Note: These stories have been getting mixed reviews, with some people making fun and trying to "fix" the endings. Anything I submit on this site is part of actual recollections of past events in my life so I won't change facts to earn more votes or receive a higher rating. (Only the names are being changed to protect my wife's, acquaintances' and/or friends' identities.)
Not too long after we spent the night with Jason, he and Liza came over for cards and board games. Kendra had been enjoying some wine. Usually at these get-togethers, she would get handsy with me when she started getting buzzed or drunk. Tonight, however, she was being very flirtatious with Jason, only touching his arm or his back occasionally but definitely more focused on him than she ever had been in our group. From the looks Liza was giving him, it was clear she noticed. Jason would just shrug back at her as though he was innocent.
At one point, Kendra's game piece would land on the same spot as Jason's and she set hers on top of his remarking, "You know, I enjoy being on top..."
Liza shot a confused and flustered look toward her, and Kendra responded by motioning toward his crotch. "I think he enjoys that idea too."
Liza's eyes went wide open, and she backhanded his arm. "I'll be back in a minute," she said as she walked around me toward the bathroom.
"You need to tone it down," I quietly and firmly said to Kendra.
"Just breathe," she told me as she leaned over toward me to kiss me firmly on the lips and grab my crotch. "It doesn't feel like you're really that upset about it."
"I'm not, but...," I trailed off as I heard the bathroom door in the other room open, and Kendra leaned back into her chair.
