"Holy Shit!"
Ryan was almost speechless, but those two words made it out. He was gazing with twinkly, lusty eyes at Margie. She giggled and twirled for him, showing off the look she'd been working on for days.
"You like?" she asked, smiling beautifully. "I figured, if we're gonna be swingers..."
It had started on Monday, right after lunch, before Alicia's car had even made it all the way out of the farm's long driveway. It was all just thinking at that point, but Margie was formulating a plan. If the partner swapping swinger thing was really going to happen with Alicia and Joey, she wanted to show them that she wasn't just a granola-eating farm girl. That's who they loved, and it wasn't a problem, but Margie had always been a little jealous of Alicia's sexy beauty. She couldn't do much about the fact that her ass was bigger than Alicia's perfect one, not right away anyway, but there was plenty she
could
do, and she did it.
Ryan knew about a little of it. The new haircut was a big hit — it looked natural and sexy, and he loved how it framed Margie's cute face. The armpit and leg shaving he wasn't too sure about, though. It seemed like a big character shift for her, and he wasn't sure she'd be happy with all that girly maintenance. She held off on the pussy trimming until Friday, so she could surprise everybody over at Alicia's place, but she didn't go
all
the way and shave it bare. Just a healthy trimming that preserved some of her 'nature girl' look but made it easier for mouths and cocks to find what they were looking for.
A trip to the mall on Wednesday got her a free lesson in eye makeup at the cosmetic counter. The bagful of little containers that she left with made her feel more like a girly girl than ever before. That same mall trip netted her two new dresses, and a drawer full of sex undies.
As she twirled and showed off for Ryan, he was stunned by the transformation. In a way he was disappointed. Not about her new look — he loved the way Margie's new confidence lit up her pretty face — no, he was disappointed Joey was probably going to beat him to fucking the shit out of his brand new sexy girl.
The dress was simple and casual, but kind of stunning, especially the way it showed of Margie's lovely tits. She didn't wear a bra around the farm, so Ryan was used to that. He loved the way her nipples hardened under a dirty t-shirt when she was trying to hang onto a recalcitrant goat, but the way her tits looked in the little low-cut dress, all fleshy and loose and jiggly, it was like a whole new world.
"God damn!" he said slowly, drawing out the syllables. "Baby, you look amazing!"
Margie smiled. "It's not too much? I mean, am I still me?"
"Oh, you're so you. I love it."
Ryan suddenly wondered if Alicia was at home making herself look special for the night the way Margie had done. He could hardly wait to find out.
—
Alicia squealed with delight when she saw Margie's new look. Joey didn't squeal, but he looked as close to it as a guy like him is likely to get. Ryan was on the verge of embarrassing exclamation, too, caused by Alicia in all her I'm-sexy-and-I'm-showing-it glory. The two couples had been friends for years, but it was a casual friendship — barbecues, pizza and wings, beers and a board game, that kind of thing. Ryan had never seen Alicia in a dress, or high heels. She wore makeup daily, but not the kind of smokey, cat-eyed look that was currently taking his breath away. The high heels and tight waisted short dress she was wearing showed off her sweet body and eye-popping ass to perfection.
"I can't believe we're doing this," Alicia said quietly to Margie.
Joey heard her. "I think we could all use a drink probably, right?"
"God, yes!" Margie said.
"Wine always calms my nerves," Alicia said. "What would you guys like?"
"Let's wine it up!" Margie said.
The men smiled. Neither one really new what to say, so Joey asked about the tractor repair they'd talked about a few weeks before.
"You know, that same hydraulic line blew a few days ago," Ryan said. "I was covered in oil before I got it sorted out."
"Did Margie wash you in the shower?" Alicia asked. Her eyes were big with the excitement of saying something like that, something she definitely wouldn't have said two weeks before.
"No, she was busy. It was a big job, though. It would have taken both of you."
Alicia felt breathless. Ryan looked so good in his perfect fitting khaki pants and linen shirt, she just wanted to throw off her dress and jump him. She hadn't felt so powerfully turned on since she'd met Joey all those years ago.
The wine flowed freely and the conversation moved easily between the sexy and the everyday. It was new and exciting, but it felt natural and unforced. Nerves were on edge, but they were good nerves, the kind that make you feel alive. Nobody was quite sure when things would move to the next level. The anticipation was intoxicating.
"Wanna play strip Tiddlywinks?" Alicia asked.
"Tiddlywinks! Oh my God!" Margie laughed.
"I found it at a garage sale a couple days ago. I thought it'd be fun."
Alicia had tried it when she got home from the sale. It was a surprisingly easy game, once you got the hang of it, so she was pretty sure clothes would be coming off rapidly.
"Yeah! Let's do it!" Margie said. She was well lubricated by the good wine, and more than ready to start rolling around with Joey.
"Let's sit boy girl boy girl and if you get a wink in the cup the person to your left has to take off a piece of clothing. If that person doesn't have anymore clothes, you get to ask them to do something."
"Ha ha!" Margie laughed. "I think you've spent some time thinking about this!"
"Maybe. A little," Alicia smiled.
"Who needs a top-up?" Joey asked, holding up the wine bottle.
"Me please!" Margie said. "The waiters are so handsome around here."
Joey filled her glass, and topped up the other three for good measure.
"Another fine bottle bites the dust," he said.
Alicia dumped out the pieces on the low cocktail table. "There's more to this game, you can try and block your opponent by landing one of these winks on top of theirs, but I was thinking that with a strip game that'd be kind of pointless. Maybe not though. It's up to you guys."
"I vote no blocking," Margie said. She smiled wide. The wine was clearly getting to her.
"Good. We're all anxious to see how much shaving you did, Baby," Ryan said.