"Where's Willa?" Vickie Layton asked Lou as he entered the Layton house.
Lou wagged his head. "She's at home. She didn't want to leave the house."
Vickie wryly smiled and shook her head. "She never leaves the house. She never gets out. Did you tell her we wanted both of you to come over?"
"Yes, I told her. But, she..." he wagged his head again.
"Hey, Lou," Jay Layton called out from his seat on the living room sofa.
"Go join Jay," Vickie said. "I'll fix us all a drink."
Lou watched Vickie as she walked to the kitchen. She was dressed in a short tight skirt and tight blouse. She was gorgeous with her long wispy reddish-auburn hair, hazel eyes and creamy skin. She was short and compact, but stacked. Lou felt a stirring in his groin.
"Willa couldn't make it, hunh?" Jay asked.
"No. I guess she's what you would call a homebody."
"Too bad. I was hoping we could have a foursome tonight - for trivia pursuit, or whatever." Jay chuckled. "Looks as if we've got Vickie outnumbered, but I think she can take care of both of us." He chuckled again and swiped his hand across his crotch.
Lou smiled uncertainly at the innuendo. He didn't know whether Jay was serious or not. Jay was Lou's coworker and he was always making double entendres about his wife.
Vickie arrived with drinks and sat on the sofa between Lou and Jay.
"I was just telling Lou that with Willa not here, we've got you outnumbered, honey," Jay said. "Two on one." He placed his hand on his wife's leg and stroked it.
"Yes, I really need Willa here," Vickie said. "It would even up the odds. It would be two on two."
"Or four on four," Jay smiled.
Lou watched Jay stroke his wife's leg, and his prick stirred and began to grow. Vickie was so damned tough. He had fantasized about fucking her.
"Let's watch a movie," Jay said. "A Swedish film."
He put a tape in the VCR and sat back down on the sofa. Vickie sprawled between the two men, and her skirt had ridden up. Lou looked at her creamy bare legs and his cock jerked and stiffened.