Life can be so much stranger than we expect or imagine. I'm sitting on my best friend Bob's pool deck with a beer in my hand and wondering about the oddness of life. Why, you ask? I'll tell you, but I doubt you'll believe it. Beginnings are usually the best place to start, and rather than give you a play-by-play of my life, I'll start at the beginning that really matters.
I went to work for Ditco as an engineer right out of college. Bob went to a different college but started just like I did on the same day. We've been friends since that first day. We've advanced at Ditco to the point that we are the go-to engineers for high-dollar installations. Installations that two very significant women are responsible for selling.
Two gorgeous young women started at Ditco on the same day as Bob and me. We didn't know it at the time. They worked in different parts of the building and reported to different staff. We met them for the first time during a planning meeting after their first sale. I was having a terrible time focusing on anything but Dawn. Bob was having similar issues with Kim. It didn't take either young woman long to figure out that the two guys in the room were smitten.
They did the only thing they felt was appropriate as young professionals. They started flirting very subtly, stringing us both along and having a great time doing it. The meeting devolved quickly into full-on flirting until Dawn called it. "Let's pick this up in the morning after our curiosity has been satisfied. Let's meet at O'Mally's in twenty and work on that curiosity thing."
I think Bob and I beat them there by fifteen minutes, and they weren't late. That's where it started. A year later, we had dual weddings. Ditco management congratulated four of its best employees on their marriages. They didn't have a policy preventing office romance and were very pragmatic about it. The biggest issue was vacation scheduling because the four of us vacationed together most of the time.
That's the broad strokes of how the four of us met but it doesn't really say much about who we are. That first evening at O'Mally's with Dawn was a revelation. I'd never met anyone like her. Blue eyes, raven hair, full and lush lips, and a smile that makes the sun come out on a cloudy day. She's tall and has amazing legs, a gorgeous ass, and the sexiest c-cups I've ever laid eyes on. There was a time when that was all I needed. From that point on, my efforts would have been toward getting her naked, something I had excelled at in college.
Dawn was more than that, and I knew it from the beginning. She projected innocence combined with an allure that drew me like an industrial magnet. She brought out the best in me from day one. I learned that she was relatively inexperienced. She'd had a total of three boyfriends, had sex with two of them, one of them only once, and had never had an orgasm with a man. We took care of the orgasm issue two weeks after we started dating, and what a revelation it was for Dawn.
Dawn is an amazing lover. She loves sex with me, and she's multi-orgasmic. Our sex life is amazing, and I couldn't ask for more. The thing is, though, that I want more for Dawn. I think it would be pretty cool if she had sex with Bob. He's a great guy and very nice-looking. I know from the shower room at the gym that the guy is well-hung. I think she would have a great time, and I can't think of anyone I trust more to take care of her. I'm not exactly altruistic. I would love to fuck Kim. She's the red-headed version of my wife. Both women command a room when they walk in.
Now, you would think that Bob and Kim might have something to say about that, and I was pretty confident that I knew what they would say. Their relationship is a bit different than ours. That first night in O'Mally's, Dawn and I talked and got to know each other. Bob and Kim flirted for half an hour, then disappeared. They ended up at her place fucking their brains out. They both love to fuck. So much so that Bob has no problem at all with Kim getting some strange cock when she's traveling. My wife and Kim work as a team and travel around fifteen days out of the month.
I can hear the alarm bells going off in collective heads. Relax, it wasn't like that. Kim occasionally hooks up when she's on the road and loves sharing the details with Dawn. Dawn takes it all in and repeats it back to me in bed when she returns from her travels. I'm sure that if Dawn were open to the idea, Kim would be more than happy to include her in her hunt for the perfect cock. There is one little problem with that, other than being married. Dawn has a thing about being a strait-laced married wife when she's around other men. It's like a compulsion. She has no problem reciting Kim's escapades and getting off on them in bed with me. The fantasy is great fun when she's with me, but she can't imagine letting another man seduce her. It would be wrong and shameful.
While I don't want her fucking random guys when she travels, I don't think her compulsion is healthy. She should be able to fantasize about a hookup without feeling guilty about it. I want her to explore her sexuality. She can't do that if she's guilt-tripping herself.
Fortunately, Dawn wants to overcome the whole guilt thing, and she has the perfect friend to help her with that issue. I decided that Saturday evening would be a good time for the four of us to talk about the situation. I even told Bob to let Kim know that we would be discussing how best to help my amazing wife. Like I said, the four of us are really close.
We were kicking back on the deck after dinner and enjoying a pleasant buzz from the wine and the bong. I had an epiphany that I couldn't wait to share with the group. "Dawn, you have the conservative-wife thing you do around other men. Going from how you feel now to openly flirting would be a pretty big step. To be honest, I'm not sure that's something I want you to do. I think there might be a way to do some incremental stuff. Baby steps, if you will. A way to free your spirit without involving strange men."
Dawn squirmed in her seat, bracing herself for what she had already determined would embarrass the hell out of her. She looked at Kim and chuckled. "Uh oh. My engineer husband is problem-solving again."
Kim laughed with her. Bob didn't because he's an engineer too and, like me, didn't see what was so damn funny. "I'm serious. Okay, can we argue that the issue is predominantly about men? I don't see you clamming up when it's you and Kim or you and your girl's night pals."
Dawn opened her mouth to argue but paused in thought. "You know, I've never thought of it that way before. I guess it's because I'm not worried about a woman's hard cock ruining my marriage."
Kim laughed. "I have one of those if you're interested. It straps right on."
Dawn blushed like crazy and decided sipping her drink was her best response.
After the three of us stopped chuckling at my wife's expense, I continued, "Seriously, Honey. You and Kim talk about sex all the time, and it never bothers you. As a matter of fact, we all know that you like those conversations. Otherwise, you would have made Kim stop telling you about her adventures a long time ago. Am I mistaken?"
Dawn shrugged. "It's Kim. She's my best friend. I love her and trust her. She's not some strange guy trying to pick me up in the hotel bar."
I reached out and took Dawn's hand. "Have you ever considered what you would do if Kim wanted to be more than a friend?"
She looked confused for a moment. Then I could see her thinking about it. "I don't know. We've never talked about it."
I looked at Kim. Her eyes were focused on Dawn, as was her smile. "Kim, do you find my wife sexually attractive?"
"I always have. I dream about holding her in my arms and making her feel wonderful."
Dawn's eyes got huge. "Really? I never knew that!"
Kim shrugged. "I didn't think you felt the same way as I do, and I love you too much to do something that might scare you away from me."
