented.
“It’s a world away from our normal lives in suburbia,” Maggie said.
“It’s fun for a getaway every now and then, assuming you can afford it, but I bet it’s exhausting to do all the time. I like to go out, but I left the need to go out back in my 20s.,” Gary said.
“You’re probably right,” Adam agreed. “I like being able to come home to my family and chill out.”
Speaking of families reminded Maggie of the kids and she took her phone out of her little sparkly clutch. “I should probably text my mom and check on the kids.”
Alexandra put her hand over Maggie’s. “Your mother is perfectly capable of watching the kids for a night. She’s probably thrilled to have them. I know Gary’s parents are. They think we don’t go out enough.”
“Yeah, babe. Tonight we are different people. We’re not worrying about the cares of our everyday lives,” Adam said.
“Everything is fine, I’m sure,” Gary said.
Maggie turned and smiled at Gary, who kissed her as casually as if she were truly his own wife. It just felt like the natural thing to do. But what he meant as a peck on the lips turned into a lingering kiss that was only broken up when the wine came. He felt a swell of pride having planted his flag first, as it were.
Adam made the next move, his hand disappearing under the table as the waiter came over to take their orders. Alexandra jumped for a moment and Gary could well guess what Adam was doing to his wife.
The words on Alexandra’s menu swam together for a moment as Adam took advantage of the high slit in her skirt. His fingertips skittered right over her stocking tops and she parted her thighs as far as the tight skirt would allow. She thought she was clever and daring for not wearing panties with her eveningwear, but now she realized that maybe leaving herself so vulnerable to Adam was not a great idea. She licked her lips as his fingers traced her smooth, shaven slit, pushing deeper with each pass. Alexandra was already excited by the possibilities of the evening, so it was not long before Adam had her nice and damp. He found her clit and she tensed her entire body, hoping to control her reaction.
“Madam?” the waiter inquired.
Alexandra looked up at the handsome waiter in his sharp white shirt and black tie and forced a thin smile. It was hard to think about food with Adam’s fingers dancing on her clit. She shifted in the seat, but it didn’t help. “I’ll have the 6 oz. filet,” she squeaked out.
“Very good. And the dressing for your salad?”
“Creamy Italian,” she gasped. Alexandra practically moaned the second word as Adam chose that moment to plunge his fingers into her. It took every ounce of willpower to maintain any propriety. She glanced to her husband, who looked surprisingly amused by her predicament.
Gary could not see much, just that Adam’s hand was under the table and the way Alexandra moved, but he thought it was amusing to see his wife try and order while being teased. Maybe it was easier because he couldn’t actually see anything, but he found it kind of hot too. He liked seeing Alexandra turned on.
Maggie was a bit jealous that Alexandra was being played with while she wasn’t, but she knew Gary wasn’t the type to pull that kind of trick. Adam had never done it with her either. Adding to her jealousy, but she knew how to get him back. She quite obviously put her hand in Gary’s lap and squeezed his cock through his trousers. He jumped, almost knocking over his wine, and she laughed.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Uh, yeah. Just took me by surprise,” he replied. He took his napkin and spread it over his lap, making sure her hand was completely covered.
Alexandra had no idea her husband was being played with as well. Her eyes were closed and she was trying to control her breathing. The throbbing in her pussy was driving her crazy and she did not want to make a scene. Usually, being slowly fingered like that would not make her climax, but Adam’s thumb was firm on her clit, and the situation turned her on madly.
“Adam,” she hissed.
“Yes honey?” he answered innocently.
“You have to stop. Ohhh…”
“Why?”
“It looks like you’re having a good time,” Maggie chimed in. Watching her friend get all worked up was having an effect on her. She squeezed her thighs together as the tingling between her own legs grew.
It seems to me that women who go out without panties are looking for this sort of thing. Don’t you agree, Gary?” Adam said.
“Yeah, I’d say he’s right,” Gary agreed. His wife’s lack of panties was news to him, but he did not show his surprise. He was also doing a much better job of appearing n
ormal, despite Maggie’s talented hand.
Alexandra gripped the edge of the table and fixed Adam with a glare. “Please stop. I don’t want to make a scene.”
Adam heaved a theatrical sigh and withdrew his hand. He made sure everyone could see his soaked fingers before wiping them on a cloth napkin. “Oh, all right. Have it your way.”
“Thank you.” Alexandra sagged back into the booth gasping. She’d only just avoided coming and was almost as sorry as she was relieved.
“Would you like me to stop?” Maggie asked.
“No, you can keep right on going,” Gary encouraged. Her hand felt amazing, but he was confident he could keep from coming.
Maggie kept teasing Gary off and on throughout dinner, keeping him rock hard even as he enjoyed the excellent steak. She only gave him a break when she paused to eat her own dinner. She went heavy on the wine, knowing it would help with the night to come, and was just about ready to slip under the table and really take care of her man by the time that dinner was over. Instead, she followed Alexandra to the ladies’ room so they could refresh their make-up.
“You have Gary right in the palm of your hand,” Alexandra teased. She applied a fresh coat of deep red lipstick. “Literally.”
“I love taking care of him. He’s always so into it,” Maggie replied.
“He is like that, isn’t he? I’ve always loved it that he’s so appreciative.”
“Adam takes it like he expects it.”
“I like that. It’s hot when he takes control.”
“It can be. He had control of you earlier.” Maggie giggled.
“Hey, that’s not fair. I didn’t have any warning.”
“I didn’t see you fighting it.”
Alexandra smirked. “Are you saying I’m easy?”
“Let’s see.”
Maggie kissed Alexandra, who fell back against the cool marble wall, letting Maggie pin her there. They were alone in this part of the bathroom. The attendant was in the lounge part with the couch. Alexandra shoved her tongue into Maggie’s mouth and they began an erotic duel. Her hands attacked the brunette’s body, tracing her curves and feeling the stiff bustier Maggie wore under the sexy dress. She was not surprised by it. Alexandra insisted her friend buy it. She heard the sounds of other women coming in and she quickly pulled Maggie into the big handicapped stall, swatting the door closed.
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