Kevin and Brendan were back to talking about a deal. The two men, accompanied to dinner by Kevin's pregnant wife Justine and her hot friend Kelsey, decided to move on from the patio table and into the bar. They found an open spot in the corner, both leaning against the wall and looking around the room. Waving down the bartender, Brendan finally broke the silence.
"Holy shit Kevin, what a day! I know you don't have anything to do with it, but your friend is fucking amazing. You know her well?"
"Yeah, we're close. And my wife, well..." Kevin paused, not wanting to give too much away. "They fool around...a lot. I'm a fucking lucky dude actually."
"Nice nice...so um, you think maybe one of them could party?"
"Excuse me? Are you asking if my pregnant wife and her friend can put on a party?"
"No no...well, maybe? Maybe just Kelsey. Although they DID kiss. Listen man, that blonde knows her way around a shaft and she treated me and my friend Michael really well this morning. And not put on a party, more like BE the party. I never would have expected to run into her again in a million years. She's really smoking hot, she seems down and honestly...she let you cum on her face man. It was hot, right?"
Kevin thought about it, it was hot. And he was a little surprised with this reveal about Kelsey and two men, two strangers, trying hard to not get distracted. Was this what his wife meant earlier by "your turn"? Stop, he thought. How did she know already though? Trapped in his brain, he thought about his wife Justine and the trouble she and Kelsey could get into from time to time. He remembered them once telling him a story about fucking twins together. And loving Kelsey almost as much as his wife, he was cautious about agreeing to anything.
"I want to close this deal," Kevin said matter-of-factly, picking up his whiskey and downing it in a single gulp. "What exactly are you asking?"
"Now we're TALKING bud! My friend Michael wants to have a small gathering tonight to celebrate us winning the championship in our rec basketball league."
"You just want a date to a gathering?" Kevin asked back sharply, pleasantly surprised that he may not need any special favors from Kelsey.
"Eh...fuck it, it's not a party. I want to get the party started! And I want her to help my friend Michael and I celebrate our win. My two times with her today, the first WITH Michael, have been unlike anything else in my life. We like doing that stuff together and I need more time tonight as I want it again. And I want my friend to know, I brought him that pussy like I brought him that trophy. She just comes along for the ride; we've got a deal."
"Well, I'll see what I can do," Kevin replied, taking his empty glass and hopping off his stool. As much as he liked to joke that he was in control, he knew that Justine would be the one to make this decision.
Heading back to the ladies at their table on the patio, both still savoring their orgasmic outings of the day, he smiled sheepishly while being ignored. Justine and Kelsey sat there enjoying themselves, sipping after dinner tea and enjoying the cooler temperatures of the evening. While Justine was still wearing what she had on earlier, Kelsey had showered after her fun with Brendan. Wearing a simple pink tube top and pair of jeans at dinner, Kelsey was much cooler and more relaxed than the rest.
Kevin danced there with his empty glass, finally sitting down and waiting for the two to finish their conversation.
"Honestly though Kelsey, we can talk more at brunch, but I was telling Jadiann and Amber that we need to go someplace soon. They both seemed interested, but sometimes Amber's husband weirds me out the way he stares."
"Well, he's a cuckold," Kelsey responded nonchalantly, sounding surprised that Justine forgot.
"No I know, he's definitely enjoyed watching Kevin and I more than I'd like to admit..."
Tapping his glass loudly on the table, Justine paused mid-sentence and looked at Kevin. She had been pretending to not realize he was back at the table. She could tell he needed something.
"Are we done here? Ready to go?" Justine asked her husband. "My fucking feet are killing me."
"Not quite yet actually and um...I kind of need another favor."
"Oh Jesus, what do you need this time?" Kelsey asked the squirming, needy man in front of her. After already enjoying a fancy dinner and a few drinks, Kelsey felt emboldened and excited about that day's activities. Knowing that, during similar times in the past, Kevin was able to give her a good reason to break out her sluttiest behavior.
"I need you to help Brendan and his friend celebrate their basketball championship," Kevin calmly pitched to Kelsey, glancing out the side of his eye to see his wife's reaction. Justine sat up, inhaling sharply and glaring at her husband.
"Are YOU trying to whore out my Kelsey?" Justine snapped, Kelsey pausing for a moment at the thought of Justine owning her.
"Apparently, you're already familiar with the other guest," Kevin added, shifting his gaze from Justine back to Kelsey with a roll of his head.
Justine snapped her head towards Kelsey now, gasping again in an identical manner. She loved it, grinning quickly from ear to ear and enjoying another sordid detail about Kelsey's risquΓ© get-together that morning.
"You dirty girl," Justine cooed.
"When do we leave?" Kelsey seductively replied, both Justine and Kevin opening their mouths and inhaling in unison now.
Kevin gasped in excitement at the potential of closing his deal with Brendan. Justine's gasp was tinged with jealousy of Kelsey's newly unleashed sluttiness. And if Kevin was referring to Muscles as the other guest, as Kelsey hoped, there was no way she could miss out on this opportunity. A chance to conclude her fantasy with these two studs.
"Yeah?" they both now ASKED in unison, Justine slapping Kevin's arm because she thought he was just copying her.
"Oh yeah," Kelsey replied, continuing to be amazed at her ongoing sexual liberation. "This day has been something else and honestly, I need this after breaking up with Eli."