When I was a young, married wife, my husband and I had another couple we socialized with. Stephanie had long, blonde hair down to her waste. She was about my height at 5'3 and a little heavier at around 105lbs. She had a huge smile that would make anyone look twice.
Her husband was a dream for me. Joe Roy, yes we lived in Texas, was muscular and had broad shoulders. He was a farmer. He had short, brown hair and was about 5'10 and 200lbs. He was husky and I dreamed of being in his arms.
Every time we would meet, we would all hug and kiss. I found myself melting in his arms a little longer each time and kissing him a little more on the lips each time. I noticed he was doing the same thing. I found myself lost in thought a little longer after each hug and kiss.
I found myself daydreaming and fantasizing about J.R. When my husband and I had sex, I would be thinking about J.R.. Stephanie and I would talk almost every day. We talked about everything, including our husbands. She said that her husband had commented more than once about the little black dress I wore the last time. She told me he slipped and said he would like to see me out of it. I didn't know what to say.
As we talked more, she said they have kind of a unique set of rules in their marriage. It is okay to flirt a little, as long as they end up together at the end of the evening. I knew my husband found her very attractive so I started wondering where this could go. Steph told me that they socialize with two other couple's and flirt and play with each other's spouses. The main rule was you couldn't end up in a bedroom. My mind was running wild. I told her I didn't know if I could get away from my husband, but she told me she would handle that. I knew I would need a bottle of Pinot Grigio while I was getting ready.
