Chapter 1 Thighs on the Menu
Author's Note
Like the other stories I have posted here, including my other multi-chapter story, A Swinging Odyssey: A Couple's Journey into Sensuality, the following multi-chapter story, Two Thighs, is fiction. Its characters are not modelled on anyone I know.
To readers who have read A Swinging Odyssey and liked it, I thank you. I enjoyed writing the story and am pleased that at least some of you enjoyed reading it.
My readers will notice right away that the two main protagonists, Aiko and Gerald, are the same two characters who were featured in A Swinging Odyssey. Several other characters from my earlier story also make their appearances in this story.
I have written Two Thighs to make it a completely independent stand-alone story. In other words, reading A Swinging Odyssey is not a prerequisite for reading Two Thighs. In cases were references are made to events that took place in A Swinging Odyssey, I have worked in very brief summaries of those events into this story.
Finally, this story describes episodes of unprotected sex that, in real life, are risky and could result in an unwanted pregnancy or a sexually transmitted disease. Fortunately, this is a work of fiction. I have the power of the pen to write such inconvenient problems out of the story.
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It all started with two thighs exposed in a restaurant.
'What a lovely woman she is,' Gerald thought, looking at a woman sitting at a table on the opposite side of the restaurant.
What captured Gerald's initial attention was her fully exposed smooth and flawless white thigh. She appeared to be unaware that her dress had ridden up her thigh when she slid onto the bench to face her partner. The sight of it caused a stir in his loins. He had a strong urge to take possession of her thigh, to stroke and kiss it.
Wanting to know who the thigh belonged to, Gerald turned his attention to the whole woman. She had blonde shoulder-length hair, blue eyes and a cute snub nose. Her sundress seemed to emphasize her soft, curvaceous, almost plush, features. They made her look both cute and scrumptious at the same time.
Gerald estimated that she was slightly taller than his own wife, Aiko. Her most prominent feminine features were her breasts and her ass. Although her breasts would look generous on a taller woman, on her, because she was relatively short, they actually gave her a luscious buxom look. Her thigh, he finally noticed, was attached to wide baby-bearing hips and both were attached to a delightfully ample but firm ass. The general effect of her features was to make her look compact, soft and curvy. He found her to be exceptionally sexy.
The blonde was conversing with a man sitting opposite to her. Their body language told Gerald that they were probably a married couple. He guessed that they were in their early thirties.
"Sir, do you prefer breast or thigh?"
Aiko could tell that her husband was lost in thought. A kick in the leg jolted Gerald into the realization that the waitress had come back.
"Uh, I'm sorry," he mumbled.
"I just need to clarify your grilled chicken order," the waitress explained. "Do you prefer breast or thigh?" she repeated.
"I think he wants thigh," Aiko answered for him.
The dry way she made the statement made it clear to Gerald that he was 'in flagranti delicto'. His wife had caught him staring at another woman's thigh, obviously lost in thoughts of sex. He was embarrassed but then smiled. Gerald knew his wife actually did not mind his open admiration for other women's physical attributes because she herself was not above admiring delectable male flesh.
Aiko and Gerald loved only each other but they also had an honest and open relationship that allowed them to appreciate members of the other gender without fear of jealousy from their spouse. After all, they were swingers.
What actually embarrassed Gerald was the thought that someone in the restaurant other than his wife might notice his lust-driven admiration for another man's woman. Socially conventional people would not know or understand the unique relationship he had with Aiko, his wife and the mother of their two children. Such people would conclude that he had no respect for his wife when in fact the opposite was true.
He tore his eyes away from the unknown woman's thigh to look at his wife. She had that knowing look in her face. He saw no jealousy. In fact, there was no room for jealousy in their relationship. They belonged to a swingers' group of four couples who were more or less in the same age range. Jealousy was incompatible with partner swapping.
"Yeah, thigh," he answered, keeping a straight face while trying to will his cock to soften.
After the waitress left, Aiko leaned over to get a view of his crotch. She saw that it had gone back to its normal limp state. "I bet you'd like to serve that blonde some sausage," she declared.
Aiko sat back down into her seat. "But she is quite beautiful," Aiko added, "although men who like their women tall, thin and long-legged, would probably consider her almost dumpy. She seems to be your type though. Am I right? You know, cute-as-a button, short and voluptuous with curves in all the right places."
Gerald laughed. "You got me sweet heart. She has a nice thigh, a pretty face, and her sundress barely hides the fact that she has generous curves in all the right places. She defines voluptuousness."
"I guess you used your masculine X-ray vision to imagine what lies underneath that sundress."
"Touché," Gerald answered. "Score two for you. And what's your opinion of him?" he wondered."
Aiko licked her lips. "He's pretty good-looking too, you know."
"Is he?" Gerald countered. "I'm not gay so I didn't notice."
Aiko kicked his leg again.
"Okay, okay, he's not bad looking," Gerald conceded.
"Not bad looking? He's a hunk," she emphasized. "If you weren't so busy gluing your eyes to her thigh, you would have noticed her partner caught my attention too."
The man was similar in build to Gerald and appeared to be fit. He had curly dark-brown hair and dark eyes, an aquiline nose and olive-coloured skin, features stood in contrast to Gerald's blond hair, blue eyes, strong slightly bulbous nose and naturally whiter skin. Compared to Gerald's squarish look, this man had a rounder head that seemed to soften his face somewhat. Gerald took him for a Mediterranean type.
Then Gerald turned his thoughts to his own wife.
Although Gerald had had a preference for the type represented by the blonde when he was single, he ended up marrying Aiko, a petite Asian woman with the classic Japanese facial features. While she could be described as skinny before their marriage, after the birth of their two daughters, she had filled out and became curvier, much to Gerald's delight.
'Marrying her,' he thought, 'was the best life-altering decision I ever made.'
Aiko interrupted his thoughts again. "Now what are you thinking about?" she asked.
"I was thinking about you and our life together. Marrying you was the best decision I ever made," he said sincerely. "No one is more important to me than you are."
Aiko grabbed his hands into hers. "I love you too," she declared smiling broadly.
They leaned over the table and gave each other a little kiss.
Gerald looked at the other couple again. "They look like they're having a, uh..." Gerald tried to pick the right words and finally decided, "a difference of opinion now."
They were too restrained to characterize theie animated discussion as a fight. Of course, it was possible that their restraint was influenced by the fat that they were in a public place.
