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I unpacked my clothes and supplies in the beachside condo and walked a block to the store. It was late afternoon and I was in a beer mood.
I stood in front of the cold case going back and forth, trying to decide what to get. A man and woman were standing next to me talking and laughing about the selections. With all the lite beer on display, they joked about there not being any real beer for sale.
I chimed in, "Yeah, I like a beer with a little heft myself. You might want to try some of the microbrewery ones."
They smiled warmly and asked me if I was from around here, explaining that they were from Canada and didn't recognize most of the selection. We chatted some, I told them what I could about the different beers and they made their choice.
We hit the parking lot at the same time and with a "long time, no see" banter stopped to chat some more. Their kids were older teens and had activities and jobs of their own now, so this was their first vacation in years as a couple. The two, Liz and Doug, were practically giddy with the thought of unencumbered time for fun.
I told them I was a tad jealous, that I had their freedom only for tonight since my entourage would arrive sometime tomorrow. I drove in today because I had to pick up some out of state relatives at the airport early in the morning.
We chatted and joked around, enjoying the moment and camaraderie. After a few minutes they gave each other a quick look and a nod, first Liz, then Doug. Doug said it would be a shame for me to be all alone tonight, and invited me to eat dinner with them at their place on the north end of the beach. I accepted and told them I had gotten sweaty unpacking and needed to shower and change first, so we went to my place.
As I showered, I thought about Liz and Doug. They were about my age. He was about my height and build; she was about six inches shorter. They were slim, appeared to be in good shape. Both of them were attractive, very attractive I thought. Our conversation had been natural and easy, like talking with old and dear friends. And, it seemed to me, flirtatious.
I followed them to their condo; high up, overlooking the beach, it was a breathtaking view. We drank, we ate, we talked, we laughed. And we flirted, no doubt about that. We were all a bit buzzed when the song came on the radio.
"Ooh, ooh, I love this song. C'mon Doug, dance with me," Liz blurted as she stood up, held out her arm and flapped her hand at him.
"Jeez, Liz, you know I hate dancing," he groaned.
"I'll dance with you," I offered, "if it's okay with you, Doug."
"Hey, be my guest. Thanks for bailing me out," Doug laughed.
I stood up and took Liz's hand, my arm snaked around her waist. She closed the distance and laid her head on my shoulder. The song was a slow ballad and we began moving to the rhythm. She pressed closer against me than she should have.
As we danced, she managed to wriggle against me and it wasn't long before I became aroused. She pressed even closer to me. I joked that if the song went on much longer I'd have to take a cold shower.
"Or maybe there's something else you'd like to take?" she teased.
"You mean like dessert?" I teased back and pulled her in a little tighter. She responded with a chuckle.
"Um, okay, I'm a little nervous about this. Uh, okay, here I go. Doug and I have had a fantasy for a long time now. We, um, want to experience a threesome. I don't want to scare you away, but Doug and I talked about it on the ride here. That if everything felt right that we'd, um, invite you to join us." Liz put her hand on my cheek, looked into my eyes and said in a soft voice, "We're really, really comfortable with you and I know you'll be perfect for us." She kissed me, exchanged a glance with Doug, said, "Wait here, I'll be back in a minute," and skipped away to the bedroom.