Eric takes the next step..
The beginning of the following week passed without much contact with Jody. The office was busy, and she was taking care of things. There was a shared look here or there but for the most part things had returned to normal.
Then I got a call from Eric on Wednesday. He invited me out for a beer the following night. I saw Jody in the office Thursday but she gave no indication that she was aware.
I met him at a little neighborhood place, not too far from my house after work. We just had a few, talking about this and that. I kept waiting for him to bring up what was on his mind. He seemed to be a cool guy.
Finally I asked him "Does Jody know you are having drinks with me?"
He hesitated, then shared "Sort of. It was kind of her idea." He seemed a bit embarrassed.
"Oh? Do tell"
"Well, she told me you were knew all about my... encouraging her... errr... her time with you." He was having trouble getting it out.
"You mean, that I knew all along that you were fully aware that night of the party?" I suggested.
"Yes, that..... and she told me about last Friday at the office when I was on the phone with her, that you could hear every word." He hesitated, " and that you had your hand inside her panties as she was speaking to me."
"Does it bother you?" I asked, "That I knew I mean."
"It's a bit embarrassing I guess."
"How about that I was playing with her while she spoke to you on the phone Friday?" I continued.
"She came home totally turned on, I'm not sure I've ever seen her like that. We never even made it out to dinner. She was insatiable!"
I chuckled a bit. "That's awesome. She was definitely feeling pretty warm when I left the office"
We sat for a minute, contemplating I suppose. Eric ordered another beer. I was nursing mine. We let the topic rest for a bit, talking about the game on the TV. About his work, about how he met Jody. About my marriage and the breakup.
I liked him more and more.
Finally I asked him, "You said this meet was her idea, what did you mean by that?"
"Well," he started, "that night at the hotel has become a bit of a recurring theme when we have sex, I liked it a lot, she likes to tease me with it while I'm fucking her."
I was listening, he was having a hard time, though I thought I knew what he was going through in a way.
He continued, "She likes to ask me if she should have let you fuck her" then added "she's figured out how much it turns me on."
"..and how do you respond when she asks Eric?" I was looking directly at him now.
"yes."
There it was.
"Yes what Eric?" I asked, wanting to hear him say it.
To his credit, he only hesitated a beat, "I tell her yes, that she should have let you fuck her, that she should have let you cum all over her."
"You may not believe this, but I get it, I really do." I responded, feeling for hm. I told him about some of my fantasies I had regarding my ex-wife. Things she wasn't necessarily comfortable with, but how I loved to imagine her going out and getting fucked then coming home to me full of cum.
He just listened, somewhat surprised I think. Relieved maybe? We talked about that a bit, how sexy it was, the idea of fucking a wife that was full of another man's cum. I was quite a bit more open than him, but he seemed interested that there might be others with similar thoughts.
We sat, drinking our beer. He was a couple ahead of me by then, liquid courage I suppose.
"So, tell me why we're here Eric."
"Well, Jody told me," he began, hesitating every few words, "that if I wanted that, that I was going to have to be the one to ask you."
"Ask me what exactly?"
"Will you make love to her"
"Make love?" I asked, letting that sink in.
He moaned a bit at this. He was flushed, from the beer, from embarrassment, or from excitement. I wasn't sure. Eric had downed his beer after he got those last words out. I remember thinking he was in no shape to drive.
I decided to press, I didn't think he would mind. I was beginning to enjoy this.
"So Eric, do you really want me to fuck your wife?"
"I do" his voice was barely audible but he looked right at me.